[Corruption, Mental Changes, Submission, Femdom]

As an Admiral, it fell to Prince to make sure that his station was properly cared for. It fell to him to make sure that not only the staff, but the various Shipgirls that served here were given all of the attention that they deserved, so that they could work as a well oiled machine.

Which was why he was currently doing his best to slowly sneak around. Because as much as he wanted to make sure that everyone was alright, there was a certain person that had currently left a seed of worry inside him.

His Aide-turned-Secretary, Lieutenant Queen. Somehow, the good Doctor had managed to turn a shy young man into a buxom beauty, one that had a much more dominant and extremely concerning feel to her. One that he had politely asked to help with the obedience of the two Shipgirls that were stationed at Palmyra Atoll.

...

It was because of that request that he caught a glimpse of what she had done to them. The bratty and disobedient Manta, and the lazy Pasadena. Both of them were actually wearing uniforms that were not unlike the one that Queen wore, and both of them saluted her as she gave them commands. Such an irregular sight, such a concerning sight.

He had asked Queen if she had been altered in any way by the Doctor, to try and narrow down why her demeanor had felt so different. And while she was adamant that nothing had changed, the way that those two changed as well made that hard to believe.

So it was up to the Admiral to quietly investigate the two for himself. Figure out if something really had changed about them, and from there...

Hopefully, get his adorable Aide back...

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"Manta, are you in there?"

The young Admiral asked as he knocked on the door leading to the Balao-class girl's room. Normally, she wouldn't be hanging out in her room. Because she'd probably be off on one of those supply runs. Runs that... R-Runs that involved the young girl getting into certain arrangements. Queen had been kind enough to show him some of the pictures that she had on hand, which he desperately wanted to stop thinking about.

"Ah! Herr Admiral! C-Come in, please!"

The voice on the other side of the door sounded so hasty. He had caught her doing something. Hopefully, it wasn't something bad... Or something that he would be scarred by.

Slowly, the Admiral opened the door, carefully closing it behind him as he gazed towards the short submarine...

And immediately being greeted by the erotic sight of the tanned shipgirl wearing that black and red uniform that left her armpits exposed, while having pulled her tomboyishly bratty shorts down to expose her Eagle Union-stamped panties. Panties that were currently wet and thoroughly used, given the way part of the fabric seemed to sink straight into her naughty hole.

"H-Haaah... H-Herr Admiral..!" Manta giggled as she sat there on the bed, obediently keeping her hands off her crotch as he arrived. "I-I've been keeping up the practice that F-Frau Queen requested me to... S-So you'd... H-Haaaaah..."

Prince felt nervous sweat running down his back as he watched her. It was one thing to have her sunbathe and act like a cheeky brat. It was another to have her double down on the lewder aspects of her character, while at the same time sounding so obedient.

"A...Are you okay, Manta?" He had to ask the obvious question. Even if he expected just as obvious an answer, one that wouldn't give him anywhere close to the kind of answer that he wanted.

Manta trembled as she heard the good Admiral's voice. Showing such concern for her, it wasn't fair... She didn't deserve that concern! She had been such a baaaaad girl... "H-Herr A-Admiraaaal..." She muttered, as she slid slightly further up onto the bed. All while panting as her tanned cheeks grew nice and red. "Y-You're supposed to punish me... Not ask me if I'm doing okay...!"

"E-Eh? B-But, you're one of my Shipgirls. I always need to make sure that you're okay. E-Even if I just caught you masturbating..." Prince didn't understand any of this. What exactly had Queen done to her to make her turn out like this? More importantly, why couldn't he stop staring? He wasn't... He wasn't like that, right? He wasn't... G-Gods above, had Queen done something to him too while he wasn't looking?

His concern, his kindness, both made Manta tremble with pure shameful delight. It wasn't fair that his voice made her feel this way. He hadn't even started to punish her, yet this kind of treatment made her feel really good. It was like he was punishing her for acting differently than he expected..!

"I've been a Baaaaad girl, H-Herr A-Admiral..!" Manta cried out as she started to press her fingers down towards her pussy again. "A-Always going out on supply runs, so I can have fun... W-When there's so much more fun here with you..! A-And I thought you'd understand... I-I thought you'd punish me once you realized what was going on!" She actually spilled the beans... Making it seem like everything she had done prior was an attempt to make the Admiral, as well as his predecessors, put her in her place.

The way that she called herself a bad girl made Prince bite his lower lip, especially as she spread her legs to really make it difficult to look down at her wet snatch. "Punish me, Herr Admiral..! Punish me, I've been a Baaaaaad girl..!" She cried out, as if beckoning him to come closer and ravage her.

"N-No! I won't just fuck one of my Shipgirls! Not even if they've been bad girls!" He asserted, as he tried to back away towards the door. He needed to get away. He needed to try and check on Pasadena too, and see if she had been changed in the same way. All for the sake of not being surrounded by deviants... And for the sake of having a chance to turn Queen back!

Manta let out a pleasure-filled cry and whined as she quickly turned away from her Admiral, shaking her rear in such an enticing and alluring manner. "Please..! Please, Herr Admiral..! Punish me..! Fill me, ravage me, call me a Bad girl! I want to be put in my place..!" She was desperate. Perhaps a little too desperate. She just wanted this beyond anything else...

And he couldn't stop looking towards her shaking her rump. It was almost transfixing. He could feel his own pants growing tighter and tighter as he gazed upon the petite girl's surprisingly ample rear. It was... N-No, he shouldn't think about her in that way. She was his Shipgirl. She wasn't a Bad girl! She wasn't meant to be punished for something like what she had done..!

It was with his heart trembling and his cock throbbing within his pants that Admiral Prince forced himself out of her room. Hurrying the best he could towards Pasadena's room, so that he could investigate her changes...

Leaving Manta to quietly climax without even being touched. Because this kind of neglect, in its own way, was a punishment. Just what she had wanted...

Queen was right, he was going to put her in her place... Ehehe...

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Admiral Prince felt the sweat running down his brow as he tried everything in the book. Everything that could possibly help him calm down so he wouldn't think so much about the erotic girl. He had to do this, otherwise he would just be focused on the image for much longer than he should, and from there... Well, somebody was going to take advantage of him. Whether it was one of the girls that had been converted, or Queen herself.

Then again, the idea of being taken advantage of like that... N-No. That wasn't something he should start getting excited about. No, he should just be doing his best to focus on the problems straight ahead. The problems like...

"P-Pasadena. You're in here, right?" He knocked on Pasadena's door, knowing that if she wasn't out getting a tan, she'd probably be lazing around inside.

The door immediately flew open as he tried to call on her, revealing the normally lazy girl in all of her glory... Despite the fact she didn't look nearly as lazy as she ever had.

What with her wearing the same sort of uniform as Manta, and with not even close to caring for standards beyond that. She went completely naked below the belt, leaving her oversized tan derriere on display... As it audibly clapped while she grabbed ahold of the Admiral.

"Herr Admiral! Finally, I'm so glad you stopped by..!" She sounded so elated. So energetic. So unlike how she normally was. And she even bothered to close the door behind the two, letting them have a bit of privacy as she swept the Admiral off his feet and into her little den of depravity...

Admiral Prince was having a difficult time trying to cope with what he had seen from Manta. But now that he was faced with the much more forward, much more 'friendly' Pasadena, it was even more difficult for him to deal with the erection in his pants. The lack of a proper gap between the girl's thighs didn't help matters either, it just made him want to...

"N-No, this isn't right. Y-You were never like this, P-Pasadena..!" The Admiral caught himself before he ended up having thoughts about shoving his big hard thing in and out between her thighs, as he tried to get back up after she had forced him onto the ground. "Y-You're more of the lazy type, aren't you? I-I wanted to help give you incentives to be less lazy, but-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence before she found herself on top of him. All of that heft kept him from getting free, all while giving her the opportunity to lean over him and kiss him straight on the lips. All while smiling with utter delight and glee...

"M-Mmhm..." Pasadena was blushing too, but it was a much more erotic and happy blush. "Frau Queen had a talk with me. She told me to be a lot more honest. And... Truth be told, I tried to just lay there and wait for somebody to stop me. I want to put this body of mine to good use, you know..? Have people look at me, have them taste me and just..."

She moaned. Just the concept of having her Admiral look at her when she was like this was arousing. Just the act of admitting that she wanted to be used and abused because she had been tanning in the sun...

Pasadena's true nature as a masochist had been pulled into the sun. Just like Manta's had been. Or would it be more appropriate to say that Queen had forced this kind of nature upon them while making them more obedient..?

"Admiral... P-Please. You can tell me to do anything. I'll do my best. Just promise to look at me, okay..?" That was the one thing she wanted him to do. She wanted him to keep gazing at her. Keep treating her like a piece of eye candy that was there to be watched...

He didn't want to do just that. "T-There's more to you than your body, Pasadena. I promise you..." He said, as he tried to worm his way out from under her. "Please... Please get off, Pasadena. I don't want this. N-not... Not yet." Since she was honest, even if it was possibly brought out due to Queen, he felt that he had to be honest too.

"Ahh... Of course..." She muttered in a slightly disappointed tone, lifting herself off the young man. All so he could get back up as well...

And in the process, catch a glimpse of how plump her pussy really was. How much it was begging to swallow something thick and long. How much she was begging him to play with her... It was frustrating to see. Not just because of how she changed, but because if she had revealed this bit by bit on her own instead of being forced to by being tampered with, he probably would've indulged her...

Admiral Prince slowly stood properly on his own two feet, before taking a deep breath. "Pasadena. Once I deal with Lieutenant Queen and make sure that she didn't do anything bad to you and Manta. Then... C-Come to my office. I promise to try and give you what you want." As much as he tried to ignore his own lusts, he needed to deal with them somehow. And maybe, being more passionate about it with Pasadena would help."

Pasadena's eyes lit up with glee as she nodded. "Of course, Herr Admiral!" She was outright ecstatic. Downright delighted. She was going to get private, personal time with the Admiral... Just as she had hoped for. Just as she had dreamed of. It was going to be such a wonderful time...

With that, Admiral Prince started to leave the room. Hoping that he could make it all the way to the Doctor's quarters before-

"Mein Admiral."

Unfortunately, he wasn't going to get the chance. The last thing he saw before everything went black was the jealous gaze of his former Aide, beaming into his eyes...

She had heard everything... And she wasn't very happy about what she had heard...

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Slowly but surely, Prince's vision returned to him. As did the pain of being struck in the back of the head. Somebody had knocked him out, it seemed...

The first thing he saw when he found himself waking up, was the soft red shade of the ceiling. As well as the dim light that shone down on him, keeping him slightly lit.

After that, he noticed something pushing up against the back of his head. It wasn't quite a pillow, it had a different feel to it. It was way, way softer... While at the same time being kind of bumpy. Almost as if this 'pillow' was actually two 'pillows'.

Then he felt his body trembling a bit more, and he gazed downward. Finding his... His pants gone, and his painfully erect cock... Sandwiched, in between two... Two...

Two thick thighs. It was then that everything started to click together, and he feared for his life. All while he could hear the tender heartbeat of the one he was laying on, contrasting with his much more frantic heartbeat.

"Ah... Mein Admiral. Why did you have to try and run from me?"

Queen's tender, loyal voice echoed through his ear. Gently teasing him. Gently playing with him. She didn't want to hurt him. The way that she held him and teased his member down below made that clear. But she still seemed a little mad. Otherwise, he would've been facing her. Instead of away from her.

"R-Run? I... I didn't want to run from you, Queen. It's... It's just..." He paused, knowing that she would probably not accept anything but the truth. He was always so truthful with her before she had transformed like this. So why couldn't he be truthful now..?

He took a deep breath. A breath that grew a little nervous as he felt those thighs press down on his shaft. "I... I'm just... I'm just worried about you, Queen. It's... It's like you've changed. I don't know if it's because of Doctor Koenig or if its because of something I've done, but the way you've made them change too... I just can't help but worry."

"Ja, worry... Of course Mein Admiral would be worried for me."

Queen emphasized what she was saying by squeezing her thighs down on his cock once more... Before letting go, only so she could turn him around and have him face her.

So that he could see her dominant expression. But more importantly, so she could show him that smile of hers. The smile that had genuine love mixed in between all of her new obsessive aspects.

"I just want the best for you, Prince. That's all. And the best for you... Well, as I can see it, it's a harem of all the Shipgirls you can muster. All begging for you to be with them. Doesn't that sound just wonderful?" She explained, as she gently widened her thighs...

Which managed to suck his cock straight into the small hole, since it was perfectly aligned with how erect he was. So he couldn't stop himself from letting out a delighted moan, even if it wasn't exactly what he wanted. But at the same time...

It was what Queen wanted, wasn't it? She wanted him to be happy by having no more problems. It was such an absurd way of accomplishing that. But he could see where she was coming from...

That was why Admiral Prince stepped up, and grabbed ahold of her hips. Thrusting into that hole she had made. "I understand, Queen..! But..!" He shouted, thrusting for emphasis. "You must... You must fix them, so that they're still who they're meant to be! I can't be with them if they're not the real thing..!"

It wasn't proper intercourse. But it was definitely something she had been dreaming of for a long time. Even back when she was a young man, the idea of having him passionately fuck her... It was something that she had wet dreams about...

Now? She was getting what she always wanted. Which was why she ended up letting out a laugh. There's no way that she could say no to her Admiral when he was being this honest and earnest.

"Jawohl, Mein Admiral..! Your orders are my pleasure..!" She cried out, as she tried to pull him into a kiss...

A kiss that he happily met with one of his own. Sealing their deal, sealing their brand new relationship under a contract of passion as both of them began to leak thanks to a quiet mutual climax...

From that day forward, Palmyra Atoll would be a very different place. A place that Admiral Prince would grow to love with all his heart...

As he began to truly understand and love the Shipgirls under his command, and the staff that was there to support them...