Chapter 3: The Survey

Before that even happens though. I do begin to see her obviously sniffing the air. She doesn’t exactly give an accurate reaction though. Maybe it’s just because I’m retarded though. So I just relax and **** my brain into not caring what she thinks of it. Regardless of whether or not she enjoys it or not

Unbeknownst to James though. She was actually having a difficult time attempting to resist the urge to smile. She does resist of course. But she still more than happily helps herself to more sniffs of the pungent air. While in her mind she goes crazy with lust.

“That’s exactly right rookie. You’re spot on.. Your first job on this ship would be to point out if you aren’t able to see my “fat tits.” After all I wouldnt want my male crew to not be even be able to see the busty cleavage of the woman higher than them. Would i”

This was the moment that nearly made me explode in my mouth. Just hearing her **** herself in such a way with her sexy deep commanding voice and her equally empowering auto. God it was so fucking hot. It’s hard to even describe in words.

Surprisingly she then stands up and walks over to her lingerie drawer. The one I stole from and rubbed my gross cock all over earlier. and open it.

She rummages through it, clearly looking for something in there. While I just wait patiently back in the seat in the corner of her room. But I guess she finds whas she was looking for. Of checking for more accurately. As it doesn’t take longer at all. for her to see that it has been raided by me. Clearly noticing the missing pairs and the smegma coating some of the non missing ones.

“Good you passed the first test. Now let’s move on BOY” she shouts out sternly and militarily with her previously mentioned commanding and deep voice. Before she comes back to sit on the opposite chair to me

"yes ma'am" I reply back to my superior officer. Kind of making me laugh in a way. Finding b the idea of calling the women I just mocked for her fat tits “ma’am” then again it also kind of fits. She was bigger, stronger and far more intelligent and older than me. She was basically better than me in Every conceivable way.

So doing what any other 18 year old perv would do. I reached down and scratched my balls in a very obvious way. I see her trying to sniff the air and I smile in a sadistic way. knowing she’s received my musk.

"So, What's the next test then Commander?"

I say leaning back. Enjoying my new found confidence and determination to see this white be degraded.

“The next test recruit? Well the next test will be questions. Now you better not defy me from now on, you hear me. And answer these questions HONESTY. Is that understood?” She vocalises. Putting special emphasis on the word “honestly” to make sure I understand

"yes ma'am" I say. "I will answer your questions honestly, no matter what you ask."

She then takes out one of those new models of a Lazarus Data pad from a few years back. She then boots it up which it does so very quickly, instantaneously basically. And then opens up a text document. So that she can begin the interviewing process

“Ok then question 1. How much interest would you say you have in expeditions, combat and space travel?” I ask.

Oh shit. I’m such a fucking idiot aren't I. Look don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I didn’t know this was gonna be an interview. I knew that from the I-Mail that was sent to me about this. But I had been so caught up in all this sexual tension inside me. That I forgot this I was actually meant to answer questions. It’s like my mind went completely blank. What did she even say? I didn't even know the question she had asked. Fuck.

“Uhh c-could you ask the q-question again please?” Fuck I’ve lost my confidence. This is a disaster. Shit. What am I going to do.

That was when I suddenly realised my eyes had wondered over her body again. Staring up and down at Commander Jane Shephard. As if she was some sort of meat.

*cough cough* the commander makes a noise. “How much interest would you say you have in expeditions, space travel, and marine combat training?” She asks once again. This time in even more detail.

In all honestly. I had absolutely no interest whatsoever in any of the shut she does. If you asked me what her job was. I wouldn’t have the foggiest idea. Maybe I’d say she’s professional at getting my cock hard or something like that.

I’m really not kidding you when I say that you don’t understand how much I don’t give a shit about what she does. I wanted to join this crew so that I could look at her. And maybe perv on her in real life. I could imagine it now. Seeing the real Jane Shepard in all her glory naked in the shower.

Fuck. How much I wanted to see that. Which is why I really don’t wanna disappoint her. It would fucking kill me if I couldn’t get to work here. Because of this. I lied.

“Uhh well I do really like space travel. I uhh really like when space travels and stuff. Like I uhh galaxies are cool. Earth is probably the best star. Or asteroid uhh I think it’s an asteroid.” I was obviously completely lying through my teeth. It couldn’t be more obvious to the average person. Jane knew this too of course. But james couldn’t be too sure if she did.

*sigh* the massive piece of muscular sexy meat expresses. “I need you to be honest Rookie. I don’t take too well to liars you know?” The older woman says, Vaguely threatening me.”

"Yes commander." I reply. And For some weird reason this kind of half response from her really pisses me off for some reason.

I feel a bit of anger bubble up inside me. I mean. Who was this woman to speak to me like that? All she had was big tits and a fat ass, that's all she was good for.

I tried to formulate a better response. But in my head. All I was thinking about. was facefucking her like crazy, snot and spit smeared all over her face. The only noise somimg out of her stupid fucking cocksleeve throat. Being that of a glark glark glark sound of a throat being stretched, and I smiled at the thought.

With these passionate thoughts in my mind. I let them lead me. Instead of listening to that moral part of me. Which I just know is screaming at me right now. (If I even have a single moral bone in my body haha) I instead listen to that GLUK GLARK HLUK sound of her facecunt being **** in my head.

“Ughh well. Fine, if I’m being honest. I couldn’t give less of a shit about what you do. And I have no interest in space combat or…” i try thinking of the words that she said earlier. But could I just couldn’t quite remember them. So I decide to just make it up on the spot.

“Mario combat training? or whatever the fuck it’s called. The only interest I have in this place. Is you, your fat fucking titties, and that disgusting large ass.”

The last part was added in just to add the cherry on top when it comes to humiliating her position in the alliance.

“It’s so fucking mind-numblingly boring. I’d rather fucking kill myself than head any of it.” I finish it off with.

I try scanning her face for any signs of a reaction. But none come. I do feel that kind of disappointed and admittedly rude auro, wash away some what. Don’t get me wrong. She’s still threatening and absolutely terrifying. Albeit in a sexy and ‘I’m gonna make you cum in your pants. And then make you clean it up’ but not make me clean it up kinda way.

“Thank you James. That was what I was expecting. Good job. Rookie. I’ve gotta ask though. I always was asunder then impression that you were a very big “fan” of me. But apparently not?” The last sentence is said with a shy smile. Indicating that the words were simply a sarcastic joke.

“Oh no you’ve got that all wrong. Im not a fan. I’m just a fan of your huge fucking fit flesh and cute cock sucking lips. In actuality I don’t give a shut about you. And I think you’re fucking annoying and dumb.”

With my confidence soaring, I grown out as I gripe my own cock bulge. In such an obvious way. That it should be obvious. That it was intended with the point that it be seen by her.

“Ahh yeah that makes more sense. I was gonna say it would be very strange if someone as perverted and fucking creepy as you had any interest in my line of work. After all you’re not very intelligent.” She spoke aloud.

What The Fuck? Who did this butch think she was. Was she insulting me? Was she mocking me. Oddly enough I actually don’t think she is. While it seems obvious that she is. The way she said it. And the way her body language indicated. It feels like she means it in admiration. Weird!