Tsushima was a girl of direct means. When she wanted something, she'd get it. It just so happened that what she wanted was to see what all the fuss about dickgirls was. She went to the Admiral and got a volunteer shirt with all the marks, and was now wandering the buildings of Truk Island in search of one of the futagirls.
It had been a very enlightening experience, attending the sexual education course required to be a volunteer. Seeing what to do and how to do it had been very titillating, and Tsushima had enjoyed it very much. Now it was time to put all that training to the test!
There had been a list of all the volunteers and dickgirls, so she went to the part of Truk reserved for the destroyers. There weren't many around, with most of the girls back at Kadokawa, but Tsushima was sure she'd find someone.
Just as she thought it someone appeared. The girl stepped out of her room, saw Tsushima, and waved. Tsushima waved back, and approached. "Hello there, friend. I'm Tsu-shi-ma... Ufufu~"
"Hey there. Is that a... You're a volunteer? Wow, I didn't know the Admiral was letting coastal defense ships become volunteers. You looking for a futa?" the girl asked.
"Mmm, yes. I just finished my training. Will you help Tsushima break in this uniform? You can pick any option you'd like, there's no dangers~"
The girl rubbed the back of her neck. "Eheh... Is that so? Alright, let's go into my room. I'm Oboro, by the way."
Tsushima stopped just as she was about to follow the other girl, and her smile died. "Oh. Tsushima doesn't want to have sex with you, you have crabs."
"What?! I don't have crabs, geez! Why does everyone think I have crabs?! Go away, little ship, I don't want to have sex with you anyway" Oboro said with a huff, and stormed off. Tsushima put a finger to her chin and frowned.
"Now who will Tsushima have sex with? Maybe someone else is around, ufufu~"
She left the destroyers' floor of the Yamato Hotel and headed for the floor reserved for cruisers. Most of the doors were open, but there didn't seem to be anyone around. Tsushima checked every room as she went, but couldn't find anyone. She was nearing the bathroom when the door suddenly opened and out came a girl who bumped straight into Tsushima.
"Dang, I'm sorry! I promised the Admiral I wouldn't bump into anyone here. You alright?" the girl asked.
"Tsushima is fine, of course~ I am a newly made volunteer, and I'm wondering if you would like to have sex with me. You're a futa, yes? I've seen pictures of all the dickgirls" Tsushima said.
"Woah dude, aren't you way too young to be doing this? I can't believe the Admiral signed off on that. Are you sure about this? I'm a cruiser, so I might be a little too big for your first time. Uh, this is going to be your first time, right?" the girl asked.
"Ufufu~ A lady does not tell, or so Akatsuki tells me. Why don't we go into your room and you'll see firsthand just how ready Tsushima is."
"Uhhh, alright, sure. Call me Mogami."
Tsushima paused. "Oh. I don't want to have sex with you, you have bad aim."
Mogami's face turned red. "Oh come on! That only happened once, and I apologized to Shinshuu Maru like a hundred times! Geez, now I gotta go use the onahole" she said. She turned around and went right back into the bathroom, and Tsushima heard the door lock.
"Time to check on the battleships, mmm."
Tsushima headed up to the next floor, the battleships' floor, and began her hunt. Most of the doors here were closed and locked, and there was no response as Tsushima made her way down the hall, knocking on each door as she went. She was halfway down the hall when one of the doors she knocked on opened, the battleship girl towering over her.
"Hello, I'm Tsushima. Would you like to have sex with me? I'm much more experienced than you might think, ufufu~" Tsushima said.
"W-what...? You're awfully forward, Tsushima-chan. I was just about to take a bath with Yamashiro-nee, though..." the woman said, and Tsushima smirked.
"You will certainly need a bath once we're done, ufufu~ May I come in? I'll start with my mouth, if that's what you'd like" she said, and the futa woman nodded. She opened the door wider, and Tsushima stepped in.
"I'm Fusou. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Tsushima stopped. "Oh. I don't want to have sex with you, I've heard of the misfortune you bring."
"Oh, but... It's not my fault! I keep asking the Admiral to modernize my, um, 'assets', but he keeps neglecting me. I'm no where near as bad as Yukikaze-chan! Some of the girls call her Shinigami behind her back, even though that's rude..."
Tsushima walked back out of the room. "Enjoy your bath. Next time I'll watch, ufufu~"
With three floors down there was only one to go, and Tsushima ascended the stairs to it. The carriers' floor. There were few rooms here, reflective of how few aircraft carriers there were in the fleet, but Tsushima only needed one. She knocked and knocked, but there was no response for each door. It wasn't until the last door, which was open, that Tsushima finally found her partner.
"Good morning! What brings you up here, little one?" the carrier asked. Tsushima pointed to the spot above her left breast, showing her marks, and grinned.
"Hello. I'm Tsu-shi-ma. I want to have sex with you, since all the other dickgirls I've talked to today haven't been the right kind. I'm sure you will be, though. Are you ready for Tsushima? Ufufu~"
"...Huh? There aren't any MP's around, right?" the woman asked, and looked up and down the hall. Tsushima giggled again and folded her hands behind her back.
"What are you afraid of? Truk isn't full of dangers like the Southern Corridor is, fufu~ Tsushima is ready to take your cock into her butt. Here, I'll take my plug out right now" she said, and lifted the back of her skirt. The woman tried to sneak a peek but Tsushima turned, still smirking. She reached into her panties, pulled the plug from her bottom, and showed it to the woman, who licked her lips. "When we're all changing together, my friends call me...Tushy-ma, ufufu~"
"Alright. I'm a little worked up now, so this'll be great. Come on in. I'm Taihou."
Tsushima stopped grinning. "Oh. I don't want to have sex with you, you fart too much."
Taihou turned deep red. "I don't have gas! Geez, how rude! It's so mean how everyone jokes about my fuel tanks! I made sure the Admiral reinforced them after last time. Fine, I'll go see one of the volunteer fleet oilers; they like gas!"
Taihou left, leaving Tsushima alone. She put her finger to her chin again and hummed. "Today didn't go at all how I thought it would. How unfortunate. Tsushima didn't want to have sex with any of these girls. Guess I'll go see the Admiral."
Tsushima made her way back downstairs to the second floor and out into the main hall. The Admiral's office at Truk was in the same building, so Tsushima just walked on down to it. She pushed the door open and the Admiral was there, his bright yellow T-shaped head lying on his desk. He perked up at the sound of his door opening, his head still on his desk. "Oh. Hey there, Tsushima. What's up?"
"Tsushima does not want to be a volunteer any more. None of the girls excited her." Tsushima pulled her marked shirt off and put it on the Admiral's desk. The Admiral stared hungrily at her flat chest for a few minutes before he folded up her shirt and set aside.
"Alright, I guess I'll just give the shirt to Hirato. She wanted to volunteer too" the Admiral said. "I'm glad, I want to have you all to myself."
"Ufufu, co-man-der, Akebono was right: you are a perverted lolicon. Tsushima doesn't want to have sex with you, either, but if you want to lie on my lap, I won't say no" Tsushim said. She crawled up onto his desk on her hands and knees, turned, and sat down on his desk, her legs stretched out, her plump tushy softly squishing against the hardwood. She leaned back, propped herself up with her arms, and smiled. The Admiral rested his head on her lap, face buried in her thighs.
"Destroyers have the best thighs" the Admiral declared, muffled since his face was still buried in said thighs. Tsushima grinned, closed her eyes, and leaned her head back.
"Oh commander, Tsushima isn't a destroyer. Ufufu~"
"Just let me have this one thing, even if it's false" the Admiral said, and Tsushima decided that she'd let him. After all, with his face planted firmly in her thighs, he wasn't able to see Tsushima take the forty-ounce bottle of lube and bullet vibrator from his desk.
"Very well, then, Admiral. It's good to relax. After all, the base is just full of dangers. Ufufu~"