The Baby Admiral (Private)
 

It is the 2277. Humanity has taken to the stars, and have, more or less, formed a planetary alliance, known as the United Terran Alliance, with the colonies, as well as a few xeno races. However, 10 years ago, a group of secessionists, known as the Black Order, led by a mysterious figure known only as Xanatos.

The ISS Avalon, captained by Admiral Yuri Zagato, is the flagship of the Isnomian Empire, an allied nation to the Alliance. Crewing about 700,000, the Avalon is combine beauty, grace, and power.

Captain Aurora "Blade Wolf" Kusanagi, head of the MCA (Mechanized Combat Armor) unit aboard the Avalon. She is, while humble and kind, one of the best mecha pilots in the fleet. However, severe damage to her suit has "grounded" her for the next few months. She's currently running simulations.

Admiral Yuri came over to the simulation room to monitor Aurora's progress with it. She was irritated that her ship was left vulnerable while the best soldier they had was out of commission. While the rest of the MCA could cover such a loss, it was a harsh logistical blow to someone in charge of an important vessel like the Avalon.

Aurora, sensing her beloved Admiral watching her, gave a small smile, wink, and wave to the camera. The two had begun a covert, and quite intimate relationship. The bodysuit Aurora wore hugged every curve of her, especially her ample cock

Yuri grinned briefly as she noticed Aurora had noticed her. She quickly swallowed that emotion however, lest she openly submit to her lover. Despite her authority, she wasn't the dominant in their secret trysts, instead allowing Aurora to use her in any way the pilot desired. "Are you done yet?" she barked into the microphone, making it seem like an urgent matter had come up. In a way, one had. Under her suit was a diaper, a soaked one at that. And she needed Aurora to change her.

"Yes Admiral. I hope things aren't too much of a mess up there?" Aurora asked, code phrase asking if her beloved was either messy or had to mess. She got out of the VR gear, stretching. "On my way." She sashayed her hips as she headed for where her lover was, humming.

"No, I just need to talk with you." Yuri remarked, running a hand through her ocean blue hair, one of her myriad of nervous ticks. Hidden by the collar of her coat was a collar of a different sort, one akin to what a pet would wear, marking them as the property of their owner, and in Yuri's case she belonged to Aurora entirely.

Aurora hummed, as she eventually reached Yuri. "You wanted to see me?" She saluted. She smirked a tad as she smelled a wet diaper. Ordinarily the diapers Yuri wore kept out any smells and sounds, but Aurora could pick up on them. Her cock twitched beneath her skintight flightsuit.

"My office. Now." Yuri ordered, leading the way to her office, knowing Aurora would smell she had wet herself. Until they were safe within her office, which was right next to her personal quarters, she'd keep up the illusion of power she grasped, power she'd gladly relinquish to her mistress once they were alone.

"Of course, Admiral." Aurora purred slightly. She eyed her lover's rear, smirked as she followed. Her cock grew hard beneath her suit. Once inside, she locked the door. "Alright baby Yuri, do you need a diaper change?" She cooed.

"Y-yes Mommy." Yuri replied, stripping away every part of her suit other than the collar and diaper, which sagged between her legs. The woman stood there, waiting for her orders. The only rules Yuri had begged for was that she wouldn't be made to display her submissive side to the rest of the ship.