The Space Spoon novel Chapter 5

The darkness inside the air duct wasn’t a problem for Tejeda. Once his eyes returned to their usual purple hue, he was able to see extremely well even at night, as well as through objects if there were any signs of life he was able to lock onto. In the end, the Nubilae were predators, and hunting provided them with camouflage and vice versa. Evolution was what threw Tejeda’s race into this unending circle of transformation.

After crawling through the vent for a couple of minutes, Tejeda spotted the wall panel he was looking for. The subspace communication network had a ramification node there. It was one of the things he searched for while doing the calculations for the carrots disease. Hiding information in plain sight was another one of his skills. Even if he resented technology, he was rather good at it.

Once his message passed through the communication array and was successfully streamed into the subspace, Tejeda sighed, taking a well-deserved break before heading toward Shayla’s room. He had almost completed his legs, he was only missing the tips of his toes. After two lefts and a right, he removed the bars covering the vent.

The Nubilae had arrived at his destination, the second in command’s closet. He picked up one of her uniforms and started undressing. After polishing Carmen, he glanced at himself. His black silky hair was caressing his shoulders and upper arms. The intense green eyes were as enticing as he remembered them. “This is one of those rare moments when I wished you were bigger, my dear Carmen.”

The spoon wasn’t able to fully show him the naked body he now possessed. In order to fondle both of his boobs simultaneously, Tejeda left Carmen on the table. There was something interesting about them, and they were much bigger than he thought.

A whooshing sound was heard when Carmen flew off the table. Tejeda turned around with his hands still on his chest. His green eyes met the identical ones he had copied. Shayla had a magnet in one hand and in the other a laser pistol directed toward the spoon.

The woman smirked. “Don’t move or she gets it.”

The Nubilae smiled, but with his new appearance couldn’t look as stupid as before. "Oh, Shayla, you used 'she' instead of 'it' when you referred to Carmen. She is starting to grow on you. Also, I must admit that I am amazed you got to me so quickly.”

“That wasn’t so hard after I figured out why you kissed me. Your body was in bad shape, and you had to change it. To do that, you need DNA, hence the kiss. A Nubilae can’t copy the clothes, and you couldn’t pass as me with what you were wearing. So, the next course of action for you was to come and steal my clothes.”

“Smart and beautiful, what a wonderful combination,” Tejeda asserted, teasing her.

The woman wasn’t impressed. “Now, can you stop touching my breasts?”

The Nubilae clutched them even harder. “Oh, but these are mine. I grew them. You have yours.”

“I am not joking. Let them be and start dressing or Carmen gets a laser cut right in her concavity.”