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Subject: {ASSM} James and the Giant Penis {Hypatia Kosh} (MM, rom, size, ScFi, cons)
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Date: Wed,  9 Jun 2004 08:10:02 -0400
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My fiction can be found on the web at hypatia.slashcity.org
http://hypatia.slashcity.org/slash/
G to PG-13 stories - gen and slash
http://hypatia.slashcity.org/slash/slash.html
PG-13 to NC-17 stories - sex stories

-Hypatia Kosh

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This is an NC-17 Kirk/Spock story, involving gigantism (based on the
Animated Series episode with the giant Spock, "The Infinite Vulcan").
If this does not amuse/interest you, please move along.

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James and the Giant Penis


Kirk couldn't believe his eyes--or his good fortune.

Spock had lain dying, the victim of a mad scientist's scheme, only 
moments ago. Now he was not only quite well, but Kirk had two 
Spocks--the original and a nine meter tall facsimile. Incredible!

Somehow when the giant Spock had reached down at Kirk's urging and 
rested his thumb against the dying Spock's face he had managed to 
save them both. It was the best possible outcome.

Keniclius V, Kirk, and the two Spocks quickly worked out a 
dispensation for Spock II and a new mission for the plant people of 
Phylos. Kirk persuaded Keniclius to leave the room once the 
preliminaries were taken care of. With the most pressing issues 
resolved, he had some personal ones to look after.

One Spock stretched a giant hand towards him and the other stood 
close by. 

"I wish I could keep you both. But I can't accommodate a being of 
your size on the Enterprise."

"Understood," said Spock II.

"Even without the logistical concern, the situation might prove 
untenable," said Spock. He stood with his hands behind his back, 
looking as calm and mild as ever. "I do not believe I would allow 
you to submit to another Vulcan male in pon farr, even another Spock."

"I see," Kirk said, laying a hand on Spock's shoulder. He was 
already thinking fast.

"Certain compromises were made in my physiology to adapt to this 
scale," Spock II informed them. "I may prove immune to the mating 
cycle. However, such a risk does exist."

"I can't leave you here all alone," Kirk protested. He turned to 
his Spock. "Would that be fair?"

"I fear you are about to propose a very risky course of action," 
said Spock.

"But it worked once before."

"It is not logical to risk your life on my account," said Spock II.

"You're both intelligent, creative scientists. I'm sure there's a 
way to use Keniclius' device without killing the patient."

"It is possible," the Spocks conceded.

"In the meantime, don't you think we ought to . . . explore the 
possibilities?" He looked hopefully up at Spock II.

Spock folded his arms in front of him. "Illogical. Our memories and 
consciousness, while separate, are identical."

"Yes, Spock, it's like having you, only two hundred times as much of 
you. It'll be fun."

Spock raised an eyebrow. "Two hundred twenty-two point six times," 
he corrected, but he was secretly surprised and pleased by the 
accuracy of Kirk's casual estimate. "Since he holds a novelty factor 
for you," Spock told Kirk, "I will investigate the replication 
device and report back to you."

"Don't you want to work on that together?"

"Since we are identical, I cannot foresee logically how either one 
of us could assist the other."

"That sounds logical." Kirk wasn't about to let Spock leave like 
that, however. He looked at his spouse sweetly, and embraced him. 
"I love you. Come back soon," he whispered into his mind.

Spock laid his hand on Kirk's cheek and looked into his eyes with a 
great unmasked pleasure. He drew back and nodded approvingly at 
Spock II. "Since the Phylosians judged me to be a superior specimen, 
it is only logical that you should find me intriguing no matter the 
shape or size."

Kirk grinned. If Spock was up to being an infernal smartass, then 
nothing could be awry.

"I shall report back shortly, Captain."

"Not too shortly, I hope."

"I believe we all know how shortly."

"Indeed," rumbled Spock II.

"Are you making fun of me?" Kirk asked with a smile as Spock left 
the room.

"A bit," said Spock II. "It surprises me that your clothes are still 
on."

"Good point," Kirk said, and quickly stripped. He was treated to the 
biggest Spock grin--strictly in terms of centimeters--that he had 
ever seen. Spock II picked him up in the palm of his hand.

For once it was an inverse of the situation where Spock's delicate 
fingertips roamed over the bulk of his body. Now he could treat 
Spock's fingers as delicately as they deserved to be treated. He 
could fit his tongue between fingerprint ridges and his hands around 
knuckles. He could actually feel the places where the nerve endings 
came close to the skin and bask in the touch of a mind so familiar 
and beloved.

Spock II found the contact stimulating as well. Something about 
holding Jim in his hand was most appealing. He eased his fly open 
while tiny Jim attempted to hump his fingers.

"Perhaps you will like this, Jim," Spock II said, and gingerly 
placed him on the shaft of his engorged and erect penis.

Spock II's frals stood at the ready, reared up slightly on either 
side. The enormous phallus was firm and man-sized. Kirk hugged it in 
a moment of fantastic ecstacy. So many fantasies coming true at once!

He marveled at the detail on the enormous penis, the tracery of veins 
and capillaries in particular. He could also sense through their 
empathy that Spock II found his fascination amusing.

"I wonder if you'll like this," Kirk said and inched his way up the 
shaft towards the head. A fral draped around him like a giant, and 
very erotic, tentacle. Spock II cupped his hand below Kirk, in case 
he got carried away and fell.

Kirk wrapped himself around the shaft with both arms and legs and 
bent over a bit to grind his groin into the lip of the glans. Then 
he went head-to-head with the giant cock, sucking open-mouthed on as 
much penile skin as he could handle. The giant Vulcan began leaking 
precum that smeared all over Kirk's hair and face. Kirk accepted the 
drenching gladly. Adjusting his perch, he positioned himself to reach 
into Spock II's urethra with his tiny fingers. The fluid he had 
already excreted made the whole area slick.

It was nice and Kirk was certainly enjoying his ability to penetrate 
Spock in that way, but he was close to coming himself and wasn't 
sure of his grip. "Help," he said.

Spock II let him slide off the cock into his hand. He held Kirk up so 
that he still had access to his penis. Kirk leaned forward and fucked 
Spock's cock while the frals wrapped around his thighs and rubbed 
wetly over his balls. Kirk came in a heavy gasp of pleasure.

Spock II set the industrious human on the floor softly and started to 
pump his own cock with his fist.

"Come on me," Kirk demanded.

Spock II touched the little human with one hand while pleasuring 
himself with the other. Knowing that Spock would soon be returning, 
he worked himself quickly. He tipped his head back as his pleasure 
reached a peak, but remembered to aim at Jim.

Kirk was drenched in enormous gobs of semen. The stuff splashed and 
spurted everywhere but there was still enough that got on him to make 
him white and sticky from head to toe. He was so happy! He curled 
himself fondly around Spock II's thumb and squeezed.

Spock II watched over him until Spock returned, which wasn't long.

"Captain, I have examined the workings of the device. I believe it is 
possible to make a duplicate without killing you. It will require the 
assistance of one of us, but the risk to yourself can be controlled 
down to an acceptable level."

"What's that?"

"I have reduced the risk of harm to you to zero point three percent."

"Zero--point--three?"

"Altering the device was not difficult. I believe that Keniclius did 
not wish for there to be more than one of him," Spock said, choosing 
his words carefully, "and so he designed it to ensure a gentle end 
for his previous . . . self."

"Uh-huh. Hey, look at what we did!"

Spock looked his captain over. "I take it you enjoyed yourself?"

"Did I ever! And once we make a replica of me there'll be a happy 
ending for everyone!"



Keniclius V sat at his telescope and watched the Enterprise streak 
away in the night sky. Once he could no longer follow the trail he 
closed up the observation room and returned to his apartment in the 
underground warren.

The ship was gone and his mission had changed, but at least his long 
years of loneliness had come to an end. With this in mind he strode 
more purposefully down the hallway.

Then he rounded a corner and saw Spock II sitting on the floor 
speaking in hushed tones with an intruder--a giant James T. Kirk!

He stopped short in stunned amazement.

They were holding hands.

THE END

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