Bath Time

N-Gyn was stripped out of his onesie and diaper and dunked into the massive bubble bath in the hygiene room. Most of his crew preferred to take their baths before slept, so N-Gyn preferred to have his bath in the morning. Aside from the cooing of the robot maid that attended to his needs humming a jaunty tune with M.O.T.H.E.R.'s voice as she scrubbed him clean, N-Gyn valued the relaxing quit and the warmth of the water.

The water itself was mixed with various herbs collected and cultured from across the galaxy, creating a mixture that not only smelled pleasant, but it converted all dead skin-cells, sweat and harmful bacterias into a fun, fizzy, non-toxic solution that turned every bath into a bubble bath. When the bath was done, the ship's high-quality piping system separated the water, herbs and waste on a molecular level, allowing the ship and its inhabitants to reuse the same water and resources both for future baths and other things they needed indefinitely.

Speaking of which, M.O.T.H.E.R. decided that the Captain was sufficiently clean and the olympic-sized tub immediately drained itself, leaving nothing but bare suds to be sprayed away by the rest of the robotic staff. As N-Gyn stood-up, M.O.T.H.E.R. took what resembled a shower-head and proceeded to spray his body with it, getting rid of the access soaps, suds and shampoo on his body, the mix of water a special baby oils giving his body a comforting smell and his hairless skin a mild shiny coat. M.O.T.H.E.R. took his hand and helped him step out of the tub, making sure he did not slip, as it took a towel and dried him.

"Okey-pokey, lets get you dressed and ready for a funilicious day," said M.O.T.H.E.R.

N-Gyn groaned a little. M.O.T.H.E.R. insisted on coming up with a new adjective meant to describe how pleasant and exciting the new day would be, and "funilicious" was today's word. She insisted on going through her list of adjectives once a day and, her being an incredibly advanced NIN Artificial Intelligence meant to provide information and comfort for the crew, meant she had enough processing power to come up with words that could take her centuries to get through.

"M.O.T.H.E.R., make sure the others are up and ready in half and hour."

"Okey-pokey, Captain N-Gyn." A ding went off. "Oh, it seems that Nymph is already waking up. Aww, and she just gave the cutest little yawn."

N-Gyn gave a nod and smiled to himself a little. Nymph was his second-in-command, having earned her position through her initiative, dedication and wit. N-Gyn would even admit that he considered her something of a best-friend, having met her when she was just a freshmen at the Academy.

N-Gyn decided to stretch his legs and declined her offer to use the hover-stroller to get to the bridge. His diaper kept his legs apart, the artificial gravity turned down to a degree that helped lessen the hassle of awkwardly waddling everywhere.

When N-Gyn made it to the bridge, she saw that Nymph was already on the bridge, presumably not having needed a diaper change and have taken the hyper-stroller given that she had beaten him there.

Nymph is what is called (by the universal translators, anyway) a Papiliosapien, a sort of sentient, humanoid species that resembled Earth butterflies. She had a beautiful, almost ethereal face, that blushed when the Captain would address her. She had wide, expressive eyes, soft, minty-green skin decorated with parts of a hard, exoskeleton shell that resembled the scales of a green and purple koi fish.

She wore the female NIN uniform - a onesie that was pink instead of blue - but its designed was made special for her, accommodating for her four exoskeletal arms, two exoskeletal legs and massive indigo butterfly-wings on her back. Much like everyone else on the ship, she wore a diaper beneath her onesie. According to her, her species kept a distinction between childhood and adulthood by stages in their life; their children were similar to caterpillars, then they would enter a pupa stage that would last what counted as 7 years on the Earth calendar and emerged as adults. Ever since the NIN came to their planet almost a millenia ago, childhood would be prolonged long after they emerged from their cocoons.

"Good morning, Captain, I hoped you slept well."

"I think I did first mate."