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Star Trek: the original series mission continues
Season Four - The New Adventures!!!
StarDate: 4/19/98 - Log Updated 8/20/00
Season Four, Episode One "TURNED ABOUT ONCE AGAIN!"
Documented for Star Fleet records by Lt. Commander Caleb Jones
CAPTAIN KIRK'S LOG: STARDATE 4031.2
It has been a week since Spock, Bones, Scotty and I went on trial for mutiny.
The charge, trying to take control of the Enterprise from the woman who had
stolen my body. Once we proved that Janice Lester had occupied my body and I had
returned to my own true body, the crew recognized the possession for what it was
and the charges were dropped. Unfortunately, we underestimated the strength of
the device that had swapped my mind with Miss Lester's.
As we began our trip to StarBase 12 to deliver our two prisoners into custody, I
woke up one morning back in the brig, and once again I was stuck inside the body
of Janice Lester.
You have to give Janice credit. She used my rank as Captain and her sudden
freedom to steal the Galileo II shuttlecraft from an Ensign preparing a routine
survey flight. She would have escaped with my male body to freedom if Spock
hadn't been on duty on the bridge. His highly trained Vulcan mind sensed
something amiss as the pilot flew a little too fast past the bridge and he
locked a tractor beam onto the vessel.
Since the unwilling exchange had recurred, Spock and I decided to return to the
scene of the crime to restore my body and mind to the same owner. When Spock,
Bones, and I beamed down, we were shocked to find the alien machine destroyed.
Apparently, Janice had never had any intention of returning to her own body.
Starfleet has agreed to send a science vessel to study the planet and try to
dredge up more secrets of how to swap bodies but it could take years to
accomplish even if the answer still lies somewhere on the planet. Janice made it
clear there would be no information forthcoming from her about the ancient stony
slab of rock that exchanged us the first time, and it is smashed beyond repair
now. I could be stuck inside this female form of hers for years. I know I have a
reputation as a ladies man in the Fleet, but this is closer to women than even I
wanted to get.
Spock thinks the best solution may be with the transporters. They have been used
to filter out poisons and other foreign objects inside human bodies. They even
split my body, my original male one; into two a few years ago and merged them
back together into one. Spock estimates it will take one year and three and one
half months before I can consider a reasonable attempt to get my body back with
our own technology.
We have been ordered back to Earth so Starfleet can consider how to handle this
strange turnabout of bodies. Admiral Delikov ordered Mr. Spock to take command
of the Enterprise until our return to headquarters. Once there, Starfleet will
retest me to ascertain my fitness for command. During the trial, Janice had
asked me if I expected Starfleet to simply give me command of the Enterprise
while wearing her body if she were proven to be an impostor. It would appear the
Fleet's answer is just as she surmised. I will have to earn my command all over
again.
I am still locked within the body of Janice Lester as of this report.
CAPTAIN KIRK'S PERSONAL LOG: STARDATE 4032.8
Doctor McCoy has asked me to keep a detailed personal log so he can monitor my
emotional state. Since I may have this new female body for years, and perhaps
even the rest of my days, the first thing I did was to ask Doctor McCoy to see
if my new body was fit for command. I wanted to make sure Janice's insanity
wasn't caused by something I would have to deal with now that her body was mine.
He ran the same tests he had run on my real body when Janice was hiding inside
of it. I no longer had the same strength I had in my male body, but it was fit
enough for Starfleet requirements. I have begun a regimen of exercise and diet
to bring it to peak condition as soon as possible with a program Bones designed
to strengthen the soft spots of a female form and the damage Janice Lester did
to herself by exposing this body to radiation before taking over mine.
Fortunately for me, the damage was swiftly repairable once that quack doctor she
had hired was out of the way.
Right after my exam by Bones, Nurse Chapel spent the better part of a day going
over the requirements and needs of my new feminine physique. I reluctantly paid
great attention to her lecture, since I obviously had no choice but to learn how
to maintain the body I was in. There was much to learn. I knew the basics of
biology of course, but there were so many small details and some major things of
which I basically was unaware. My male body seemed to be very low maintenance
compared to the requirements of my new anatomy. I tried persuading her for
almost a half an hour after she wrapped up her presentation to accept that I had
no intentions of requiring the birth control shot she wanted to give me, nor any
plans of needing it for the foreseeable future. As I argued with her, Bones
walked in, heard the tail end of our conversation, grabbed a hypospray, and
implanted the birth control supplement into my rear end.
I felt weird rubbing the spot on my wide rear end where he gave me the shot. I
doubt I will ever get accustomed to having so much more flesh in that area. Not
to mention what is always in front of me now on my chest. As much as I enjoy
seeing an attractive bosom, looking down upon one every time I look at myself is
overdoing it. And I could definitely do without feeling a bounce or jiggle
whenever I moved my upper body. Over the past few weeks since I first found
myself in this strange new shape, I have only begun to understand it. At least I
don't have to wine and dine a woman before I can touch her in her more private
areas. Those areas are available to me whenever I want now. Still, it is just
not the same feeling. Nurse Chapel helped me learn about my new biology, but
there are some things I will have to discover about myself, by myself, in
private, like any other female.
Lt. Uhura agreed to help me change my wardrobe. It seems none of my Captain's
uniforms fit me adequately anymore, and I refuse to wear the dresses that Janice
seemed to prefer when she had this body. I don't want to wear any of her
clothes. We managed to redesign and reproduce my uniforms to fit my current
form.
CAPTAIN KIRK'S PERSONAL LOG: STARDATE 4033.2
I managed to persuade Uhura to stop trying to talk me into wearing short skirts.
I tried on a couple of them for an hour or so at her insistence, and wore one to
dinner that night but I just didn't feel right wearing them. The snickering of a
few of the men and the looks from some of the other men didn't help my state of
mind much. She and so many of the female crewmembers might like short skirts and
dresses, and I would be the first to admit to finding them attractive on women
but the style is just not for me.
Skirts may well be the latest in Fleet fashions, as Uhura pointed out to me, but
I have worn pants all my life and I have no intention of changing this pattern.
I'll take the comfort of a pair of pants over fashion any day. I feel half naked
walking around in a skirt even with a pair of colored tights covering my legs.
And I certainly haven't gotten used to the way the men on the ship look at me
now. I know very well how a pair of pretty legs can affect a man even if the
legs belong to me now.
Uhura also gave me some pointers on how to manage the breasts I have been forced
to deal with. She and I apparently are the same size in the breast area, though
her waist is quite smaller than mine is now.
She has replicated a few of her bra's for me to supplement the ones Janice had
among her possessions until we get to Earth and she can take me shopping for new
clothes. I find it very uncomfortable but I do have to admit that a bra will be
a necessity as long as I remain in Janice's body. Her breasts tend to sag a
little more than I like without wearing one and it does reduce the bouncing to a
more acceptable level as I walk and exercise my new body.
As long as I get a few chances to see Uhura's magnificent body unclad, I am more
than willing to listen to her advice. Note that I said listen. I am not taking
her suggestions in yet another matter. I refuse to wear makeup. It seems
unnecessary and my face feels strange when she puts the stuff on my face. I
agreed to wear small earrings since there were already holes in my ears, and I
know many men who wear one or more earrings, but that's my limit. I'm nowhere
close to being ready to look as feminine as Uhura. I may be a woman in body now,
but I am still a man inside and I intend to stay that way for as long as
possible until I can get my real body back.
She is teaching me some exercises that will get this body in better shape.
Janice must have let it go to waste expecting to get my toned form. Lt. Uhura
knows how important a well-trained body is to a Starfleet officer's career,
whether the officer is male or female. Uhura is a wonderful woman, a fine
officer, and a friend I can count on. It's a shame we never shared more than a
kiss between us, though. I still remember that kiss when that mind-enhanced
culture forced us to be affectionate. Sadly, I can see her noticing men and it
makes me remember I no longer have the proper equipment to get her attention,
let alone make her happy. I had always hoped that there would come a day when we
would get closer, but I never expected it to be as "bosom buddies." At least she
remains a faithful officer and friend, and now a confidante as well.
Damn, I miss that body I had. I worked hard to keep it in top condition and now
it is getting soft in the brig with an insane woman at the helm. Instead, I now
have this soft, frail, female shape to call my own. When our minds temporarily
returned to their proper bodies, I tried to tell Janice she should accept the
handicaps as well as the benefits of being a woman. Now I am forced to do the
same.
CAPTAIN'S KIRK'S PERSONAL LOG: STARDATE 4035.6
We have moved into Earth's orbit and docked with the maintenance base. Janice
has been returned to custody on Earth and now Starfleet and I are debating about
what to do with my command. They want me to return to Earth and accept a desk
job. I refuse to admit defeat, and that is what I would do if I agree to their
wishes. I will never allow Janice to achieve her goals in any way! Spock and all
the command officers aboard the Enterprise support my staying on as Captain.
Janice could never have been a Captain, but not because she was a woman, as she
tried to tell everyone for the past decade. There are three women in charge of
Starfleet ships as I write this. I guess I will be the fourth if I get my ship
back. I will be a member of a minority. I think that was the first time I have
smiled since I lost my male body. It was a minority to be sure, but hardly the
total absence of female commanders Janice so violently protested against by
stealing my body.
Janice never got a command because she was paranoid and mentally unstable. That
was the reason I stopped seeing her, and the reason for her dismissal from
Starfleet. I thank God every morning now that it was a psychological disorder
and not something wrong with her brain. Dr. McCoy has run every test imaginable,
and some he dreamed up especially for these strange circumstances, and found
nothing wrong with me that a proper diet and exercise won't cure, with the
exception of my current gender, of course. The radiation this body was exposed
to was indeed minor, just enough to insure our taking Janice off the planet. It
would seem, in her madness, she was unable to bring herself to kill her former
body. I suppose I should be grateful to get a clean bill of health from Bones
and that Starfleet Medical has reached the same conclusions as Bones.
CAPTAIN KIRK'S PERSONAL LOG: STARDATE 4039.9
I have finally come to an agreement with Starfleet Command. They will allow me
to continue the mission as Captain. Spock will become my Number One officer in
addition to his other duties. He will command all off ship activities involving
the unknown until I regain full and complete mastery of my new body as
determined by the ship's Doctor and the security chief.
I still have problems with some of my reactions. I have begun a list of things I
need to work on. For starters, few of my self-defense techniques will work as
well with my new female body. My arms seem much weaker to me now, because they
are indeed weaker. While walking presents me few difficulties, whenever I try
activities I excelled in as a man, I seem to run across problems with my sense
of balance. These hips and my rear still seem so big and strange to me. And my
fists and feet are tiny compared to my male extremities. I lack the impact I
used to whenever I hit a foe with a solid punch.
Uhura has promised to teach me more feminine methods of self-defense, but until
I learn them, it does seem a wise, though regretful, decision to allow Mr. Spock
to lead the away teams. Many Captains divide authority between the second in
command and themselves, but it has always been a personal decision if the
Captain is healthy. I have no choice. I have to follow Starfleet orders. It took
all the pull I had just to keep command of the Enterprise.
There was one other condition headquarters insisted upon as well. Since James T.
Kirk has so many enemies who would like nothing better than to take advantage of
this situation, Starfleet has insisted my crew and I address me by the name
Captain Janice Lester whenever non-crewmembers are present. They have spread the
word that Janice was finally cured a few years ago and been promoted to
temporary command while Captain Kirk takes a well deserved vacation in an
isolated and private location. To me it is an embarrassment, but they consider
it a preventative measure and one I am forced to accept or lose command.
It looks like Janice will get some of her deluded desires after all. Janice
Lester will be the captain of the Starship Enterprise for the immediate future.
A woman will be in command. But she will be me, James T. Kirk.
To paraphrase my new Number One officer, may we both live long and prosper!
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That's all for this episode folks! Others have expressed a desire to write an
adventure of "Miss Kirk." If anyone else cares to, feel free! Maybe we can tell
the whole story of the five-year voyage now that we know why Starfleet and NBC
really shut down all further information after the Turnabout adventure.
There are a few rules. Don't put Kirk back in his own body and follow the orders
Starfleet dictated in the last few paragraphs. This is Star Trek! Try and write
your story like an episode of the show. Like the series, the main characters
survive at the end of the story so more adventures can be told.
One submitted idea had Janice escaping and turning Kirk into a sex slave for the
rest of his life. Sorry! If it can't be shown on TV, it can't be part of this
series. I'm willing to stretch the concept but not to such extremes. I reserve
the right to edit any story, which wants to be a part of this Star Trek Universe
Spin-off
Keep 'em flying!
Caleb Jones
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