Basic Idea
"trouble with tribbles" mini-gts rip-off... with lots of bones quotes
a newly modified type of tribble is on the enteprise, which smells luxurious to women and horrible to men, while also causing female growth, sillliness, and aphrodesia
Plot elements
Tribbles on board
Enterprise is called to assist a trader whos ship was disabled by a solar flare. It turns out to be (Cyrano Jones) of Triibble fame.
"not this again", kirk and bones make jokes about their previous encounters with Tribbles. This is the third time, and Jones now has a new genetic modification which he assures Kirk has rendered them sterile.. with some testing proof offered. Kirk looks in the cage, only to be offended by the stench, "yes, well, im still working on that"
later two female crew-members are drawn to a luxurious smell (which they each interpret to be a personal and different ideal smell), they follow it to the cargo hold, where they find the Tribble cage. There are about a dozen, and they decide nobody will mind if they borrow one for a while to enjoy the armoa. They fight over who gets to take it, and end up taking one for each of them.
the trader finds two tribbles missing, alerts Kirk. he quips about more tribbles "loose on my ship".
high on tribbles
the two young female crewmembers are together, and basically sniffing and snuggling their tribbles in bed -- in an euphoric high.
Their frollicking is interrupted by Kirk's shipwide alert about the tribbles and how they need to be reported if seen.
The girls consider reporting them, but they are concerned about their starfleet careers, and decide they have to keep and hide the tribbles. (but how? we smelled them two corridors away?)
they use the computer to "quarantine" the airflow for their crew-quarters. as soon as they do, they notice the odor getting stronger, they love it, and they start hugging and snuggling the tribbles, talking to them like their favorite pets.
subjects one and two
the next morning Bones tells an ensign to slow down because he hasn't had his coffee, as the ensign reports that he's swept all the decks for the tribble scent, and while he caught some of it near the ensign crew quarters, the trail went cold. Bones tells him to keep looking.
The girls wake up together under the covers in bed with their tribbles, in a silly slappy happy mood. Giggling that, "we're totally going to get demoted for this!" - "Demoted? We'll be lucky not to be kicked out starfleet!" The other girl seems distracted and has a funny look on her face. "Oh my god, are you touching yourself?" She kicks the other girl, who unexpectedly falls off the bed, causing them both to giggle even harder.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it, something has me really horney!" the girl in bed starts to make fun of the other for how her nightgown looks four sizes to small, like it was made for a kid "well, don't go trying to get a guy with that look!" -- which results in return humorous ridicule ('you're one to talk') about how the other girl's boobs are busting out of her top. they both laugh "did our clothes shrink while we slept?"
"ohh now, we're going to be late for our shift." they try to put their uniforms on, only to find them unacceptably mis-fitting and small. finally they realize they are huge, having each grown to about 6'4" overnight.
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walking the corridors in their mis-fitting uniforms, they have the tribbles in a duffel and decide they have to get rid of them. they pick a random unoccupied crew quarters, and toss them in.
subject three
a couple on their 'off day' arrives at the front door of her quarters, dropping her off from their 'all-nighter private evening', she looks a bit 'day after disheveled', still wearing a hot-little-number from her date the night before. thanks him for saving her from the "walk of shame"
Dress:
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at the door, he backs away from the stench , "do you smell something?", she smells it, but of course to her it smells wonderful. he thinks she's kind of crazy, and after a few moments of exchange, he references those extra reports he has to get back to and leaves her.
she enters and investigates her quarters, vocalizing her reaction to the smells, until she realizes they are coming from an out-of-place duffel bag.
she opens the duffel bag, and realizes these are the tribbles the captain is looking for. (but he said they had a foul stench, and these smell so amazing!) she picks up the bag and inhales deeply once, then twice as she's walking towards her couch. "surely it won't matter if I keep them for just a little while", she lies down on the couch, keeping them near as she sniffs and rubs them "ohh, you're so soft too!", each time getting more giddy and sleepy, until she falls asleep and her face slides right onto them like a pillow.
after effects
the first two girls show up a few minutes late to their crew briefing. their commanding officer tries to ignore them sneaking into the back as he continues his speech, but it's hard when they both look ridiculous and are making a commotion trying to fit into their seats.
he calls them out "it's bad enough to show up late, now you're disrupting us all. sit down before I send you to clean toilets." one of the girls giddily quips that the toilets are all cleaned by automated robots, which causes him to lash back, "it's an expression, now sit!", they both comically follow his command like they are dogs, immediately sitting on the floor and laughing a little. "that's it. both of you, out of my briefing, go wait outside the door."
they are giggling as they discuss how much trouble they will be in, "what happens if you get demoted from ensign?" "maybe you turn into a little ensign?" "hey, who are you calling little?"
they both giggle, as their commanding officer comes through the door, "this is no time for laugh - ing." he looks up, and up, shocked they they are both almost six inches taller than he is. "what in the world?" he double-takes to the floor, seeing they are not even wearing shoes. "why are you barefoot? and how did you get so tall?" he also notices that they are smashed into their uniforms.
"uhm. well. our shoes didn't fit. really our clothes didn't fit either, but we thought it would be bad to show up without clothes on!" they both giggled. "You see there was this sweet smell, and..." the other girl jabs her in the side to stop her.
"mister. sir. your highness. we just. we woke up like this. we have *no* *idea* what happened. do you think it's serious? ohh, and where can we get some bigger shoes?"
"you two need to report to sickbay right now." they both look at each other and laugh. "Now! Go!" They grab each other and turn to hurry off.
wake up call
subject three wakes up to an ensign pounding and shouting through her door. "people are sleeping in here!" he pounds and shouts something about urgently needing to talk to her.
"alright, alright, don't get your panties in a bunch" she clumsily gets up, and stumbles to her knees on the way to the door, laughing at herself for doing it
finally she pushes the button to open the door, giggling, "yes, how can I help you?" she sees a short little ensign (he's really 5'8"), oddly wearing a clip on his nose, and carrying a funny looking device. "ohh, trick or treat! What are you? Ohh, midget with anosmia! I don't have any candy."
he's distracted, first by how tall she is (she's 6' tall, 4" taller than him), and second by how scantily clad she looks, busting out of her sexy yet disheveled evening dress. Finally he regains his composure. "I assure you, this is no joke." his voice is funny and nasal from the nose-clips, causing her to laugh, then catch herself, clearing her through and standing up straight to be serious. "the captain has a shipwide alert about two Tribbles which are missing. Have you seen them?" She felt herself struggling to restrain more laughter at his ridiculous nasal voice. "They are furry little animals that smell awful, and my measurement device gets the strongest readings from your door here."
She stands aside, pointing across the room. "You mean those two? I was just about to report them! You are welcome to them. Only you don't need those nose-clips, they smell wonderful!" She grabs the clips from his nose, which causes him to wince at the stench, and reach to get his clips back.
"Give me those!" his voice sounds normal, and she finds it kind of cute, prompting her to giggle and play a brief game of "keep away", before finally surrendering the nose clips.
He immediately clips them back on, back to his nasal voice. "That smell is absolutely hideous? Are you telling me it doesn't bother you? May I?" he gestures into her quarters.
She backs away, leading him towards the couch, the door swooshing shut behind him. "Are you kidding? It smells wonderful!" (she describes what they smells like to her)
She picks up the duffel, taking one last long inhale before reaching the bag out. When he reaches for it, she pulls it back. "You know, for a midget ensign, you're kind of cute."
"Miss. I'm not a midget, and I really should be getting those back to the cargo bay. Captain's orders."
"Don't worry, they are not going anywhere. They have no legs!" She giggles as she places them on the couch directly behind herself. He tries to reach around her for them, only to have her prop her foot up on the couch, blocking him. "I, on the other hand, do have legs. Have you seen them?" She pulls the dress to reveal more and more of her propped up leg.
He tries to keep it together, his nasal voice making it difficult to sound like any type of authority. "Miss, I'm here for the Tribbles."
"Of course, and I will recommend you get a commendation for your dedication to Tribble finding! However, I think you would be remiss not to investigate something else small furry and dangerous here."
He was taken aback, having no idea what her non-sensical statement meant. She further surprised him, by grasping his hand holding the measurement device. "What is this? A smell-o-meter? Let's see if can measure pheromones."
She pulled his hand provocatively her bare thigh, "Beep!" It made him feel uncomfortable, but also kind of tingly. He had been trying hard to ignore her beauty and scantily clad state. Now his mind was awash with it. She slowly started his device, and his hand, closer to her pelvis. "Beep! Beep! Beep-Beep-Beep!" She stopped just before where the clothing still covered her. "Looks like you're getting some readings there ensign."
"Miss. I..." She was starting to find the nasal sound of his voice endearing now, as he tugged his hand away from her leg. "If you'll let me have those Tribbles, I'll be on my way."
"From where I'm standing, that sees like a very good reason *not* to give them to you!" She giggled, reaching out for his elbow, urging him closer. He didn't resist, he couldn't resist. This was the closest to a woman he'd been in over four months. "Ensign," she brought her hand up to the metalic band cutting across her chest. "I am trying to seduce you."
Her hand unclipped something, and slowly unpeeled the band, letting it fall behind her. "Now, I'm going to get naked, at which point you have two choices." Her hand reached for the next band. "You can get a sexy show, pick up those tribbles, and imagine me when you need a little *inspiration*." This band wasn't just a band, but peeled away the entire top of her dress, revealing her gorgeous breasts. "Or, you can sit down, let me climb on top of you," her other hand left his elbow as she turned her dress, and dropped it to the floor at her feet, "and *remember* what it was like to have me."
Every hair on his body was standing up, and he felt his vision narrowing on her nakeness. He knew technically he shouldn't do anything of the kind while on duty. He also knew he had never, and would likely never be with a woman so incredibly gorgeous. He silently moved to the couch, setting his Tribble detector aside before sitting and looking up at her. He felt like he was in her world now. He had no idea what to do next.
She knelt onto the floor in front of him. "This is not your first time is it?" He shook his head. "Then you should know it's better with your clothes off." She reached his pants, releasing the standard-issue fastener, before reaching behind him, puling at them, forcing him to lift and scoot himself to assist. As she finished pulling them off his legs and feet, he unzipped his uniform blazer, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about his unremarkable physique.
She knelt on the couch straddling him. "Have you orally pleasured a woman?" As he nodded, she rubbed her hands up his chest, peeling his blazer off his shoulders. "Good, because I really need a proper climax." She sank in close, rubbing her breasts against his chest, grinding her crotch against him, whispering into his ear, "I had a whole night of foreplay, but when it came to the main event, he only lasted a couple minutes."
She silently gyrated her body on him for a few minutes more. He had no idea how to respond, so he just sat still, enjoying it, but frozen. He could feel warm wetness occasionally brushing his erection. The experience was so much more arousing than anything that had ever happened to him, he worried he might lose it right there before she even got started. He desperately tensed his pelvis muscles to try and avoid any such mishap. A minute late she slipped off him, gesturing him to lie down.
"Ensign," she smiled, straddling him again, this time on his tummy, reaching a hand behind to fondle him. "I don't know you level of training, but I assume starfleet has well prepared you for following directions." He nodded. "Good." She leaned forward, bringing her sex inches from his face, before briefly becoming distracted by the tribbles.
Looking up across her sex, her crotch, her flat tummy, and her gorgeous firm breasts, he could see she had buried her face in the duffel of Tribbles and inhaled deeply. It took her a minute to break free.
"It's so sad that you can't smell this amazing aroma. It's like lavendar, and jasmine, and spring morning, and mmmm. I can't even describe it." She leaned forward, breaking eye contact, and putting herself on all-fours over his face -- the bag of Tribbles conveniently placed for more aroma hits. "You can start with slow gentle lapping strokes."
She lowered her crotch to him, giving him a minute to get acclimated before correcting. "No, not there. Not there." She moved her hips to try and help his triangulation. "Yes, ohh, yes. Right. Ohh you lost it. There you go." With him lapping on her clit, she felt built up sexual frustration melting into arousal.
"Mmmm. Very good, ensign. Mmmm." The tension in her shoulders released, and she took another hit off the Tribbles as she let him continue for a minute. "In case. Ah. You are. Wondering. Ahh. Ahhh. A little slower. Yes." She took a deep breath. "I *al-ways* recip-cip-rocate. Ohh. Ohh." All of a sudden the pressure was much firmer. She wasn't sure if that was him, or her body instinctively pressing into him wanting more, but she wasn't ready for it. "Softer. Softer. There. You'll get back. Ah. Every bit. Ah. Of *pam*-pering, with my tongue. On your cock. Ahh. So take. Your time."
He seemed to have a rhythm now, so she let him sink into his work, as she sank her face back into the Tribbles. She found there was nothing like it. Smelling the perfect mix of roses, vanilla, and spring, while her clit was being patiently explored. She wanted it never to end.
medbay
As the two walked into the medbay, it seemed empty, just one man sitting at a desk looking over a compute console. He greeted them before he pulled his eyes away from the monitor. "Dr McCoy. What brings you to the medbay, tod---" When he finally did look up, what he saw shocked him. These young women were well over six-feet-tall. He wondered why they were wearing mis-fitting starfleet uniforms, as he had done physicals for everyone aboard there was nobody this tall on his roster. They were both smiling, and appeared perfectly healthy.
They two of them answered, finishing each other's sentences. "Doctor. We have a problem. We are suddenly super tall, plus, we're having these..."
He interrupted them, "Ladies, I'm a doctor, not a vollybally coach." He stood up, meeting them at the medbay table, his very average five-foot-ten suddenly feeling inadequate. "What do you mean you suddenly became tall? How tall were you yesterday?"
"I was five-foot-seven." (describe who answered, observe her)
"And I was only five-foot-six!" She said triumphantly, standing as tall as she could as if to show off the contrast. (again)
"Is this a joke? Nobody grows nine or ten inches in one day!" he started to look behind the young women, as if expecting someone else to come in. "Is this a prank? Ohh no, did the captain put you up to this? He's still rustled about how I encouraged that Andorian who wanted to.." He stopped, censoring himself from telling a possibly embarrassing story to two ensigns, in case this was not a prank. "You are in uniform, does this mean you're crew members?"
He reached for his medical tri-corder and started a DNA scan, as he wouldn't believe their verbal answers anyhow. The tricorder beeped off it's completion conformation, and their crew stats flashed across the screen and appeared on the medical monitor. They really were crew-members? There was something else off about them, they both seemed a bit too smiley, giddy, and since his exam began, they had both inched unusually close to him. He immediately tapped his communicator badge, "Jim, I have something down here you're going to want to see."
"Bones, please tell me you don't have a medbay full of Tribbles."
"I don't have a medbay full of Tribbles." One of the young women put her hand on his hip as she inched intimately close.
One girl whispered barely loud enough for the three of them to hear, "he's really cute isn't he." The other girl nodded. Bones wasn't sure if he should stop this or not. If this was a prank, it was the kind of prank he was thinking maybe he shouldn't interfere with. The crew member records were convincing, but they could be altered. "The situation here is the kind of unusual you'd want to see."
"I'm in the middle of something, so unless there is an eminent threat to the ship or it's crew, you're going to have to handle this one on your own, Bones. Kirk out." A chime sounded the closing of the communication channel.
Leonard realized he had been slowly backing away from the two ladies, and was now up against another examination table. They were both looking down at him like a tasty treat. If this was a prank, he was really going to have to thank whoever was behind it. "Ladies, neither of you seem hurt or in distress, so tell me again now, what happened? What are you here for?"
The girls again answered together, finishing each other's sentences. "Well, we found these furry little guys. They were so cute, and smelled so nice." One of the girls ran her hand through his hair, as if she couldn't help-herself. "We cuddled up with them and fell asleep, and when we woke up. We were super tall. And feeling kinda frisky, if you know what I mean."
"Doctor, are you single?" The blond girl asked before leaning in to whisper in his ear, "because we're both really wet, and need someone to play with. Can we play with you?"
"Whoa there." Bones stepped abruptly between them, giving himself some more space to move and think. If someone had sent these girls for him, the middle of the medbay was not the place for it. If someone hadn't, he could probably get in trouble for taking advantage of the strange urges they were having. Probably. "Ladies. Why don't you follow me over here to a private examination room, so I can, er, run some tests."
The two girls both giggled, flashing giddy smiles at each other as they followed him. The brunette spoke up, "ohh, that's a very good idea Doctor."
--
As he closed the exam room door, the two of them had leaned up against the exam table, making it look unusually small. He circled around them, and switched his medical tricorder to run a more extensive analysis.
"Ladies, is there anything else you remember? Anything else usual that could have caused this? Ohh, and where are the Tribbles now?"
The brunette addressed her friend excitedly, "ohh, we quarantined the ventilation, remember! Maybe it's something the Tribbles are putting into the air!"
The blond, laughed, "totally!" Before turning back to the doctor. "We were late for our shift, and we knew there was a ship-wide alert out for them, so we gave them to another crew-member to bring in." With that she reached for the hem of her uniform's top, and pulled it clear over her head, leaving her naked from the waist up. Bones was a doctor, and had seen it all before, only he hadn't seen breasts this gorgeous on a woman half-a-foot taller than him. They were so high up, he found it impossible not to look at them.
"Doctor, I'm really worried! I'm not just taller." The melodrama and playfulness in her voice suggested she wasn't the least bit worried. Her eyes gestured down to her chest. "These got bigger too. I need you to do a very very thorough examination." Before he had made up his mind, she had his hand, and was placing it against her bare breast. "What do you think doctor? Does it feel all right to you?"
"Honey, it's absolutely perfect, but I don't think..." His sentence was stopped short by the feeling of arms reaching in around his torso from behind.
In his moment of distraction, the other girl had stepped behind him. He could hear her voice from just above his ear. "No fair making him do all the work. Doctor, you examine people all day long. I bet you could use an examination." Only moments later, he felt her hands slipping down his pelvis and running across his crotch, ending any chance of him not becoming fully erect. In that moment, he so wanted to believe this was okay, that he convinced himself Jim had definitely sent the girls.
In that moment, his interaction with them switched from clinical to something else. One hand squeezed and admired blond woman's breast, while the other ran up her gorgeous hip and torso. "Ladies, where I come from, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth."
"In that case, you can ride me first!" The blond girl tipped his chin up, and leaned down, meeting his lips and wrapping his tongue in a deep kiss. She took her time before breaking free. "Or maybe we should do the riding!" It took him a moment to realize she was not looking at him, but over his shoulder, with a devious look in her eye.
A moment later she two ladies divided and conquerd, one pulling off his top while the other removed his bottoms and shoes. The half naked blond stepped aside, and before he knew it he was hoisted up onto his own exam table, and being coaxed to lie down by both women, one on each side.
(they tease and one starts to ride him)
back to subject-three, who is four climaxes in, and 6'5" from her deep inhilation of the Tribbles
she finally feels selfish taking any more
she stands and helps him up off the couch, only for them both to be surprised that she's 9" taller than him.
(his body involuntarily puts his lips on her nipple, which she both giggles at and encourages)
she gestures him to the bedroom, before doubling back to grab the tribbles
(is there any oral?)
she lies him down, straddles him, puts him inside her, then leans forward, to put her breasts in his face, and her face in the tribbles
she talks to him as she gyrates (her climaxes are long done, so she has the composure to tease him)
he spews, she sits up and gives him a minute to admire her before starting to tease him again, getting him hard, and repeating it
after the second climax, she has a much harder time getting him up, and when she does, she ends up riding him furiously and eventually giving herself the biggest climax she can remember
climbing off him and getting him up off the bed, she's now 6'6" and practically begs him to get the tribbles out before she turns into a monster from lack of self restraint
more ensign action
Outside the quarters, he com Bones, but there is no answer.
on the way back to medbay, guys are holding their noses
a female crew member pops her door open, and interrogates him about the smell, she's totally hot, and he's flattered she's even talking to him, she invites him in
while they talk, and he tries to relate what the tribbles do, the woman is more and more interested, in addition to attempting to get bigger wiffs of the aroma
eventually she has a "wait let me get this straight" moment, where she grabs the tribbles, and inhales as much as she can, before punching on a computer panel to confirm she has grown an inch
she thinks it's incredible, and starts using her 'femanine influence' to let her just keep the tribbles here for a little while. certainly he doesn't need to have them back 'this instant'
she makes smalltalk as she's taking inhilation hits off the tribbles, until her outfit becomes uncomfortable, she takes the tribbles into the other room and changes, coming back out in a more relaxing and revealing outfit
she vocalizes her progress all along the way, repeatedly confirming that 'just one more inch. you don't mind do you?'
at 5'11" she starts to feel the aphrodesiac, and starts to 'show off' her progress. "can you see it? wow, i'm definetly taller than you now. it looks like my breasts are a little bigger, can you notice?"
she calls her girlfriend over, which he protests, but she starts to seduce him
by the time the girlfriend shows up, she's already making out with him. the girlfriend is confused, and doesn't believe the tribbles story, until she spends some time inhaling herself and measures the results.
the first girl is up to 6'2", and is dripping wet and dying to fuck him. she initiates it right in front of her friend, which her friend thinks is kind of crazy except that she's too busy taking her own hits.
the 6'2" girl gives back the tribble, and starts admiring herself.. she thinks that's enough
meanwhile the other girl is feeling the urges, and starts to seduce the guy. he's totally spent, so she just forces him to go down on her
meanwhile the 6'2" girl is totally turned on by the display, and can't resist 'just a little more tribble." she watches 15 minutes of oral like it's theatre, while sniffing tribble the whole time, until she accidentally ends up 6'5".
her girlfriend thinks it's totally fucking awsome, and tells her she can't stop now. encouraging them both to keep deep inhaling. she 'entertains' the guy with teasing, fondling, and body-show off of both of them -- to keep him there.
a finally falls asleep, and when he wakes up, one girl is 7'1" and the other is 7'7"
he realizes he totally screwed up, and tries to get the tribbles out of there, but they easily overpower him.
they invite more grlfriends over
the 6'6" has now also showed up in medbay
even though she feels the urges, she's controlling them enough to talk about the seriousness of the situation
Bones realizes this was no prank. there is a real epidemic. calls the captain, expains the effects
the girls struggle with their desire to keep sexually attacking bones
the captain shows up in medbay, first is shocked, quips some jokes
the girls try to come onto him too, which he sort of doesn't even resist "maybe one of them should come back to my place"
...until bones reminds him it's the influence of the toxin.. they can't take advantage of these women
eventually the ensign comes running into medbay with just his pants on, frantically explaining the epidemic
-- ending?
somehow they rid the ship of the tribbles
kirk says 'ladies, there is plenty of me to go around' as he prepares to do his duty servicing the women
they feed cyrano jones to the harem of 7' tall women as 'punishment' for the tribbles
the women are assigned unique roles around the ship. the two young women end up "mysteriously" assigned to medbay, and when they show up they start up a 'private exam room redo' scene (to happen offscreen)