Standing beside the Twins in the dimly lit expanse of the incubation chamber you look up at a series of display projections hanging in the air and sink your mind into the ships vast biological databanks through the nano-jack behind your ear.
Before reluctantly leaving you again, First had asked you to list your desired changes to the two silent women but you hadn’t been able to resist the opportunity to try your hand at engineering the crews new female bodies yourself.
Much of the work is already done and you use the changes in Firsts new body as a template for the entire crew’s new forms. You don’t want them all to look like her, but the changes to her brain, nervous system and hormone glands are too successful to be ignored. You would see the same modifications incorporated into each and every member of this amazing spacecrafts female crew. The idea of an entire ship filled with inhumanly gorgeous cock-hungry women makes your monumental new cock quiver in anticipation.
The Twins watch as you outline your desires concerning the crews physical appearances. In truth you have little to add to the spectacular work they have accomplished up until now, no crew member you have seen so far has been anything less than stunningly beautiful in almost every physical feature but you do have one or two suggestions to make;
“…you all have the same type of breasts; in fact you all have exactly the same breasts! A 34 C cup, I can see from your records that you have used the same design in each body you have created so far.” You say bringing up a display showing several examples of identical sets of tits on different bodies.
“Our research on your planetary data network led us to conclude that this was the optimal shape and size of the female mammary.” The shorter twin says in a gentle but impassionate voice, “However, varying the size and shape of the crews mammary’s will not be a problem; there is not shortage of examples to work from.”
“Nothing saggy or flat. Also, I like them big so don’t be shy and don’t go any smaller than a 38DD.” you instruct the two of them reaching through the nano-jack to build a vague template on one of the displays, you had never been in a position to make demands on a woman’s appearance before and you aren’t about to waste this golden opportunity to make your wet dreams a reality.
“The changes to the brain and other smaller systems can be implemented immediately through directives given to the nanites already present in the crews physical forms. They represent minor changes in material mass.” Says the taller Twin in the same emotionless tone as her sister, “Conversely, any larger changes in mass will mean the subject must spend time in the bio-tanks or have a new form to be constructed altogether. We will commence work on it immediately, as per First’s command.”
You glance around at the countless tall cylindrical tanks that fill the muted space, many of which already hold vague shapes of women suspended in their murky liquid depths. You feel your cock hardening in eagerness as you turn your attention back to the 3D template of a female body before you on the holographic display and begin playing with its dimensions.
“Long hair and lashes, changes to skin pigmentation around the eyes and lips to bring out their features like make-up would do and varying heights between five feet and just over six but no taller than me.” You tell them warming to your work, “I like prominent butts and firm rounded hips but keep the bellies flat and the waists narrow, your work up until now in these areas has been excellent. Internally there are a few other changes I want you to make…”
You have radically altered the muscles within the templates vagina turning it into a constricted, rippling and massaging tunnel of flesh, perfect for your supreme carnal pleasure. You cautiously watch the Twins knowing that they were probably more familiar with the human body by now than any doctor on the Earth’s surface and could grow suspicious of such a change but you might as well have been trying to read the expressions on two planks of wood.
The smaller one just nods in acquiescence and turns away from you to work on her own displays as her sister pulls the viewpoint back to take in the entire 3D form again. Your cock is now straining against the small spandex shorts that First had given you to wear about the ship and in your horny state, you drink in the sight of the gorgeous Twins again; they were undeniably hot!
The contrast between them does nothing to cool your ardor. One tall and lean with short cropped brown hair and deeply tanned skin in her figure-hugging russet body-suit that leaves little to your imagination. The other shorter and rounder, though there is little fat on her delicious body, with creamy skin and long burnished curls flowing down the back her own white body-suit that shows of her full ass and delicate limbs to maximum effect. You lick your lips as your cock strains heroically against the stretch material of the small tight shorts.
“..and what changes have you made to your own bodies so far?” you ask with a hint of animal craving entering your voice.
“Our nanites are extending our nervous and endocrine systems as we work right now. The changes to our brains and body shape will have to wait until we have the down-time to make them properly.” Replies the taller sister without taking her eyes off of her display.
The pungency of your ever-present pheromones hangs thick in the air and you don’t miss the flaring of their nostrils as they work in close proximity to you. Leaning casually forward you peek surreptitiously at their perky ageless C-cup breasts, their nipples are clearly stiff beneath the thin fabric of their tight body-hugging outfits, so they weren’t as unreachable as they first appeared after-all…
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