Mahmuna makes things better again

"Before I grant this wish, may I request the small favor of learning how to exit the ship? I-I've actually got some tower business I really must take care of for Master Jervale, so, if you could show me, I'll grant your wish and be on my way..." Mahmuna continued to back towards what they assumed was the teleporter as they spoke.

"Please first honor the Captain's request." The Haruka / FV combination urged the genie.

"Okay... By the power of the Reality Crystal... It is so!" the genie clapped both hands together powerfully and released another wave of pink fire over the two of them. "Now things will be made better once again! So, to be clear... just like with my previous wishes... things will be made better."

The captain looked behind herself anxiously, waiting to see what would change. She nearly jumped when she heard her ensign's voice again.

"Captain."

"Ensign Goshin? Or is it FV? Yes?"

"We have deduced that a more effective form of pleasure may be derived. Please hold tightly to the console in front of you."

"No! No more effective pleasure! That's an ooooh~!"

The ensign cupped her thumb to the captain's exposed asshole, then vigorously began rubbing her hands between the lips of the other woman's pussy, immediately releasing a lewd spray of droplets onto the floor of the bridge as she massaged. "By accessing Haruka's memories of surveillance footage previously uploaded into the Figurehead's databanks, we have determined that you derive a significant amount of pleasure from this activity. With an outside party administering themselves, it should be possible to up the efficiency even further. For now, we will continue to use the amount of moisture and the volume to determine how pleasurable you find the interaction." There were no longer any hiccups in the dialogue; it sounded as though Haruka and FV had managed to merge their consciousnesses somewhat, or perhaps just get on the same page, allowing them to cease their arguments.

"Aaah! Eeep! Y-You're driving me crazy! Why are you so good at this!?"

"From watching your technique, Captain Astara. But still, allow us to experiment somewhat." As the captain braced herself against the console, the former android used its free hand to lift up her top and cup one breast, massaging it thoroughly. "Better?"

"B-B-Better!"

The dual-soul android crouched down behind the captain, spread her legs wider, then began to use her tongue to caress the smooth surface of the captain's shaven pussy. The tongue caressed each lip teasingly, before slipping inside, with the robot's nose pressed against the woman's dripping wet sex. As the captain bucked her hips and squirted harder, making an utterly undignified face with her cheek pressed against the monitor, the android pulled their head back slightly. "Better?"

"Better! Better!!"

"Just a moment then, Captain." The former android, newly minted Asian beauty stepped over to the security' officer's console, then opened a small compartment beneath it. She set each item down one by one, before deciding on a security baton. "Are you a virgin, Captain Astara?"

"... Y-Yes... Space travel and duties don't leave much time for um... Why?"

"I felt the human emotion of 'curiosity.'" After answering, the captain gently rubbed the baton's tip against the captain's pussy for a moment, causing her lips to twitch, before inserting it slowly inside.

"Uwoooooahaha! Th-That's not meant to go in there!"

"We are all discovering a lot of new uses for technology today, aren't we, Captain? That was a human joke..." Ensign Goshin moved the baton back and forth quicker... Rebecca was already cumming fully onto the floor of the bridge, but by their earlier determined metrics, there was still further to go. "We should get you some water, Captain Astara. You are going to become dehydrated."

The captain weakly tried to protest that her ensign was the one making her that way, then shouted unintelligibly instead, burying her face in the computer screen before her as her body rocked back and forth with each jerk of the security baton. The intensity of the motion picked up more and more; the captain's peaked nipples brushed recklessly over the dangerous buttons and switches on the console Missing Memory had been eyeing earlier. With another errant press, a request to begin transmission had been sent to Command.

The holographic images of several military officials appeared, seated around a desk, just in front of the captain's chair. Ordinarily, they'd simply need to look at the occupant of said chair, Rebecca Astara. Instead, they were confused to find that no one had appeared. "Captain Rebecca Astara. We've assembled to receive your report. Are you on the bridge?" It didn't take long for them to recognize the captain's indignant sex-groans coming from further down the bridge. "Captain? Are you under attack?!"

The genie made her way up to the captain's chair, then smiled apologetically, pressing her fingers together. "Um... The captain is actually busy with her ensign right now. They're... How should I put it... They're healthy! They're um... Doing what healthy humans do..." The genie twiddled her thumbs.

"Well, I wish you would show us exactly what all of you are up to!"

"Uwawaaaa, wait! Um, please rephrase that! Th-They're the only ones who are up to anything!"

"Whoever you are, stranger, know that we have already engaged automatic return protocol on this ship. That is to say, this ship is on its way back to Earth's space. Know, furthermore, that we do consider you to be a part of any events that occur on the bridge of the Figurehead, until proven otherwise!"

Mahmuna sighed heavily, then clapped her hands above her head...