"If our readings are correct, we did..."

"If our readings are correct, we did, by six minutes." Their version of Lieutenant Laura Bethan stated, her tone crisp and professional even though like most of their bridge crew she was completely nude, her oversize puffy areola and nipples like Turilain Vita-Gumies standing out over an inch from the general swell of her breasts. To say that I was not starting to feel my erection returning would be a flagrant lie. Oh, how I was envying my counterpart as he continued to fuck Ensign Trask into near unconsciousness. I had seen her stuff her hand into her mouth to stifle the moaning of an orgasm twice just while I was watching, and she looked close to a third, plus however many she'd had before the screen came on...

It was then that reason returned to Brevet-Captain Lance's eyes and she took things over again. "Ahem, yes. I also regret to inform you that we have already registered in our ship's logs that we have claimed this section of space in the name of the Imperium and, pending there being no contact from Imperial Authorities within the next seven galactic standard years, I will be declared Empress of a new Imperium and begin the standard practice of colonizing, integrating, and/or conquering this part of the galaxy. Again, per standard procedures you have the choice of either joining us, or we can seize your ship by **** and send anyone we capture through re-education procedures." Captain Jeri was appalled, as were we all, but it was an odd voice that gave us pause.

I would have thought that Ensign Linda would have been basically incapable of thought or volition right now, but she looked up just then and right into the captain's eyes. "Pleeease captain, weee're not whooo yoooou think we aaah-re, consider the oooooffer..." She said while moaning in ecstasy. Even as she said it Amasova flashed up a note on all our consoles.

"They just tight beamed us their files on Imperial History," it read.

"Brevet-Captain, we must take careful consideration of your offer, can you give us some time to confer?" Captain Lance asked, and her counterpart smiled. "Of course Captain, you have ten galactic standard hours, which I am pleased to note are the same between our two universes. Be advised however that you will be scanned continuously during that time and any attempt to go to warp, send a boarding party without permission, raise shields or arm weapons will, per standard protocol, be treated as an act of war against the Imperium. Brevet-Captain Lance of the I.S.S. Justice out," our captain's opposite number stated, and the feed was cut.