Expedition Log Day 6:

The crew has stayed professional. The handful of us on board are discreet and taking care of our respective duties admirably. In less formalized terms, there’s only one on board with any real deep space experience. She’s a bit older and comes with her share of scarring both physically and verbally. The rest of us have a handful of expeditions between us but largely young, ambitious, and full of energy. It makes for evenings to be more pleasant, having people I can discuss things with.

Expedition Log Day 31:

After an arduous time which had me practically snarling at any of my colleagues for looking at me wrong, a chance encounter of catching our botanist masturbating in the dining hall early in the morning finally gave me the permission I didn’t know I was seeking. I rubbed one out. And then another. The relief was instantaneous. Only a few more months until our destination.

Expedition Log Day 64:

I believe onboard romances have begun. Or, I guess, flings? Red faces are more common if entering a room suddenly. I swear I can smell the scent of arousal in the air. We all know that the navigator and the defense coordinator are sleeping with each other after their raucous display accidentally turning on comms in the ready room. But I suspect that encounter led to others realizing — shit — what else is there to do? I mean, always plenty of upkeep.

Expedition Log Day 148:

I’m afraid I have no idea when or where we are going anymore. I can only write a few lines to document for archival purposes. Any who find this ship, know we died in bliss. We have devolved into utter fanatics of the body.

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Hi all, hopefully a fun and nerdy pressure chamber prompt! In a long jaunt through the still darkness of space, how does a crew pass the time? Happy to play a number of characters and I hope you’d be interested in that as well! Humans are not entirely necessary if you have aliens you wish to play as!

Some prompt response options if you want a bit more reasoning:

— Maybe there was an accident involving the growth of a new plant whose pollen was a heavy aphrodisiac, intoxicating any who would smell it into a state of depraved lust.

— Maybe an invading party enters the ship but they want something different from monetary treasures

— Or is this more of a traditional harem quest just in zero-gravity? One astronaut’s journey to conquer his female colleagues with his cock.

Turn-ons for me:

Curvaceousness, hypnosis, induced frenzy, cumplay, scent play, hairiness, switching power play, submitting to mommy doms, being a master dom, risky sex, public sex, did I say cum?, oral, cock worship, and much more!

Send me a chat if you’re interested with what you’re interested by and some of your kinks / interests / limits!