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The Extrelius Majora was a starship built like no other. It had modern luxuries that most ships couldn’t even hold a candle to. There was a full indoor park with a fountain, dozens of individual restaurants and canteens to eat at, and two Olympic-sized swimming pools for all of the residents to enjoy. The luxuries don’t stop there though. Each individual room is outfitted with luxuries beyond the capabilities of most modern 5-star hotels.

Captain Morgan Flank had just headed to his room after his first day piloting the Extrelius. He was eager to relax and see what amenities would be afforded to him while he explored the stars. He was delighted to see that his room was lavishly furnished and quite large compared to some of the other rooms aboard the ship. The first order of business was to hop in the shower and get cleaned up. The shower was nice and featured temperature control settings that could be adjusted to the tenth of a degree. After his shower, he walked out into the living area and spotted something he did not recognize.

There was a terminal on one of the walls with a small chamber to its right. The chamber looked just large enough to fit a person, though he couldn’t guess what it might be for. A sauna perhaps? Morgan walked over to the terminal and activated it. It blinked on with a short welcome greeting before listing out a few options. In order, they read: Outfit selection, Cologne/Perfume choice, and Experimental feature. So it was some kind of automated closet it would seem. Morgan had heard about them but had never seen one in person.

He was immediately drawn to the experimental option. Morgan hadn’t gotten to where he was today by playing it safe, so he pressed the last option. When he did, there was only one option that appeared on the screen, which read Neural Body Synchronization. Morgan was unsure of what that was supposed to mean, but he figured he would give it a go anyway and pressed the button. The display then prompted him to step into the closet. He did as it asked, and a glass door slid gently shut behind him. There was a small display inside the closet as well. It lit up and began to display a message that read: Sit still, neural scan in progress. Not wanting to mess up whatever it was doing, Morgan did his best to sit still.

After a few moments, the display beeped and displayed another message. It read: synchronization beginning… standby. At this moment, he felt a prick in his thigh. He looked down and saw a small needle slowly retracting back into the wall of the closet. He barely had time to form an opinion on what had just happened when he started to feel very strange. It was a good kind of strange though. Morgan felt relaxed as he became mildly aware that his body was changing. His once-toned muscles began to soften and fatten a bit. His thighs swelled with a gentle urgency that sandwiched his dick firmly between them. He stepped so that they would release his trapped cock only to see his dick making a its way into his body. It retracted itself fully until the head of his cock became nothing more than a small clit atop a tight sensitive vagina. He couldn't look at this site for long though.

Something had begun to obscure his vision, and it happened to be his own chest. Morgan began to grope at them as they swelled larger and larger. It felt so good to touch them and massage them. Not only did it feel good, but it felt natural. Like Morgan should have been doing this her whole life. She began to forget that she was a man or had ever been. Why would she remember something like that? She had always been a huge-breasted woman with long flowing red hair. Her tits were now larger than her head just like she remembered them. She let out a moan as she pulled at one of her nipples. Playing with them always made her horny. The glass door of the auto-closet slid open, and Morgan walked out into the room. Why had she even been in there? She wasn’t getting dressed, she was going to masterbate. She went to her room to do just that until eventually she passed out.

In the morning, Morgan stepped into the auto-closet and had it dress her. She stepped out and looked at herself in a mirror. She would have to put in a request to have her closet outfitted with some larger clothes. This dress barely hid her massive tits and she wouldn’t want to seem too promiscuous. She was the Captain after all.