RANSVESTIA

"Mr.... uh... Ms. Scott get damage parties to work, we will delay the landing party until we can trace the source of the energy surge."

"Aye, Captain," Scott answered in a feminine voice.

Kirk sat in the command chair to contemplate the events taking place.

Apparently the crew members of this craft did not suspect that three of its members really did not belong. As Kirk looked about the bridge trying to adjust to its overwhelming feminine appearance he became conscious that his spread legged manner of sitting was not exactly complimentary to his new appearance. Adjusting his posture Kirk's attention again centered upon his new form. The feeling of sheer hose on shaven legs was new to him. Beside his legs we was aware of softer fabric touching his body in various places as well as the binding feeling of elastic material pressing his hips and abdomen. There was also the added weight differential to his pectoral region to adjust to. Kirk shuddered for an instant at the thought that those two bulges on his chest may well now be a part of his anatomy.

"Captain, perhaps you, Dr. McCoy and I should go over our plans for the landing party, while Ms. Scott is effecting repairs," the feminine voice of Spock interrupted Kirk's deep thought.

"Good idea, Mist.. uh ... Ms. Spock. Lt. Uhura, have Dr. McCoy meet us in my cabin," Kirk ordered.

When Kirk arrived at his cabin door with Spock, McCoy was waiting for them. The feminine appearance of the cabin was somewhat unsettling to all three of them, but like the many other changes they were experiencing, they soon grew more comfortable with it.

"Spock, did you find out anything from the computer?" Kirk anxiously asked.

"Indeed, Captain. We We are aboard the U.F.P. Starship USS Genderprise."

"Genderprise!" McCoy interrupted. "Why you pointed eared hob- goblin, there isn't a USS Genderprise in the Starfleet."

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