; ; "Picking up a chronotron radiation surge captain,... its a Suliban ; ship bearing 135 mark 17" reported Lt Richards
; ; "Yellow alert, polarize armour. Hoshi try to establish comm.."
; ; "Incoming signal, they want to speak to you captain!"
; ; "Put it on"
; ; The familiar pebble dashed features of the Suliban leader ; materialized.. usually supremely confident of his superiority, this ; time he was looking terrified.
; ; "No time for pleasantries, Archer, get to these coordinates fast, ; before its too late for us all!"
; ; "Sir, picking up....my god!"
; ; "Report! Detail dammit" snapped Archer angrily
; ; "Sorry Captain, Another ship sir, heading this way at..at warp 9.7!, ; its over a kilometre across at the bow ...its power signature, its ; like the arctic transport..the cybernoids are back"
; ; "We'll hold them off, Archer..GO before they detect you!" interrupted ; the Suliban.
; ; Archer took one look at the wall of technology heading toward the two ; ships, there was something implacable about the way the thing was ; heading in. This time the cybernetic infection was using its own ship ; not a boot-strapped cargo vessel. There really was only one choice.
; ; "Get us out of here, maximum warp"
; ; "You said it Jon, ahm way ahead of you!" replied Trip Tucker the ; ship's Chief Engineer
; ; Enterprise leapt away. The gigantic cube shaped vessel continued on ; its course pursuing the retreating Suliban.
; ; * * *
; ; Somewhere in the Lesser Magellanic Cloud
; ; Wes worked on the his weights, building on his already impressive ; physique. There had been a time when physical exercise wouldn't have ; interested him, but that had been before he'd learned to teleport ; intergalactic distances. Teleporting put a terrible strain on a ; person, you had to be pretty damn fit to survive. After a while he'd ; come to enjoy working out for its own sake.
; ; ..and some of the better built gym-boids had.. other ..things that ; interested him
; ; The Traveller hesitated in his own exercise routine and turned to his ; young companion.
; ; "Do you feel it?" asked the bald alien referring to the fluctuation in ; the timestream
; ; "Yes"
; ; "You should go"
; ; "Of course"
; ; Reality wrapped around Wes and he stepped through.
; ; * * *
; ; Bath University 2002AD
; ; Adam watched with interest as a guy walked down the middle of the road ; as if totally unaware of the cars that were blaring their horns at ; him. As a keen cyclist the sight of cars reduced to a crawl was enough ; to cause a wide grin.
; ; Cycling past the traffic jam he pulled up alongside the guy. He was ; oddly dressed, A skin tight maroon shirt, trousers with many large ; bulging pockets, a calf length bush coat and what appeared to be high ; tech Ski boots. He was lean and muscular, looking like he'd spent ; quite a bit of time outside, and the rest of his time in the ; gym. Exactly the sort of look Adam liked.
; ; "Hey mate! I think the cars want to get past" he said
; ; "Oh? Sorry! I thought that was just engine noise." said the guy, ; glancing around "I'm not used to ground vehicles"
; ; "Well perhaps its better if you walk on the grass so that they can get ; past. I'm Adam Kirk, by the way." he said offering his hand.
; ; "Kirk?" said the guy, his eyes narrowing as if the surname had some ; significance...and then smiled broadly "I'm Wes Crusher, pleased to ; meet you. Listen Adam, if you notice anything weird going on can you ; let me know?"
; ; "Weird? Like the fact that your walking down the middle of a busy road ; holding up traffic?" Adam asked with a crooked grin.
; ; "No..It would be considerably weirder than that. Here you can borrow ; this...uhm..this mobile phone...keep in touch ok" Wes rummaged through ; his pockets handing over a flip-top mobile of an unusually chunky ; design.
; ; "Uhm thanks, I guess" replied Adam looking at the sharply angular ; phone with puzzlement.
; ; "Klingon tech I'm afraid, ugly as sin but very robust." commented Wes
; ; "Klingon? What are they, a Korean company? Uh what's your number?"
; ; "Korean? Yes Korean, my number's in the favourites memory just hit the ; button to get me." explained Wes
; ; Adam looked at Wes trying to get a handle on what was going on. Wes ; was a real hunk, muscular, hansom, and judging by the tight fit of the ; trousers impressively hung. If this was a pick up line it was an ; intriguing one. Adam decided to play along, and see if it led anywhere ; interesting.
; ; "Sure will do. Say, would you like to meet up later, have a beer."
; ; "Thanks, I'd enjoy that." replied Wes flashing a dazzling smile.
; ; Something in one of the bush coat pockets began to bleep. After a ; small amount of pocket searching Wes pulled out a palm-top PC and ; waved it around as if trying to find a direction.
; ; "Ah hah! The game's afoot" exclaimed Wes "I've got to be going. I look ; forward to that drink...later."
; ; Adam Kirk watched bemused as his new friend headed across country ; vaulting a garden fence and disappearing from sight.
; ; * * *
; ; Borg. After some consideration they had chosen to call themselves ; Borg, a merging of the names Becky and Morgan, to signify their new ; shared consciousness.
; ; Borg went to class as normal, they sat next to one another, hand in ; hand. They found the lesson incredibly easy. Being together was giving ; them unexpected bonuses as they called upon each others knowledge to ; answer the questions.
; ; Once the questions were complete Borg set about planning their next ; move, it was blindingly obvious to them that their friends would enjoy ; this wonderful sharing they had discovered. The thought of sharing ; with others was so erotic that they had to excuse themselves in order ; to make out quickly in a store cupboard.
; ; ; * * *
; ; ; The mind numbing final lecture of the day was over and the students ; shuffled slowly, exhaustedly out of Prof Barclay's class.
; ; Kev watched Becks and Morgan exit hand in hand and nudged Adam.
; ; "Must be love, first date last night, and now they're inseparable"
; ; "Yeah its like the rest of the universe doesn't exist as far as they ; are concerned." replied Adam
; ; "Hah, Mikey from Theoretical Physics says they spent an hour in the ; chemical storeroom..and they weren't looking for copper sulphate." ; Added Jim
; ; "Lucky bastard"
; ; "Did you notice that weird eyebrow thing? Is that some sort of ; fashion? Techno-eyebrows?"
; ; "Guess so, looked good on her, that's for sure"
; ; "Man, Becks could wear anything and still look good."
; ; "point taken"
; ; "Well I gotta go man, got a sort-of-date tonight" said Adam
; ; "Who is she? Anyone we know?"
; ; "Don't think so" replied Adam, happy that his sexual preferences were ; still secret.
; ; ; * * *
; ; ; Kev opened the apartment door; he could here the soft sounds of ; someone inside.
; ; "Hey Morgan. I hear you got lucky last night"
; ; "Yes, he did." said a soft feminine voice
; ; It was Becks, naked, stark naked, nipples bullet hard, perfect tan, ; shaved pussy.
; ; Kev couldn't believe it.
; ; "We discovered something special last night, and we want to share it ; with you" said Becks stalking forward toward him
; ; This was totally beyond anything Kev had ever encountered outside of a ; porn movie, unsure, he backed away until the wall stopped him.
; ; Becks moved forward until her breasts pushed gently against him and ; her pussy rubbed against his constrained cock.
; ; "You're going to love this" she said reassuringly
; ; Then there was a sound, metallic like a sword being unsheathed. Two ; points of pain seared his neck, next came the sensation like ice being ; poured into his veins.
; ; Becks retracted her talons from his neck and examined them before ; licking the mercury coloured drop of cum that had formed at the tip of ; each.
; ; "Awesome! We've evolved! We both have sexy steel talons now. Ooh that ; tastes good!"
; ; He should move, run. This was wrong, girls didn't have venomous ; talons. But he couldn't move, didn't want to, everything seemed ; wrapped in cotton wool. Becks took his hand guiding him toward his ; bedroom.
; ; Morgan was waiting, equally naked, 7" cock standing to attention, the ; veins on his cock like a metal scaffolding.
; ; Becks stopped and Morgan joined her, deftly stripping away his ; clothes. Kev wanted to scream but from somewhere a feeling of ; anticipation was building in him.
; ; "Relax Kev this will be the best sex of your life." they said at the ; same time, oddly there was a third voice inside his head saying the ; same thing.
; ; Taking a hand each they guided his compliant body onto the bed laying ; him on his side.
; ; Becks led down in front of him, her cunt positioned so that his cock ; just touched the lips, from behind he could feel Morgan's cock resting ; between his arse cheeks without penetrating.
; ; They seemed to pause waiting for something.
; ; And then the knowledge of exactly how to pleasure them was laid out ; before him, if he touched Becks just so, it would give her incredible ; pleasure and if Morg in turn touched his nipples he would be close to ; cumming.
; ; Morgan's hand brushed his nipple in exactly the right way.
; ; Kev gasped in pleasure, the flow of information was intense now, he ; moved as instructed feeding off the pleasure he caused and received.
; ; Kev felt Morgan of Borg's cock penetrate him at the same instant that ; he shot his own load into Becks of Borg's cunt. Kev stopped ; resisting..and then Borg climaxed again two cocks and a clitoris, ; three as one.
; ; The three Borg fucked four more times before resting, sweaty limbs ; lovingly entangled as their minds adjusted, adding Kev of Borg's best ; traights to their collective personality. Feeling lustful anticipation ; of their newest part longed for talons of his own.
; ; * * *
; ; ; CX-01 Enterprise, Planet of the Guardian of Forever
; ; The shuttlepod was parked in the ruins of an ancient civilization next ; to a large rocky donut like portal
; ; "It appears to be projecting images at an extremely high rate. It is ; focused upon Earth" informed Hoshi
; ; "Earth's past by the look of it Captain, I recognize some of these ; vehicle types, late 20th century is my guess." said Trip looking over ; her shoulder.
; ; "Why would the Suliban show us this? What do they gain? They'd ; normally try to kill us rather than reveal this technology" puzzled ; Captain Archer
; ; "Ahm..Ahm feeling kind o' strange Jon" said Trip staggering drunkenly.
; ; ; Hoshi turned her scanner toward the Engineer "Chronotron radiation ; surge, someone's tampering with the timeline."
; ; Trip's colour began to drain away, his uniform fading away as well, ; revealing a physique that was already morphing into muscular ; perfection, shaved cock already fully erect.
; ; Suddenly Trip's hand lashed out grabbing the unwary Hoshi.
; ; " Don't worry Individual, You're really going to enjoy this."
; ; Twin talons shot into her neck simultaneously Trip's cock jetted cum ; that splattered onto his new six-pack, glistening metallically as it ; trickled down. Pulling the communication officer after him Trip Tucker ; dived through the time portal.
; ; * * *
; ; USS Voyager, Delta Quadrant 2354AD
; ; The Bridge crew sat around the conference table in glum silence.
; ; A holo-projection of a pair of Borg drones rotated in front of them, ; one male, one female. They were strikingly different from the usual ; armoured drones. These were much less technological with what there ; was of it designed to look more like jewellery than functional ; equipment or weapons. The male's equipment arm was flesh-toned and was ; sculpted to resemble a penis, both appeared sexually aroused.
; ; "I am afraid captain that you are all at risk." said the Doctor in the ; cheerful tone that he tended to adopt when faced with a really ; interesting medical dilemma.
; ; "As a crewman's ancestors become Borg it is feeding back up the ; timestream altering their descendant. There is no telling who will be ; next and no warning symptoms. So far only humans have been afflicted ; leading me to conclude that the Borg infestation has not left Earth."
; ; "There is something I wish to add Captain" said 7 of 9
; ; "Go ahead 7 of 9"
; ; "These Borg belong to a completely different collective. Their ; combined personality is totally unlike that of the collective we are ; familiar with." replied 7 of 9 her voice dripping with contempt
; ; "You're not kidding, Ensign Lee tried to persuade me to have sex ; before she tried to assimilate me!" said Lt Paris earning a glare from ; his wife.
; ; "Doctor?"
; ; "7 is correct, I would characterize this new collective persona as ; "Teenaged human"...that is to say, unpredictable, alternately ; belligerent and compassionate, sulky,utterly obsessed with ; sex...and...
; ; The Doctor hesitated before continuing "... they appear to have ; assimilated certain Erosian genes, the ones related to pheromone ; production "
; ; "I wonder what's worse for the galaxy, a megalomanic collective intent ; on conquest or one determined that everyone have a really good time." ; said Janeway
; ; "Either way we've got to stop them and there's only one way to do ; that. It's going to be highly risky and its going to leave us without ; a medical officer."
; ; "It is?" said the Doctor nervously.
; ; "We've set up a data-link to Project Guardian, a high security ; Federation research station, they have a replicated mobile emitter for ; your use. The Research station is built around a damaged time portal, ; you will use that to get to the source of the infestation, once there ; you will have to recreate your anti-serum using the technology of the ; day."
; ; "Sounds simple enough" replied the Doctor in the cuttingly sarcastic ; voice that was his trademark. "When do I start?"
; ; "Given the circumstances as soon as possible." replied Janeway
; ; ; * * *
; ; Bath University Campus, 2002AD
; ; Adam kissed Wes gently on the cheek, brushing the hair from the ; sleeping hunk's eyes.
; ; Wes groaned in his sleep
; ; "Wake up Wes, I gotta go to university"
; ; "Ohh ...my .. Head what was that stuff Romulan Ale?"
; ; "A pint and a half of Strongbow Cider, you're not used to alcohol are ; you lover."
; ; "Alc?...oh" said Wes beginning to rise from their bed only to flop ; back groaning.
; ; "How much do you remember?" asked Adam mischievously. After the first ; half pint Wes had managed to lose all his inhibitions and they'd ; danced close and dirty.
; ; After the second half pint he'd gotten chatty telling some seriously ; bizarre sci-fi stories, mixed in with assurances of his undying love ; for Adam...in a loud voice that had allowed the whole pub to know Adam ; had pulled.
; ; The third half pint had finished him. Not knowing where Wes lived and ; finding no wallet, he'd decided to take his newly unconscious friend ; home to bed
; ; During the night the sleeping Wes had snuggled close...and that had ; suited Adam just fine.
; ; "Ooh" groaned Wes remembering "I talked about Enterprise-D didn't ; I. Damn I shouldn't have done that"
; ; Adam was puzzled, he'd imagined Wes might get embarrassed about their ; passionate nearly naked dancing or waking up in someone else's bed, ; not the sci-fi stuff.
; ; Wes stumbled to his feet, balancing one hand against the wall. Finding ; his pocket filled coat thrown over a chair he searched several pockets ; until he found what looked like a hands-free set
; ; "I..I was meaning to show you this last night...it's a VR headset"
; ; "Thanks" said Adam putting the headset on what's it programmed to do?
; ; "Its a game, you concentrate on the disks and use your eye movements ; to guide them into the tubes..to get a reward."
; ; Adam did as instructed marvelling at the incredible 3D graphics, ; guiding the disk with his eyes was easy...and then he scored, a warm ; tingle shot down his spine like a gentle caress.
; ; Wes waited a few moments and then took out a medical hypo-spray, ; inserted a canister of De-tox and injected himself, dispelling the ; hangover. He hated the need to use the VR-headset, it was a ; dangerously addictive hypnogenic weapon, but history had to be ; protected.
; ; "I'm really sorry Adam, you don't deserve this. I want you to listen ; closely to my voice, listen only to my voice, can you do that?"
; ; Slowly Adam nodded not wishing to be distracted from The Game.
; ; "I want you to create a special empty space in your mind, I want you ; to put anything odd I said to you last night in that space. Have you ; done that?"
; ; Adam nodded
; ; "Good boy Adam, If I ever say "The Game" you will remember how you ; feel right now and place any memory I tell you into that empty ; space. When I say "Game Over" that space will go away and you will ; forget. Do you understand?
; ; Nod.
; ; "Good boy Adam, I want you to trust me Adam, whatever happens, you ; feel certain that I have good logical reasons for doing things. But ; you aren't interested in what those reasons are, it's enough merely to ; know it's important to me."
; ; Adam frowned, then nodded again once he'd unraveled the complex ; instruction
; ; Wes hesitated debating with his conscience "Oh one last thing, I want ; you to tell me the truth. I half-remember we had a good time last ; night. What is your opinion of me?"
; ; "I think you look gorgeous, you are mysterious and friendly at the ; same time, I think you are lonely and need someone, like me, to be ; your lover .....and I trust you completely."
; ; Wes blushed ashamed of himself "Ok, when I say "now" I want you to ; take off The Game and have no further interest in playing it unless I ; suggest it. At the same time you will forget the question I just ; asked...Now."
; ; Adam pulled off the headset. "Not bad but there's only three levels, ; gets a bit boring once you know the moves. Is it a prototype?"
; ; "Yes, that's it exactly. A prototype."
; ; Wes took Adam's hand and pulled him up from the bed
; ; "We had a really good time last night Adam and I'd love to take things ; further.... But I'm here for a reason and I daren't take time out, not ; yet, not until I've figured out what's wrong in this city."
; ; Adam felt a wild joy surge within him, Wes was hooked, all he had to ; do was get rid of the distractions.
; ; "Is there anything I can help with? I know this city, I can be your ; guide. If you want."
; ; "Remember I asked you to look for something odd. Someone's doing ; something... Out of place... I don't know what or who, but they are ; doing it somewhere in this city. I have to find them and stop them." ; explained Wes
; ; "I'll see if my friends have seen anything" replied Adam kissing Wes ; on the lips.
; ; The kiss lasted.
; ; Finally Wes pulled away and began dressing, pulling on his pants and ; great coat, the shirt got stuffed in a pocket, it was a hot day and he ; could tell that Adam was enjoying looking at his ripped torso.
; ; * * *
; ; The Borg figured that nobody would miss them at class that day and ; concentrated instead on fucking each other. The one of them not ; directly involved did chores around the apartment getting his or her ; pleasure through their mental link.
; ; Suddenly The Borg sensed something different, a part of themselves ; that they had not personally seduced. For an instant there was a ; belief that this new part was some un-remembered ancestor. The ; exchange of memories soon dispelled that theory.
; ; Trip of Borg had found himself alone surrounded by Individuals; ; instinctively he had grabbed the nearest one sending his cum surging ; into her bloodstream. There had been a temporal portal nearby, he had ; sensed Borg on the other side and taken his newbie to join with them.
; ; The Borg marvelled at the miracle of it, the Trip Borg was their ; direct descendant. They knew things now, a 150 years of future history ; mapping out an age of love that had grown to embrace the entire ; planet,...even better they had a newbie to nurture and experience.
; ; Hoshi followed Trip. He had hurt her, made her feel odd, bottled in, ; wrapped in cotton wool and yet the only brightness in the universe was ; Trip. She could sense his mind, he was communicating with someone.
; ; Communication was her passion, her specialty, all she needed to do was ; learn this new language and make her distress known.
; ; They walked across a grassy park, getting odd looks from the ; archaically dressed residents, a mother hiding a young child's eyes, ; teenage girls giggling and pointing at Trip's nakedness.
; ; Trip seemed to know where he was going, taking a direct line path ; toward an apartment building.
; ; Trips deliciously pale butt fascinated her for a while; it needed a ; cock thrusting into it... Where did THAT thought come from??
; ; Communication by thought...of course!...there was no way to ; disentangle conscious and sub-conscious thoughts, they had to be ; transmitting everything. The emotional content normally conveyed by ; tone of voice would be integral part of the message!
; ; They mounted the stairs headed for the fifth floor. I must be missing ; something she thought, frustrated. How did I know we were going to the ; fifth floor? And that gay desire why did I experience that?...we're ; linked, I just have to figure out how to talk back.
; ; They were close now, < SOON>, at last communication! But not the ; sending and receiving of a message... it was a sharing of a message.
; ; To understand the message you had to be one with the message, it would ; only work if the minds thought the same thing at the same time.
; ; They were in the apartment now, the others were here. They were young, ; no more than 20 years, two males, one brown haired, and the other red ; haired. Brown hair was tanned, red head was tanned on one side but a ; lovely grey everywhere else, half painted she realized.
; ; The third was a blonde girl about the same height as Hoshi but with ; delightfully perky breasts (that would be best stimulated by a ; nibbling tongue).
; ; They were waiting for something. Communication... to share a message, ; but what message? Something simple..(mouth watering)..
; ; They moved to her unzipping her coverall. They were naked, she should ; be naked also, to share the message she had to be like them, think ; like them.
; ; She undid her own bra, they seemed to know that she would do so and ; their hands moved to assist with other garments, the girl rolling her ; panties down, the two boys unlacing her boots.
; ; She was close to a solution now she could feel it, come on Hoshi, it ; can't be that difficult. Those lovely boys standing there, cocks ; ready.
; ; And then she had it, the Rosetta stone of communication with ; them. Start with the most basic message of all, a primal message, one ; that all creatures understand and could share, the desire to mate.
; ; How dense she'd been! They'd given enough clues..and those cocks ; really did look exceptional. Stupid girl! stop analyzing and start ; communicating.
; ; Hoshi began thinking of which cock was most desirable and suddenly she ; was in!
; ; The knowledge of how best to stimulate them was laid out before her. A ; ballet of body movements that would result in five simultaneous ; orgasms and grant her the ability to share messages with Borg.
; ; Hoshi caressed the two cocks in front of her, the girl going down to ; her pussy and Trip moving into position behind her...
; ; Their newbie was special, she had nearly managed to evolve into them ; even without the sex, that didn't stop them of course, a good mind ; blowing orgasm was Borg's gift to their newest facet.
; ; The Borg smiled to themselves, the smile originated in their newbie, ; eager to try out the talons that were even now growing in her ; fore-arms, in only 3.5 hours she would be ready to teach some lucky ; person the Borg language.