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All the new ships in the fleet didn't exactly make life easier for Admiral Maya.

She handled it well, and never showed any sign of the stress she felt. Not publicly at any rate.

Once the day was done however, and she retired to her Admiral's quarters aboard the Excalibur, Maya gave a heavy yawn as she stretched and began to strip for bed. She concealed her stress to everyone else, but to her devoted husband Tom, who was seated on the enormous bed, smelling strongly of Karen, it was blatantly obvious.

Maya finished stripping and lay down next to him on the bed.

Tom put an arm around her gently, and asked in his caring way; "Stressed, my love?"

"Shure 'nuff hun." Maya said. " S' all these new ships, an' the timeline we got. We're gonna be hard pressed t' git all the weapons upgraded, fore Tina an' the other eggheads complete the trajector. Gonna have t' work round the clock an' even then we'll be cuttin it close."

"We'll manage somehow, we always do." Tom said. "Besides, I know just what my girl needs to wash away all the stresses of command." Tom climbs over her as he says it, but before Maya could move her tail in preparation for sex Tom starts to rub her belly instead.

Maya kicks her leg out enjoying the strangely good sensation, and in the process ends up banging on the bulkhead making do much noise it can be heard throughout the next deck down.

Tom was right about one thing however, it certainly helped melt away the stresses of the day, and soon they were both fast asleep in eachother's arms.

............

The next morning before breakfast, in the showers, Belle confronted Maya, saying, "I don't know what position you and Tom were doing it in last night, but nobody on our deck got any sleep for all the noise you were making.

"Ain't what y' thank, lieutenant, we wadn' doin' anythin' lahk that."

"Yeah right." Belle said "I suppose you're going to tell me he was just scratching you above your tail thin?"

"Somethin' lahk that." Maya said. "Lahk Ah said, 's hard t' explain."

"Well I certainly had fun yesterday." Karen remarked. "While you were busy with fleet matters, I had the pleasure of Tom and Hank at the same time."

"Yeah Ah know." Maya said. "Tom was covered in yer scent when we went t' bed las' night."

She slapped Karen's rump playfully, then added, "No worries princess, Ah ain't jealous, Ah jus wish Ah'd got in on that."

"Yeah I can imagine." Karen said. "Coordinating the fleet as you were doing....I do not envy that at all."

"Yer one a' the few who could manage it Ah reckon." Maya said.

"Thank you for the vote of confidence, but I have no desire to find out."

"No worries, Ah'm jus startin t' come in t' Heat, s' once Ah git bred Ah won' be due till 'bout a month after we deal with X if'n all goes s' planned." Maya replied.

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Mens showers.....

"Dad you still smell like Karen." Tom Jr told his father.

"I think its so cool the way you and dad share eachother's alpha bitches." Jack, one of Hank's sons added.

"Yeah, you're so lucky." Tom Jr said. "My girl wants me all to herself."

"That's to be expected, son." Tom said. "I know you love her, but if you wanted a canine relationship, you should have fallen for a canine girl."

"Its not that, its just...it takes some getting used to." Tom Jr replied.

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girls' shower...........

"Mmm...Gods! Maya!, that feels nice." Karen commented at the sensation of soothing hot water hitting her canine anus and running down her bitch-stripe before trickling over her little fortune cookie. "Ow H-hey what are you doing?"

"Yer so dirty, princess." Maya said, working the shower enema nozzle back and forth to stimulate Karen to let loose as she spoke. "S' wonderfully dirty, Ah love it, but mos' folks 'spect a princess t' be nahse an' clean."

The pressure building up along with Maya working the nozzle back and forth made Karen need to shit so bad she could not hold it any longer, and she finally let loose, expelling a torrent of dirty water, and scatlogs that were fairly thick for her size as quickly as the water flowed in. the constant inflow and outflow had her little canine anus fully agape as a result.

"You want to make a dirty movie for the fleet I take it?" Karen asked.

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said. "They got a lot a' men an' women in stir 's bin watchin the same old porn s' much 's borin, s' we're gonna give 'em somethin new.." Maya pulled the nozzle out of Karen's butt as the spaniel was now expelling clean clear water. Then Maya stuck the noxxle up her own butt and turned around, offering control of the nozzle to Karen as she said, "Now y' do me, work it good an' shove yer hand in t' help, keep at it till iAh'm shittin clean water.... then we'll go t' mah cabin an' git started."

Karen diid as Maya asked. She formed a cone shape with the fingers and thumb or her right hand, and shoved it up the kuvasz' huge canine shithole alongside the shower nozzle easily and set about her work. Maya relaxed completely, letting out a flood of dirty water and a few huge hard marbles and giving her a lot of room to work.

Nonetheless, knowing how backed up Maya always was as a result of megacolon, and given Maya's size, Karen knew it would be a lot of messy work to get her nice and clean. Nonetheless she was determined to see it through.

Maya was on her hands and knees, and sort of half-squatting and Karen had her arm shoulder-deep up Maya's butt, working to wash the huge cement-hard scatlogs out using the shower-enema nozzle.

The flow of water had long since washed Karen's mess down the drains and into the sewage recycling systems, but Maya's huge hard logs would certainly never fit. The janitorial crew would have to take care of it, of course.

After what felt like an eternity, Maya finally began to expel clear water, and Karen withdrew her arm along with the shower-enema nozzle, and proceeded to scrub herself clean while Maya finished up.

After that, they both conditioned their fur, rinsed off, then shook off like ferals would, before finally making use of the fur driers and finally getting dressed.

They made their way to Maya's cabin after that, and while Maya set up the webcam, and called the bridge to have Erika set up a fleetwide comm link, Karen got the toybox from under the bed, and proceeded to take out several things they'd need, canine strapons, one small and one huge canine anal speculum, both lighted, of course, so the camera could see deep inside, urethral toys, teat nipple clips, and all manner of kinky things.

On the fleetwide webcam chat, Maya said; "People a' the fleet, Ah know how much y'all need sum new material t' paw yerselves to, s' here ya go. The Admiral an' her cabin girl, The queen an' the princess a' the fleet, completely uncensored, an' streamin' live. Rated Extreme."

She left it at that, and joined Karen on the bed. then she promptly pushed Karen's knees up to her chest, lubed up the small lighted speculum, and gently slid it all the way up the spaniel's butt before slowly opening it as wide as it would go. Maya moved aside allowing Karen to hold her legs up and give the fleet a nice view of the inside of her butt, as well as the outside, her bitch-stripe, and puffy little perfect canine vulva, meanwhile Maya positioned herself similarly, and worked to insert her own speculum.

It was a lot harder having to go by feel to do it to herself, but soon enough Maya was lying next to Karen, knees pulled up to her chest, giving the fleet a similar, and much larger view.

They held this position for a good five minutes, then Karen climbed on top of Maya, and proceeded to suckle her teats while rubbing their canine vulvas together with their anal speculums still locked in place fully open..

Thanks to the size difference, Karen was able to penetrate Maya's canine vulva slightly with her own in the process, and in doing so the little bit of spaniel fluff fur extending from the narrow tip of her vulva tickled Maya's clit as they rubbed their Honeypies together.

Due to the size of Maya's clit, the friction as they ground their honeypies together forced it into Karen's little (Y) vulva as well, and in doing so their clits rubbed together in such a manner they were both happily wagging their tails, and breathing heavily from the pure pleasure.

Karen continued to suckle, but Mayawas very vocal, panting like crazy with her tongue out to one side, and begging for more. Karen was more than happy to deliver.

Maya had the sound turned down, so the fleet watching would not interrupt their lovemaking, but the mic gain was on maximum so while she and Karen could not hear the fleet, everyone watching the live feed could clearly hear her and Karen's pleasure.

Unfortunately not everyone was getting the show they expected. Due to Tom Jr and Hank's son Jack tampering with security cameras in the girls' bathroom for obvious reasons, the crews of the Lee and the Jackson were instead treated to the sights and sounds of May on the toilet, and Tom giving her a passionate cunnilumpkin for about half an hour before Erika got the comms issue sorted out. The boys had been intending to catch Molly in the bathroom as she was always so prissy she was careful not to be seen doing so. Ultimately Kayla who was in command at the moment, left their punishment up to Maya, aside from confining them to their cabins until Maya was avalible to punish them. Molly wanted to make the boys eat soap, of course.

By this point, Karen and Maya had climaxed together many times, flooding eachother's honeypies with their lovejuices. Karen flooded Maya without spilling a drop every time, while Maya squirted with such a flood that the pressure alone forced some of it inside Karen's Honeypie, and due to the size difference making for a poor seal between them, it also soaked the spaniel's inner thighs, lowermost teats, and ran down her bitch stripe where some of it found its way into the speculum holding her canine anus open as well.

Gods! Karen, Yer s' wonderful." Maya praised after coming down from her tenth climax. She caressed Karen's ears lovingly as she spoke. "If'n 's possible, Ah'd have yer puppies, mah sweet little princess."

"Actually, it is." Karen informed, her brilliant intellect recovering quickly. "Doc Natalie can combine the nuclei from our ova, sort of like cloning, except using mature ova rather than ''blank ova and epithelial cells.'' She paused a moment, then, "But you will be carrying them if we do."

"Shure 'nuff." Maya replied. "soon's possible sound good?"

"I am not looking forward to the transanal microneedle procedure to retrieve the ova, but ywe." Karen said. "It was bad enough the first time when I did it to help her develop the serum for the boys, but anything for you, Admiral."

"Ah ain't lookin forward t' that part a' it either, but it'll be worth it." Maya agreed.

They said little after that, as they curled into a sort of 69 position, though due to her size Maya was curled up while Karen was lying mostly straight. Maya really loved getting to look up Karen's butt and enjoy her anal scent from the speculum holding it open, while she worked her thick dexterous canine tongue deep in the spaniel's perfect little (Y) vulva.

Karen took a moment to look through the huge speculum up Maya's butt. It was big enough to squeeze through if she wanted, but for now she just inhaled deeply Maya's divine anal scent, then withdrew and stuck her head deep in the Kuvasz's huge (Y) vulva. SHe used her hands to spread the (Y) so she could breathe, and alternated betwwen working her tongue in as deep as she could, probing Maya's pisshole, and suckling her clit, all the while giving muffled yips of pleasure as Maya continued her own tonguework as well.

It didn't tske long before they had tongued eachother to another mutual climax, and then Maya showed Karen off, using Tom's cellphone as a wireless webcam, as she pointed out the spaniel's ten teats, then gave a closeup of her little (Y) vulva, and speculum-stretched open canine anus. then she activated the phone's flashlight so the camera could see inside the speculum and commented how pink and healthy Karen's butt looked inside whilst showing everyone how clean she was.

Maya then handed the phone to Karen, and assumed the position on her back with her legs upraised so Karen could show her off similarly. When she got to the butt part, Karen stuck her arm inside, phone and all, through the speculum, and commented that while everything looked pink and healthy, Maya, in fact, had congenital megacolon, and it was rare to see her so clean inside.

After that, Karen proceeded to give Maya a very sensual massage, for which the Kuvasz was very grateful. her delighted moans and relaxed expression told it all. Tough as she was, the Admiral really needed this massage.

To Maya's delight, Karen had picked up every technique from that relaxation spa they'd visited on the LGD Enlightenment planet several years ago, and put it to use now. She knew she could be VERY rough with Maya, and put all her strength into kneading the Admiral's powerful muscles as she worked.

The passionate sex was relaxation enough, but with this too, Maya felt truly relaxed. For that brief moment, as the beautiful spaniel worked and kneaded her weary battle-scarred muscles, even the burden of command melted away. it was a perfect moment, the two of them alone, and not an Xian in sight.

When Karen finally finished, Maya did her best to return the favor. Her rough calloused hands were not accustomed to such delicate work, but nonetheless she did her best, all the while constantly reminding herself to be gentle even when Karen asked her to press harder. When Karen was finally as relaxed as Maya, they moved on to the next act.

THe speculums already being in place, lent itself well to things to come.

Maya started by filling Karen's butt with whipped cream, passionfruit syrup, and a cherry on top, amking the opened speculum look like a fancy icecream, and then proceeded to eat it all out.

Then Karen reciprocated, filling Maya's butt with whipped cream, licorice syrup, and a strawberry on top.

She did her best to eat it out but naturally she could not eat it all, and ended up feeding Maya a muzzleful at a time so it didn't get wasted.

They never played food games with their honeypies due to the bacteria risk inherant in anything sugary, but anal foodplay was one of the many kinks they shared.

Maya did not particularly care for the aftereffects however. the fruit and candy smell interfering with her natural anal scent for a while afterwards that is.

In contrast however, Karen loved that food play like this made her flatulence smell like passionfruit for the rest of the day.

Next they took turns applying nipple clips, and spreading eachother's (Y) vulvas with canine vaginal speculums and then urethral sounding eachother to climax.

After that, they took turns with a canine strap-on. They removed their anal speculums first, and then Maya knotted Karen first vaginally then anally with the inflatable canine strap-on. Each time they turned butt to butt for a proper tie, and Karen's rear was held high in the air due to Maya's size despite Maya spreading her legs and squatting down as much as she could.

Karen felt a bit of discomfort at her vaginal sphincter, and then her canine anal ring supporting half her weight like that, but the pleasure she felt was more than worth it.

After that, Karen mounted Maya first vaginally and then anally, wearing a massive canine strap-on that was nearly as long as she was tall (from waist to tip of muzzle). the back end of it was a short stubby fake baculum with a spaniel sized knot to fit her own Honeypie properly as it was custom crafted for spaniel / kuvasz interbreed mating. Maya squatted as low as she could, but Karen still had to raise up on the tips of her canine toes to hit the angle right for vaginal, and Maya had to lie down flat on her belly for anal. Karen thought about using Tom's bucket to reach easier, but in the heat of the moment (and her own building estrus as both she and Maya were starting) she had decided to just make do without it.

When they finally uncoupled for the fourth time, Karen said; "You know that relaxation center Laci runs? I made us both an appointment starting about half an hour from now. I have a supply cart ''borrowed '' from the work crews we can drive down to deck 21 (entire deck allocated to recreation center) to make it on time, and with all the work going on it is not like either of us will get another chance anytime soon."

"Yknow Ah aint in t' all that stuff hun." Maya said. "Ah meditate, shure, what enlightened bitch don't, but Ah don' need footpad treatments, tailhole glossin' 'er soakin in a hot tub a' lustral water, an if'n Ah need mah colon professionally cleansed Ah go see Doc Natalie."

"You need this as much as I do, Maya." Karen said. "I love you as much as I love Hank, and given the stress I'm under to get all this done I can only imagine what its like for you."

"Alrahght, anythin fer you, hun." Maya said. "S' what'd ya got us down fer?"

"My usual treatment." Karen said. "All of the above, plus nipple ahd Honeypie moisturizing treatments, a fur trim, a custom meal of the freshest meat and aged cheese from the ship's livestock farm deck (formerly cargo bay 6), fresh bones to clean our teeth on, guided meditation, an hour in the steam room, and then a dip in the pool followed by a sensual massage under the artificial sunlight."

"How long?" Maya asked.

"Two days." Karen replied. "If I'm away any longer I'll be too overworked sorting out the mess Holly and Jason make of my finely tuned transporters to have time for our planned procedure."

"If'n Ah'm gone more'n a few hours the fleet'll be in chaos." Maya rebuffed.

"Kayla and Tom can hold it together. Besides, I dont care how tough you are, everyone has a breaking point. Think about how much worse off we'll be if you reach yours at a critical moment because of the accumulated stress."

"Alrahght, let's go, but Ah'm drivin." Maya said.

"Not this time." Karen rebuffed. "Your relaxation starts now. like Persephone said back at the LGD planet, you need to relax more. Besides I know you have a ''lead foot'' as Tom calls it, and speeding through the ship at over 850kph, dodging crewmen in the corridors and threading the needle through doorways and hatches is not my idea of relaxing."

"Fair enuff." Maya agreed.

They got dressed, and Maya followed Karen out into the corridor where the supply cart was waiting.

Maya climbed into the passenger seat and fastened her belt, while Karen did likewise taking the driver's seat.

Karen started the Deuterium turbine engine, shifted into forwards on the CVT, and slowly applied throttle as she eased the clutch out. The cart accelerated smoothly, and Karen leveled off the throttle holding around 80kph and making sure all the warning lights were working. It was a good half hour drive down to deck 21 at this speed, but at least they were on their way. The open frame of the cart, save for the roll cage and windshield meant they got to enjoy the wind whipping through their fur, and despite being the same artificially produced atmosphere they were accustomed to, it was almost like being in a busy city on some planet, in a way. There were other utility transport carts out and about ferrying workers and supplies around to the jobs at hand, but most of the corridor traffic was pedestrain in nature.

At last Karen parked the cart on Deck 21, and they headed into the relaxation center. Laci met them in the reception area, and checked her datapad before saying, "The deluxe treatment for both of you then?"

"Yes." Karen said before Maya could answer.

"Alright." Laci said, then she spoke into her communicator quietly before adding "someone will be with you shortly.

It wasn't long before two crewmen who worked here part time, a great pyrenees nurse from sick bay, and a very athletic looking bermese mountain dog fighter pilot bitch came to lead them away. Neither were wearing much , only a collar with their rank, and a belt with a clip for a communicator, so it was little surprise both Maya and Karen let their eyes wander.

The crewmen led Maya and Karen down a long corridor where many crewmen, both workers of the facility and not, were similarly attired. Karen knew to recognize the workers by a little yellow pip on their collars alongside their rank insignias, while without actually looking at a duty roster, Maya could only guess who were workers by their actions. There was, they both noted, a light scent of bacon in the air, which Karen explained was a form of incense to aid in relaxation.

The crewmen led them to a unisex changing room where Karen prompted Maya to strip, as she proceeded to do the same. It was not like Maya had any sort of inhibitions about nudity, quite the opposite, in fact, but nonetheless Karen was quick to point out that the whole idea was to completely cut loose, and shrug off the burdens of everyday life for a time. Karen's daughter Grace, and Maya's sister Ashley were both present, already fully nude, as was a collie bitch, Rena, Maxine's little Sheltie boy, Sam, a big muscular newfoundland boy, and several others both male and female.

"Hi mom." Grace said, thinking nothing of seeing Karen nude, or of Karen seeing her nude either. They shared a mother-daughter hug, and then the younger spaniel added "I see you finally convinced Aunt Maya to join us for once."

"I can be very persuasive." Karen said, flashing Maya a seductive look.

"Y'all here fer a Deluxe too, 'er what?" Maya asked.

"I am." Grace said.

Me too." Rena agreed.

Several others nodded affirmingly.

"Not me, Ah'm jus here fer a basic one nighter." Ashley said. "Jus' a soak, massage, an' pawpad treatment."

Not long after that, a male malamute, and a female blue-tick coonhound whom Karen identified as workers led Maya, Karen, Grace, Belle, and many others out of the changing room and into the first of many treatment rooms.

The workers went about their buisness, and Karen gave Maya a gentle goose, nudging the huge kuvasz toward a pair of padded tables resembling Sick Bay exam beds. She directed Maya to the one where a sleek toned Springer bitch stood waiting. "Jasmine has very skilled hands." she told Maya quietly, then called out "I'll take the other one today, Jasmine, give the Admiral your best."

The springer bitch nodded in reply, motioning for Maya to lie face down on the ''table'' which she then lowered to the perfect height using the hydraulics.

Karen took the table next to it, where a slightly chubby golden retriever girl was just finishing her work with a rough collie. She'd never had Ezra before, so she couldn't comment as to the golden retriever's skill, but Kayla had said she was good. Then again Kayla was a bit of a masochist, so it was hard to say if it meant anything. At any rate she knew what to expect, while it would be a surprise for Maya.

Maya heard the snap of a bottle cap, snd then her sensitive nose picked up a gentle hint of lavender and tea tree oil, and then heard the springer girl rubbing her hands together. A second later she felt the girl's hands, cool with the massaging oil begin to knead the powerful muscles of her back.

"Ahhh Gods! Thats it...."Oooh s' nice!" Maya commented as the sexy springer worked her 'magic fingers' in all the right ways. Her hands felt strong despite her size, and yet at the same time as delicate as a newborn pup's.

"This is your first time I take it, Miss Dawn." Jasmine said in her naturally sensual voice. "Lady Karen told me your true surname, Admiral. I hope you do not mind." Her voice was naturally syrupy seductive, like Karen's, only in a different tone with different inflections.

"Jus' don' go callin me 'yer highness' an it's fahne." Maya said. "Ah may be a' noble blood, but 's far's ah'm concerned Ah'm jus' a soldier a' fortune an' that's all Ah ever wanna be."

"No problem Maya. Do you mind if I drop rank for social niceties? Everyone does in here?" Jasmine asked.

"Mmmm n-no 's Ahhh fahne." Maya said, relishing how good it was feeling. The little Springer spaniel really was a master masseuss it seemed.

It was interesting to note that Jasmine had referred to Karen as ''lady Karen'', as having inherited ownership of AMD, she was every bit as wealthy as Admiral Maya was right after an extremely well paying contract, if not moreso. She couldn't ''settle'' anywhere even if she wanted to, which she didn't, because joining the Aces means you're in for life, but she did own the huge AMD Mansion, having aquired it when Hank divorced Selena, but while she was one of the few crewmen who actually owned a physical home other than a cabin on Excalibur, there was no place she'd rather be than right here, sailing the stars with Maya and everyone she cared about.

Despite being a little chubby, the golden retriever Ezra had very skilled hands as well. Karen's words of praise mixed with pleasuresounds were a testament to that, as was the fact that Karen's short fancy tail was wagging as hard as Maya's. Of course Ezra didn't get the sort of fluffy flogging Jasmine was getting since Karen's tail was so short, but nonetheless she could see Karen was really enjoying her work.

"Mmm you can press harder than that." Karen informed Ezra. "Ahhh yes...a little harder though."

Ezra did her best to comply.

"Perfect." Karen said. "Just like that."

She wondered if the chubby golden retriever had noticed her little canine anus quivering from the pleasure she felt, but reasoned it would be hard not to notice. She couldn't help it, the massage felt so good, and on top of her building Heat, well....it was only natural some of that pleasure was felt sexual unintentionally.

Maya lazily glanced about the room as Jasmine continued to massage her battlescarred muscles. She was surprised to see her daughter April, who looked more human than canine, aside from her (Y) and canine anus, getting a massage from a strong looking border collie, though it hardly mattered. The recreation center was technically open to anyone, but as it was custom tailored to canine biology it was unusual to see bare skin like this.

Of course the whole reason this relaxation center existed was the nature of their current mission. The fact the expanse was uncharted, meant that the likelyhood of finding suitable planets for shore-leave was low, and the chances of finding one with recreational facilities that suited their needs extremely slim. That was why Laci had proposed opening this relaxation center on what was otherwise an unoccupied deck that hadn't been used since Maya's mother was in command, and why Maya had instantly approved the proposal as well.

Noticing Maya's wandering eyes, Jasmine commented. "We get smoothskins -er I mean humans occasionally, though their social inhibitions make it rare, and usually the few we get just come in for a massage or a swim."

"Ahhh Yeah Ah reckon so." Maya said. "Mahght be gittin more with all the new ships though. "Course captain Jim a' the CSS Lee proposed settin' up a human centered recreation facility on deck 23, but havin' two separate ones'd jus be a further drain on resources."

"I suppose so." Jasmine said. "But forget work for now. Just relax."

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said.

Another ten minutes of Jasmine working Maya's tension away, and she was finally starting to /really/ relax. Not just her body, as the good feeling had done that already, but her mind as well. To put it in terms her tactically oriented thinking fit well, she ''lowered her shields'', and let it show how much she was enjoying things, rather than wearing the same old stone-faced expression she was so fond of showing publicly. Karen, Tom, and a select few others knew Maya had this ''softer'' side she only showed in private, of course, but this is the first time anyone outside her inner circle of most trusted command staff had seen it.

Around the same time, Jasmine introduced Kia, her little corgi coworker, just as Maya felt an oily fluffball land in the middle of her back.

Kia /Wasn't/" Pregnant, but as her job called for it, she took Prolactin to keep her teats puffy and full of milk at all times. She also wore her canine nails long, especially on her footpaws, so they worked pinpricks like a needle-roller as she alternated between stamping about, and rubbing Maya down with her puffy teats.

While Kia did her thing, Jasmine moved to the other end of the table and began to work Maya's pawpads with massage oil as well.

Glancing over, Maya noticed the golden retriever working on Karen had enlisted the help of a little yorkie bitch to give Karen the same treatment. She didn't catch the girl's name as she was enjoying her massage too much to pay close attention, however.

Having emptied one bottle of rubbing oil already, Jasmine got another from a bedside table, and commented "Gods! Maya, Your pawpads are the roughest, and driest I have seen. They already soaked up one bottle of oil. How long has it been since you last had them done?"

"Maw used t' rub lotion in 'em when Ah's a pup." Maya said. "Other'n that Ah stepped in a puddle a' turbine oil in fighter maintence last week, but that's bout it."

Curiously, the collie working on April had enlisted the help of a tiny pocket spaniel. Maya would have expected a sheltie, but April didn't seem to mind at any rate.

Maya heard the familiar snap of rubber gloves, but it was not what she expected. She had thought Jasmine had given up and was moving on to glossing her canine anus, but instead she felt the mild abrasive friction against her pawpads. Rather than medical gloves as she had though, the springer spaniel had instead put on abrasive gloves, coated in a fine grain molybdenum-steel powder that made them effectively very fine grit emery cloth.

"Sorry about the texture, Maya." Jasmine said. "I know it tickles, but your pads are so dry they need this."

"Yeah Ah reckon so." Maya replied. "Reckon mah footpaw nails need work too."

"That is an understatement." Jasmine agreed.

Karen was very glad to see Maya getting into the spirit of things, and actually pointing out that her nails needed attention rather than waiting for Jasmine to comment on it. She was relatively sure Maya would be back in the same sort of mess a few months from now, but that was to be expected. Getting Maya to relax like this was one thing. trying to get her to look after cosmetic things more than a simple shower, was like trying to convince a bomb not to explode, however.

Half an hour of scrubbing to the point Jasmine was panting with exhaustion later, the sexy springer was finally satisfied Maya's pawpads were done, and at last set to work using a dremel-like tool to cut and grind away the broken and cracked portions of her nails, before trimming them to proper length and giving them a good once-over with a polishing wheel. then she set about applying a coat of liquid protien based sealant to keep them healthy.

All the while Kia had worked her way down Maya's back, and was now working on her rumpcheeks and the backs of her thighs. It was slow work, given Maya's size, but the little corgi got plenty of excercise running through the ship's air ducts to make repairs quickly, so she still had plenty of energy left.

Next, Jasmine put on her rubber gloves and Maya felt her cool slick fingers invade her canine anus to apply the first of the gloss treatments. It felt good, expecally due to her building Heat, and she could easily see how non canines would mistake this for something sexual, but of course it was strictly routine.

When Jasmine withdrew her hands and disposed of her gloves, she commented " Ok turn over, the first round of glossing is done. You will need another treatment later after your soak, and again in the morning after your colon cleanse though.

Maya did as Jasmine instructed, and while Kia climbed atop her to rub down Maya's teats with her own, Jasmine put on fresh gloves and began to work moisturizing gel into the flesh of Maya's huge swollen (Y) vulva.

Both the nipple to nipple rubbing, and the way Jasmine worked her Honeypie would likely be seen by non canines as something sexual, but nothing could be further from the truth.

Jasmine joked that people would hardly recognize Maya when they were done, and Maya suggested Karen should let Callie know what was going on, to avoid a false alarm putting the fleet on alert.

"I already took care of that." Karen remarked, similarly rolling over as Maya had done. "You don't have anything to worry about. just enjoy the moment."

"Thanks hun." Maya replied.

When Jasmine had finished, and Kia had massaged each of Maya's teats, moisturizing the nipples with a mix of massage oil and her own milk, she moved on to Maya's head, and proceeded to do the same for her large canine nose. Jasmine gave Maya a pair of goggles for this, to keep milk and massage oil out of her eyes, and then, much too soon for Maya why was really enjoying the entire treatment, it was over.

Maya followed Karen and several others to another room, where they slipped into a large hot-tub filled with lustral water, and maintained at a perfect body temperature of 101.3. the air in the room was maintained at 101.3 as well, with gravity reduced to 1/2 of Earth, or 1/3 of ship standard as Excalibur normally had slightly higher than Earth gravity. As Karen explained it was designed to mimic being in the womb, complete with the gentle sound of a canine heartbeat piped in through underwater speakers for full effect. There were a lot of people of various breeds, both male and female in their tub, and the many others in the room, but there was plenty of room to spare.

"She serious 'bout that?" Maya asked Karen. "Ah mean, 's it lahk?"

"It is not like sick bay." Karen said. "Wlell, part of it is, except that its antibacterial solution we get flushed out with, but after that once every last speck of dirt is out we get repeatedly filled and drained with red meat, cheese, and fat based probiotics, and finally flushed with a solution of purified water and gentle moisturizers to finish with."

Seema lahk a waste a' tahme, but anythin fer you hun." Maya said.

Their conversation was cut short as breathing masks dropped from the ceiling, and workers wearing similar maksks instructed everyone put them on. Moments later, the hatch was sealed, and as Karen explained would happen, the room was entirely flooded with 101.3 degree lustral water, which would later be recycled back into the main system as everything always was. Excalibur's recycling system was nearly one hundred percent effecient-or rather it would be, but like everything else that system too was showing its age, necessitating water to be gathered from planets more often than would have normally been the case. Once fully immersed, the low gravity combined with the water did indeed make it feel very relaxing. Maya couldn't remember what it felt like being inside her mother, so she couldn't say if it really felt like that, but she could certainly see why people described it as simulating that effect.

It was impossible to judge time in such an environment, but that was part of the design. It was meant to be so relaxing minutes seemed like seconds, and hours like minutes. Maya hadn't seen the sign-up forms, so she didn't have even a vague idea on the time, and while Karen knew it could run anywhaere from 30 minutes to 4 hours, she also knew from experience it was never the same time twice.

In the dim relaxing lighting, and refractive effect of the water, they had both failed to notice the diminutive little guest from the new CSS Jefferson Davis in the room with them. THe masks had made scent identification impossible as well, so it was only when the water finally drained away, and the workers brought them all peanut crackers with liver flavoring that the girl's reaction had drawn attention to herself.

While everyone else thoroughly enjoyed their treat, the girl immediately spat hers out remarking "yuck what was that?" in a strange Kentucky accent.

Turning to see what all the fuss was about, Maya saw the little blonde haired human amongst all the other canines in the room. She was more surprised by her size, roughly 3ft tall than her species however, as Jasmine had mentioned they got the occasional human visitor. Maya hadn't realized humans had a 'pocket' breed.

"You are supposed to eat that to help you relax." Karen informed the girl. It is also an appetizer for the meal to come."

"Didn' know y'all had a pocket breed." Maya added. "Ah didn' see ya on mah tour, but anyway, Ah'm Admiral Maya, welcome t' the fleet."

"We prefer the term 'little people' but at least you didn't call me a midget." the girl said. "Its a groth hormone deficiency that causes it. Anyway I'm Alexa, science officer of the CSS Jefferson Davis. Glad to meet you, Admiral. Although I have to admit I'm surprised to see the Admiral of the fleet in here."

"S' Karen's idea." Maya said. Y' here fer the deluxe too?"

"No, just a soak and a massage." Alexa replied. "I might go for a swim too or catch some artificial sun though. As for the soak, it was nice but if you're trying to mimic what I think you are, it was too warm, and the heartbeat sounded odd."

"It is tailored to our physiology." Karen said. "Our body temperature is warmer than yours."

"I reckon that explains it then." Alexa said.

"Nice meeting you, Alexa." Karen said. "Maybe we'll see eachother again at the pool later."

"Yeah maybe." Alexa said. "So what do I do for a towel?"

"We jus' do this." Maya said. "Watch yer eyes!" She waited a moment until the diminutive human had shielded her eyes, then she and Karen, like everyone else in the room proceeded to shake the water from their fur as a feral dog would do.

"No, I meant...to use as a bathrobe. And which way is the massage room?" Alexa said.

"We jus' don' worry bout it." Maya said. "There's nothin' sexual 'bout it, 's jus a relaxation spa.

"Second door on your right." Karen said, "And ask for Jasmine. she has the best massage skills of everyone I have tried."

With that, she grabbed the huge kuvasz about her thick right wrist, and led her away toward another room.

This was the dining area, which mimiced the finest Canine restaraunt, where they would soon gorge themselves until ''ticked'' -that is their bellies resembled a large bloated tick- on fresh red meat from the farm deck, and the most aged cheese they made aboard ship., as well as chewing thick bones to clean their teeth which is precicely what they did as soon as their Saluki bitch waiter had seated them at a table for two, and brought the bones while they waited on the meal to come.

The room was noisy, to put it mildly, but with so many canines cleaning their teeth it was to be expected.

This, as Karen noted seeing Maya's huge pearly whites as they both chewed the thick femurs, was something Maya hadn't neglected. Given how Maya's pads and nails had been, Karen had half-expected Maya's teeth to be similarly crusted, but she was pleased to be wrong for once.

The ease with which Maya's powerful jaws cracked the femur to get at the marrow within also brought back the memory of when Maya had saved her from her abusive father, and spirited her away to Excalibur.

Karen had difficulty with that part herself, despite that the bones had been sized appropriately for each of them. She still managed it eventually, but nonetheless she had to wonder how many skulls or ribcages Maya had crushed on the battlefield, to crack the bone with suce ease like that.

It wasn't a question of strength alone. Sure, Maya's jaws were powerful, but the bones were sized according to breed, and for her size, Karen's were equally well developed.

At any rate it wasn't long after that until the first massive tray of meat and cheese arrived. Premium cuts of beef sirloin steak, warmed to body temperature, but otherwise totally raw. While they both loved the fried foods of the Mess Hall, getting fresh meat like this was truly a gourmet treat. It was the reason fried foods were considered a 'staple' food, while only the finest restaraunts served meat as it was meant to be, totally fresh and unmolested like this.

The meat and cheese were both cut long, designed to be eaten from both ends, to meet in the middle and ''food-share'' the last bit of each. This particular part was a couple's thing. a romantic addition that went along with the ''table for two'' reservation they had. Most others around them recieved their meat and cheese in thick wide cuts instead.

It was a coarse cut, which made the meat tough to chew, and the cheese was very stringy.

It was difficult to compare the lioness-milk cheese manufactured aboard ship to earth cheeses, but it wouldn't be too far off to say it had a consistency similar to mozzarella, but much more potent flavor, almost like a combination of Muenster and Extra Sharp Cheddar in that regard. It was very greasy as well.

Each time they met in the middle, they shared a passionate kiss, in the process of swapping one partially chewed end of the last bite of meat or cheese for the other.

The live performance of Canine opera accompanied the meal, performed by the restaraunt manager who walked about from table to table as she performed, encouraging diners to join in as she went.

Some people opted out and simply kept eating, others joined in but remained seated, but Maya and Karen were among the few who actually stood up, tossed their heads back, and really got into it the way the manager did.

When they finally finished eating, (and the manager measured their bellies to verify they were sufficiently ''ticked), the manager commented they were her best customers, and they both had excellent voices for canine opera.

Next Karen led Maya to the simulated sunlight ''beach'' by the huge pool. There was ''sand'' made from unusable bits of recycled control crystals, which worked like the real thing, beach chairs/towels to stretch out on, and even an ocean ambiance created by artificial scents, and sounds. They were both too full at the moment to want to swim, so they stretched out on their backs next to eachother, on a large beach towel big enough for two, and accounting for Maya's size, and soaked up the artificial sunlight.

Maya didn't see Alexa among the ''beach'' goers or those swimming yet, but that was hardly surprising, as she knew from experience how easy it was to lose oneself in a good relaxing massage. She figured it would only be a matter of time before Alexa found her way here, but at any rate, the ''sun'' felt good warming her thick double-coat fur.

"Shure is nice gettin' t' stretch out lahk this." Maya said.

"Yeah, it feels wonderful soaking up the ''sun'' without ever having to leave our home sailing the stars." Karen agreed. "But sharing it with you like this...that makes it paradise."

"Shure nuff." Maya agreed.

A very toned spaniel boy Maya immediately recognized as one of Hank and Karen's sons approached them with a drink cart asking if they wanted any refreshments.

"Canid whiskey, Neat." Maya replied. "Not very adventurous Ah know, but Ah never was one fer mixed drinks."

"What about you mom? You want the same?" the boy asked.

"Not this early in the day." Karen said. "Get me a Kentucky bourbon in pink lemonade on ice"

The boy replied affirmingly, poured their drinks, and then continued his rounds.

They both lapped their drinks in natural canine fashion, and it wasn't long before they had another ''visitor''.

This time it was a pair of rough collies, male and female, who proceeded to rub down their bellies, the exposed flesh of their teats, inner thighs, noses, and honeypies with sunning oil. Like everything else, there was nothing sexual about it, despite that smelling Maya and Karen's building Heat had the male's ''pink lipstick'' poking out of his sheath a bit, and the female wet enough both Maya and Karen could smell her arousal.

"Sorry Admiral its a natural reaction." the male remarked as he worked.

"Ah know that better'n anybody, don' worry 'bout it." Maya assured.

"Yeah." Karen agreed. "Its a normal bodily function. A natural reaction to our estrus pheremones."

"Should have brought your mates to make it more fun." the girl suggested.

"Our boys are busy in our absence." Karen replied. "Besides, Maya and I are mates as well, and we are here as such."

"Yeah." Maya said. "Ah reckon Tom an' Hank'll need a run through this place tahme we git back though. Ah 'magine they got their hands full raght now."

"Actually I made Hank do it last month. Naturally Tom went with him." Karen said. "Given how much they seemed to enjoy it I doubt either would hesitate to come here when they need it."

"Ah's wonderin why Tom's bin more energetic 'n usual in bed lately." Maya remarked. "Course Ah made him stick t' anal ever sense Ah started t' swell, hopin Doc Natalie found a way fer me t' have yer puppies."

"Same here." Karen said. "I went for a ovulation test the day they both had me in every hole to make sure I was not ovulating yet, and after that it has been anal only."

Karen mentioned she noticed Alexa stretched out in a beach chair, sipping some kind of mixed drink -by tipping the bowl-like cup as it was meant to be lapped-, and then after that they just lay there in silence, enjoying the sun, and the two collies tending to them applying more sunning oil as needed.

Alexa was surprised the little yorkie tending to her did so by using her teats to apply the sunning oil, as it seemed like a very intimate act. She only knew it wasn't meant to be sexual, because Jasmine had explained as much when the little corgi Kia began to assist with her massage earlier.

Despite being from the ''Doghumper state", as Kentucky had the highest zoophile population in the Confederacy, she had never really considered herself a zoophile. Now though it was impossible not to get aroused by the way the little yorkie worked the sunning oil everywhere. It was further so due to her lack of fur meaning her attendant had to oil her entire face as well. One thing about it though, in spite of all its canine peculiarities, Excalibur's recreation spa was certainly very relaxing. When she got back to the Jefferson Davis, she would be recommending her friends attend as well.

After a couple more drinks, and several dozen oil treatments, Maya and Karen finally felt their bellies had gone down enough to enjoy a good swim. The pool was very busy, but it was also huge, made to mimic the ocean, complete with gentle ''waves'' created by low power massaging jets for added effect. The water was cool, but it was maintained at the proper temperature to be optimally refreshing.

The water tasted salty if you got it in your muzzle, but that was due to a precise mix of minerals also designed to both make it taste like seawater, but also gently cleanse and rejuvenate flesh and fur as well.

FOr a time, Maya would paddle out a good distance from ''shore'' with Karen riding on her back, then they would separate and ''race'' eachother back to shore. Maya's size was both a help and a hinderance in that regard. Her powerful muscles gave her an advantage in lasting power, but her thick double coat and large body also created drag slowing her down.

Karen could cut through the water more easily, but her smaller size also meant she had less muscle to work with.

To use an engineering analogy, Maya had more 'low-end torque' and could sustain top speed longer, but Karen had higher overall top speed. As such, they usually came up aboout even each time.

They kept this up for a bit, getting a good cardio workout, and then once they were both panting nice and hard, they just lazily swam about relaxing and catching their breath.

They made occasional idle conversation with other swimmers over the next half hour or so, then climbed out, shook their fur dry, and stretched out in the ''sun'' to finish drying off. It was also an opportunity to lie on their bellies and feel the ''sun'' on their backs as well.

Back out in the corridor, Karen saw Alexa asking Laci for a brocure with sign-up forms to show her friends, but paid her little attention. Karen led Maya to the next stop in the facility, which was a huge room used for group meditation, reminiscant of the temple back on the LGD planet, complete with (Y) vulva mats to sit on.

They joined a small group of various breeds on the least-occupied of the mats, and Maya noted the ''priestess' guiding their group was a maremma sheepdog bitch who's regular job was blacksmithing for Engineering, and making moonshine for recreation and for sick bay to use as antiseptic.

Despite that, she did her job well, gently guiding Maya and Karen's group into deep meditation, and after a predetermined ammount of time, gently guiding them back down. That was very important, as being ''startled'' out of deep meditation was never a good thing.

After that, it was back to the massage room for another tailhole-gloss treatment and nipple/Honeypie moisturizing, and then Karen took Maya to the bar. It was more of a high-class nightclub really, rather than the sort of Saloon Maya would normally visit. Very clean, and very fancy.

Karen ordered Canid whiskey, Neat for her first drink, and followed with various fancy mixed drinks, while Maya stuck with Canid whiskey, Neat every time.

"Trying to drink something away" the chubby labrador bartender asked. "Forgive me for prying, but I think the last thing we need is for the Admiral of the fleet to start walking around stone-drunk all the time."

"Naw, 's jus' a nightcap." Maya replied honestly. "Ah'm a big girl, s' takes a lot t' git me the rahgt dose."

"That explains it then." The bartender agreed. "But if you do want to get something off your chest, well that's why I'm here. A good bartender knows how to listen."

"Actu'lly there is one thang troublin me." Maya said. "What we're about t' do.... I know 's gotta be done, but when Ah give that order t' make the Planet X uninhabitable..."

"You feel bad about all the native animals that will be casualties of this war." The bartender reasoned.

"S' lahk when yer in the trenches on some rock, an' the enemy sends a kid runnin yer way with a grenade up their ass...Y' pull the trigger. Gods know Ah done it enuff tahmes... Y' do what ya gotta do. S' somethin Ah aint proud a' doin, t' say the least." Maya said.

"It seems to me you've answered your own question." the bartender said. "I don't pretend to know what that burden is like, but as you said, you do what you have to.'

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said.

After another drink, Maya and Karen finallt left the bar, and retired to their private suite where they made passionate love before snuggling up close and going to bed for the night.

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The next morning Maya and Karen had both overslept. Instead of being out of bed by 06:00, they slept until one of the workers, a red and white husky bitch knocked on their door at 09:45

Maya was still stretching and rubbing the sleep from her eyes, when Karen answered the door.

"Good morning Miss Leddoux, Miss Dawn, please come with me." the husky said when Karen opened the door.

"Shure 'nuff." Maya grumbled, still half asleep as she rolled out of bed and lumbered over next to Karen.

The husky bitch led them down a long corridor, and into a huge comfortably lit room with various plants and lots of other decorations, along with medical equipment. Many people were present on the medical tables, lying comfortably on their backs, feet suspended in stirrups, with tubes coming out of them and devices attached to their ears which seemed to project some kind of holographic environment in front of their eyes.

Right this way." the husky said. "Number 412 and 414 (411 and 413 were across from them as the tables were arranged in rows of odd, even, odd, even numbers.) Side by side as you requested miss Leddoux."

"Perfect." Karen said, then to Maya. "The earpieces project a temple-like environment that encourages you to meditate, as the more you relax the easier the procedure goes."

"Makes sense." Maya said.

"Alright, Miss Dawn, Miss Leddoux, on the tables and put your feet in the stirrups so I can take your temperatures." the husky said. Maya heard the familiar snap of rubber gloves as she and Karen did as the husky asked, and a moment later she felt something hard and slick invade her canine anus.

"Gods! that's cold." Karen remarked, and Maya knew she had recieved the same treatment.

Finally the husky removed the thermometers, commenting : "That's normal, ok, you two can relax, someone will be with you shortly to start the procedure."

As it turns out, Maya's ''witch-doctor'' was a snoody poodle bitch who had dropped out of Natalie's medical school because of gross things, oddly enough, and due to what medical training she had recieved her name was on the list when Laci proposed this place to Maya. Add the fact that the poodle had tried ot ''out princess'' Molly, Molly whines about it to Maya, and the poodle gets stuck doing colonics simple as that.

Karen's ''witch-doctor'' on the other hand was a retired nurse from sick bay. She was a very gentle and caring dalmatian girl who actually /enjoyed/ performing colonics rather than being stuck with the job as the poodle was.

To that end it came as little surprise, the poodle ''forgot'' to wait for the numbing lube to work before ramming the huge nozzle up Maya's ass as hard as she could, (sized appropriately of course), overinflated the balloons and started the machine. She half expected Maya to cuss her out, or cry out in pain, but all the huge kuvasz did was grit her teeth and wait for it to pass.

The dalmatian on the other hand tested by gently prodding Karen's canine anus with her fingertips and looking to see when the sphincter muscle gaped open from being totally numbed, before slowly and gently inserting the appropriately sized nozzle, gently inflating the balloons while tugging the nozzle so as to only inflate then as much as was necessary and not cause discomfort. Then she made sure Karen had the ear device on and activated before finally starting the machine.

Maya activated her ear device at this point, as the pain of the poodle's rough treatment had subsided, and soon both she and Karen joined the others in the room in deep meditation, while the machines did their thing.

It was a ''closed'' system, so there were no distracting smells. all ''outflow'' went directly into the waste recycling system, and aside from the faint bacon inscence, the only smells were natural clean canine bodyscents.

The dalmatian girl doing Karen was more thorough about it, but both workers rubbed their patient's bellies appropriately during each step of the process. The machines themselves were automated, so each cycle progressed without need of action by the operators.

Several hours later when it was finally over, Karen and Maya went to join many others in a steam room where they relaxed for an hour feeling both very hungry and very rejuvenated. They were also a bit lighter as well. Maya by a good eighty pounds which wasnt surprising given her medical condition, but Karen was about 1.2 lbs lighter as well.

Maya was surprised that Karen saw any benefit from the procedure, given that she didn't have megacolon, and regularly attended these facilities, but numbers didn't lie.

Next they were led into a public shower where workers gave them both the royal treatment, scrubbing and conditioning their fur, doing their glands for them instead of them doing eachothers as was normally the case, and drying them off when they finished shaking.

Another meal at the ''restaraunt" followed.

After that, Laci tended to them personally, giving them each a proper trim rather than the simple rough cut Maya usually got, followed by a long and thorough brushing and fur-styling treatment.

Following that it was back to the massage room, for another massage, honeypie/nipple moisturizing, pawpad treatment, and tailhole glossing.

After that they turned in for the night, making passionate love before going to bed.

.......

Maya and Karen had a final massage, moisturizing, pad treatement and tailhole glossing the next morning,

By 0800 they were on the bridge. Just in time to check in before breakfast.

"Admiral on the bridge!" Tom shouted, suddenly perking up as he vacated the much too large for him command chair. "And don't you two lovegoddesses look absolutely divine!"

"Thanks hun...Gods y' look rough." Maya replied, noticing the bags under his eyes. "Yer relieved fer now, take the mornin' off an' go git sum sleep."

"Yes ma'am!" Tom replied, turning to leave the bridge.

"And tell Holly that transporter room better be exactly as I left it." Karen said.

Her voice startled Hank awake, who'd been snoozing at the tactical console, as Callie was busy with her pups. He didn't look much better than Tom, but at least he had caught a nap.

"Sure thing, sexy." Tom replied.

"You look even more beautiful than usual this morning honey." Hank told Karen. "But who is the imposter wearing Maya's clothes, and why is she jiggling your rump?"

"That's Admiral Maya." Karen said. "Its really her she just got all fancied up."

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said. "Go on, take the mornin off too. Karen kin cover yer shift an' sort the transporter room out later after lunch."

"Thanks Admiral, and I must say you look stunning. I just never knew your fur could shine like that." Hank replied.

With that, he and Tom left, as Maya and Karen took their seats.

The bridge crew were all in varying states of tireness but none so bad as Tom and Hank had been. They could still perform their duties safely, but Maya reasoned the last two days must have been really tough on all of them.

"Status report!" Maya ordered.

"Construction of the trajector device is a little behind scedule, but Engineering reports we should still be ready to go by the end of the week." Kayla said.

"Fleetwide upgrades are going well, but we will be pushing it to meet Engineering's deadline." Erika said from her comm station. "There was an altercation aboard the CSS Stuart, and the chief engineer is refusing to give our engineers access to critical systems."

"Who's on the Stuart?" Maya asked. "An' what's the nature a' the problem?"

"Third Engineering specialist Serenity, Ma'am." Erika replied. "And apparently the chief engineer doesn't like huskies. Says you cant trust them, something about their ice blue eyes I think."

"Open a channel, s' git this over with."

"Done ma'am." Erika said, and the bridge of the Stuart appeared on screen an instant later.

"Captain it appears we got a problem, one a' yer officers's preventin mah Engineers from completin essential work." Maya said. " S' critical mah Engineers be allowed t' finish bah the end a' the week."

"You look well this morning Admiral, and yes I am aware. " the captain said. " Our chief engineer has a strange fear as a result of a traumatic experience when he was younger ma'am. Would it be possible to send another Engineer. He spoke highly of Karen after the engineering conference last week."

"Unfortunately I have my hands full with preparations on Excalibur." Karen spoke up. "I can ask if my daughter Grace would swap duties with Serenity though. She is working on the Buckner, and their chief Engineer is not so picky."

"That satisfy yer Engineer, captain?" Maya asked.

"Yes, Admiral, Thank you." The captain said. "One more thing." He held up a chessboard as he spoke. "Your husband and I were playing last night over comms, when he wakes up tell him I owe him a beer."

"Shure 'nuff, captain. Excalibur out." Maya motioned for Erika to close the channel, and the screen went black before returning to its normal window function.

"Nothing new to report on sensors ma'am." Larry who was filling in for Molly on sensors announced, as Molly was busy with her babies.

"Security shows a report of Tom Jr, and Jack being confined to quarters for tampering with the girls' bathroom securit cameras, other than that, tactical/security is clear." Karen announced.

"I filed that report." Kayla said.

"Tell security t' let 'em out, an' have 'em brought t' the bridge. Ah'll handle this." Maya said.

"Yes ma'am." Karen replied.

"Fuel report ma'am." A young ensign said, handing Maya a datapad.

While Maya was reading it, she added " I also have a requisition form for a delivery of acetylene for the work crews, and a request from the chief medical officer of the Louisiana for a bottle of Canid Whiskey to use as antiseptic and mild anesthetic."

Maya signed the fuel report, then looked over the others and signed them as well.

She had really enjoyed her relaxation, but now it was time to get back to buisness as usual. there was a lot of work to be done, and a short time to do it.