Space Sex
(The following is a work of fiction, based off of a concept as a joke and dared to be written about by Allester Darkflame. Hana is the same as appears in various stories written by Tim The Dragon and appears with permission. Several characters are loosely based off other characters from other media. If you think you recognize the reference, please do not let the fandom know. Should the connection be made, half will be mad at me for writing such a thing and the other half will be clamoring for more. This story is meant to be sexy and humorous, not to be taken seriously.)
Space, the final frontier. Vast and endless. Blackness with moments of white scattered through out like dark chocolate with powdered sugar sprinkled through out it... or maybe mini marshmallows. An airless void where no one can hear you scream. They cannot hear you moan whimper or beg either.
A ship flew silently through the endless night, the surface grey to dull the silver metallic color. It stood long and proud, made aerodynamic for traveling through atmosphere as well as space. Dual high powered engines were attached to the base, set slightly lower then the rest of the ship itself. The whole design looked like a gigantic metallic penis with testicles.
The starship prototype experimental orgasm drive, dubbed X.O.D. Experimental was exactly what it was too. A new conceptual engine that had been experimented with but had yet to be able to get a running version before now. Through out the ship were various points that were able to collect organic energy given off by living beings. Most kinds of energy given off were so minute that it hardly made a difference. The energy given off during sex, and especially during orgasm however, was another story.
Well, technically it is not so much another story as it is this story. The ship was still experimental, with a specially selected crew that seemed the most viable and effective for the job, as well as a special emergency procedure system set on board in case of a dire event where they were unable to get enough power.
On the bridge of the ship, the captain sat in his chair, looking at the viewer before him showing what was ahead of them, even if it was currently more the same of what they normally see when nothing is nearby in sight. He reached up, stroking over his chin then rubbing over one of the vulpine ears. It gave a small flick as he let out a sigh, eyes closing to slits for a moment.
The rest of the bridge crew continued to work at their post, quiet as possible for the moment. The only sounds were the beeps of machinery a slight hum that existed all through the ship that most had gotten so used to, they no longer noticed it. The moment was interrupted by a beeping sound.
"What the hell is that?" the vulpine male asked, the ears perking and giving a small twitch. He relaxed slightly and composed himself. "Report," he ordered, turning in his chair some.
"Captain," one of the crew called out, "sensors are picking up an approaching ship."
"On screen," the captain commanded, turning back to the front of the bridge. On the screen came a highly detailed picture of what looked like a giant version of a child's toy top. It was giving off some light, and was yellow and red, alternating in vertical stripes. The top portion of it looked similar to a circus tent.
"Lieutenant Purra," the captain ordered, "Hail them. Mr. Squeak, what can you tell me?" He turned away from the screen, moving to look in the other direction. He watched as the lioness turned to her console. His head then turned to the six foot tall shining rubber humanoid.
"The ship is showing no sign of active weaponry," the rubbery figure stated, "Records indicate that the design means the ship is from a group of vampiric like aliens that tend to have the appearance of... Clowns from earth history."
"...Clowns..." the fox mumbled. He moved to stroke at his jaw again, one of his ears flicking as he took this in. He had to keep going though. "Purra, report."
"I'm hailing them on all frequencies Captain," the lioness replied, "I seem to be getting.... Circus music of some type."
"Sir," Mr. Squeak spoke up, "From what little we know, they are an extremely dangerous race. I suggest we prepare to defend ourselves."
"Agreed," the fox said as he moved to stand up, "Raise shields. Open communication." He took a breath then started. "Attention. This is Captain John D. Focker of the Starship XOD. We have reason to believe that you are hostile. Respond immediately or we will open fire." His tail flicked as he waited for a response, his weight shifting from one foot to the other.
On the outside of the starship, the shields came on. A thin transparent layer moved to cover the length, starting at the tip and working down along the rigid length as it worked back to the end.
The top shaped ship continued to float. Soon a glow came from one of the red stripes and fired, hitting the experimental ship. The red energy struck the transparent shielding, causing a blast of pink for a moment. The ship rocked from the impact, shaking the crew about for a moment.
"They managed a direct hit," one of the crew shouted, "Shields are holding, but we can't take many more sir."
"Return fire." the vulpine captain ordered. The experimental ship moved to fire, the white blast of energy firing from the tip of the hull. The thick white shot struck the ship, causing it to rock and shake. The top-like vehicle started to spin, moving to turn and move around the ship.
"Turn to keep them in our sights," the captain ordered, moving to flip a switch on his chair. "This is your captain speaking. All hands to battle stations and prepare for battle. Any personnel not currently busy, start to produce additional energy for the ship."
So through out the ship, it started. Numerous crew members started pulling down their pants or hiking up their skirts. Paws gripped shafts, stroking up and down to arouse the length and cause pleasure. Fingers rubbed along nether lips, pushing to sink in or slide up to tease and stroke the sensitive nub of the clit. Several started licking and stroking each other while a few moved straight to the sex. Shafts pushing in to sink into warm wet feminine depths, willing mouths or tight but wanting tail holes.
The enemy ship continued to move around the ship, firing another blast of crimson energy. The shot struck the ship again, hitting near the engines and bursting against the shield.
Once more the individuals inside were shaken at the impact, being knocked around slightly. Some however did not notice as they were bouncing, shaking and jiggling from other things.
"Mr. Lupus to the bridge," came a voice over the in ship communication system with a Scottish brogue, "The last shot seems to have damaged one of the engines and it's losing power. It will still function, but we're going to lose power if we don't get more of it soon."
"Captain to engine room," the fox responded into the com link, "Hook someone up to the direct energy link system. We'll help out from here as best we can." He turned the link off and stood up. "Mr. Squeak, take control of the bridge. Lieutenant Purra, come with me to my quarters immediately."
In the engine room, the wolf turned off the communicator and released his shaft. He looked at the others in the engine room, picking one of the females there and motioned her over. The rabbit fem moved forward obediently, puffing her chest out and licking her lips. The two then went to a specially designed chamber, the lupine male opening the door before the two stepped in.
As soon as the two were inside, they reached out, grabbing a metallic tentacle each. The ends were tapered, becoming quite smooth. The lapine fem lifted her skirt, bringing the metal head to press against her nether lips. She closed her eyes, letting out a long low moan of pleasure as it started sinking into her depths.
The wolf stood behind her, watching with a grin. He reached out with one paw, reaching under her skirt to grip her rump. He stroked up along the length, feeling the tuft of her tail. The fingers dug in a little more and pushed spreading her cheeks. The other paw moved the metallic length he held, stroking the cleft before lining up against the tail hole. He then pushed forward, working to sink the tube into her backside.
The rabbit woman whimpered and moaned in pleasure as her body was filled in both front and back. She squirmed and wiggled as they sank in as deep as they could and started to stimulate her depths, rapidly working her toward orgasm. Her knees gave out, causing her to drop some.
The engine mechanic wolf moved around the female, bringing himself in front of her. He reached out, gripping the top of her head and pushing her toward him. Soon the tip of his lupine shaft pressed against the soft feminine lips.
The female mouth opened, head pushing forward to take the length as deep as she could. Her paws reached up, stroking his backside as she pulled the pants down some. She then reached out, taking a hold of one more of the metal lengths. The tip was moved to press against the wolf's tail hole, pushing to sink into the backside as well.
The wolf tensed, squeezing around the smooth metal being pushed up into his backside. He closed his eyes, fangs bared as he growled out. The lupine hips shifted some, moving to get more comfortable while pushing forward to sink more of the length into the waiting warm wet mouth. He reached up with one paw, gripping the top or her head and stroking.
The metallic cables started to hum as they vibrated slightly, stimulating the walls of the depths they had been buried in. Pleasure rocked through the two bodies, increasing their pleasure and rapidly working them to orgasms.
The rabbit fem's paw gripped the knot of the wolf and squeezed. She cried out around the length as the first orgasm hit her. Her walls clamped down and squeezed, trying to pump the mechanical lengths in her rear and feminine sex. Her hips rocked back and forth, trying to push back and grind against the massive shocks of pleasure. Her head pushed forward, taking the thick lupine shaft into her mouth and throat until the lips touched her paw and the top of the knot.
The male body tensed as the vibrating against his prostate, sucking of his shaft and squeezing of the knot sent him over the edge. The bulge grew to full size, inflating in the female grip. The muscled held taut as the shaft swelled and start to twitch, spurting the thick ropes of wolf cum into the waiting mouth. His eyes closed as his head tilted back, letting out a howl of pleasure as he reached his first climax.
The ship, now under the command of Mr. Squeak, moved to turn toward the enemy ship, returning fire. The rubber bodied figure sat in the captain's chair, squeaking slightly as he shifted. He continued to order commands, watching the battle with the other ship play on the screen in front of them. He continued to work, taking over for the captain.
"Any new information from the engine room?" the rubber like being asked curiously, tilting his head slightly.
"Power levels are still dropping sir," one of the crew members responded, "but it seems to have slowed down. The orgasm drive's high intensity collection room is showing signs of use and collecting as much energy as it can, but it still doesn't seem to be enough."
Captain Focker was busy elsewhere. Well, technically he was working on getting busy elsewhere. He and the lioness lieutenant Purra were pressed against each other, their paws stroking and squeezing the body of the other. The two muzzles were pressed together, open slightly to let the tongues tease and play at each other.
As soon as the two entered the captain's quarters, the room automatically activated to set the mood for the pending activity. The lights came on, but just barely. They were faint to give off a little light, flickering slightly to create the effect of candle light. Music started to play, the deep rich voice of Barry White starting to sing. There was a small click as the scent of roses started to mix with the air as it filled into the room, giving the smallest hint of the floral scent.
The two pulled apart as they moved close to the large bed set up. The red silk sheets seemed to shift and dance in the faint light. The captain gripped at the mustard yellow shirt, pulling to start lifting it up off his body. The vulpine chest fur puffed out slightly as it was released. The lieutenant reached down and grabbed her skirt, pulling up. The entire dress lifted as she worked, first exposing her panty-less crotch, then climbing high to show the lean cream colored stomach. The vulpine male looked and the feline breasts as they were exposed. His own paws reached down to the waist of the pants, wishing the damn things had a zipper as he starts pulling them down off him.
The pair of them stood naked before each other a moment, studying the details of the opposing form. The two then pressed together once more, falling onto the bed. As soon as the weight hit the sheet covered surface, the entire bed started to vibrate. The two bodies started to press against each other, the muzzles meeting to kiss once more.
The two forms shifted, stroking against each other as they moved. Golden brown paws reached up, digging into thick red fur as it gripped at the back of the neck and small of the back. The fingers dug into the fur covered flesh, sharp claws threatening to unsheathe and dig into the skin. The black vulpine moved as well, one stroking up to grip a breast and give a gentle squeeze. The other slid down, tracing over the side of the ribs and stomach before stopping to grip at the feline hip, giving a squeeze.
The vulpine male looked down at the female feline beneath him as he moved to adjust himself more. Soon the tip of his red shift touched her nether lips, sliding along the folds as he lined himself up with her opening. He suddenly gave a fast hard thrust, spearing her depths with his length. The tip forced her open as he slammed in to her as deep as he could. The hips slapped together as he suddenly buried himself all the way into her to the top of the knot.
The lioness cried out, yowling as she was suddenly filled by the Todd. Her legs lifted, moving so her feet would press into the small of his back and hold onto him tightly. The long feline tail moved between his legs, the thick furred tip running over the sac before the length moved to wrap around the thick vulpine tail.
The two started to move, grinding together before pulling back. Vaginal walls clamped down to squeeze and stroke the shaft, trying to hold it inside as it pulled to slide out to the tip. The paws gripped at the other body firmly, stroking through the fur slightly as they dug into the flesh slightly. The two moved forward, sinking back together. Their was a small slap as their bodies met, pushing against the bed more.
Paws moved, their bodies shifting as they moved to change their grip on the other. The feminine paw slipped down along the back, slipping between her feet and down to the male rump. The thumb encircled the top of the thick furred tail, several fingers moving to grip the underside. One digit moved along the crack of the rump, the tip pressing against the puckered ring of the tail hole. The black vulpine paw slid over her hip as the thumb slid outwards. It pressed against the vaginal hood, then lifted it up to rub at her clit, stroking around the base of the sensitive nub.
The sudden touch sent Lieutenant Purra into her first orgasm. She yowled out loudly as she tensed and squirmed. Her depths tried to grip and squeeze the shaft more, tugging at the length as it tried to milk the fluid that was not yet coming. Her grip got tighter, heels of her feet digging to the muscles of the male's back. Her finger suddenly pushed up, sinking into the tail hole as deep as she could reach.
The vulpine male grunted out in surprise as the digit entered his backside, his ring clenching to squeeze down around the digit. He continued to rock and stroke, running the shaft along her walls and slamming the vulpine knot against the feminine opening. The male pushed harder with each forward thrust, working to sink the bulge into the feline's feminine sex.
The two moved with greater urgency, slamming against each other faster as their bodies pressed against one another. Hips continued to rock and grind, stroking at the other as well as teasing both of their sexes. Soon the knot pushed forward hard, sinking into the feminine folds with an audible pop. Both let out a cry of pleasure as they were tied together.
Captain Focker's gripped tightened as he tried to speed up. His ears pulled back to pin against his head as he started to growl. The muscles tensed and shifted as he worked to give fast, hard, deep strokes with the limited freedom he had from the knot.
The vulpine male hit his own climax as the lioness reached another. The vaginal walls clamped down to hold on as tightly as it could as the knot inflated to seal the canal and lock the length in place. A loud feminine yowl was cried out, joined by a deeper voice letting out a long low deep growl of pleasure. The canal gripped and squeezed, stroking to milk the masculine length as it twitched, spurting the thick ropes of vulpine cum into the feminine depths and mixing with her fluids.
The two collapsed as their orgasms subsided, going limp and laying in the bed pressed against each other. Their bodies rose and fell slightly as they breathed heavily, noses twitching as the nostrils filled with the scents of roses, sex, and scent of the other mixing with their own. The moment eventually passed, the pair recovering some while still tied. The captain reached out with one paw, pushing a button near the bed. The music stopped as the lights came on, the hint of rose scenting no longer being filtered into the air.
"Captain to the bridge," he said in a firm voice, "Report." His ears shifted, trying to listen better as he waited for a response.
"Captain," Mr. Squeak responded from the bridge, "We were able to return fire enough that the enemy ship had decided it best to retreat from the conflict. Unfortunately they were able to fire several shots which have damaged our engines and power systems further. We are doing what we can, but seem to still be losing energy. Captain... I believe that we may have to activate the emergency power system HHD."
"Alright," the fox sighed out, "On my authority, the double-H D emergency orgasm power system can be activated to give us the power to return back to star base command." He reached up and turned the communication link off.
"Captain," Lieutenant Purra purred out with a smile, "If we're losing energy, then we should try to help produce as much as we could." She grinned, her tail moving to stroke along the inside of his thigh. "And since we are no longer needed back on the bridge sir..." She let the statement linger in the air as she smiled at him. Her tail flicked as he smiled back, and started to shift, slipping free to start working to help charge the ship engines once more.
"This is science officer Squeak," the rubbery formed male figure said after switching from the captain to the ship, "The emergency power system HHD is about to be activated. Chief engineer Lupus and Doctor Coitus report to the emergency power room immediately." He turned off the communicator and stood up, moving to head toward one of the elevators to head down.
Squeak stepped out of the elevator, the wolf and a badger waiting for him. The two stood ready, watching the shiny rubbery being approaching them. The pair separated, letting the science officer step between them. The three moved to prepare, making sure everything was ready.
Soon the process started. The doctor and engineer worked to get systems running and making sure they were still functioning properly. The science officer started calling various crew members down to join them immediately. Those that could not were either told to come down as soon as possible, or were replaced by others who were capable.
Soon the chamber was opened, the full figured red dragoness laying inside. After a moment, she opened her eyes, blinking slightly at the figures above her. The plump feminine form yawned and stretched, her back arching to make her ample chest more prominent for a moment.
"Five more minutes," She mumbled as she rolled over, going back to sleep. Her tail shifted, causing her plump rump cheeks to move and jiggle slightly. Her wings gave a small flicker as they adjusted themselves, stretching out slightly before resting against her like a make shift blanket.
The reaction was not quite what any of them expected. There was a moment of talking as they tried to figure out what to do. Soon one of the crew members there came up with an idea and called out "Hana! You're wanted on the set."
"I'm up I'm up." the dragoness said as she suddenly moved to sit up, looking around. "Which movie is it? What's the scene?" She blinked a moment looking around. She moved to stand up, her naked form exposed to everyone as she looked at all the individuals around her. The doctor moved closer, scanning her.
"All her vital signs are strong," the badger said as he looked at the read out, "Everything is healthy and her brain is up to full activity. She's fully awake and ready."
"Hana," Squeak said as he stepped forward, "I am Science Officer Squeak of the Experimental Orgasmic Drive starship, which you are currently on. We have need of your capabilities as the engines are damaged and losing energy. When finished we are to take you the cafeteria and treat you to whatever you want to eat, including Boston Cream Pie and-"
The rest of the statement was cut off as there was a sudden shake to the ship, causing everyone to stumble slightly and many of the younger individuals were knocked off their feet, either falling on their backside or onto their stomachs. Engineer Lupus went to check the ship sensors while Doctor Coitus scanned the dragoness.
"Sensors indicate that there was a sudden power surge," the wolf said in his Scottish brogue, "Not enough to replace all the lost energy or such, but more then the storage system could absorb at once. A portion of it was sent directly to the engine system, causing a temporary boost of speed."
"According to the read out, " the medically trained badger stated, "Hana had an orgasm. From what I can tell, something about the mention of having Boston Cream Pie caused her to go off for a moment."
"Very well, " the rubbery bodied officer said calmly, "I need to return to the bridge. We all would appreciate if Hana would help us get back to star base command and..." He stopped speaking to look down. Hana had one of her draconic hands on the rubber-like thigh, moving back and forth. It was not intended to be sexual, but was so that the rubbing would make a small squeaking sound with each movement. He finally pulled away and moved back to the doors for the lift transportation system.
"Let's get started then," the dragoness said with a grin before pointing with a finger. "You, you, you.... Not you ... You, you and you, will be first." She smiled at the five she indicated. The one she said no to turned away, running off from the group as he started sobbing loudly. Five of the six, three males and two females started to undress. The other, the doctor, stood where he was.
"What's the matter Doctor?" she asked in her best seductive voice, "Don't see anything of interest to you?" She spread her legs and shifted, letting her nether lips spread open slightly to show a hint of her warm inviting depths.
"I'm a doctor, not a porn star," the badger responded with a hint of irritation, "I'm not here to be a part of the activity. I'm here to make sure that no one suffers from exhaustion or dehydration."
"Aww," the plump red dragoness pouted, trying to make her mouth look as inviting as possible until she noticed he was not even looking at her. "Alright then." She turned to another male, "You instead then. You can take his place."
So Hana took charge, telling the six crew members where to be and what to do. She licked her lips and shifted excitedly as she watched them, enjoying the anticipation of what was to come. She moved to get in position herself, moving to get ready for the pending fun.
The dragoness moved to set above one of the male's moving her full figured body down to press her rump against his shaft. Her cheeks moved to shift, teasing at the length as she moved to stroke the length along the crack of her rump and line the tip up with her tail hole. She let out a moan of pleasure as she pushed down, her backside spreading to take the length up into her rear as deep as she could.
The other male moved forward and slipped down, shifting to get between her spread legs. He gripped the thick soft thighs, giving a squeeze as he moved. The male pushed forward, lining the tip up with the feminine opening then moving to sink into the warm wet folds. He let out a moan of pleasure, pushing forward to get in as deep as he could.
The two started to move, sliding back and forth as the rocked against her. One would push forward as the other would pull back, moving to meet the thrusting of the female between them. The two moved in time as they alternated their movement. One would push forward, sinking as deep into her as the shaft would get as the other pulled backwards, slipping out until just the tip remained.
One of the females moved forward, bringing herself to stand in front of the dragoness and the male currently using the vaginal depths. The female reached out, gripping Hana's shoulder in one paw as the other reached back to the top of the head of the male. She closed her eyes and spread her legs, holding herself as best as she could.
Hana and the one male moved forward slightly, pressing their faces against the female. The dragoness was against the feminine sex as the male found his head near the shapely rump. The two mouths opened, their tongues sliding out to press against the feminine form. The skilled and dexterous dragon tongue shifted, pressing against the vaginal hood and grinding to tease the clit underneath while also pressing to lick at the nether lips. The male appendage stroked along one of the cheeks, sliding up to tease under the tail, before slipping down. It traced along the crack of the rump, giving a quick flick over the puckered backside.
The female between the two muzzles moaned out in pleasure as she felt the two tongues licking at her body. She tightened her grip, enjoying the feeling, and started to rock her hips back and forth between them. Her body shifted, moving to get as much pleasure from the two as she could.
The other female moved to stand behind Hana, facing the male that was currently buried in the warm tight draconic tail hole. She reached back, gripping the shoulders of the dragon fem to let the fact be known, then pushed forward so that the feminine sex was before the masculine face crouching in front of her.
Something similar to the events happening to the female standing in front of Hana and between the dragoness and the male started to happen to the other female, though with several differences. The male looked up at the female standing before him as he continued to pump, slapping his hips against the plump red dragon cheeks. He then pushed his muzzle forward, pressing to the female crotch. The muzzle opened to let the tongue slide out, running up along her nether lips before pushing forward to sink into the warm wet folds.
Meanwhile, the dragon tail was sliding up along the back of the feminine thighs, the tip slipping to between the cheeks. The flexible length stroked along the crack of the cheeks, teasing the base of the tail and tight puckered ring. The draconic appendage shifted, the tip pressing against the backside to spread the tight hole and sink the tip in. It started to rock and shift, teasing at the opening. It moved back and forth slightly, being careful not to slip out, but not pushing too deep to do damage to the muscle and force the tail hole to stretch too far.
As the female started to rock and moan, pushing between the tail and tongue, the last two males moved forward, standing one on each side of the group. Their shafts stood hard and proud, reading for almost anything. As the two stood there, Hana and the other two girls reached out, gripping at the male's and squeezing. The paws started to move, teasing the sac while stroking along the lengths, teasing them and stroking to give the males pleasure.
So it was set and going. Four males and two females playing with Hana. The group would shift to rock and pump, enjoying the pleasure of the moment and working to bring themselves and the others to come toward their orgasm.
Most of the rest of the crew members assembled watched the scene before them, feeling themselves getting excited as the large sex scene occurring before them. They started to take their clothes off, stripping to get naked. Erect shafts were exposed, standing hard and proud, ready and wetting. Also exposed were breasts with nipples already hardening, shapely feminine rumps and nether lips, swollen with excitement and started to leak female fluid.
Chief engineer Lupus and Doctor Coitus seemed to take no direct interest in the immediate sexual activity occurring before them, paying attention to their job instead. The wolf mechanic kept track of the energy output and loss by the power systems from the leak and the use of the engines and other ship systems, adjusting to help with the power intake as well from the various activities on the ship, and especially in the room. The badger doctor kept scanning and taking notice of the individuals in the room, checking their vital signs as well as their health to make sure no one got too weak from exhaustion, dehydration, or hunger.
Whenever one of the seven, Hana, the other two females and the four males, reached their climax, they would tense up and cry out in pleasure as they had their orgasm. The males would shift as their lengths swelled and twitches, spurting the thick ropes of warm sticky masculine cum either into the body or onto the flesh and floor of those near them. The females would clench and squeeze at anything near or in them. Their feminine fluids would leak from the slits, coating whatever was before their sex or dripping onto the floor beneath them.
After one of them would reach their limit, they would pull away, working to move free and get out of the group to rest and recover. As one moved out of the group, another would come in to take their place. The would shift to get into the position as best they could, moaning and shivering in pleasure as the attention to their body started where it left off with the other.
The dragoness Hana continued, not seeming to really tire of the activity going on around and with her. She would cry and moan into the feminine crotch before her as she hit her orgasm, her canal and backside squeezing and pumping at the shafts buried inside. She continued to pump and stroke, enjoying the ministrations and attention. Load after load of thick warm male cum was pumped into her backside and feminine canal, filling her with the warm stickiness, or were climaxed in her grip, the spurts spraying to cover her chest and sides as well as dripping to coat her hands in the sticky mess. Her muzzle would be coated in the feminine fluids of climax when the female in front of her reached orgasm, the girl cum also pouring along her tongue to fill her mouth with the taste. The feminine tail hole would squeeze and pump at the length of her tail, trying to pull it deeper or just hold it in place as it was squirmed around in climax.
Soon several of the crewmembers could wait no longer. Some of the others in the room started getting together, moving close to press against one another. More and more of the crew started to push into warm willing bodies, working to sink in and enjoy the feel of the others and give each other pleasure. Shortly the entire room became a series of orgies, groups of sex enjoying what they were doing and working both themselves and the other to climax.
With all the sex occurring in the room, the XOD had more then enough power being produced, even with out the activities of others occurring through out the ship. The starship had more then enough to be able to reach home, so much so they actually had to siphon off some of the excess power. They ship and crew would reach Star Base Command in no time, and the promise of Boston Cream Pie would be kept.
"WOOHOO!"
(And, Cut!)