Too weird, try another environment

The world blurs before your eyes and you find yourself - falling!

Except you aren't. The ground isn't coming any closer. You're hanging in space, with no clear sensation of up or down.

Looking around, you see that you're in an environment of computers, screens, knobs, levers, controls of all types in a steel framework. Turning further around, you discover a picture window. The view outside the window is astonishing - a vivid blue and white section of a sphere. The Earth from space! You're in orbit!

You don't know how the simulator is making you feel like there's no gravity, but for the moment you don't care. You experimentally push off a wall and zoom through the cabin, tumbling over and over in freefall until you reach the other side and push off again. Damn, they could sell the simulator based on this experience alone!

"Vhat is this? Vhy are you flyink around zee cabin like some kind of lunatic?"

You turn to the source of the voice. From the round door in the "ceiling" (you've arbitrarily chosen which way is up or down, since you can't feel it) you see a pair of legs descending. And descending. Those legs go on longer than any legs have the right to do.

The woman attached to the legs emerges into the cabin, all six feet of her, her raven black hair dancing wildly in the zero-gravity environment. Her eyes catch your attention next - dark, almost black, with an unreal intensity. Her figure is positively Amazonian, with a narrow waist, ample hips, and breasts that would put a Valkyrie to shame. She's dressed in a tight one-piece uniform, black with a red belt. Above her right breast is an embroidered name badge that reads "Vasilia."

Her hard expression softens after a moment. "Vell, there is no harm done, I suppose," she says in a thick Russian accent. "Ve have nothink to do for two hours until zee supply ship docks. And it has been just zee two of us for so long, I imagine you might vant some time alone, da?"

Despite her own words, Vasilia doesn't make as if to leave, but rather drifts closer to you. "Just zee two of us," she repeats. "I know ve have not gotten along vell, and it is perhaps my fault. I did not vant there to be... complications. But I am lonely... very lonely..."

The Russian goddess zips down the front of her flight suit, drifting slowly closer and closer to you. "You have been vatching me, I know this," she whispers. "Is this vhat you have been vanting to see?"

Her top falls apart at the center, revealing a glorious pair of breasts that... well, it's one thing to say that a woman's tits defy gravity, and quite another to see them actually do it.

"Make love to me," Vasilia whispers softly. She pulls her long, shapely legs from the flightsuit and lets it float away. "Fuck me..."