One Convenient Little Thing

Posted on Mon Feb 20th, 2023 @ 9:04pm by Captain Calypso Skyie & Lieutenant Rebecca McMillen
Edited on on Sun Mar 5th, 2023 @ 6:49am

Mission: Lower Decks
Location: Calypso Skyie's Quarters

Rebecca gave a squeak as she was plucked up, "Capt--" and there was the sound of thunder. A zipper. "C... cap?" she started, and then started to squirm a bit as she saw her destination. Massive mounds, and a bit between where she'd be .. oh fuck.

She'd squirm, she'd squeak, and then she was tucked into the depths. Hot, slick, sweaty flesh with a vague and distant hint of something flowery on either side of her, pinning her. Holding her. Trapping her. She squirmed a bit, then her world lifted up..... then dropped down. Lifted up... dropped down... dear god that was just Cally breathing! Her explanation was thunder from above, as the tiny scientist looks upward to see Calypso looking down at her from the sky, her face framed by the curves on either side of her. She squirmed slightly, unable to escape the searing heat, the sticky sweat, and the notion of where, exactly, she was.

Her face was so red, so embarrassed, so .... too much teasing on Cally's part, but Rebecca didn't demand to be removed. No matter how much these massive, massive weights pinned her.

Cally rolled her shoulders as she glanced down and took a deep breath, "Not suffocating in there?" She asked, but getting much of an answer, but that wasn't too surprising. "I um... Perhaps I should take you to your quarters, or mine? You... Might need a bit of a shower before I take you to see the doc? I just realized I need one myself!"

Up.... Down.... Up.... Down....

"N... no, no I'm.." Up.... Down.... Up.... Down.... "I'm a... alright." she squeaked. Up.... Down.... Up.... Down.... "Y... your's works. I can..." Up.... Down.... Up.... Down.... "I can just.... shower in your sink." Up.... Down.... Up.... Down.... Rebecca's breathing was short, nearly fully open mouth. Huff, huff...

"I'm fine." squeak, squeak from between massive, massive breasts. Up.... Down.... Up.... Down.... "Y.... you're fine. Fine..."

It was a couple minutes of mostly one-sided rambling from Cally, getting odd looks from some of the crew that she passed who didn't know that she had a little secret tucked down her shirt. When they finally got to her quarters, she was feeling rather perky. It was one of her own fetishes, that... A shiver ran down Calypso's spine, one that felt good. She again reached in and very gently picked up Rebecca in a cupped hand, bringing her up a ways, "Sorry about that, I really didn't think ahead."

Every step bounced Rebecca's world. Every breath squeezed her from both sides. Bounce bounce bounce SQUEEZE! Bounce bounce bounce SQUEEZE! Minutes passed, felt like hours in the hot depths of Cally's cleavage, buried and consumed by her massive breasts. The heat, the sweat, the motion. Bounce, bounce, bounce, SQUEEEEEEEZE!

She was scooped out, removed from the confines, and brought up to Cally's massive face. The tiny, tiny woman was a mess. Hair was matted and thrown, uniform was dark and damp in spots. Most of the spots. Heavy breathing, red as a beet but how much of it was from being boiled alive and how much was from hyper-embarrassment....

"T... .that. That was...." she paused, shaking her head. "T.... that gonna happen often?" she asked, exhausted...

"That's a good question." Cally mused for a moment, continuing walking towards the bathroom area, "If you're going to be carried wherever you go, we'd have to figure something else out, or else... Yes? I can do one better for when I take you to sickbay today, but... Other option is I get you a snorkel?" She gently placed Rebecca on the sink and began to strip out of the tennis outfit and tossing it in the corner.

Rebecca panted still in her hand, warm to the touch. Though would Cally even feel it. "Well, ummm... I mean... sure it was hot and cramped and tight and hot and slick and damp and salty and hot and ... hot and..." she paused, "It wasn't that bad." she said softly. "J... just warn me next time." she paused again.

"One better, eh? And a snorkel? Okay now I'm curious." and as Cally started to remove her tennis outfit, Rebecca took the hint, and remembered why she was here. Golly, if Cally was just up and stripping here... Rebecca still had the moved.

Slowly, she started to follow suit. A shower in the sink sounded nice about now.

For her part, Cally was fit and in great shape and had absolutely no shame in showing it off, "I'll have to replicate a uniform for you, I'm presuming it's in the system? As for a towel, um..." She paused there for just a few seconds, then reached for the skirt and ripped a two-inch swath from it. It wasn't going to be sweat-soaked like the shirt, "For now?"

Rebecca stacked her uniform and undergarments in a neat pile to the side, "Y... yeah it's, it's in the system under my files. As for a t... oh, oh dear that's... that's very generous of you." she offered, then paused and just stared. Admiring Cally's form. "Wow.." she said, looking skyward up to her looming captain.

"Okay, so I think we just broke like, seven protocols. But you know what, I won't tell if you won't." she offered. "Now, about that 'One Better' idea of yours?"

"Seven? It's early yet, today." Cally stretched automatically, not even thinking about it, "Ask around the ship, you'll find that people aren't typically here because they're the very best at what they do. We have far more than our share of recent Academy and Basic graduates, along with some officers and crew that other ships were very glad to be rid of, though I think I've weeded out the worst of them by this point. I figure if we can relax the rules a bit, it wouldn't be the worst thing ever. But I'm going to have more pockets here in a few minutes. I just feel lost without them."

Rebecca gave a nod of her little head, "I mean, it's worked so far. You and I went from business casual to me being tucked into your cleavage, so relaxing the rules seems to have worked well so far. Aside from the fact that I'm hot, and sweaty, and it's all your fault." she teased. "But, honestly, no rush on those pockets. At least, have all you want, but ..."

"I... I liked the accommodations." she admitted, her blush essentially burned in at this point. "Just, next time, I'm putting on a bathing suit. Didn't expect to get drenched." she giggled again. "Okay, so before you and I flirt ourselves to the bedroom, let's get washed up." the tiny woman turned and started to make her way to the sink. "Gonna make me slide down the sink? Cause I'm going to need your help getting out of it, you know?"

Cally couldn’t help but laugh, this one was going to be fun! How the logistics of any.. Extra-curricular activities could work would most certainly be interesting to figure out, but.. Down girl! “I’ll try to avoid putting you there after exercising, that’d help for sure. “Thank the Four that I have the rain setting in the sink, wouldn’t want you to get washed down the drain with a waterfall, no? And yes, I’ll definitely help you out after!”

Rebecca gave a giggle, "I'd appreciate not getting washed down the drain." she offered, before she made her way over to the sink and carefully made her way over the ledge of Cally's sink and slid her way down the smooth edge, but stayed out from under the spout for the moment. "Okay, so, think you can help with the flow?" she offered, pointing upwards. "And, as long as the stopper is open a bit I'm not going to fall down the drain. I'm not THAT small." She giggled.

Cally leaned over the sink, using as much precision as she could to adjust the flow and the temperature, “How hot do you like it? I don’t want to boil you like a mini lobster, but I don’t want you becoming an ice cube either.”

Rebecca held her hand out under the rain flow, "You know, usually I love a nice hot shower but after being broiled alive by the girls, maybe a little cooler than usual will work." she teased, considering it was THE GIRLS that were on display and looming overhead.... eventually, she gave a nod, "Right here, perfect!" she called up to the looming Cally. "Absolutely perfect. Now go go, come get me when you're done." she giggled again. This was going to be an AMAZING posting.