Jim’s slim hand encountered a PADD on Keiko’s, no, his, no, her, darn it, he’d have to start thinking of himself as a woman now, dressing table.
The PADD read:
”Mission Summary: Quark’s is hosting a quadrant-wide contest of female sexual skills. Concealed in the base of the trophy is a data crystal with upcoming Cardassian fleet activities, information vital to the war effort. With Dax and Kira gone, Keiko was the only woman available to represent the Federation. To try and insure she would win, Dr. Bashir performed extensive physical and mental modifications on Keiko, including enhanced breasts, superior...”
The Klingon woman, only slightly less busty than Keiko, knocked the PADD from Keiko’s hands and spat as she saw her cringe.
“I am B’Rest, daughter of K’lit. So you are my ally. You look soft and weak. You will be no help in the contest to come.”
The woman was wearing little more than thigh-high boots of some sort of leather, with a chest crisscrossed by straps an inch wide. She carried a 3-ft pole topped with a plastic male member.
Jim/Keiko could only gape, staring at the Klingon’s and her own pneumatic bodies.
Suddenly, B’Rest swung her staff and whacked Keiko’s inner thigh with it.
At its touch, her nipples grew rock-hard and her whole body flushed as Keiko experienced a powerful orgasm. She fell to the floor screaming and grabbing at her burning crotch as the wonderful sensation overcame her.
“Bah! You can’t even take one hit from a Klingon Pleasure Stick without spraying your juices. Pathetic.”
B’Rest tore Keiko’s sodden panties away to reveal her densely furred pussy. The busty Asian was left wearing nothing more than lavender stockings, garter belt and open push-up bra.
“I see Federation women have no sense of proper hygiene. You look as if you stuffed a Tribble halfway inside you.” She fished out a small phaser from somewhere and adjusted its setting.
“Hold still.” B’rest burned away all of Keiko’s pubic hair with the phaser. Jim moaned at the tickling sensation and then at the feeling of air on her now-bare sex. Seeking more, she began to squeeze her clit and slip a finger inside herself.
B’rest’s eyes widened at the sight. “Again you lose control? Truly, we have no hope. Look at your competition.” The Klingon vixen called up a picture of Quark’s on the monitor.
Naked and near-naked females from dozens of races mingled in Quark’s. A naked Betazed, with wavy black hair falling to her knees licked her lips as she read the thought of her competitors. An Orion dancing girl, with green skin and red hair was performing an erotic dance in one corner. A severe looking Romulan walked the room wearing the usual padded jacket, but no pants. Her bare ass was exposed with every step.
“We must prove our stamina and techniques are superior to all of them if we are to triumph.”
B’Rest cupped Keiko’s chin with one hand and kissed her deeply, her rough tongue overwhelming Keiko’s. “You are comely enough, but lack discipline. Perhaps we have time for me to impart some on you.”
Now what?
Fri Sep 4 03:43:54 1998
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