Messy captaining(Star Wars one shot)

Captains Log

I step out of moff stattatas office. I have just been promoted from a Lt.commander to a captain for my heroick and succesfull defence against the rebel raiders who attempted to hijac the cargo ship on which i was serving as the first officer. And altough i am happy for my promotion getting to command my own Arquintess-class light cruiser,there is a downside to this situation. I was injured during the attack and lost almost all  bowel controll. Normally this would be a cause for a discharge,but because of the increasing rebel threat in the sector I was allowed a return to service. As I walk to the shutle that will take me to my new ship,I hear my diaper crinle. A diaper which i am now forced to wear. 

As i board my new ship and greet my crew I feel a sense of both pride and shame. I am in a such curious position. After touring the ship i receive the ships first orders. I am to command the ship on a routine patroll of the space routes in the sector. As i stand on the command bridge i feel a wet fart enter my diaper. I had just pooped(In a toilet because i happened to be right nexst to one) so this was propably just something that didnt quite get out. The wet mushy feeling is not very comfrotable,but i had gotten used to it. I would not have the possibility to change the diaper untill my break in two hours.

As my break begins i leave the bridge and head for my quarters,where my changing euipment is. I change my wet and slightly messy diaper into a fresh new one. I beging eating my meal. I think about my future. I am a rising star in the navy. I know that,because a certain Chiss Grand Admiral said that to me.  I cant quite just remember it now. I wonder whether one day i will get to command my own star destroyer. Suddenly the ship shakes and the all too familiar ship siren blares. I rush to the command bridge,where i am informed that a rebel ship named Ghost is attacking us. Our shields have already been damaged. 

I order all fighters to launch and power from the engines to be directed to the shields. I also order all intel regarding the ship and the crew that could be onboard it. As i read the information regarding the pilot of the ship i go pale. I am dealing with the infamous Hera Syndula and her elite Specters. A team that has caused many problems to the empire. I had fallen deep into my thoughts when the ship shakes and sparks come flying out of the computers. I am informed that one of our fighters has crashed into our magazine causing a large exsplosion. By pure luck we did not suffer a catastrophic chain reacton of exsplosions known as a flash fire,which would have resulted in the loss of the ship and all life onboard.

Our ship was now exstremely damaged and i ordered for backup to be called. As i snap out of my adrenaline rush i realize that i have to poop. Altough a toilet is close i have to stay in my position right now. I have never had a bowel movement in my diaper in the front of someone else. But i had no other choise. As the ship shakes from the enemy fire a large wet fart comes out and i am forced to squat down. As i look into the batle a huge log of poop comes out. I look at my crew which has already noticed. A second log comes out spreading all across my diaper area. The stench is horrid. No more poop comes out and i stand up. I declare that anyone who disrespects me shall have their pay suspended and be transferred to an imperial scrapyard. As i say that a star destroyer comes out of hyperspace. 

I sigh in relief as i know that i have once again succesfully served the empire. 

End of the Story

Authors note:If you want,i can make this a three part story set in three different stages of our main characters career. I will give HIM a name.