The tubules strike B'lanna's skin like a cobra's fangs. A worried look crosses her face, but she slumps to the ground before she can get out a single word.
"Darn it all. Don't that girl 'preciate what a pain the things are?" caressing one with her free hand. The other continued to pump nanites into the half-klingon female.
The nanites worked furiously, their programming coming from the mind of B'lanna. Unfortunately, her insecurities were running rampant as she lost consciousness. They discovered what she considered an improved form in her thoughts and set about helping her achieve her dreams.
Her hair poured out, growing longer and longer until it was half-way down her spine. Her lips formed a delightful pout on her relaxed face. But as she slept Seven watched as her brow ridges softened before disappearing altogether.
Seven thought they added character to her face, and even found them a little cute herself. Especially when they wrinkled up in anger. She could see how Tom found her attractive, despite her insecurities.
But it was the changes to her body that were the most dramatic, as her breasts bulged, growing relentlessly. With her borg enhanced eyesight, she also saw the nipples spread and swell, gaining sensitivity as well as size. Her breasts had grown a full cup size, and Seven hoped they would stop soon for B'lanna's own sake.
After all, the engineer didn't have an alcove that would help her deal with such large breasts. She was a little abashed that she needed it to help her keep 'the girls' so pert given there generous dimensions.
She carried the sleeping engineer into the holodeck. "Y'all know what I want she announced." Deep at the back of her mind, Seven observed everything dispassionately waiting for her opportunity to regain control.
The computer checked her recent interactions and generated a bar-room from Earth's wild west.
"Whoo-ee. Do we not fit in here.".
The nanites finished with B'lanna's body had moved on to dissolving her clothes. The naked engineer, clearly now had breasts the same size as Seven, and with her shorter stature, they looked larger on her.
"Modesty protocols initiated." the computer voice announced.
A risque basque materialised around B'lanna. Which supported and enhanced her bust magnificently.
"Lordy that sure is a nice look... Hey... Can I have the same as her." Seven announced to the air.
The computer transported her clothes back to her hold, and left her naked for the briefest of moments before she too was kitted out in a basque and stockings.
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