Science

Ah a scientist… A typical assignment for Vulcan people. Normally your teachers from the academy would have told you to wear the blue uniform with pride but since Vulcans are famous for the lack of any emotion that could be considered an offence.

Instead they handed it to you and send you on the next best mission they could find. That was some years ago and now you are a fully-fledged Lieutenant commander with a Ph.D. in xenobiology and two semesters as guest professor at the academy, of course you hadn’t been that young when you joined Starfleet but by Vulcan standard you are still considered a young adult.

When news came that Captain Li requested you on board of USS Constitution you were… irritated. First of all many Captains still refused to take Vulcans on such long trips, because the regular crew sometimes feels uneasy around them. On the other hand it was understandable; you had much to offer, especially since the mission would explore a strange new world.

Sadly you had been on <vacation> on Vulcan when you got your order, of course you stopped your meditations immediately and departed from the monastery. Therefore you reached the Constitution just before she left space dock and came on board while still in your typical skin tight Vulcan cat suit…

[The shuttlecraft lifts off, and your thoughts turn to what awaits you. Still, you can't help notice two of the men nudging each other, pointing at you, and smiling knowingly.

In minutes you have docked with Constitution. The officer on deck greets you and orders you to your post in preparation for immediate departure.]

You try to tell that man that you still have no quarter and don’t know where to find your uniforms but he seems already thinking with his primary organ for reproduction and demands you to go to the bridge immediately.

On your way to the bridge you notice a lot of men trying to get to their posts, while only a few women seem to roam the corridors. This was interesting hence unusual and maybe you could do a statistic on that in the next days.

For now you are satisfied by reaching the bridge within an acceptable time frame.

On the other hand, if you have feelings, you would be surprised, because the majority of bridge officers are also male. Only Navigation seems to be in female hands and of course the Captain too is still a woman. Later you will find out that the Chief-Engineer is also a woman.

Helm, Weapons, Security, Medicine, Tactic, XO – all male.

Your outfit gives you a few curious looks but time is running out so the Captain just nods you to your station and asks for a little chat after the ship is on its course. Monitoring a ship on its way out of dry-dock is pretty boring, nonetheless you do your job and the crew is really professional so it doesn’t take that long.

Roughly half an hour later the USS Constitution is on its way to an unknown world and you are sitting on the other side of your Captain’s work desk. She is looking at you incredulously before finally asking her first question.

“Welcome on board Lieutenant Commander T’Pop. I notice you are a bit out of uniform though.” A hint of a smile is showing on her Asian face.

“I’m sorry Ma’am but there was no time to get to my quarters and so I had to wear my casual dress.” There is no sign of emotion on your face and you stand ramrod straight.

“Casual indeed. Anyway, I’ve to inform you that, like all new ships, this has some problems too. First of all the gender ratio. There are nearly 3 men on board for every woman, which is really unusual for a Starfleet vessel, but also 55 % of the crew are non-humans. We hope that this doesn’t lead to any interspecies problems. Oh and the… most bothering problem is the fact that no woman on this ship was able to get any panties on board. So all us girls are going <commando> on this mission.” Now she was grinning from ear to ear.

You study your Captain. She wears the standard Starfleet female gold command uniform – including that ultra-short skirt. Captain Li is already in her forties so wearing such a thing would be considered quite bravely by some people especially when her private parts could be seen every time she… moves.

“I suppose that means I too would have to go <commando>.”

“If you don’t have panties under that skin tight dress, then yes.” She shrugs.

You take a deep breath, because you don’t wear anything below that suit. “Then I suppose I go and shave myself.”

Captain Li starts laughing. “I know what you mean but now it feels nice to be walking in the wind.”

Humans really tend to irritate you and after a few more information about the ship and mission plus a few pleasantries you leave – a bit more wary then before.

As you walk through the corridors of your new post you notice many men passing you, their uniforms look extra tight – especially in crotch area. Maybe women aren’t the only ones with issues in their laundry. The few women you meet seem to be cautious when they move and all of them have not only short but very or ultra-short skirts.

A few minutes later you are in a turbo lift trying to finally reach the deck with your quarter when a female Lieutenant enters the lift. She wears red and seems to be a human of Latin origin, when she turns you can see the bottom of her butt cheeks.

For a few seconds you share the lift in silence before you finally have to ask her. “Excuse me Lieutenant but I think that your uniform is a bit too short.”

She looks at you a bit embarrassed. “I’m sorry Lieutenant Commander but most of my wardrobe didn’t reach this ship. In fact only bathing suits and a few other pieces of casual wear made it here. I had to lend my uniforms and… well; my… my butt… is a bit larger…”

“I understand.” You aren’t good with emotions but this woman is embarrassed so you don’t ask anything else. She leaves to decks after that and tries to pull her skirt down, a futile attempt. You see her butt rolling through the corridor.

Shortly after this encounter you stand in front of a mirror and look at yourself while you wear your new uniform. The best thing about that piece of textile is that it isn’t <quite> as short as that of the Captain or even that red Lieutenant from before, yet it is short enough that everybody can see your vulva and anus when you bend over. It’s even worse since it clings tightly to your body, especially because you are really well endowed when it comes to breasts. Your nipples are clearly visible below – even soft as they are.

The rest of your Vulcan casual wear made it to the ship so you wouldn’t have to go naked in your free time but they are not any less revealing…

So what are you going to do now? It’s still 12 hours to your next shift.

<I won’t have internet the next week but will continue this thread afterwards.>