Uniform update and improve the ship

You leave the two officers to plan the rest of their secret mission. It sounds pretty dangerous, you don’t think the ship is up to it. USS Green is a refit of the old Intrepid class from Earth starfleet: an antique. Yes you could snap your fingers and make the ship indestructible but you’re tired of the out of date equipment and the cramped conditions. Time to re-model. Snap. The Green is now Starfleet’s first Excelsior class, roughly 20 years before NCC 2000 is scheduled to launch. You could have chosen any ship, from any time or place, but an Excelsior class just feels right.

You spot a couple of your cremates walking along the corridor towards you: a Deltan woman and a Human man. Neither seem to have noticed they’re suddenly standing on a completely different ship. Not that this couple would, they’re shamelessly flirting with each other, you doubt they would notice if they got blown into space. A surge of jealousy runs through you. Doesn’t that man know all the women on this ship are yours? Finger snap. Suddenly you’re the only male crewmember on the ship. The Deltan whore is suddenly on her own and doesn’t bat an eyelid. You call her over.

“Can I help you crewman?” She asks in that weird/sexy robot-like voice all Deltan women have.

“Suck my dick”

“I’m on my way to my duty shift in engineering…”

“Did I Stutter?”

You didn’t bother getting dressed after fucking the captian and the commodore, the nameless Deltan kneels down and swallows your meat torpedo. As her head bobs back and forth on your meaty pole you wonder what else you could improve around here…

Uniforms. The uniforms of your era are a design classic but perhaps you could add more variety. Finger snap. Women in Starfleet now have a choice of uniform: original sauce or what can best be described as Japanese school swimsuit in Starfleet colours. No one has any problems with wearing this, it's just a regular uniform after all and as you walk about the ship later you see a good mix of classic uniforms and your new handiwork. The Deltan sucking your cock is now sporting one of the new uniforms, a fine choice if you do say so yourself.

Attitude. Your encounter in the captain's quarters was good but a little soulless. Finger snap. You can still fuck anyone you want wherever you want but now the women you get to know will be aware of what is happening. They can't stop you and neither can anyone else but from now on they might be a little more willing to narrate what's happening to them, give you feedback on your performance or even voice their discomfort.

The Deltan stops sucking for a moment and looks up at you "Ugh, I can't believe I'm sucking some random crewman's cock right outside the captain's quarters" She pumps your meat with her hand as she smirks at you.

"Believe it bitch" you **** her head back on your pole, your tip hits the back of her robo-throat and you fuck her face into a jizzy mess. You blow your load on her face and order her not to clean it off.

That's it for improvements, time to explore the new ship.

"You, robo-slut. You work in engineering? Take me there".