"Watch where your fingers go Marek or you're going to get me all turned on."  Janmorel Ferrosmith, the half elven hermaphrodite engineer of the Virtuous Maiden said in a voice that was equal parts whine and pleading.<br/><br/>"Yeah,"  A gruff sounding yet musical and light voice sounded from nearby.  The voice of the ship's marine soldier, the elven soldier Theristina Goldblade, was several layers of muscle layered on top of each other, and then wrapped in a soft sexy form.  "It would be such a shame if you were to get all turned on, wouldn't it?"  Theristina's voice said sarcastically.  "You'd have to put that nice cock of yours to use."<br/><br/>Janmorel's face blushed crimson, she was still ashamed of the fact that she had both male and female bits.  Bits that the half orc druid of the crew, Marek Skycaller was currently rubbing with his bare hands.   His hands glowed light yellow with the power of his spell designed to remove any hair growth from the area he touched.  While the spell prevented hair from regrowing for almost two days, the futa Janmorel requested its use every morning.  There was no real reason for the elven woman, Theristina, to be here.  As an elf she was naturally hairless, but she seemed to enjoy watching the half orc rub his hands up and down the futa's dual sex.<br/><br/>Janmorel answered with a snide tone, "Let me guess, you'd be the one to offer your services in that regard, right you dirty pervert?"<br/><br/>Before the elven marine had a chance to answer, the speaking tubes activated and the mellow voice of the captain of the ship echoed, "Everyone get to the map room, right away."<br/><br/>Janmorel sighed, "Right in the middle of this?"<br/><br/>"Don't worry," Theristina said as she stood up and made her way to the door to the map room, "I'm sure Marek's been done for a few minutes at least.  Isn't that right you twisted little man?"<br/><br/>Marek simply smiled and dusted his hands off and shrugged.  Standing the tenting in his pants was visible as Janmorel tucked her now hard cock into her outfit, trying to minimize the bulge as best she could.  She could do nothing for the smell of arousal wafting from her pussy however.  With a slight moan and squeel she followed the others to the map room where the captain and first mate waited.<br/><br/>"Sit," Captain Doxi said to her crew now that all five of them were assembled, including the human first mate Stollea Pearson.  Once everyone was seated the captain gestured to the human first mate.  Stollea nodded and addressed the crew.<br/><br/>The thin blonde's voice was commanding and she smiled as she spoke, "Ladies, gentleman, we've got a job.  It's time to do some mischief."<br/><br/>The people around the table chuckled, but Stollea continued,  "We've gotten word that the matron of the ir'Wyn house will be traveling from Thrane to Sharn via private coach on the Orion trade roads.  Why she's chosen such a slow method we aren't sure, but you can imagine that the ransom for a high ranking noble would be significant.  Our contact said that they're traveling with two guards, that should make them easy pickings."<br/><br/>Therstina spoke up, "Them?"<br/><br/>"Yes," Stollea continued, "The matron is traveling with her daughter as well.  The guards are expendable, but of course, we'll bring down less heat if we don't kill them.  Captain,"  Stollea said turning to the dark skinned and gorgeous captain, "Would you like to explain our plan?"