June 2nd 1916, you were in the battle of Jutland yesterday and you took a bad hit but you were saved by one of those new shipgirls, soon you wake up on something soft. You wake yourself up a bit more and realize you're laying down in between the famous HMS Dreadnought's large breasts "Oh my gosh! Good morning little sailor, how's your head love?" Said the famous Dreadnought in a thick British accent, you two were out in the middle of the sea, thankfully she seems close to the coast of England