He was missing something important however, and the unknown mystery tingled in his mind, dancing tantalisingly out of reach. He was developing strong feelings for his young shipmate, and it was clouding his reasoning.

John sat up and adopted his meditative pose. He breathed long deep breaths for several minutes, calming himself, and trying to centre his being. The rapid blur of events over the Last couple of weeks seemed to fade away, and he felt sharp and in control once again.

A few minutes passed before his keen ears picked up the soft measured tread of Alyssa's feet as she walked back to their cabin. The beautiful young woman stepped smoothly into view, carrying a tray in her hands that supported a varied selection of fruit, some pastries, and a couple of chilled glasses of water. She posed her shapely body for him coquettishly, before her lithe long legs carried her into the room.

“Breakfast is served," she said as she smiled at him, flashing sparkling white teeth, before sitting at the end of the bed, and placing the tray between them.

John was amazed at how hungry he was as he devoured the fruit and pastries in no time. Alyssa watched him eat, just plucking the occasional grape from the bunch and popping it between her succulent lips. He eventually finished the morning feast, feeling contentedly full and replenished.

His newfound clarity Let him drink in the appearance of his breakfast companion for seemingly the first time, the fog shrouding his mind finally clearing. He couldn't believe the huge transformation she had undergone in such a relatively short period of time. He had a sudden brainwave and rose to his feet.

“Thanks for a wonderful morning,” he said, thanking the beautiful young woman before leaning in for a kiss.

Alyssa beamed up at him happily before she began to tidy up their room. John strode purposefully to the cockpit and sat in the pilot's chair before rotating to face the console. He pressed a couple of buttons, searching for the recording he had made a couple of weeks before. He found it a few moments later and reviewed the footage.

The video camera reinforced what he had suspected, but his mind had oddly seemed to ignore. The ghostly white girl in the footage was about five foot two inches tall, a 28A cup if he guessed correctly, and painfully skinny, suffering from malnutrition. John turned to the doorway.

“Alyssa, could you come here a moment please?" he called to the cabin, hitting the record button on the internal cameras again.

Alyssa came into view, her slinky walk reminding him of a catwalk model as she glided over to see him.

“What's up John?" She enquired politely, as she sat in the co-pilots chair, her posture erect and self assured.

His eyes Lingered over her succulent form before he tore his gaze back to the console. He pressed a couple of buttons causing a nearby monitor to blaze into life and play back the newly recorded footage.

The beautiful teen sauntered into view on the screen, before he paused the recording. The stunningly attractive girl filling the image was about five foot eight inches tall, her 32D breasts appearing huge on her slim athletic build. Her tanned, flawless skin seemed to glow and her hourglass curves were the epitome of feminine allure. Golden blonde hair cascaded down past her shoulders, thick and Lustrous, framing her exquisitely beautiful face perfectly.

Alyssa cast her eyes towards the monitor, intrigued by the image.

“Wow, she's gorgeous John! Who is that, an ex-girlfriend?" the teenager teased him playfully.

“It's not just me under this spell," John mused to himself.

“Look again, honey,“ John said quietly, as he hit a couple more buttons. The adjacent monitor flickered to Life showing a still of the previous recording. The stark comparison between the pale, skinny waif and the tanned vibrant beauty could not be more glaring.

Alyssa pouted when she saw the picture of herself.

“Hey, that's harsh. We can't all be as beautiful as this mysterious goddess," she said, pointing at the other image, her feelings hurt.

“You are the goddess, sweetheart," John said, smiling at her reassuringly.

"That's kind of you to say," Alyssa mumbled, clearly not understanding, and thinking he was just being kind.