Due to the amount of response that this story has generated, I have decided
to continue.  This is not a full part, but merely a teaser of what's to
come.  Refer to previous post for information on disclaimers &c.

Once again, this is draft material.  'Scuse the spelling errors &c.

Squid .5  -- SHIFT COLORS!
by Sean Hayden

JYUSENKYOEX 97 (Chapter 3)

	"Get off my bridge!"
			-- J.L. Picard, CAPT, SF to "Q"

	Water flooded into the small compartment at a frghtening pace.  A Panda
batted away a shoring timber launched in its direction.  
	"Hey Dummy!"  A feminine voice cried out as she struck the Panda in the
back with a flashing kick.
	The panda held up a sign that said, "Can't you just grin and bear it?"
The sign blocked a spin kick from the fiery girl who was absolutely furious.
	Out of nowhere, a small fishlike alien in an orange space suit megaphoned
to the two aquatic combatants. "The Ship is sinking!"   It lobbed a spiky
steel ball at the panda for good measure which Lenny dodged exageratedly.
Unfortunately, the Chief seal was clocked dead center.  Bubbles rose in the
water where it went down.
	Max saw the seal go down and dove after him.  She swam around , searching
the murky water for the seal.
	'There!' She kicked towards the unconcious seal laying on what used to be
the deck and grabbed the seal by the scruff of it's neck dragging it up to
the surface.
	She slapped the seal around for a minute, more to vent frustration at the
Chief than actually to wake it up.  The seal snorted delicately and sent a
spray of water and other gross substances onto Max.
	"Aww Chief! That's fuckin' nasty!  I save your life and you blow snot on me!"
	The seal coughed and eyed Max curiously.

	Meanwhile, the shoring teams had sealed off the hole in the bulkhead.
Stopping the flow of water.  Submersible pumps chugged double-time to bring
the hideous water level down.  Finally, the water was reduced to a few
puddles, a wet panda, who stunk to high heaven, a bedraggled seal and red
headed girl dressed in dungarees on an all-male ship.
	'Not a pretty sight.' Max thought, wringing out his dungaree shirt.
Normally, this wouldn't be such a problem... 
	The shoring team stood, slack jawed in amazement.  Max noticed this, and
suddenly realized that the squids were getting a cheap thrill.
	"Hey jerk offs!  Quit starin' and shore that shit up!"  She yelled to the
sailors.  They scattered quickly going about their job.  Max took off for
berthing.

	Since the ship was at general quarters, the berthing compartment was
deserted.  Max poked her head through the hatch, checking for anybody.  She
grabbed a towel and her shower shoes from her rack and ran to the head to
take a shower.  'Hot, preferably.'  She thought.
	The curse was reversed easily enough and soon Maxwell was simply
showering.  Trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach.  He was simply
worried about the eventual inquiry...
	He supported himself on the bar in the shower stall, wishing for it all to
go away.  He was so wrapped up in himself that he didn't notice the
footsteps . . . 

	Sploosh! "Argggggggggggh!"  Max's scream turned from a fairly normal
baritone to a soprano.  Causing the guys who had just dumped a bucket of
cold water, over the shower stall, to laugh even harder.  Max ripped open
the stall curtain and was ready to beat the tar out of the idiots when
suddenly, they froze.
	"Shit!"  Max realized.  'Stephens!' he thought.  'Oh well, at least the
guy is queer.'  She actually chuckled to herself.  'He wouldn't know what
to do with a piece of feminine ass if it slapped him in the face.'
	She did just that, with a round house to the jaw.  "Ya fuckin' pervert!"
She shouted.
	Stephens screamed a colorful scream and hauled ass.
	She laughed until it felt like she had stiches in her side.  'Well.' She
mused. 'This is the perfect chance to get out of the Navy...'  Max quickly
gender morphed and went to find his friends.

[Shifting Colors Soon, At a Port Near You!]

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Sean
Maxwell Edison, Majoring In Medicine
(Does that mean I get to play doctor?)