CONTENIDO ADULTO - PARA MAYORES DE 18 AÑOS Imagen creada por Zulubean / Digital Artist Año 2267. Puente de mando de la  United Star Ship (NCC-6901-B) Cousteau. —¿La destrucción de la USS Cousteau y la aniquilación casi total de su tripulación a excepción de algunos miembros escogidos como sus mascotas sexuales si no hacemos entrega de la embajadora  oryionana  antes de la próxima rotación?  —Exacto —asiente la guerrera klingoniana Lutessa de la Casa Ko’taak con los brazos cruzados y con cara de muy pocos amigos. Vamos, la cara que tiene siempre. A su diestra, su hermana gemela Kalutta lame lascivamente una espada ceremonial con su modificada lengua bífida—. A pesar de su cerebro de primate, capitán Kock, lo ha entendido todo a la primera sin tener que hacerle un dibujo aclaratorio. —Estimada capitana Lutessa, ¿qué le hace pensar que la USS Cousteau es incapaz de defenderse de sus amenazas y de a mandarla a usted juntos a su tripulación a tomar por culo de vu...

  ADULT CONTENT - FOR PEOPLE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE Image generated by ChatGPT and Luis Fernández (feel free to use) Year 2267. Bridge of the United Star Ship (NCC-6901-B) Cousteau. —The destruction of the USS Cousteau and the near-total annihilation of its crew, with the exception of a few members chosen as your sex slaves, if we do not hand over the Orionan ambassador before the next rotation? —Exactly —nods the Klingonian warrior Lutessa of the House of Ko’taak, arms crossed and looking anything but friendly. Well, the face she always wears. To her right, her twin sister Kalutta lasciviously licks a ceremonial sword with her modified forked tongue—. Despite your primate brain, Captain Kock, you have understood everything at the first go without needing a diagram to explain it. —Dear Captain Lutessa, what makes you think the USS Cousteau is incapable of defending itself against your threats and of telling you and your crew to fuck off back to the filthy planetoid from which you’ve...

ADULT CONTENT - FOR PEOPLE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE Year 2267. United Star Ship (NCC-6901-B) Cousteau. Beta Quadrant .  Captain James T. Kock has just generously ejaculated onto the blue tits and part of the face of the young Landorian Ensign Duvall, shouting "Long live the first directive!" when the intercom on his jacket demands his attention on the bridge. He is informed that they are approaching their mission destination, the jungle planet Medea III. He pulls up his trousers and, with his deflated glans clearly shrinking, finally releases the albino bun from the officer, but not before ordering her to clean the last traces of his cum with her tongue. A starship captain cannot go about his duties looking like a mess! "You have performed your enormous task diligently, but you refused to swallow my milkshake," says the superior, "and for that reason alone, I am demoting you to first mate, Miss Nyota! "But I'm already an ensign, Captain!" protests th...