His scrotum seems to be... swelling Wesley's confusion over T'vor's treatment of him was almost as great as the stinging pain from the deep scratches her nails had made. His mother had closed the wounds with a dermal regenerator from the shuttle's emergency medical kit, but an irritating tickle remained, and his nipples still hurt from her sadistic twistin...
This is the fifth installment of the series entitled Counselor Troi Needs Help. If you have not read the previous four, I strongly suggest you read them, as different elements from those will work their way into the storyline. As always, please send me all your comments. Now, on with the story! Counselor Troi looked at the computer and sighed. For weeks she...
I don’t own any of these characters. Paramount does. I’m just borrowing them for a little while. I will return them when I am done and I will try not to break them. The weekly ritual was underway. Poker night in Commander Riker’s Quarters. Riker, Doctor Crusher, Deanna Troi and Data were seated around the table, Data wearing the ridiculous visor. The night...
Troi walked down the corridor of the star ship Enterprise. She smiled as she passed fellow crew members. She always was friendly and open emotionally. But as she continued down the corridor, she sensed strong emotion directed to her from the male crew members. She felt as if she was being watched, as if all their eyes noticed her every movement. She turne...
Anybody would have After calling Torgo'li into the hut, Dr. Crusher explained to the Mongo their immediate need to contact their friends for rescue. When asked how they would go about contacting their friends, Crusher smiled and said that T'vor would call to them. Beverly didn't require the talents of the Betazoid Ship's Councillor to tell her that this qu...
Disclaimer: This is a requested sexual fantasy....no trademark infringement is meant and any resemblance to the television show or it's characters is purely a gross figment of our imagination. Chief Medical Officer's Personal Log: Stardate; 14013.2258 All's well in sickbay, and I at last have a moment to myself to reflect on my son Wesley's decision to g...
Starfleet Officers don't lie "Wesley!" Dr. Crusher angrily rasped. Ogawa had gotten off of her, now obliviously squirming on the pink moss as the doctor struggled to her feet. Thanks to her great orgasmic relief, her mind was cleared to quite a degree, if not completely or permanently, and she was now well aware of whose cum she was covered in, had been...
A short time after dinner, the drug had taken hold. Wesley Crusher was passed out in his bed and Beverly Crusher was free to do whatever she wanted with her son. She started by peeling off his clothes. She had already seen him naked several times this week so this was nothing new, but she still hadn't gotten use to the size of her son's cock and she gasped a...
I don’t own any of these characters. Paramount does. I’m just borrowing them for a little while. I will return them when I am done and I will try not to break them. Doctor Crusher walked quickly to the Turbolift. “Deck eight,” she said. The Lift began it’s decent. “Computer halt.” The Lift stopped. Beverly thought back to their card game. She was so tur...
Captain Jean-Luc Picard tossed restlessly about in his sleep. Dreams of attacks on the Federation by it's adversaries such as the Dominion, The Romulans and the Borg filled his head and made his slumbering form wince. His teeth unconsciously gnashed together as he dreamt of Federation ships being destroyed by his enemies photon torpedos and phasers and his f...