Utopia Repainted

Admiral Krychek, their glorious commander rose. A true Amazon, at almost two metres, with broad square shoulders, she commanded respect, desire and above all, awe. She rarely failed to turn heads.

Her full-body peristeel armour suit gave her almost naked (seeming) body a strange sheen. The peristeel could have been made opaque on command if she had so wished. But Krychek was renowned for her flamboyance. Besides, it was widely known that she controlled a large part of the officer complement in the fleet through her projected sexuality, as evidenced by the arousals that began to make an appearance among some of the officers who had also chosen to wear persisteel suits. Both male and female. Some of them hastily opaqued their suits with embarrassed looks; while others leaned back and parted their legs, hoping their glorious leader might look favourably upon their open display of fealty.

"Hail, Tenth Fleet", she saluted, slaming her right fist into her left breast.
The officers responded with a similar gesture, "Live, Krychek".

Admiral Krychek would have seemed completely naked, were it not for the the impressive array of weapons she was carrying, strapped to various parts of her anatomy. All carefully adjusted to ensure that her large purple nipples, tanned belly and button, dark and rounded buttocks and shaven pubic mound with red, wet lips (lip gloss, no doubt, thought Ileana) were still well visible. All that weaponry gave her a kind of sex-killer-robot look. The effect being complemented by her short, slicked down, silver grey hair, which clung to her head like a helmet. Robotic, yet very much humnan, very much woman.

The robotic look was in vogue these days, as bioengineering had lost favour and Humans fell back on ancient photo-electronic computer controlled mechanical devices.

No doubt each and every part of the look was deliberate and carefully planned; it must have taken her hours to get ready, thought Ileana.

'What you hear now is classified, Level Zero' Krychek continued in her deep stentorian voice.
'For those of you who do not need reminding, otherwise you would not be in this fleet",

She paused for a moment to let the chuckles die away

'A Level Zero classification requires that you do not divulge this informatin to /anyone/! That means, obviously no discussion either, even among yourselves.'

She ended with a finality in her tone and gave gave a meaningful look around the hall, as if implying that anyone who broke the rules would suffer a penile or clitoral castration.

While she wondered to herself whether Krychek even knew how to use all those weapons, Captain Ileana Reznik had to admit that her glorious leader was a pretty damned attractive woman. Even in her 50s, she was lean and toned. Her skin was starting to wrinkle, but there was little visible sagging. Her buttocks and breasts looked pert, her large nipples erect... though that could have been aided by the peristeel suit.

Though Ileana herself had never been attracted to her in that way, she could see how Krychek had maintained her power. They were either frothing at the crotch, or like Ileana herself used to be, numb with awe. Either way, Krycheks' officers would have done anything for her, in the old days.
Now, some of them regarded her, and her manipulative antics, with a slight distaste.

'Similar briefings are going on throughout the known galaxy. As you know, I have returned from a closed briefing with the Joint Heads and Prime Governor, on the Governors' personal planet of Fowls Rail.'

'One of the main issues discussed at Fowls Rail was a Final Solution to the 'Bieaon Question', which as you know has been being under debate for some time by Parliament.', she stopped with a dramatic pause and swept the whole room.

'A motion is being voted on tomorrow, to declare the Bieaon an affront to the Human race, and require their immediate extermination from the US controlled galaxy.'

'apparently, the motion will be passed, but you didn't hear it from me' she continued off handedly, bringing a murmur of laughter from the assembled officers.

Reznik shifted uneasily in her seat. They'd known this had been coming for some time.

The Purist lobby had been pushing for years to terminate the Bieaon, after their "corruption" and schism.
There were still a significant number of Bieaon living within Human society... notably the home assistant and companion models. It wasn't at all clear why this was, but generally assumed to be because they did not have sufficient contact with other 'corrupted' Bieaon.
But the Purists argued that the Bieaon could no longer be ultimately trusted.

~Do you want them right in your homes, cooking your meals, looking after your children, in your bed... when they decide to turn !?~ was their over used selling slogan.

Krychek continued, 'Which is why we're here. We don't expect the Bieaon to go quietly... indeed, we can expect an immediate disturbance once the vote becomes public.'

'The motion will be rubber-stamped at 1200 hours Sol Central'

'Now, I have turned a blind eye to those few of you who still insist on associating with Bieaon. They too, will of course be covered by the extermination order.', she said with a gleam in her eye.

'By the authority of the Governor, I hereby order all of you that have Bieaon in your homes, to terminate them by 1200 hours tomorrow, at which time the Tenth Fleet, along with all other USS fleets, will go to Red Alert, to begin the hunt for Bieaon.'

'Good hunting ! ' Admiral Krychek finally added, with a very subtle rapturous smile, given away only by that far-away, yet intense gaze, commonly to be found on zealots... and the demented.

The room thundered with applause as the officers of the Tenth Fleet gave a standing ovation for their glorious leader.

Some of the officers linked arms and were did a side to side line dance, while singing

"A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go, to catch bieaon, and flay 'um, and never let them go... ohhhhhhh....", and the line was repeated, again and again, and again.

Captain Ileana Reznik managed to stand and make clapping motions, and do some lip syncing, but she was suddenly feeling very ill.