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Ship of Perverts 2
(Crimson Rose)

Cryo-thaw initiated; Captain Ulo monitored the process closely. Temperature increased slowly. Tubes retracted. Color returned changing pale, icy white skin to a healthy peach. Vitals reach normal levels. And then came the familiar woosh as air escaped the opening pod.

Head spinning, vision blurry, Councilor Lylah groaned. "I fucking hate cryo-sleep."

"Don't we all," Captain Ulo replied. 

"Captain? Has it been a year already?"

"Not quite. We're on day one hundred, but that can wait until your head clears."

"My head is fine, Captain. Why are we awake so early?" Lylah asked as she stepped butt naked out of the cryo-pod. "You're staring, Captain."

"Can you blame me? That body of yours is a work of genetic perfection. Anyway, you're awake to help with a rehabilitation experiment myself and a few others have been working on for the last one hundred days. Long story short, I don't know how they did it, but Jaynelle and Mikaela woke a day after launch and then took it upon themselves to wake a Tebraxian named Thomul to have sex with and..."

"Are they out of their minds? Are they still alive?"

"Probably, and yes. They had sex with him, let him get as rough as he liked within pre-established rules which, to my surprise he's obeyed to the letter. Then Myles woke and thawed out a Hecvese woman named Kimra. Again, he somehow managed to convince her to curb her sexual perversions. Then they decided it would be a good idea to wake me and, well, with some reservations I thawed out a Dremevese prisoner named Naya'il in an attempt to rehabilitate her and to my shock it's working. None of those released have broken the rules and are in fact thriving. Jaynelle and Mikaela claimed ownership and married each other and Thomul. Myles claimed and married Kimra. And I've claimed Naya'il and will marry her just as soon as I wake Renaya," Nimhea said, referring to her first officer. 

"So, you woke me to give you all a psychological examination then?"

"No. Despite all evidence to the contrary, we're all of sound mind and the rehabilitation is working. To that end, I want you to go through the psychological profiles of every member of the crew and pair them with the prisoner that best fits their sexual proclivities. No, this isn't a joke and you'll start with yourself, First Officer Renaya, and Chief Engineer Orlan. And yes, that's an order."

"So, let me get this straight, you want me to match crew up with the most sexually perverse prisoners in the galaxy and then release said prisoners in the hopes they can be rehabilitated before we're all dead?"

"Thanks to the use of micro-explosive laced datruelium bands during the initial interview there's no risk to us whatsoever. If they agree to try the rehabilitation and prove themselves trustworthy and are making an honest attempt, then the bands come off. I'm telling you, Councilor, it's working better than even I could imagine."

"Well, since you made it a command I have no choice but to comply and my records will reflect this."

"You do whatever you deem necessary, Lylah, but I'm telling you the new program is working.