; ; "Hello? Is anyone there?" asked the Doctor "Please state the nature of ; the medical emergency? Anyone?"
; ; He had just finished downloading into the mobile emitter, a tedious ; process that had taken nearly an hour during which he'd been "asleep"
; ; The absence of any welcoming party was worrying. Slowly he made his ; way toward the corridor, it was darkened, battle damaged grilles ; dangled next to shattered Lighting components.
; ; There was a body, wearing Starfleet uniform. The Doctor's primary ; programming took charge and he went to assist.
; ; The man had been infected, two gunmetal grey wounds in his neck, he'd ; managed to get a hand onto his stiff cock before going dormant.
; ; "Not good" said the Doctor to himself.
; ; If the Borg had not gotten around to completing this one's ; assimilation it must mean that they had a backlog of infected crew to ; fuck. At least they were neo-Borg and were more interested in a good ; orgy than the rapid assimilation.
; ; He peeped around a corner, the entry to the holodeck was ahead, a ; queue of crew beings waited patiently. Three full Borg were at the ; head of the queue stripping off uniforms and placing immobilized hands ; around stiff cocks or in damp pussies. The soon-to-be-Borg at the very ; front of the line masturbated slowly, mindlessly.
; ; Two female neo-Borg walked past his hiding spot, hand in hand, heads ; turned toward each other so that they could look at each other's ; beauty. A few seconds later they were followed by a pair of male Borg ; also hand in hand with the same blissful expression. Fortunately these ; neo-Borg were at least as self absorbed as the original collective.
; ; The Doctor slipped along the corridor and out onto the surface, the ; research base consisted of pre-fabricated modules deposited in a rough ; circle around the Guardian of Forever Time Portal.
; ; There were a number of naked neo-Borg led out on the sun baked ; surfaces having sex in small clusters or sunbathing. Fortunately none ; of them seemed interested in the Time Portal.
; ; He walked unopposed to the Guardian of Forever and touched its ; flickering surface....
; ; ; * * *
; ; Bath University,
; ; Morgan of Borg pulled back the curtain, there was not a cloud in the ; summer sky, and the early fog was already burning away. Ideal beach ; weather. They could swim, have a game of footy,
; ; check out the local talent and maybe find someone for Hoshi of Borg to ; try her virgin talons on.
; ; And besides, their university studies were much less critical now. If ; they needed to know something, there were much quicker, more ; enjoyable, ways to find it out.
; ; The nudist beach at Studland would be ideal...and if they went by ; train...they licked their lips in anticipation.
; ; * * *
; ; Adam was missing Wes. They'd only spent one night dancing and but it ; was like he'd found a soul-mate, someone he could trust totally and ; utterly. Not like the usual one nighter, already looking for a new ; ride before he got out the door.
; ; Across the campus a balding man was skulking, waving a PDA around. The ; man seemed to flicker slightly like a badly projected image.
; ; Adam smiled, at last something weird he could report to Wes and once ; Wes turned up he could tag along and continue his seduction of the ; mysterious hunk.
; ; Taking out the mobile he flipped it open and pressed the button
; ; "Wes? Does an old guy who flickers when you look at him count as ; weird?"
; ; "Definitely. Can you describe him?"
; ; "He's an old guy wearing a red and black collarless shirt."
; ; "Ok I'll be right there"
; ; The Doctor studied the monitor, the Borg energy signature was heading ; south toward the railway station. That was just great, now he'd have ; to catch up fast or be forced to find transport...and just to make ; things worse the Holo-emitter had picked up a flutter that caused ; people to look at him oddly.
; ; Adam felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned to greet Wes with a kiss ; that could easily have turned deep and passionate. Wes must have been ; within a few feet when he made the call to get here so fast.
; ; "Where?"
; ; "Over there, heading down Marchant's Passage." he replied indicating ; the boxy concrete shopping arcade.
; ; Wes flipped open his PDA and pointed it at the man.
; ; "No lifesigns, chronotron radiation, I think you just found the source ; of the problem." smiled Wes snapping the device shut "lets see where ; he goes"
; ; "Radiation?" asked Adam uneasily
; ; "Trust me you don't want to know"
; ; "Oh?..ok" replied Adam putting it out of his mind.
; ; Ahead of them the bald headed man had increased his pace, crossing ; through the bus station and on into the stone edifice that was the ; railway station.
; ; "Looks like He's taking a train" observed Adam
; ; "Damn!, we mustn't lose him now.!" exclaimed Wes breaking into a run.
; ; Reaching the station there was a hesitation, Wes's PDA indicating up ; the stairs to the southbound platform. As they reached the head of the ; stairs they saw the balding man leap onto the middle coach of a ; three-coach sprinter train, the doors closing after him.
; ; Their run ended on the edge of the platform, the train engines roared ; and the last coach passed slowly, gradually picking up speed.
; ; Wes looked on in shock; the group of passengers at the back of the ; last carriage had been Borg! And one of them had waved at him!
; ; "Looks like the guys are going to the beach" commented Adam
; ; Wes turned slowly to his lover, eyes wide "you..know..them?!"
; ; "Yeah, they're in my class at University"
; ; Wes watched the train retreat, his mind in turmoil, he'd expected to ; face a single agent tampering with the past, instead it was the Borg, ; they were already spreading, and it was almost certainly too ; late....unless.
; ; His eyes narrowed...that friendly wave...utterly unlike the dreaded ; Borg of his own era. Perhaps it was not too late after all. The future ; had already shifted, he could sense it, but he might still be able to ; influence the Borg's developing persona.
; ; ; * * *
; ; ; Wessex Trains 8:30 to Portsmouth
; ; ; Toby sat near the end of the nearly empty carriage, aside from the ; large group at the other end there were only three other passengers.
; ; The group at the far end were trouble, as an experienced rail ; traveller he could tell.
; ; They split up, moving down the carriage each sitting next to selected ; passengers..they ignored an old businessman, an Asian girl in a thong ; bikini slipping into the seat next to him
; ; "Hi, can we sit here?"
; ; "Sure"
; ; He looked at her, admiring her obvious assets, like the rest of her ; group she wore some sort of techno-jewelry over her left eyebrow.
; ; "What do you think of sex?"
; ; "I beg your pardon"
; ; "If you were offered sex so mind-blowing that it was a life altering ; experience would you do it?"
; ; Toby frowned not sure where this was going, was this a pick up line or ; a survey of public opinion?
; ; "Well I suppose I'd have to consider it if the person offering were a ; beautiful girl in a bikini" he replied in a joking voice
; ; "Good" she replied
; ; <snikt>
; ; Toby looked down in surprise. She'd moved around so that her body ; blocked any view of what she had just done. Two needle-like talons had ; appeared between her knuckles and penetrated his crotch, one into each ; testicle.
; ; He inhaled ready to scream, but didn't make a sound; the girl using ; her finger to close his open mouth.
; ; She pulled his cock out of his pants, as he watched the veins on his ; erection turned grey and then metallic as alloy tubing efficiently ; replaced blood vessel.
; ; "Don't worry, I will save you!"
; ; A bald guy was coming towards them he had something in his hand, a ; weapon?
; ; Whatever it was hissed against the girl's skin causing her to cry out ; in pain. All down the carriage heads snapped up suddenly alert to ; danger.
; ; "Get into the other carriage, I will hold them back." Instructed the ; bald guy
; ; Toby moved to comply.
; ; The Doctor aimed his hypo-spray at the Borg as if it were a ; phaser. Jumping right into a carriage full of Borg had not really been ; the best plan ever devised, unfortunately his core programming ; demanded that he intervene to prevent an infection.
; ; The Borg looked at their opponent with more than a little ; irritation. Not only had the bald man interrupted them while they were ; having sex he'd somehow weakened their link to Hoshi of Borg. Hoshi of ; Borg would need a fresh fucking to restore her nanobot levels.
; ; "Why did you attack us?" they asked in unison, a chorus of nine ; voices. "we never did nothing to you!"
; ; "Yes..well umm, your infected with Borg nanobots, I've been sent to ; cure you before it becomes an epidemic" replied the Doctor trying hard ; to sound tough and heroic..although he suspected he sounded ironic and ; apologetic.
; ; The Borg felt a small doubt, were they doing the right thing? But it ; was a small doubt and they could feel their immune system adapting, ; neutralising whatever the man had injected.
; ; "Leave us alone or we will be forced to disarm you." they said in ; chorus
; ; Toby looked at his right arm, it was sore, it felt as if the chill icy ; sensation that had spread out from his balls had all flowed into his ; arm.
; ; The sensations changed edging toward pleasure, his arm feeling like an ; engorged cock. Suddenly the arm straightened all on its own and held ; itself horizontal, his hand forming a fist aimed at the old man's ; back.
; ; Toby wanted to cry out a warning, but the others fixed their attention ; on him for a second and his mouth snapped shut.
; ; "Don't say we didn't warn you"
; ; Toby felt something in his arm slide forward, a sensation so erotic ; that he almost came, and then they were out, two oil slick talons ; punching into the man, cum flowing out of them...his own cock spraying ; in unison.
; ; The Doctor felt the impact, his image beginning to flutter as the Borg ; cum invaded the holo-emitter's circuitry.
; ; "Oh!" he said in surprise before vanishing, the holo-emitter ; clattering to the floor
; ; "What's happening to me?! Gasped Toby finally able to speak
; ; "We are sorry, this moment should be special for you. But we were ; forced to concentrate on accelerating your arm's evolution."
; ; "That bald guy? Did, did I kill him?"
; ; "No, he was never human, like you he is now in transition." the gang ; replied
; ; "Evolving? Transition?" asked Toby confused
; ; "Your becoming one of us. Touch your talon"
; ; Toby did as he was told and gasped in pleasure, it was as if the metal ; were a part of him, an incredibly erogenous part. Gently he ran his ; finger along the smooth talon savouring the sensations.
; ; "When you have finished evolving you will have another pair in your ; left arm just like them. You will be able to inject your cum at will, ; pretty cool huh?" they said
; ; "...pretty cool huh?" Toby said echoing, his mind lost in a talon cum ; fantasy
; ; "We can accelerate the process, make it happen faster all you have to ; do is ask" said Borg
; ; "Yesss" hissed Toby still enraptured
; ; Never one to pass up a good fuck The Borg closed in, being closest the ; Hoshi of Borg removed her bikini thong, raising herself up on tip-toe ; so as to sink her pussy onto Toby's already transformed cock.
; ; "Get ready" they said
; ; <snikt> <snikt> <snikt>
; ; Her talons poured cum into each side of his neck, his own talons ; reacting, piercing into her breast, pouring cum into her.
; ; They stood together exchanging fluid until Toby's personality had been ; fully integrated.
; ; Two stops later the Doctor rematerialized.
; ; "Please state the nature of the sexual emergency?...that's not right" ; said the Doctor looking down at his body, swimmers physique and ; shoulder length hair "I appear to be wearing Travis Flimmel's body - ; re-booting"
; ; The hologram vanished materializing again a few seconds later.
; ; "Hey, what's the fucking crisis?" said the Doctor fondling his 36D ; breasts, the reflection in the carriage window showed a performer ; identified as Britney Speers "No that's not right either - rebooting"
; ; The hologram materialized for the third and final time this time as ; Travis and Britney, bodies holding hands so that the image maintained ; continuity
; ; "We are Borg." said the combined image.
; ; ; * * *
; ; Bath Railway Station
; ; Wes looked at the departing train and then at Adam. He could feel the ; timeline changing, it would soon catch up with him. There was ; something he could do, but first there was Adam.
; ; "If your friends are going to the beach on that train which beach are ; they going too?" asked Wes
; ; "Studland nudist beach, no question"
; ; "How long is the journey?"
; ; "About two hours"
; ; "Hold my hand Adam, this will seem a little weird"
; ; Adam felt reality slip sideways, suddenly there was sand under his ; feet and the gentle sound of waves.
; ; "This...this is Studland!" he exclaimed
; ; "Yes it is..no time to explain. Here put The Game on for a moment." ; said Wes pulling out the headset.
; ; Adam relaxed into the pleasant numbness of VR game.
; ; "It is your strongest belief that there can be no more than 100 minds ; in any Borg collective...if it gets bigger than that it collapses. You ; believe that the true role of the Borg is to form a Starfleet to ; protect humanity. All new Borg should wear The Game once and have this ; message repeated to them. In a moment you will put The Game on me and ; you will tell me exactly the same thing I have told you."
; ; Adam did as he was instructed, removing The Game from Wes's eyes once ; he had finished.
; ; Wes discarded his heavy coat revealing the toned athlete's musculature ; that had taken so much effort to achieve.
; ; "We have little time Adam, I'd like to make love to you, whilst we are ; still us."
; ; Adam didn't understand, but that hardly mattered, Wes was up for it ; right here, right now. He grabbed Wes by the nipples and pulled him ; into a close embrace.
; ; ; * * *
; ; Poole Rail Station (near Studland)
; ; The Borg had gotten lucky, six busty young girls had occupied the ; other carriage, they had required only minimal persuasion to join the ; fun. There had not been time to fully seduce them on the train so they ; now followed obediently behind, as did the old business executive and ; the conductor who had both seen too much.
; ; The Borg had been feeling pretty good about themselves, the only real ; worry was the information contained in the Holo-Borg, it's memories ; told of the other Borg, Morgan's of Borg's mother. It was really ; unsettling to have a frigid, power mad, dominatrix as a mom.
; ; Well momma Borg could stay the hell away from this quadrant they ; decided, their collective teenage bravado coming to the fore.
; ; The data on Erosian Pheromones was fascinating however, once they had ; the equipment they'd upgrade their genes for sure. Increased sexual ; stamina and irresistibility were exactly what they'd always dreamed ; of.
; ; Kev of Borg spotted a girl who's physique would have qualified her for ; a career in modelling. A couple of them quickly walked over to see if ; the babe wanted to join with them.
; ; They felt the pain of the slap as the girl stormed off head held ; high. Even the best chat up lines failed occasionally ..ah well, her ; loss.
; ; Suddenly The Borg became aware that they had gained another two ; personas and turned their attention to focus on these latest timelost ; additions.
; ; On the beach, Adam of Borg suddenly felt a desire to play "The Game" ; that they had in one of their pockets
; ; ; These two were gay and that made a nice addition to The Borg making ; them more balanced in their desires. The Borg relived the last moments ; of individuality that the two had had...
; ; ... Wes thrusting into Adam, his cock moving like a piston, desperate ; to cum before the changing timeline caught up with him. It was a race, ; biology vs temporal physics.
; ; Adam was caught off guard he'd not anticipated how horny Wes was. Not ; that he minded, this wild frenzied passion was its own reward. Who ; gave a fuck if anyone saw!
; ; Suddenly Wes was cumming and it was ice cold unlike any cum Adam had ; ever had inside him.
; ; Adam looked at his abdomen it was changing colour becoming grey, and ; the same thing was happening to Wes only the change was going faster ; in him.
; ; Gently Wes of Borg placed his fists against Adam's neck. "we will be ; together now" he assured "forever"
; ; <snikt>
; ; * * *
; ; USS Voyager, Delta Quadrant
; ; A flash of light blasted the bridge revealing the distinctive form of ; the Q
; ; "Red Alert! Security to the bridge" snapped Chakotay
; ; A few moments later Janeway, 7 of 9 and Tuvok piled out of the turbo ; lift
; ; "Q!...as if we didn't have enough problems" snarled Janeway
; ; Q smiled and conjured up an armchair and a box of popcorn "Don't mind ; me Captain, I'm just here to watch the show"
; ; Janeway felt the brush of air against her naked breasts "What are you ; doing!"
; ; "Actually I've been holding back the adjustment to the ; timestream. Surely you understood? changes to the past effect all of ; the future instantaneously not just individuals" said the Q taking a ; handful of popcorn.
; ; Janeway moved next to Chacotay putting her hand on his naked shoulder ; "I presume that's about to change?"
; ; "Look around you my dear Katherine" replied the Q
; ; Janeway scanned the bridge everything seemed normal, the naked crew's ; cock's and nipples stood at attention as was proper. There was hardly ; any masturbation going on..discipline was good.
; ; "Everything seems normal to us Q. We suggest that you get the hell off ; our ship" said Voyager their voices speaking in unison
; ; Q smiled enigmatically, and then faded his Cheshire cat smile the last ; thing to leave.
; ; With the emergency past, Voyager returned their thoughts to the matter ; in hand, the coming of age assimilation of Naomi Wildman.
; ; Once Voyager no longer had a child-individual aboard to protect they ; could set about their primary mission, securing an entry to unimatrix ; #001 for the ambassador. Voyager rubbed their cocks/cunts in ; anticipation.
; ; * * *
; ; Unimatrx #001, Delta Quadrant
; ; Alarm spread through the collective, something was wrong, the number ; of drones near docking bay #33514 was reducing, whole sectors of the ; unimatrix becoming in-accessible.
; ; The Borg queen detached herself from her throne wriggling her spine ; into her mobile body. Reduced functionality within the unimatrix was ; unacceptable.
; ; Tracking the dysfunction's spread showed that whatever was invading, ; it was following a least time path to the central nexus.
; ; All around the walls of the chamber the guard drones activated, ; stepping down from their alcoves. Heavily modified, both their arms ; replaced with multiple weapons ports these were the last defense.
; ; The door opened revealing ten Starfleet Borg wearing short maroon or ; gold sleeveless halter's, black thong panties and thigh length ; boots. Each with a gleaming gold inverted-V comm bonded to their right ; arms.
; ; The guard Borg opened fire with cutter beams only to have their shots ; deflected by forcefields long since adapted to Borg technology.
; ; "Janeway!" hissed the Borg queen in rage and shock
; ; "We are here to initiate contact" said Janeway of Voyager "attempt no ; violence, ...resistance is futile...after all."
; ; A temporal rift began to form, the Borg Queen sensed her opportunity, ; and whatever was about to appear would be the target of the drones ; combined fire.
; ; Two Borg appeared one holding tightly to the other.
; ; The Voyager Borg got down on one knee their heads bowed
; ; "Wesley Crusher .....and 1 of 1" exclaimed the Borg Queen, suddenly ; understanding. This was not defeat it was final victory!
; ; "You have fulfilled your function 1 of 1" she congratulated "the Alpha ; quadrant is finally ready for assimilation! Prepare to merge"
; ; "So that's our real name is it?" said the teenaged Borg folding his ; arms across his naked chest and ignoring the order.
; ; The Borg that had been Wesley Crusher occupied himself tweaking 1 of ; 1's nipples and running his hands over his muscles.
; ; The Borg Queen frowned at the Borg Prince. As a Prince Drone 1 of 1 ; had a high degree of command independence built in, that did not ; however mean he could ignore the Will of the collective.
; ; "We prefer to think of ourself as Morgan of Borg. Say, your better ; looking than we remember." said 1 of 1
; ; "You will merge now, 1 of 1" the Borg Queen instructed imperiously
; ; "Your not the boss of us! You gave up any right to give orders when ; you abandoned us on Earth." replied 1 of 1 angrily "And another thing! ; Have you any idea how difficult it is to get a good fuck when half the ; races we encounter think we're you!"
; ; The Borg Queen's eyebrow raised fractionally at the outburst. Clearly ; 1 of 1 had become contaminated by his childhood amongst the humans.
; ; "You are a drone of the collective, you will complete your assigned ; task and merge your mind with ours."
; ; "No, we will not."
; ; The Borg Queen took a step forward threateningly. Instantly the ; Voyager Borg were back on their feet putting themself between Queen ; and Prince.
; ; "Back off Voyager, I know you want to protect us, but it's ; un-necessary" said 1 of 1 walking in front of his protectors, bear ; feet padding against hard metal.
; ; "You didn't think we'd come here without taking precautions?" said 1 ; of 1
; ; The Queen Borg smiled, the renegade was within range now. Lifting her ; hand she formed a fist, sending her talons surging forward only to be ; stopped by a forceshield. Her quicksilver cum slithering toward the ; floor."
; ; "Our turn" smiled 1 of 1 conversationally "while you've been ; specializing in techno stuff, we've been out there getting to know ; people. The Erosians for example, masters of the pheromone.. Now that ; was an assimilation party to remember. Do I look hot you think?"
; ; The Borg Queen looked down at 1 of 1, confused by the renegade's ; rambling. In purely biological terms he was indeed optimal, he lacked ; almost all the upgrades that would make him fully functional, but ; aside from that ...very very optimal, and appeared to be sweating ; excessively.
; ; "All this galactic conquest shit, is distracting you mom, know what we ; think? We think you haven't had a man in so long you've forgotten how ; good it feels."
; ; The Borg Queen felt confused, something wasn't right. The Prince Drone ; was correct, procreation was not a command function, never had ; been. The way the sweat glistened on his pectoral musculature ; attracted her attention, a single drop of moisture rolled slowly down ; onto his abdominal muscle array.
; ; The shared voice in her head was receding as she focused her attention ; on the single droplet that was now nestled in the groove between ; abdomen and penis. Her body was feeling very strange, hot and moist ; inside.
; ; "After a short time of exposure most guys n girls revert to a primal ; state, the best bit is the Erosian pheromone is viral, before long ; they get slick with sweaty pheromones of their own. By then of course ; sex is inevitable"
; ; She couldn't hear any of her drones any more, they were still there, ; it was just that she wasn't listening. Her entire attention was ; focused on the male in front of her. She wanted, In all her years she ; had never been denied. Wanting and getting were the same thing.
; ; Her metal-laced fingers grabbed 1 of 1's hair pulling the smaller male ; close.
; ; Sweat slicked breast slid against slippery pectoral muscle. She would ; take her pleasure and then assimilate him afterwards.
; ; They moved against one another lubricated by the pheromonal ; perspiration. Roughly grabbing his erect penis she guided it into its ; new home.
; ; A sting of pain, her virginity lost. The pain was irrelevant. Why had ; she not been allowed this pleasure?
; ; Another sting this time in her buttocks...where his hands had pulled ; her fully onto his cock....NO!
; ; For a brief instant she realized she had lost, 1 of 1's nanites were ; already coursing through her veins subverting.
; ; The sharing of her mind resumed, but with a different focus, different ; priorities. How had they ever ignored sex as their primary weapon? How ; much easier when the individuals shared themselves willingly.
; ; "We are Borg" they said and then the collective tightened their inner ; muscles' grip on Morgan of Borg's cock
; ; Delaying his ejaculation until the optimum moment Morgan finally ; came. The Borg collective was whole again and he found himself at its ; apex, the persona that all the others shared....Morgan of Borg, One of ; One, King of the Galaxy.
; ; Evaluating his new situation he decided to issue his first command as ; controller of the entire galaxy
; ; ..."lets party"