[Post-Genderswap, Hypnosis]

"...L-Lieutenant Queen?"

"Ja, Admiral?"

Admiral Prince was sweating as he gazed at his personal Lieutenant. All while trying his best to remain calm. In the face of something shocking, it was always important for the Commanding Officer to remain calm so as to not sow panic amongst his crew. But how could he possibly remain calm when faced with something like this?

His Lieutenant, the young man that had been so bright and did his best to aid him despite how the rest of the Eagle Union navy had alienated him for caring about his charges... He had... W-Well...

W-Well what else could he do but call Queen's current form a Bombshell!? How in the world had a young man that was so plain and almost a little too scrawny end up like that? Not to mention, where in the world did he manage to grow those melons? Those pale mounds that were a little too openly displayed for him to handle...

"Ufu. You're staring, Admiral. If you want some time with me, you should just ask." Queen chimed, as she quietly tugged slightly on her top...

Which prompted her Admiral to quickly gaze in a different direction, to avoid staring straight into that soft abyss that was beckoning his gaze to sink deeper and deeper. "I-I'll pass on that." He muttered the best he could, all to remain some sort of chaste. "R-Report, Lieutenant Queen. I.. I demand to know why you've ended up like this." He wanted to shout to try and maintain some level of power, but he couldn't bring himself to shout. Partly because of Queen's loyalty, and partly because he didn't know what she might pull now that she was like this.

Lieutenant Queen giggled as she cleared her throat and saluted her Admiral. "Ich, Lieutenant Queen, went through an experimental procedure that Frau Koenig developed. One that was intended to improve the power of a regular human, turning them into brand new Shipgirls! As such, I am now designated Iowa-class Battleship, Queen!" She explained, pride and power brimming from her figure. She was definitely very happy to be like this. Especially since it meant that she could potentially help her Admiral out when she had previously only been able to verbally support him.

Admiral Prince narrowed his eyes slightly. "Doctor Koenig did this..." He muttered. He'd have to have a talk with her directly. Human experimentation like this, even if the volunteer was willing to go through with all of it, was generally outlawed within Eagle Union waters. Granted, she was a former Ironblood Scientist, so it only made sense that she would be willing to stoop to lows that he wouldn't even dream of. "Did she do anything else to you, Lieutenant?"

"Nein." Lieutenant Queen said firmly, before her smile curled slightly. "After the procedure was finished, all that Frau Koenig requested was that I take care of the other Shipgirls, given my higher rank. So, with your permission, I would like to set them both straight."

Something about the way that she spoke made another few shivers run down Admiral Prince's spine. The fact that she had turned into a Battleship was one thing. But the extra shades of black and red that decorated her body, making her look like a cross between an Eagle Union and Ironblood ship, naturally worried him more.

"You may not hurt them. But if you can make them both start to follow orders more, then... I don't see why you shouldn't help them." Admiral Prince was hesitant. But at the same time, he needed to get the other two shipgirls to listen to his orders more often. That way, he could actually improve the base and perhaps get it ready. Just in case somebody might actually try to attack. Whether it was the Sirens, or the Sakura Empire...

Lieutenant Queen's lips curled into a mildly depraved grin, as she saluted once more. "Jawohl. You'll see results before long, Meine Admiral." She chimed with glee, as she started to wander off.

Leaving only the sound of her heels clicking against the ground, forebodingly sending images through her Admiral's mind...

---

There were two Shipgirls that were assigned to Nowheresville. Three, now that Lieutenant Queen had turned from a quiet boy into a dominant woman. And both of them were going to be their own kind of trouble.

The first, and perhaps the most annoying of the two, was Manta. A Balao-class Submarine girl who was always up to no good. Considering the reputation she had around the base, it seemed as if she used her more sensual form to seduce the workers and leave them blue balled all for the sake of having whatever fun she wanted. And the ones that she hadn't blueballed... She could use them in any way that she pleased. Which also made her a chokepoint, given the partners she had made.

The second, who was going to be a greater problem due to her lack of work ethic, was Pasadena. A Cleveland-class light cruiser, who had abandoned all the boyishness of her class in favor of a tanned and lazy approach instead. She had tits that could certainly get her whatever she wanted, but she didn't really care about the people she protects. As long as she gets paid and she does her job, hey, don't need to worry much more about anybody else.

In short, she needed to make Manta understand that her bratty and sensual approach to everything needed to change, and she needed to make Pasadena care for the people she fought to protect. The former would lead her to being a much better girl, and the latter... Knowing Pasadena, it would likely just result in a lot more tans across the base. But as long as people actually did what they were meant to, the tans wouldn't be an issue.

Queen had her work cut out for her. But after her procedure, she felt that she could do anything. And what better way to test that out, than to put those two in their place?

A soft giggle left her lips, as she made her way to Manta's room...

---

"Ehe. What's with the smug look on your face, hag? You look like you're enjoying your new self."

Manta was as rude as ever, even to a fellow shipgirl. Something that Queen had definitely gotten used to, given how much she had been forced to deal with Manta thus far. Being the equivalent to the Admiral's Secretary sadly made that mandatory...

"You should know better than to call your elders such rude names, Manta." Queen said, her expression remaining pleasant as she stepped closer. The sound of her heels clicking against the soft carpet underneath. All while she did everything to ignore the many naughty pictures plastered on the walls...

Queen already knew that many of the 'supply runs' and other errands that Manta carried out usually resulted in sexual payment. And she had commemorative pictures taken of each and every one of them. Why? Probably to psych her Admiral out, whenever they wanted to try and scold her. She had certainly been psyched out when Manta first introduced her to her room...

"I call it like I see it. Just like our Admiral's a wuss that knows he can't get his way, if he wants to go against me and Pasadena." Manta giggled as she pulled herself up, legs crossed as she gazed up at the much bigger Battleship. Not at all intimidated by the size difference, much less feeling any sort of obedient.

At least, right until the good Queen slammed her back against the bed, her tits hovering right in front of Manta's face. "T-The hell do you think you're doing? You know better than to-" She cried out, struggling to get up after being slammed down...

Only for her head to be pulled straight into the Battleship's breasts, muffling her attempt to struggle and her attempt to cry and whine about it. All while Queen simply giggled and let one hand rest on her cheek. "Oh, you should be well aware of what I'm doing at this point, Manta..."

Manta shivered as she felt such strong yet slim fingers grab her. Combine that with the subtle scent that was being given off by the much bigger woman, and... And... W-Why couldn't she... Why couldn't she think straight when she was this close to her..? I-It didn't make any sense, she only usually got like this when she was being a little too cheeky with a bigger man...

"Ufu... It seems like the intel I got was right." Queen chimed, as she forced Manta's head slightly out of her voluptuous cavern. Very nearly sliding her into the outfit itself, at least that's what it felt like for the tanned brat. "Despite how much you puff yourself up, you really just want to be put in your place. That's why you keep calling Meine Admiral such bad things. Adorable, truly adorable..."

Manta struggled, and yet the more that Queen spoke, and the more time she spent closer to her, the more her mind was getting foggier and foggier. "Y-You... Y-You Bitch..!" She cried out, trying to wrestle free. Anything to get away from her...

But all that she did was get herself closer to Queen's eyes. Queen's glowing, enthralling eyes. That just immediately stared deep into her, and filled her with... with...

L-Loyalty? A-At least, that's what Manta thought that it was. Those yellow eyes that glowed so blue... They were making her imagine her Admiral. Her... Admiral... Doing... H-Haaah... D-Doing this exact same kind of thing to her...

"You want him to pin you down and put you in your place. But don't worry. If you're a good girl... If you salute and pledge never to cause our Admiral any more trouble, he'll give you what you want."

Queen's voice sounded much stronger than before. So, so much stronger. And it was so, so difficult to say anything against it. So difficult to fight against it. So much so that Manta just ended up blushing and quietly lifting her hand up into the air...

"H-Heil... A-Admiral..." She muttered, her cheeks flushing brightly red. Right before she seemed to overheat, and collapsed right against those breasts that had started to dominate her. All while the thought of giving in was so fresh on her mind, despite how she had just passed out...

It brought another giggle from Queen's lips, as she let go of Manta. She was going to see things in a whole new way from now on. And hopefully, she would choose not to blatantly insult her dear Admiral this way... Yes, Wunderbar...

Now, for the lazy girl instead...

---

"You're blocking the sun, Queen."

Pasadena wasn't even bothering to try and get up from her spot on the dock, even as the Battleship started to block her view. Nah, she just laid there. Slightly sizzling, because of how particular her tan needed to be. And considering how she loved her uneven tan, it was no wonder that she was actually preserving some amount of modesty with the swimsuit she wore...

"I don't recall you asking for permission to just lay there and relax, Pasadena." Queen chimed, as she remained in the path of the sun. All while keeping that gleeful and foreboding smile on her face.

Pasadena sighed as she slowly tugged her sunglasses down. "I'm pretty sure there's nothing else to do besides get some sun, Queen. You've seen what happens around here, there's no fun to be had with the humans." She explained, maintaining eye-contact with the much bigger woman. Best to just confront her and get her out of the way so she could get back to sunbathing.

"Oh, but Manta knew what kind of fun she needed to have. Even if it was the kind of fun that left so many of them completely blue-balled." Queen chimed, kneeling down as she came a little closer. Blocking the sun still, yet making it harder for Pasadena to avoid her in turn...

Pasadena let out a more frustrated sigh as she sat up and glared straight into Queen's eyes. "Then what fun do you think I could have with them, mmm? They're nowhere near as-"

Before she even had the chance to finish what she was saying, Queen pulled her closer. Straight into a kiss. Their lips locked, as Queen's eyes started to shine blue...

Pasadena swore that she could feel more than just one tongue playing with hers as she kissed away at Queen. It was like.. It was like there were a dozen tongues playing with her. All of them licking her clean at once. It was impossible, and yet at the same time, that's definitely what she was feeling...

Not just tongues either. It was like she was being touched all over. Squeezed into. Played with. She was being treated like a toy to play with. Something that should be utterly and horrendously degrading. And yet... And yet...

It felt so good. Way better than it had any right to feel. Which just made her blush even more. How was it able to feel this good? What was she supposed to do when faced with something like this..?!

Queen pulled back as she saw the frustration filling Pasadena's expression. Frustration, mixed with satisfaction. "That's what you want, isn't it?" She giggled, as the glow in her eyes faded away. "To have everyone just stop watching and actually go for it. That's why you keep laying out in the open. Waiting for somebody to make the first move. No wonder you're disappointed in everyone...

"N-No... I... I..?" Pasadena gasped as her emotions started to rapidly swirl around. She... She couldn't be right about that, could she? There's just no way, she was... She had only been here for about a month at this point, and she had only been a girl for about a week or so, if not less than that. And yet she had already...

The Light Cruiser's cheeks flushed bright red as Queen grabbed her chin, squeezing her fingers into those tanned cheeks. Cheeks that flushed brighter and brighter red with every passing moment...

"If you start playing along and actually socialize with people... Maybe they'll dare to make a move and actually play with you. Especially Meine Admiral." She said, before gently kissing Pasadena on the lips once again. Not letting the kiss last any longer than it needs to, because she was sure that she had already gotten her message across.

The subtle blue glow in Pasadena's eyes was all the confirmation she needed. "J...Jawohl..." She muttered, trembling a little in the Battleship's presence. All thanks to her imagination already being flooded by how tender the Admiral could be. How much he could play with her body, if she was just honest. Ehe... Ehehe...

Lieutenant Queen giggled as she quietly let go of Pasadena, and got back up. Letting the sun shine down on her again, illuminating the sweat on her body...

Illuminating the juices down below, as the loyal Light Cruiser had begun to understand her place...

---

"Fall in line!"

Lieutenant Queen's words echoed out, as the sound of boots meeting the floor below followed suit. And before her, were those devious girls. Those girls that now understood what it meant to serve...

And as thanks for their loyalty, she had gone through the trouble of giving them a much more fitting wardrobe. Courtesy of Doktor Koenig and her taste in leather, they were both clad in... Ehe, well, to call them uniforms would be a stretch.

"Heil Eagle Union!"

The Submarine and the Light Cruiser both saluted and cried out, causing the tight black and red garment wrapped around most of their bodies to squeeze down on their bodies. This was both meant as a training tool, to give them both the chance to become the best that they could be... And a punishment for their disobedient nature.

The more it squeezed down on them, the more it rewarded them with pleasure. The more that they acted like good Shipgirls, the more the reward repeated. So if they kept on doing good, they would feel the pressure... And as such, their bodies would tense up in the future too, automatically associating the act of doing good with feeling good.

There was one tiny caveat to this. And it wasn't the fact that she was training them with pleasure. Far from it. The caveat was the fact that the suits didn't quite fit the usual color scheme of the Eagle Union, what with the blacks and the reds being predominantly attached to and associated with the Ironblood fleet...

Not that it mattered to Queen, who couldn't help but giggle a bit as she watched the girls' suits grow nice and wet down below. All while she thought about what a good job she had done. Ah... Ahhhh... Her beloved Admiral would be so proud of her. Wunderbar... Wunderbar..!

Moans echoed from both her and her subordinates, all while Prince quietly watched from behind a corner. Watching from a distance, as more and more sweat started to run down his face...

"Queen... Just what did the good Doctor do to you, for you to turn out like this..?" Even with what the Lieutenant had told him, he couldn't really believe it. And what he had seen her do... Yeah, he had good reason to doubt her words...

For now, he'd have to retreat back to his office. And just... Try his best to ignore what had happened here. At least until he knew what he could do to bring Queen back to her senses. He didn't want her to be like this for long... Even if this was what she truly wanted.

Besides... The more that he looked at her, the more it looked like she was looking back at him. Waiting for a chance to catch him off guard...

But... That was just his imagination, right..?