Tim is recruited?

“Tim!” His mother, Sally shouted, “Wake up!”

Tim woke up blinded by the headset covering his eyes. He tried to pull the set off.

“Come on!” Sally pulled the set off of her son’s head, “Get up. Katy’s ship pulled in port last night and she called saying she would come over. Hurry up and get presentable!”

Tim watched as his mom walked out of the room. She was dressed in a corset, blouse, and long skirt. He noticed she had already braided and pinned her hair up. Tim shook his head and got out of bed, and immediately pulled a pair of shorts on once he noticed he was naked. He put his hand throw his brown black hair and sighed. He remembered reading a book last night after dinner but not watching a moving picture or getting undressed. Tim made his way to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He had his father’s slanted eyes and black hair as well as his mother’s freckles. Tim picked up the strait-razor and looked at the blade. He pulled the disposable blade out and replaced it before shaving. Once his face was smooth he got in the tub and turned on the shower. As he showered he thought of how his body compared to Aunt Katy’s. One summer she had gone with them to a pool while on leave and worn a scandalous bathing suit that only covered her bosom and her lap. He was thinking of her naked and hairless body with the colored stripes running across her skin. In truth only Katy’s tail, face, neck and mane were covered in fur while her body, limbs, hands and paws were hairless. Mom had told him that sailors will keep themselves hairless to allow for getting in and out of space suit and such, but he wondered if she shaved everyday?

“Hurry up!” Sally called from the hallway.

Tim was shaken out of his musing and realized he had a massive erection from thinking about the older Vampkat’s naked body. He had a hard time admitting to himself he was a xenophile, but as much as he had mocked the other kids at his school for wanting to have sex with another species be couldn’t deny from himself that he was attracted to feline kittens. Especially since his dick reminded him every-time he saw an attractive feline kitten. Tim hurried up and finished his shower. He put shorts back on and made his way back to his room.

“Well hello Tim!” Aunt Katy called from the front room.

Tim realized he was in full view as his room door was half way between the railed overhang of the front room.

“Get dressed!” his mother scolded, “Kids.”

“Looks like he needs someone to whip him into shape,” Katy purred.

Tim went into his room and put on a pair of trousers and a shirt. He managed to get on some shoes. With a sigh he got up and went downstairs.

“Oh hello,” a woman’s voice said as Tim closed his door.

Tim turned around and was face to face with a young Feline woman, a Bobkin maybe a year or two older than him.

“Which way to the… er,” She bit her lip, “Litter box?”

“The end of the hall on the right,” Tim said.

“Thanks,” The Bobkin smiled and walked passed him.

Tim watched her leave noting the tuffs on her ears and short tail as she walked to his bathroom. He was about to say something but figured he had embarrassed himself enough and went down. She must be a new officer from some academy he figured. She would have to be older than she looked. But she was wearing the same light blue tail coat and black juniper pants that was the uniform for officers aboard the “Red Panther.” She had a sway to her hips as she walked. Tim shook his head and went the opposite way and then down the stairs.

“Ah Tim,” an Elvin woman smiled, “You look so much like your father. Your mother must be so proud of you.”

Tim smiled at the third woman in a blue uniform. She was over two meters tall and hand her red hair pulled back to allow her long ears to be shown off. He made his way around her to the dining room. There his mom and Aunt Katy sat while a young woman in a petty officer uniform poured tea for them. He knew she was a petty officer because of the tail-less coat and the down ward pointing chevrons on her sleeves.

“Hello Tim,” Aunt Katy smiled, “How are you?”

“Hi Aunt Katy,” Tim smiled hoping no one noticed the forming bulge in his trousers.

“So your mother said you had some trouble with the academy,” Aunt Katy said delicately.

“I wish I knew what the trouble was,” Tim sighed, “The headmaster just called me in to his officer and told me that I was banned from the school.”

“He was so disappointed,” Sally said, “He wanted to be a sailor so much.”

“Hmm,” Katy said before smiling, “Gwen? Did we use that billet for a cabin boy for anything else?”

The Elf walked over rubbing the gold ivy on her right ear.

“No Captain,” Gwen smiled, “We haven’t used that slot in some time. Evan is in the officer’s cabin boy billet but we haven’t had a Captain’s cabin boy billet for some time.”

“Well,” Katy said, “Looks like I have an open billet. The Captain’s Cabin Boy is a poorly paid position.”

“But it is a position aboard a star ship?” Tim’s ears perked up.

“Yes,” Katy said, “but don’t get too excited. This isn’t some internship under a ship’s chief engineer of navigator. You would basically be my servant. Getting meals for me, bringing things to and from the bridge and my quarters, preparing my uniforms for occasions and such. You might end up thinking I am treating you like a **** and not a sailor.”

“I want to go,” Tim blurted.

“Hold on now,” Sally his mother said, “Shouldn’t you keep applying for a deck hand position?”

“You are rather old for a cabin boy,” Gwen agreed.

“Please?” Tim asked, “If I can get aboard the ship at least I am out and am getting experience and maybe in a few months I can get a slot on another ship as an unlicensed deck hand.”

“Captain,” Gwen said calmly, “I have reservations. The billet served as reserve of supplies and we are better off keeping the reserve rather than assigning an extra member to the crew if they do not contribute to the crew’s performance.”

“I agree,” Katy said, “That means you will not be lazing around Tim. I will be keeping you busy at all times. I wasn’t kidding when I said you regard me as **** driver. I will be finding a lot of chores and tasks for you to do. There is never any shortage of odds and ends that need to be taken care of.”

“Feel free to use the whip to get him going,” Sally said.

Tim made a face at the suggestion.

“Tim,” Katy smiled and leaned in, “This has to be your decision. Knowing full well I will be using you to serve me in any task I need done at any hour for little pay do you want to be my cabin boy?”

“Yes,” Tim said.

“Well, go pack a second change of clothes for the rare occasions you will be on liberty and whatever recreational items you can fit in a shoe box. The Birth lockers are miniscule,” Gwen said.

“Know your place,” Katy said curtly to the Elf before roaring, “ON YOUR FEAT! GET ONE SET OF CLEAN FORMAL WEAR AND ONE SHOE BOX OF PERSONAL ITEMS! YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES TO REPORT BACK! NAVIGATOR RIDE HIS ASS!”

Tim scrambled from his chair as the Elf chased him up the stairs.

“He will do nicely,” Katy said.

“Did you see the boner he got when you said he would help with your uniforms?” Sally giggled softly.

“I am going to have fun imprinting on him,” Katy purred, “What do you think of our newest petty officer?”

“She is nice,” Sally said, “Where did you find her?”

“Speak up,” Katy ordered.

“Last month I was an accounting student transferring to university,” The petty officer said, “My ship was intercepted and I was kidnaped and brainwashed.”

“You don’t seem upset about it,” Sally noticed.

“Best thing to ever happen to me!” the Petty officer beamed with pride.

Katy leaned over and the petty officer didn’t hesitate to give her a passionate kiss with tongue.

“I would leave her here to show you just how much she loves serving the legacy of our ship, but we have to set sail tonight,” Katy said once they finished her kiss, “Speaking of setting sail, I hear my navigator directing your son. Fetch his special outfit, the petty officer will be along in the next carriage.”

“As soon as I say good bye,” Sally grasped Katy’s hand.

“MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!” The Elf shrieked in Tim’s ear, “At attention!”

Tim dropped his things and stood up straight.

“PICK UP YOUR GARBAGE!” The Bobkin ensign growled in Tim’s ear, “Don’t make a mess of the whole house!”

“Well,” Katy smiled, “It looks like we have one more person than our carriage can handle, Navigator please escort the Petty Officer here back to the ship in the next available carriage. Cabin Boy, say good bye to your mother.”

“Good bye mom,” Tim gasped.

“Oh honey!” Sally got up and hugged her son, “Do as your told and make me proud.”

“I will mom,” Tim said.

“Lets go,” Katy got up and smiled before hugging Sally, “I will take very good care of him.”

“Don’t be afraid to use a whip,” Sally smirked.