Lt. James Gordon had stepped into the transporter on Starbase 55 and appeared on the USS Korvan as a woman. Now he was stuck in the body of a 19 year old red head on the way to study a Dyson Sphere.
Jamie woke the next morning and for a moment was slightly confused as to why there was a woman in bed with him. Then the memories of the previous day came flooding back. He was trapped in the body of a woman. The woman next to him, still sleeping, was the ships counselor and was responsible for helping him adjust to his new role as Jamie. Jamie rolled over and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was 0610 hours ship time. Jamie had a little over three hours until Commander Burton arrived to take him; no Jamie had to think of himself as a woman he thought, her to a meeting with her team.
She slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom. James had always showered in the morning, but Jamie had showered the night before. Looking around the bathroom she noticed that the shower could be used for both sonic and water showers. Jamie's face lit up at the thought of such luxury. Stripping off her tap pants and camisole Jamie almost dove into the shower and turned the water as hot as she could stand on her skin.
The rushing water felt electric against her skin. The feeling of water running down her body was erotic, and Jamie just stood there reveling in the sensation. Had she thought about it Jamie would have realized that she was becoming quite the hedonist, sensations and feelings were becoming far more important to her than before. After several minutes of just wallowing the in feeling of water on her skin Jamie began to wash. Her hair took longer than ever, James had kept his hair short, but Jamie's fell almost to her behind. Washing and rinsing took forever, and Jamie decided that she would only wash her hair with water occasionally. Sonics for daily use would be faster.
The feeling though was delightful, the water pelted her body and when she turned to face the showerhead, the water hit her nipples and they hardened instantly. Jamie inhaled sharply at the feeling then leaned into it. Her nipples were quite sensitive and they seemed to be connected directly to her dick. She started to get hard and with one hand caressing her breast her other started to stroke herself hard. It did not take long before she was pinching her nipples and thrusting her hips through her fist. She came in long ropy shots that hit the wall.
The orgasm affected her more than the one the previous night or any one before in her life. She sat down on the floor of the shower and let the water rain down upon her as she finished coming. Her hand stroked the head of her dick and she saw some of the cum collect in her palm. For some reason she had a sudden urge to taste the pearly fluid in her hand and before she could stop herself, her hand reached her face and her tongue darted out to the viscous fluid in her palm. The slightly salty taste startled her and brought the male side of herself back out. Disgusted with herself Jamie stood up and rinsed off quickly.
Stepping out of the shower she dried off and inspected her body. Drying off was quite different. The normal rubbing motion she used as a man was rough and turned her pale skin red. Jamie noticed her arms were almost chaffed when she was done and started to pat the rest of her body dry. Hanging up the towel Jamie stepped in front of the full length mirror. Her skin was slightly pink and glowing. She looked well scrubbed and ready for anything. Her small cherry nipples stood out against her breasts and her penis was a lot smaller than before, but then so was her body. It did not look out of place on her smaller frame, but Jamie still had problems with the idea of a woman with a penis. When Carol woke up she would talk to her about it Jamie decided as she brushed her teeth sharply to get the taste of cum out of her mouth, vowing to herself that she would not tell Carol about that part of her shower.
Jamie walked quietly out of the bathroom and slipped into the living room. As she passed through the bedroom she saw that Carol was still snoring lightly face down on the bed. Smiling at the sight, Jamie closed the bedroom door before activating the living room lights. Making her way to the replicator Jamie ordered herbal tea, a muffin and some clothes, a white thong, white lace bikini panties, a cream terry cloth robe and terry slippers. After she was dressed and with her tea in hand Jamie went to the couch, tucked her feet beneath her butt and picked up her padd to review the Enterprise's reports and sensor logs.
An hour and a half later, Jamie had reviewed all of the reports and made several notes and plans for her new survey team. She was starting on the personnel files of her team when the bedroom door opened and a very mused Carol staggered out. Jamie started to say something, but one look was enough to know that Carol was not a morning person. She stumbled directly to the replicator and mumbled something that sounding like "Ghesnvuen ejahgaienavenh." The computer obviously understood as the replicator produced a steaming cup which Carol picked up and stumbled back into the bedroom. Jamie saw the bathroom door open and Carol head for it before the bedroom door closed, leaving only the strong bitter smell of the Klingon coffee raktajino in the room. Jamie shrugged and returned to reviewing her new personnel.
Thirty minutes after the unusual arrival of Councilor Webster, Jamie looked up to see the bedroom door open and perfectly dressed and coiffed woman stride confidently into the room.
"Good Morning Jamie. And how are you this lovely day?"
"Fine. Glad to see you awake and functioning. You did not look so good when you came out earlier."
"Yes, I am not really a morning person." Carol replied smiled shyly.
"I did notice when you walked into replicator." Jamie laughed.
"I need my coffee before I can do anything. Thank God the Klingons introduced raktajino to the Federation. It used to take me twice as long to get going." Carol said with a laugh, and then sobered. "What have you done to your hair?"
"Nothing, I just washed it in the shower." Jamie replied, reaching up and making sure it was still there.
"You don't just sit there and let your hair dry on its own." Carol told her firmly. "We will be lucky if we can salvage anything with that mop today, and you have to be in sickbay in thirty minutes. Let's go."
Carol dragged Jamie off the couch and into the bathroom. The site in the mirror was enough to make Jamie blanch. Her hair was a mop of tangles and knots.
"I am tempted to just use a comb to try and clear this up, that would teach you a lesson, but we don't have time. In to the shower with you." Carol said pushing Jamie into the sonic shower. The vibrations worked her hair loose in a matter of seconds and Jamie came out to see Carol holding a type of thong she had never seen before. There was a waist band and flat panel with a groove in it that stopped just below the crotch and two straps that went to the back of the waist band.