As the ship lurches into warp, the captain feels her whole body shift. But this is the first time, she's felt weight move on her chest like this. To give herself time to think she tugged her jacket down, only to find that her hands were pulling on her brief mini-skirt. Flushing red, she let go, and put her hand up to the collar.
It was almost as big a shock, as she felt a single pip there. Nervously she swallowed, she looked over at the hyper-ventilating Reg Barclay, and determined to not collapse herself, but be a pillar of strength for Reg. He -damn it- She needed the reassurance, especially right now.
"Shall we go to the Medical Bay?" Doctor Crusher asked his two new companions.
Reg looked up at the doctor, fear painted all over her face.
Jean Luc glanced at the doctor and gave a curt nod of agreement.
Once they were out of the transporter room, they chatted nervously.
"What's happened?" Reg's voice was shrill and on the verge of panic.
"We need to keep calm until we can be alone." Jean-Luc tried to sound in control as if she had a plan. However, she too was being distracted by a whole range of new sensations.
The swish of her nylons as she walked, and the flipping of her miniskirt were only a part of it. She felt that everything was moving... and everything was very distracting. Her ass had a life of it's own, and her breasts were trying to unbalance her with every pace as she walked.
The crew members that they walked past also frightened the women, too. The women were dressed as if living in a sexist fantasy, and all the men's crotches looked padded... at least Reg hoped it was padding, otherwise she was feeling very inadequate.
The attitude was clear too, the men openly ogling the women without a single complaint. Even the occasional caress as they passed.
Jean Luc was having to resist the temptation to punch the next man who touched her up. It just seemed to be accepted, and currently she didn't want to stand out. Not until she knew what was going on, and how to get back to her own universe.
After a fraught turbolift journey, Reg was almost catatonic. An Ensign had been stroking her pussy all the time they were in the lift. Dr. Crusher almost objected, but with a shake of her head, the captain indicated he didn't want him to intervene.
Finally, they reached Sickbay, and with a voice command, Beverley sealed the door.
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