I arrived on the bridge and felt a wave of unfocused desire wash over me. It wasn't an unusual event by any means, and in fact was becoming more and more frequent. I could feel the sexual tension rising from everyone on the bridge - even the woman who emerged from the Captain's "ready room", who I could tell had recently satisfied her own needs, was still needful of the greater release that only the touch of another could supply.
"Set your course for that system," the Captain said to her helmsman. "And let's see if we can squeeze a little more warp out of those engines. The faster we can resupply, the better."
I remained silent, waiting at the lift. It is not my place to speak before my Master, and this woman they called Captain was Mistress of this vessel.
Eventually, she turned to see me. "Minya!" she said with surprise. I felt her needs rise at the sight of me. "What brings you to the bridge?"
"With humility, Mistress, I would ask something of you."
"Minya, I've told you before, please call me Captain."
"If it pleases you, Captain."
The Captain sighed - I sensed that she was becoming frustrated. I could hardly see how she could avoid it, since sexual frustration invariably leads to other forms. "What's on your mind, Minya?" the Captain asked when she regained her composure.
"It is something that I understand you prefer to discuss in private, Captain. It concerns the sexual well-being of the people on your ship."
The Captain sighed. "In my ready room, then," she agreed. As we walked across the bridge, I felt the eyes on my body, and instinctively lifted my breasts a trifle higher to give them all a better view. I could feel the Captain's needs more than anyone's, and they were painful. They only grew more so when we entered her small office and closed the door, leaving us alone together.
"Please make it quick," the Captain said.
"Captain," I said, "I am a sexual being. For as long as I can remember, I have been one who serves the senses, and relieves the mating need. Please understand that it is against every instinct I have to stand by and do nothing as the people around me burn with desire. I want to help them. I want to help you, Captain."
She squirmed in her seat. "Minya, I appreciate your concern, but sexual activity is not looked upon lightly by my people. It is a means of bonding closely, intimately... one to another..." Her eyes clouded for a moment before she came back to full alertness. "Some humans don't look at it that way, it's true, but many do. And so we must exercise restraint to avoid arousing feelings we don't want aroused."
"But they are already aroused," I insisted. "Forgive me, Mistress. I forget my place."
"Captain."
"Forgive me again, Captain."
The Captain sighed heavily. "Minya, I know you only want to help, but believe me, you're just making things worse. Every time you walk into a room, it sparks the kind of feelings we're all trying to repress."
"I know. I can feel them."
"Can't you change your shape, or something?"
"Not as long as this one is held desireable," I said. "I can change only in response to a sexual stimulus, or in the absence of one. But I cannot change against one."
"I know, Dr. Akria told me. I just wish there was something we could do about it."
"Only one thing can be done," I insisted. "These feelings, these urges. You must surrender to them. You must allow yourself to find comfort in another, and relieve your needs in this manner. Your own hand will not avail you much longer."
"I know," the Captain whispered, lost in thought.
I stepped close to her. "As Mistress of this ship, you must be clear of mind," I said. "I know this is a difficult time for you, as your mind is fogged with lust and you cannot think through the haze. Please, let me help you. It hurts me to hold back from helping all of you."
"No," she whispered, not daring to look at me.
"It is my calling," I whispered as I turned her face to look at me. "I cannot fight my own instincts, and you must not fight yours. I beg of you, Mistress, let me give you the pleasure of mating."
The Captain looked into my eyes, and a wave of animal lust washed over me, shaking me to the very core of my being.
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