Given a little time, yes.

"Anyways, enough of this motherfucking chit chat." The Helcion Captain declared. Her finger stabs out as quick as Centauran ash viper and pokes me hard in the left nipple. "Take a look at the grav engine and if you can't fix that shit and get this bucket of bolts running again back in the pod you go. Next wake up call is the auction block on Jafar, you dig?"

That really stung. The nipple is throbbing from the finger jab and quick glance down confirms the tortured teat has swollen erect.The Captain, and I have really big nipples. Hers may be covered by the ruanite catsuit, but the material fits like a second skin and conceals nothing. Even the cleft of her vagina is obvious, like a ripe peach beneath the skin tight black synthetic fabric. I may not have had opportunity to see my reflection yet, but if I was cloned from the Captain's DNA then looking at the Helcion is as good as looking in a mirror I guess. The coffee coloured Helcion has a figure I've heard described as hourglass. No idea what the hell an hourglass is or was, but she had curves in all the right places. Her face was fierce, but beautiful with lips that looked like she could suck start a Zetan battlecruiser. Judging her height compared to the furniture here in the med bay I'd guess she was around two metres tall, a regular amazon.

"Yeah, yeah I dig." I answered hastily, my hand coming up to my breast to massage the sore, stinging nipple.

Oh boy, I was not prepared for how sensitive these big teats were going to be. Rubbing the swollen pliant nipple sent jolts of delicious tingling coursing through my body and I felt unfamiliar muscles clench in my groin. There was an almost immediate heat and dampness in parts I had yet to come to terms with possessing and I hastily stopped rubbing the nipple before it distracted me.

I had been thinking furiously before getting sidetracked. Whatever the state of the grav drive it was in my interest to tell them I could fix it, even if it was fucked beyond repair. Staying out of the pod and torpor was number one priority. After that I'd just wing it and hope for a way out of this mess to present itself.

"Right then." I said, trying to sound professional and assured. "If you can get me some clothing I'll take a look at that drive."

"Pffft." The Captain snorted. "You don't need panties to look at the motherfucking drive. Momo will sort something out if you can fix it. This way sweetcheeks."

The Captain turned and strode off without turning back to check I was following. I of course scurried after her as she headed into the corridor and turned towards the aft and engineering. The Captain wore thigh high stiletto heeled boots over the black skintight catsuit and my gaze was inexorably drawn to her big round asscheeks jiggling with each step. It was only after we had walked a ways down the corridor that a thought occurred and I glanced back over my shoulder. Sure enough Momo, following behind me had her gaze rivetted to my own ass as I walked. The smaller Helcion was biting her lip and even drooling slightly with a dreamy look in her blue eyes. Seems the medical officer had a thing for her Captain, something I might be able to use as leverage now I looked like her twin.

We entered the engineering section and I stopped short and gave a low whistle as I saw the drive, or rather drives. The ship was fitted with twin drive engines, obviously top of the range even though I did not recognise the Zetan model. I quickly count the injector manifolds on one of the drives and did some quick arithmatic. This ship had a drive output equal to a top range military destroyer and with twin drives there was no way both should have gone down if properly maintained. I quickly located a toolkit fixed to the wall and crossed to the nearest drive and extracted one of the injectors. Plasma residue had gummed the injector up so bad it was jammed shut, if this was the case with the rest of the injectors then no wonder the safety override had taken the drives offline.

"Shit, when was the last time these injectors were purged?" I asked, turning the injector over in my hands and seeing just how badly it was fused closed. "I can fix this sure, but I'll need to pull every injector and ungunk this residue."

"Purged?" The Captain queries with a frown. "Won this rustbucket three months back. Ain't got no engineer yet so three months, maybe more since anyone touched the drive. Nobody said nothing to me about purging shit."

"Told you we should have read the manual." Momo chimed in smugly and earned a sour look from her Captain.

"Never mind the told you so's. You cruising for an ass bruising talking back to your Captain Momo?" The senior Helcion snapped. "How long is this purging gonna take bitch?"

"If you want both drives up and running one hundred percent a little over a week. Each injector needs to be pulled, most of the residue lasered off and what is left dissolved with hypersonics." I gave her an honest answer. No point lying when the truth was what I would have aimed for with a lie anyway. "If you are ok running on minimum power I could get one drive running at three quarters power in maybe three days. I could work on the second drive as we crawled wherever you want to go."