The year is 2165. Interstellar travel has been possible for over 70 years now with human civilization taking to the stars for mass commercialization of space. Over a dozen colonies now exist in other star systems besides earth. The planet once known as home has suffered irreversible ecological damage and severe overpopulation has made resources scarce, threatening economic collapse. Only the poor and desperate are forced to leave earth, made to live in the unusually harsh conditions found on other worlds. Many families try to avoid this by leasing old mining and cargo ships, hopefully to gather enough valuable resources in far off asteroid belts so that they can fund their way to freedom. This story takes place on the E.S.S Gringot, captained by Allen Hannisen and his wife Veronica, along with their two kids Dot and Leo.

"Warning! Warning! Distress beacon detected. Warning! Warning!"

Allen rubbed his forehead as he opened his blurry eyes to the inside of his hibernation pod.

"mmm...are we early?" his wife called from the pod next to him.

"Yea," Allen climbed out, pausing to steady himself on the nearby life support monitor as he shrugged off the after effects of his suspended animation.

He looked over at the readout above his head."two months and eighteen days, that's a whole two months early."

"What did we hit?"

"Dad, did something happen?"

"No son, just something we need to check out, everything's fine, just get dressed, Dot you too."

The Hannisen family emerged from their pods and zipped on their faded Enerco jumpsuits they retrieved from the nearby lockers. It had been some time since any of them could afford any real clothes, and it saved money wearing something that they wouldn't mind getting ripped or worn.

As Allen fitted on his boots he looked over at his wife bent over slipping on her suit.

With nothing but ship rations for the past 4 months his wife had been putting on a few extra pounds but she was still as beautiful as the day they met. What caught his attention wasn't her weight however but a small rip in the crotch of her underwear, one that made the plump left edge of her pussy visible to his eyes, complete with her unkept stubble.

"What?" she noticed him staring at her.

"Nothing, i'll tell you later" he smiled, looking over to make sure Leo or Dot didn't notice.

Allen made his way over to the command module at the helm of the ship with his wife. Spinning around his favorite seat with the ripped headrest he plopped himself down and flicked on a few switches.

"Do we have it?" Veronica asked as she sat down at the nearby comms terminal.

"Yea, here." he pointed at the LED screen. "Sector H321V6 dash three five niner."

"Attention, attention"veronica spoke into her headset. "This is the family mining vessel E.S.S Gringot answering your distress beacon. If there's anyone there please respond."

"Anything?"

"No, nothing..."

"Try again."

"Attention, attention."