Command

Moving forward, you take a seat at the helm station. Pausing for a moment to go over the controls you notice they are similar yet subtly different from the shuttle controls you are used to piloting. Most notably, the gear shift apparatus towards the right of your console marked the tool to engage warp speeds. However, aside from that there appeared to be no difference between the helm controls of this ship and that of a small one man fighter. After a moment, you feel that you have a confident understanding of how to operate the ship. After all, you have piloted several shuttles and fighters at impulse speed; and since no ship can maneuver at warp it shouldn't be that big of a problem. But not for the first time you wonder why you were assigned as helmsman aboard a heavy cruiser when you haven't so much as piloted a frigate since the academy.

The rest of the morning isn't too eventful. Since the Constitution was docked in spaceport, there wasn't much for you to do. Throughout the morning new officers came and reported to the Captain as you did. Three officers above all however, caught your attention; first was the Vulcan Engineering officer T'Van. A tall and leggy six foot one beauty, T'Van was dressed in the standard women's skin-tight tunic and skirt uniform, only in red. Uncommon for a Vulcan, she had long black hair styled in a bob. Casting a curious glance, she had an average bust; you'd guess a B-cup if she wore a bra, but her best feature would have to be her shapely legs which seemed to take up more than half her height. You caught yourself wondering how good this engineer would be at keeping your engine in prime condition.

Second was the Andorian Navigator Yuna. Normally you didn't fancy Andorian women too much, with their blue skin, white hair and antennae; but there was something about this one that caught your attention. It could have been her smoky eyes or her sultry walk, or the fact that her gold tunic and skirt barely covered her round ass, but as she walked onto the bridge you had a hard time keeping your eyes on the helm controls and not the navigator. She was average height, about five seven or five eight with a nice C-cup bust and an equally nice smile. But her eyes drew you in with a seductive 'come-hither' look, and her ass simply would not quit.

Ultimately though, it was the Comm. Officer who really made your pants tight. Dressed in operations red, she was only five-foot-five but had a body to die for with a double D-cup natural bust, and toned legs displayed to perfection in her mini-skirt. Long blonde hair tied back in a straight pony-tail and bright sapphire blue eyes, with full pouty red lips; this linguist could work her tongue on you any day she wanted.

Eventually, all of the officers filled on board and took their stations. Will all systems showing green, the Captain gave the order to get underway. Minutes later the ship was at warp speed on her maiden voyage to Seanix Prime. The rest of your shift passes with nothing exciting happening and a few hours later, your shift was over and you were wondering what to do with yourself.