The Starship needs a Captain. You.

You can´t believe your luck. On the Colonial Starship, you had to compete with other alpha males for the favors of these incredible women... despite of the great number of them that crowded the large ship. Now, you are the only men and five of the most beautiful, busty women, as in your most unreal, wet dreams are staring you with eager eyes, awaiting your words with curiosity. In fact, you don´t want to say anything that could breach the charms of you and the busty, beauty alpha females close to you. Your eyes roam over their voluptuous bodies, admiring as their clingy, pink coveralls outline their amazing boobs, their rounded buttocks. In a word, their godlike bodies...bodies that you could see in their entire nude splendor sliding down the front zippers of their attires.

your arms under your chest, in a pose of confident, with a warm smile on your lips, you finally speak to them.

“Well...ladies. As far as I am the only man here...in this small ship, I think I am the captain of your. And, due to this ship has only two cabins, I will take one of them and you will share the other in hot bunking. But don´t worry about that. Only four of you will share it. My Chief Officer will share with me my cabin...and bunk bed.”.-Into my own blue coverall, my cock begins to throb in anticipation.

“Should I choose one of them, taking advantage of my rank or should I make a competition between them”-. You think, while the busty bimbos in front of you look each other with an expression of surprise on their beauty faces.

“If all of us collaborate freely, we will arrive to our destiny alive!”.-You add, anxious to know which one of that busty goddess will share your bunk tonight.