Only then, did he notice something: everyone else in the crew quarters were female. He was the only man in sight. What was the deal? "No, I've got my ...ag." said one of the women."Me too." Same here."Nobody had his bag. What was he going to do? If he wore his own clothes, he'd be out of uniform, and start out the voyage in the brig for disobeying orders. Or he could dress up like a chick. He was frantic, but he was running out of time. He was forced to put on the women's clothes. The strange. When Randy & Chloe picked Jane up at her place they found an extremely attractive woman albeit very overweight. Jane was 5’9′ tall and weighed 240 lbs. Although two inches taller Jane resembled the actress Sara Rue both in facial feature & appearance as well as in body figure. Jane was wearing a dress that cleverly disguised her weight so that she appeared stunning to Randy & Chloe. As Jane was above average height for a woman and with her weight, she always had considered herself a big woman.. ' 'And I'm telling you this gun here gives me the right so it might be a good idea if you got down on your fucking knees now.' Then I pointed the gun at her head and then at her tit where her heart was. 'OK. OK. Alright. Just don't shoot me. Don't hurt me. I'll do what you say.' 'Now you're getting smart at last. Get down.' It took every ounce of her mental ability to overcome her resistance to obeying me but slowly she sank to her knees. I walked around behind her. Ron looked like a k** who just got a toothbrush on Christmas. He was visibly disappointed. “Sir is something wrong?” “Umm ermm ohh noo no i guess not” “Ok good! Please let me know if my cleaning wasn’t satisfactory. Anyways sir I’ve gotta get to my job at the restaurant!” “W-w-wait’” Ron didn’t want this goddess to leave his house before he got a chance to get off “Are you sure you can’t clean my bedroom before you go?” “Oh sorry sir, my boss would kill me if i’m late.” Ron, visibly.