U.S.S. ENTERPRISE NCC-1701-E

You can't believe your luck! The FLAGSHIP!!!! Captain Picard of all people! You rush to pack so you can hop into a shuttle to meet up with the ENTERPRISE.

When you get to the landing pads you see a sleek new shuttle. It has ENTERPRISE markings on her. She's a beauty. But not one you're familiar with. You look at your PADD.

*Order 18758: Deliver new Type-69 Shuttle to U.S.S. ENTERPRISE along with fellow Ensign Samantha Jones. Once there you are to report to duty officer.*

You see a cute Science Division Ensign looking at the shuttle. It's a specialty shuttle. Sleeping compartment with a single bath. A sitting area just behind the navigation and helm console. Meaning one will pilot while the other rests. No name on the shuttle as of yet. Just the markings for ENTERPRISE.

Sam smiles as you approach her.

Sam: "I hope you know how to fly. I'm not the best, I barely passed flight school. Had to sleep with the teacher even to get that. How'd you do in it?"

You remember Flight School was taught by a female Trill. You can't recall if she was joined or not. Doesn't matter. It's going to be a three day journey to the ENTERPRISE and you will probably find out along the way. Two Ensigns in a small shuttle, for three days, unsupervised and off duty the whole time (with the exception of checking auto-navigation)? With a companion who's female? And you just noticed is checking out your 'package' as you see all her lovely curves as well. You feel the uniform pants constrict on your member. Or did you just get hard again?

Sam coughs once and turns to enter. You notice she is swaying her ass just a bit more than decorum would normally allow. You enter as well and take the conn. Pre-flight complete and Ops has cleared you for liftoff and the traffic controller with a bit of a sly sound wishes you godspeed. Once cleared of Earth's gravitational pull you engage warp and set autonav to meet ENTERPRISE.

You swivel around and scope the interior. Same is unpacking. You can see her shapely form through the arch to the aft end. Which is the sleeping area. Two beds. Just big enough to fit 2 each if needed. Though would be very tight. To the left is the replicator. Right is the Head. It has a sonic shower, sink, and toilet with standard three seashells. Sam has opened the front of her uniform just enough you catch her cleavage. You again feel your uniform getting tighter. You figure what's the harm? You unzip the pants to allow the expansion. Sam's still unpacking and hasn't noticed.