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Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW: "Phallic Foliage" ENT [NC-17] (Sato/other) 1/1
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From: lukewarm83_1999@yahoo.com (lukewarm83)

I wrote this story on a unique inspiration, and it is a bit odd.  I'll
put the proper warning here:  this is an unusual story, and pretty
much we see Hoshi having sex with a strange plant.  While it goes with
the Star Trek theme of "strange new civilizations," it definately
isn't two people having nice, loving sex.  ;)  It is, however, I
think, a unique story and an interesting read, even without the sex.

Title:  Phallic Foliage
Author:  Whitney Johnson
Author's e-mail:  lukewarm83_1999@yahoo.com 
Author's URL:  http://www.geocities.com/lukewarm83/ - "The Private
Logs of Hoshi Sato"
Date:  April 2004
Archive:  Permission to archive anywhere, provided this portion stays
intact.
Series:  ENT
Rating:  NC-17
Status: Complete
Pairing:  [Sato/other]
Summary:  Dr. Phlox brings an usual phallic plant onboard and
reluctantly at first, but very willingly as the story moves on.  If
this bothers you, don't read it!!
Sequel to:  not a sequel, no specific date/time references 
Spoilers:  none I'm aware of
Disclaimer:  As always, Paramount owns the entire Star Trek universe
(and it's characters), I'm just screwing around with it for fun.  I
make no money off of this, nor do I really want to -- I'm not
particularly proud of stories like this. ;)
Author's notes:  I was inspired to write this by an image I saw in a
piece of art that featured a land of plant life with human
reproductive organs.  I wondered what would happen if a human were to
wander through that land.

*-*-*

Dr. Phlox stood behind Commander Tucker eagerly, a scanning device in
hand.  He shifted his weight from right to left a few times, before
"Trip" was able to release the hatch and open the door of the shuttle
pod.

"Ready?"  Trip glanced behind him and stepped out onto the moist,
uncut grass beneath his feet.  The shuttle had landed in an area where
the plant life was not well grown - but there were trees and other
wild growth that one would expect to find in a jungle, everywhere
around them.

It had taken some work at first to convince Captain Archer that Phlox
should go along, but with the data the ship's external sensors
provided, Archer had to agree.  The Doctor told him that this planet
was rich with plant life, to an extent no one had ever seen before,
and might hold a few plants that could be used in future medications. 
No physician - no good one, anyway - could resist the possibility of
discovering such a medical breakthrough.  So as Enterprise waited in
orbit for Trip to gather some vegetative supplements for Chef, the
Doctor scurried about, feeling as if he was the only one actually
seeking out new life.

"Commander, I believe I may have something that might peak your
interest," Phlox made his way out of the brush next to the shuttle pod
about twenty minutes after they had landed.  Trip was using twine to
secure a few stalks together, and threw them into the shuttle.

"What is it, Phlox?"  Came Trip's response as he bundled together
another pile of eatable greenery.

"Well," the Doctor hurried around the shuttle and followed close
behind Trip's movements, "I believe I may have found a life form of
some kind."

Trip threw a bundle into the shuttle pod, turned around, brushed off
his hands, and looked at the Doctor with a furrowed brow.  "What do
you mean?"  He asked.  "The Cap'n said this planet was devoid of any
humanoid life."

"Devoid of humanoid life, yes."  Phlox turned around, hoping he had
intrigued the Commander enough to follow.  A quick glance behind told
him that he did.  "But this plant I've found is quite interesting."

"You want to show me plant life?"

"I suppose," Phlox pushed some brush out of his way, leading Trip to
what he had found.  Fallen branches, twigs, and leaves crunched
beneath their feet.  "But I believe it's more than that, Commander.  I
believe it's alive."

"Plant life is always alive, Doctor."

"Yes, but," the doctor paused in front of a bulky green and brown
bush.  "This is different."  It had lots of tiny leaves intertwined
with bigger, more dense ones, with twenty to thirty various vines
draped throughout.

"What is it, Doc?"  Trip became intrigued and bent over to take a
closer inspection.

"Well, uh," the Doctor appeared bothered.  "I believe, uh."

"Doc, what is it?"  Trip repeated, a bit harsh.  He looked up.

"Well, go ahead and touch one of the branches."  Trip looked back
down and saw that Phlox was referring to the vines.  He reached out a
finger and ran it along the stem.  It moved, and Trip yanked his hand
back.

"It responds to touch."  Trip observed.

"Yes, quite well."  The Doctor closed his scanning instrument and
knelt down beside Trip.  "Wrap your hand around it."

Trip did so, feeling the stem become slightly warm and move around in
his hand.  He was going to let go, but the Doctor told him to keep
holding.

"Now, move your hand a little, up and down, as if you were churning
butter."

"Churning butter?"  Trip looked over at the Doctor with a slight
smile playing his lips.  "Doctor, this ain't churnin' butter, if you
know what I'm getting' at."

"More than you know, Commander."  Phlox said, calmly.  "Take a look
at our little green friend."

Trip turned to face the plant again, and realized that at the tip of
the "branch" was emerging something that looked remarkably similar to
that of a human penis.  It had a enlarged head atop a thick shaft.  As
it emerged, Trip witnessed a scrotum fall out of the branch.  Before
he realized that he was still "churning butter," the penis continued
to become engorged.  It began to point upward.

"Doc," Trip was amazed.

Phlox let him continue, amused.  After a few seconds, the Doctor
couldn't let him go on.  "Commander," he placed a hand on Trip's. 
Trip appeared embarrassed and moved it away.  He stood up.

"Doc," Trip repeated, still amazed.  The penis was now fully erect
and staring up at him.  It even had a small hole at the tip.  The
scrotum was tightening up and appeared to even contain two testicles.

"Doc, are those nuts?"  Trip exclaimed rather calmly.  After a moment
he corrected himself, "Testicles?"

"It appears so.  I've analyzed this plant as much as I could with my
instruments, and they appear to be almost identical to that of any
humanoid genitalia.  With the exception of blood, of course."

"Well, what's it fillin' up with?"  Trip knelt down again to inspect
it closer.

"It appears to be enlarging with cytoplasm."  The Doctor walked
around to the back of the planet, twigs crunching beneath his boots. 
"It also appears to have multiple organs."

Trip got up and walked around, surveying the plant.  He then looked
around him, trying to find something similar.  "Is this the only one?"

"I was able to scan for another one, and found one about 30 meters
from our current position.  It appears that they are scattered about."
 The Doctor pointed to his left.  All Trip could see was various
greenery, tall trees, and vines.

"Well it's a man plant," Trip said, more to himself.  "That means
there must be a female plant around here somewhere."

"That would be a logical assumption," the Doctor smiled.  "However, I
looked around briefly before I got you and couldn't find one."

Trip was still staring at the plant in amazement.  "Well, what should
we do?"

The Doctor took that as his cue:  "I'd like to take this back to
Enterprise.  Temporarily, of course.  It's a fascinating organism and
I'd like to use the ship's computers to run thorough scans and take
detailed pictures.  This revolutionizes plant reproductive behavior. 
I could have the scans completed by tomorrow, and have it back down
here by the time you're done scavenging for food."

"I agree, but if it has a penis, could it also be self-aware?"

The two points were unrelated, but the Doctor had also correlated the
possibility.  "To my knowledge it appears to be reacting purely on
reflex.  I find it hard to believe this plant will know it's being
abducted on a personal level."

Trip thought for a moment.  "I'll make room in the shuttle pod, you
get the plant ready to be moved.  We'll call the Cap'n on the way up."

He appreciated the Commander's methods of acting first, asking later.
 The Doctor smiled and eagerly got to work.

*-*-*

Trip was finishing up with his 'scavenging' as Phlox finished
settling the unique plant into place onboard the shuttle.  He had
created a make-shift "pot" out of some steel the shuttle had
available, and used a lot of the planet's dirt and water to provide as
best an environment as he could for the organism's roots.

Trip threw the last of the greenery into the shuttle and pushed it
aside.  The entire compartment had an earthy, dirty smell to it,
something Phlox found very relaxing.  Trip's deep inhalation signaled
that he, too, enjoyed the smell of pure vegetation.  "Nothin' like the
great outdoors," he remarked as he settled himself into the pilot's
chair.  Phlox took a seat next to him.

The shuttle jerked a bit, then began to rise.  The ground beneath
them continued to move away and before he knew it, Phlox could see the
treetops.

"Why don't you go ahead and give the Cap'n a call.  Let him know
what's on the way."  Trip suggested.

Phlox pressed a button on the console in front of him.  "Doctor Phlox
to Enterprise," he spoke.

"Archer, here.  How'd the away mission go, Doctor?  Anything that'll
revolutionize modern medicine?"

Trip and Phlox smiled at each other.  "Actually, yes."

Archer had a surprised tone to his voice.  "Really?  What did you
find?"

"Well, we're bringing it back with us right now so that I may study
it further, but it appears to be. well. phallic in nature."

"Excuse me?" came the reply.

Trip chuckled as the Doctor struggled to elaborate, knowing the
entire bridge crew was probably listening.  "Uh, well," the Doctor
tried.  "It's a plant which, when touched, has a similar response to."

".it's a penis plant, Cap'n.  Plain and simple."  Trip summarized as
he guided the shuttle out of the planet's atmosphere.

*-*-*

"Genetic engineering?"  Archer spoke.  His hands were in front of
him, studying the plant intensely.  The Doctor had it in sickbay on a
small bench-level platform, about the size of a coffee table.  The pot
he had made fit nicely on the platform, and the plant looked larger
and much more exotic than it had on the surface.  The sterile white
color of sickbay provided a background with which it could appear to
flourish.  It's leaves appeared greener, it's branches browner, and
the tip of the thick plant was about as high as Archer.

"It appears that way," the Doctor replied.

"Why didn't you notice that back on the surface?"  Trip inquired.  He
was standing next to Archer, who, on his other side, stood Ensign
Hoshi Sato and Sub Commander T'Pol.

"The instruments I had weren't enough to scan that thoroughly," the
Doctor answered.  "It appears the engineering occurred thousands upon
thousands of years ago, if not millions.  By now, the genetic
sequencing appears natural enough.  However," he pointed to a monitor,
"if you look closely, you'll notice two distinct cells which appear to
have been merged together.  They'd never occur naturally in nature."

"So this is a natural, evolutionary mutation of some kind of weird
science experiment that happened millions of years ago on the planet's
surface?"  Hoshi asked.

"As I said, it appears that way.  I'll have more answers as I
continue."

"Are there any indications that a culture may still exist somewhere
in this system?"  T'Pol asked.

"No," Hoshi replied before anyone else could.

"Thinking of looking for it's creators?"  Archer asked, turning to
his second in command.

"I would like to know the motive for such an."  T'Pol raised an
eyebrow and approached the plant, extending a finger and running it
along a leaf,  ".experiment."

"I'm sure there was some kind of reason," Archer speculated.  He
turned back around to face the plant.

"Hey, look at that."  Trip moved closer as one of the plant's larger
leaves began to twitch.  "What's it doin'?"

Doctor Phlox stopped in his tracks and moved his face close to
observe.

"Doctor, be careful."  T'Pol warned as she withdrew her hand.

The Doctor paid her no attention as he reached out and touched the
leaf himself.  It stopped moving and appeared to try to wrap around
his hand.  He withdrew his hand and the leaf resumed it's shaking.

"Is something moving it?"  Hoshi asked.

Trip looked behind the plant.  "No."

As the Doctor reached for the leaf again, the plant moved and wrapped
a branch around the Doctor's wrist.  "It appears to have gotten a
pretty good grip on me," the Doctor said, nervously.

T'Pol moved forward quickly, reaching out to assist the Doctor, and
just as quickly as she did so, the plant moved two more branches out
which grabbed the Sub Commander by the wrists.  Everyone jumped.

"Uh oh," Trip moved in close and grabbed T'Pol's upper arms.  "Man,
this thing has a powerful grip."

The Doctor was able to struggle free, and, with the now free branch,
the plant moved and wrapped itself around T'Pol's knee.  "Captain,"
she exclaimed, as nervous as a Vulcan could be.

All three men, Archer, Phlox, and Trip, were around the Commander,
trying to struggle as more branches began wrapping themselves around
T'Pol's limbs.

"I'll get security," Hoshi yelled, and as she began to run she
realized the plant had a grip on her ankle.  She tripped and fell flat
on her face.

"Hoshi," Archer looked back and helped her up.  He was able to wiggle
her free of the single branch before any more reached her.  He pushed
her out of the way and noticed that they weren't coming for him. 
"Stand back, Ensign."

Archer continued to focus his attention on T'Pol, who now had a
branch moving for the area between her legs.  It made contact and
appeared to put pressure upward, initiating a gasping response from
T'Pol.  "Please, help me."  Came her calm voice.

Trip finally made a fist and started to beat it's branch at the base
of contact with T'Pol's body.  When the first branch released, Phlox
and Archer followed suit and began to hit it.

T'Pol was finally released and stumbled backward, into Hoshi's arms.

"Are you okay?"  Hoshi asked, concerned.

T'Pol rubbed her wrists and looked down at herself.  "I'm fine."

"Doctor, this thing has more of a reflex than we had thought." 
Archer said, condescendingly.

"I'd be inclined to agree, Captain."  He turned to Hoshi and T'Pol,
"I'm sorry for that incident.  I'll be happy to return it to the
planet as soon as I."

".no."  Archer cut him off.  "It obviously has a unique sense of
what's around it.  I think this deserves more research.  With male
genitalia, it's no surprise it only tried to hold the female's."

"You're talkin' about pheromones, or something."  Trip offered.

"Something like that."  Archer turned to Phlox.  "Study it, Doctor,
find out what you can.  This is truly unique.  But be careful.  Alert
security if it tries anything else, but until then, don't let anyone
else near it, especially if they're female."

"Understood, Captain."  Phlox obediently nodded, glad that Archer
hadn't ordered the halt of his studies, and glad that he appeared to
be about to leave him by himself.

"Good," with a nod Archer walked out of sickbay with T'Pol and Trip
right behind him.  Phlox appeared, at first, to not notice that Hoshi
had stayed behind.

"I thought something like this would peak your interest, Ensign." 
Phlox didn't look at her when he spoke, just studied a monitor and
pressed a few buttons, reprogramming a scan.

Hoshi blushed.  "What?"

Phlox looked up.  "You're a linguist.  I thought you'd want to stick
around and see if it tries anything else."

Hoshi began to walk forward, and then thought better of it when one
of the branch's moved.  "It was shaking it's leaves before it went for
us," Hoshi said.  "I really wish I could get closer to it and try to
analyze what it's doing.  They may be reflexes, but I think there's
something else happening."

"I admire your imagination," Phlox smiled.  He paused.  "If I
restrained the branches, perhaps you could approach it a little more
confidently."

"Maybe," Hoshi agreed, hopeful.

Phlox went back to work.  "I'll see what the Captain thinks.  I'll
notify you if everything's in order."

Hoshi nodded, then walked out the door smiling, excited to possibly
make a connection with this new life form.

And flattered that her ankle was a bit sore.

*-*-*

After spending an hour in the dining hall trying to pass the time
with Malcolm, an hour in the rec-room with Travis, and what felt like
an hour in the shower by herself, Hoshi had given up hope that Captain
Archer would agree to let her try to develop some kind of
communication with the plant in sickbay.

As soon as she was done toweling herself off, she found out
otherwise.

Her comm-unit on the wall chirped.  "Captain Archer to Ensign Sato,"
came the voice.

Hoshi excitedly wrapped a towel around her waist and rushed over to
the comm-unit.  She pressed her finger to the button.  "Sato here."

"Hoshi, the Doctor tells me you may be able to develop some kind of
communication with the life form we have in sickbay."  He paused,
waiting for confirmation.

"Yes, sir.  That's right."

"He's told me that he has secured the vines coming from the plant
with some kind of tether.  From what I can see, it looks pretty safe. 
I'm not sure how much you can tell when their tied up, but I'd like to
let you go ahead and try anyway."

"Thank you, sir."

He went on.  "T'Pol just attempted to touch it, just to make sure
things were safe.  It didn't appear to move much, almost as if it knew
it was tied up.  That doesn't make me too comfortable, the fact that
it can sense that.  Hoshi," he paused.  "If you find that this thing
is, indeed, intelligent, I want you to let me know immediately.  We're
going to have to drop it back off on the planet right away."

A wave of excitement went through Hoshi as her heart beat raced.  A
new opportunity to make contact with a strange, unique life form!  She
adjusted the towel and flipped her damp hair behind her head. 
"Understood, sir.  Thank you."

"Archer, out."

Hoshi dropped the towel on the floor and flipped it up into her
hands.  She smiled from ear to ear as she bounced her naked body back
into the bathroom, ran a comb through her smooth, black hair, and put
it up in a pony-tail.  She walked into her bedroom and put on a clean,
crisp new uniform and smoothed herself over in front of the mirror. 
Her hair was still a bit damp, but it would be dry in a few minutes.

With a deep breath, she exited and headed for sickbay.

*-*-*

When she arrived, she was surprised to find Dr. Phlox on his way out.

"Doctor, where are you going?"  Hoshi inquired, a bit nervously, as
this meant that she'd be alone with the plant.

"Forgive me, Ensign," the Doctor replied with a trace of hesitation. 
"It appears there's been an accident in cargo bay two.  Nothing
serious, but a lot of chemical contaminants have been spilled.  I've
been ordered to assist Commander Tucker in the evaluation and clean
up."

"Oh," Hoshi was surprised.  "Okay.  I'll. let you know if I need
anything."

"Please do," the Doctor picked up a small carrying case and walked
toward the doors.  "I don't expect you'll be harassed, but I've
activated the comm sensors to accept strictly verbal commands in the
event you become. tied up."  He shot a nervous smile, a bit sorry he
couldn't stay and help.  With his head held low in disappointment, he
walked out of sickbay.

When the doors hissed behind him, Hoshi dimmed the lights and
unzipped her uniform a bit.  She preferred to be relaxed in these
types of situations, and understood that the other life form involved
would most likely feel the same way.

Although, when she approached it and remembered that it was
restrained by a piece of. twine, it looked like. she accepted the fact
that the plant probably wasn't as comfortable as it could be.  And
based on what Captain Archer had said about T'Pol, it wasn't going to
give her much help in cracking the language barrier, if there even was
one.

However, Hoshi studied non-verbal communication for quite some time
and needed to satisfy her curiosity as best as she could.

She examined the plant slowly at first, noting every detail.  The dim
light bounced off the shiny, green leaves, both big and small.  The
leaves gave it a dense appearance, and, towering about a foot above
her, it was a bit intimidating at first.  Phlox had tied each dark
brown branch, or vine -  whatever they preferred to call it -  into a
bundle which was then tied to it's thick trunk.  She counted
twenty-one different branches, all of different sizes, but the
majority of them being about as thick as 4 of her fingers pushed
together.

"Well, where do I start?"  She asked herself aloud.  Tactile contact
would probably be the first step.

She pulled a stool out from under one of the bio-beds and sat on it,
as close as she could get to the creature.  Knowing that she could
call for help at any time reassured her, and she eagerly stuck her
nose into the plant's leaves.  She was surprised to feel that they
were pleasantly warm when they brushed across her face.

She inhaled through her nose, smelling the fresh scent of dirt and
plant life.  Nothing unusual there; although she didn't exactly know
what she was planning on smelling.

She lifted her chin and looked up the main trunk.  She reached out
and sifted her hand through the leaves, which were still warm to the
touch, and made contact with the stiff trunk.  For a moment nothing
happened, but as she moved her hand downward, the plant shifted.

"Am I getting somewhere?"  Hoshi asked with a smirk.  She moved her
hand upward and the plant shifted in the opposite direction.  "What an
unusual plant you are."

Some of the bigger leaves toward the back shook a bit, startling her
at first.  She reached around and touched the leaves that were
shaking.  They stopped shaking.  She let go, and for a few more
seconds nothing happened.

She sighed and slouched her shoulders.  She looked at her feet and
realized that she really wanted to use the plant's branches and vines
as a means to communicate, going off of what happened earlier.  She
assumed those were the plant's primary means of going about business.

Without better judgment, she was able to slide one vine out from
Phlox's tie-job.  The twine had scraped the vine a bit, but it
appeared to be restoring itself as the plant's natural healing
capabilities restored it.

The vine was warmer than the leaves she touched moments before.  She
held the soft, thick piece in one hand.  She thought she felt it
pulsing when she moved another hand and held onto it below her other
one.

"Where is that penis of yours?"  Hoshi said with a laugh.  She was
curious, at this point, as to what a plant's penis could possibly look
like.

When she moved her right hand all the way up to the tip of the vine,
she got her answer.  In her first she felt a movement, and the tip of
a brown penis began to emerge from the tip of the vine.

"There it is," Hoshi said, getting excited herself.

She realized the movements she was making with her hands, moving them
up and down, were evoking the response.  She continued to do so, in
the name of science (although her heart and pulse rate were rapidly
increasing), until two testicles wrapped in a tight scrotum emerged
from the vine.  The vine itself started to become erect now, standing
up by itself.

Hoshi let go, which could have possibly been the worst thing (or best
thing) she could have done.

What Hoshi failed to remember was that pulling loose one vine meant
giving the other twenty vines room to move around a bit within the
entrapment.  One by one they all slid out, quickly, until all of the
vines were outstretched or lying free.  Hoshi rose from her seat when
she realized that another vine had a penis emerging.

"Hey, now.  Computer." she began to initiate a comm signal to Doctor
Phlox, but was cut off when one of the plant's vines swung up and
wrapped around her head three times, filling her mouth.  Her eyes grew
wide and she tried to scream but the noise was so muffled even she had
trouble hearing it.

Her arms flailed around as memories of what the thing had almost done
to T'Pol flooded back to her.  One arm went up to try to struggle
free, but just as quickly as it did, it was held hostage by another
vine.  Her other wrist become tight as she realized it, too, was being
overtaken.

Panic started to overcome the young Ensign.  She tried to jerk
backwards, yank the thing off the table Phlox but it on, make it crash
to the floor - something.  But it was no use.  Something about the
plant almost fought back.  Hoshi tried to turn around as best as she
could, but when she felt a vine underneath her, traveling from the
area around her vagina up and around her ass, she felt her feet go out
from underneath her as she was lifted into the air.

It was slightly erotic, the feeling of something supporting her
entire weight effortlessly, and the Ensign's eyes became less
terror-stricken when she realized that she was becoming sexually
aroused.  It was all happening so quickly.

The next thing she knew, seconds later, her boots were coming off. 
The plant had two branches in the air, yanking them off, along with
her socks, with ease.  The cool air in sickbay touched her warm feet
as the two branches which removed her boot also wrapped firmly around
her ankles.

Another branch came and wrapped around her waist.  This one lifted
her even higher, and she was now suspended in mid-air, about five or
six feet off the ground.

She felt a vine slide up her leg, making contact with her skin as it
traveled up her uniform.  Her excitement grew as it rubbed her inner
thigh, and she lost her breath when it made contact with her hip
joint, right in between her legs.  Feeling the pulsating shaft against
her sent warm chills through her body.

Her heart pounded hard in her chest, and even though Phlox couldn't
respond to her vocal commands, she hoped that he'd hear the beating of
her heard through the ship's bulkheads.

Within seconds, the bottom half of her uniform was gone, ripped off
by the branch up her leg but still held in place from the vine around
her waist.  She inhaled deeply through her nose as she felt suddenly
very violated, exposed to the world.  She tried to arch her neck to
make sure no one was coming in the sickbay doors at this point.  She
knew she had to do something.

But what?

Her underwear was now being tampered with.  Oh, please, no, she
thought as she felt a wave of excitement and terror run though her as
the vine tore off her black panties with ease.

She saw them fall into a pile next to the plant.  It readjusted
itself and moved the vine around her waist down a little.  Feeling her
uniform top loosen a bit, she knew what was next.  She felt two warm
vines on each side of her stomach, going up to her arm pits.

She giggled a bit as the vines touched her ticklish spots.  She
wiggled around and struggled a bit before, seconds later, both her
uniform, undershirt, and bra were added to the pile of torn clothes
below.

She now was suspended completely naked in mid-air by an overgrown
plant.

It would have been a funny sight had she not been so terrified and
embarrassed.  Here she was, trying to develop a dialogue with it, and
within minutes it had her up in the air in a compromising situation. 
Being naked in the cool atmosphere in sickbay wasn't anything new, as
it was required monthly for an evaluation, but at least then Phlox was
right next to her, his trusting hands roaming her body.  Being
suspended in mid-air with a bunch of vines feeling you up was
definitely a lot more threatening.

Not to mention the fact that at any time, anyone could walk into
sickbay and find Hoshi strung up, naked.  The thought almost made her
cry from panic, but after a while she resisted struggling.

What's next, she wondered.  The plant already had her naked, and she
had seen two separate penises emerge from two as of yet unused vines. 
It was almost inevitable...

She could see the vine which held the first penis began to move
beneath her.  Hoshi's head was being pulled back from the vine holding
her mouth shut, but out of the corner of her eye - it was there.

It moved up and even though it moved out of her sight, she could
almost sense it a split second before it made contact with her now
blushed skin.  As terrifying as the situation was, it was gratifying
to feel a throbbing penis move up her leg and start to press around
her vagina.  She hadn't felt one this big in months.

She was only slightly aroused as the plant began to move the tip of
it's penis around her opening, but became extremely aroused, and a
little wetter than usual, when the tip of the penis began to move up
and down, quickly, against her clit.

Oh my god, she thought.  I'm being turned on by a plant.

The vine around her waist loosened a bit, and she was in a free fall
for a brief minute before the two vines around her hands moved her
arms behind her back and pushed her hands together at the base of her
spine.  The vine around her waist was joined by another one as they
wrapped around each hip joint.  She became even more aroused feeling
the vine move smoothly against her skin.

The two vines holding her ankles stretched out and pushed her feet in
opposite directions and in the air, tipping Hoshi over both of her
hands which served as a support brace.  She tilted back a bit, nervous
that the plant was going to drop her, but then confident that it
wasn't when it's grip became more secure around her thighs.  Her
ponytail fell up and blood rushed to her face as the penis that was
pushing on her clit started to move lower.

Oh, shit, what have I gotten myself into� she thought, the pleasure
still overwhelming her better judgment.

With ease, the large penis was shoved smoothly into her.  For a
moment she felt as if she was going to be ripped apart, but when the
penis slowly withdrew and forced itself in again, she became more
relaxed and was more willing to take the entire thing inside of her
(which was a moot point because willing or not, it appeared the plant
was ultimately the one in control.)

With each thrust, Hoshi felt a sense of unique pleasure radiate
through her body.  With each thrust, she became more and more relaxed,
more and more trusting of what was happening.  Her eyes began to close
as the quickest approaching orgasm of her life came on.  It hit her
like a pound of bricks, sending wave and wave of pleasure through her
petite, helpless body.  She let out a cry under her organic
restraints, just as another vine started to massage her clit again. 
She could almost feel the blood from her face rush to her pelvis in
response to the intense fourth orgasm she was now experiencing.  She
knew that her wetness must have been dripping onto the floor.

The penis continued to pump into her for minutes.  Each time it
thrust, a new orgasm would occur.  It was the best experience of Hoshi
Sato's life - a full two minutes with non stop orgasms.  She wondered
if any human had ever experienced this much fulfillment with a natural
partner.

After a while, she began to become sore.  Her eyes opened as she
realized that, as she was tilted back, she was in plain view of the
sickbay doors.  She was relieved to see that, as of yet, no one had
seen her.

She was excited when the vine around her mouth was now beginning to
loosen.  As it released her head, her mouth remained opened wide and
quickly filled her lungs with a large breath of cool, refreshing air. 
Having orgasms for two minutes while breathing out of one's nose can
be a job in and of itself.

She felt the penis that was pushing it's way inside of her fully
retract.  The one working her clit slid up her stomach and around her
belly button, up to her breasts.  It toyed with one breast for a
moment, and before she realized she had the opportunity to call for
help, it moved along her throat and filled her mouth.

Her eyes closed again as she struggled with it.  It entered her mouth
and forced it's way into her throat before she had a chance to take
another deep breath.  She panicked for a moment, and was not relieved
to feel another penis rubbing itself between her butt cheeks.

She noticed that the taste of the penis in her mouth was not
different from any human male, in fact, it was almost pleasant and
satisfying.  It was rocking itself in and out and she found herself
unknowingly using techniques she had picked up earlier in life to
massage the shaft with her tongue and lips.  Seeing it attached to a
brown stem that was attached to a large piece of greenery was another
site to see, however.

When the penis in her throat withdrew enough to allow her to breath
from her nose, she took a deep breath.  The plant shifted Hoshi, and
moved her so that she was now supported upright.  Blood rushed from
her face and as the penis worked inside of her mouth, she begin to see
stars form around her peripheral vision.

Strangely enough, Hoshi was enjoying this.  The feeling of being
suspended in mid-air, forced into sexual activity, gave her a rush of
adrenaline.  For moments on end it made her forget that people could
be right behind her watching her, and for those brief seconds when she
did remember, she became panicked.  But it hadn't hurt her yet and, in
fact, just gave her the best orgasms of her life.

When she felt the prodding penis beneath her begin to wedge it's way
through her crack, she changed her mind and became a bit worried.  As
the tip of the warm member poked against her hole, she tried to squirm
and wiggle away, the only response she got was the penis in her mouth
digging deeper into her throat.

Anal sex was not something Hoshi had ever experienced, and, truth be
told, never planned on experiencing.  However, Hoshi was clearly not
in charge and, rather than have the penis in her mouth crammed further
down, she relaxed and trusted that whatever was going to happen,
happen painlessly.

She felt a warm liquid emerge from the tip of the penis below her and
was startled to feel the vines which held her arms pull them to one
side.  Her hips swung out from underneath her and before she knew it,
she felt herself flipped upside down, her face once again being
flooded with blood, her ass in the air.  Beneath her, about four feet,
was the floor.  In front of her was the sickbay doors.

Please, please, not now.  She prayed.  Don't let someone walk in now.
 This has got to be the worst possible time.

Hoshi was not particularly enjoying being held up in this position,
her legs outstretched to either side, her ass in the air for all to
see -

-- including the sickbay monitors.

Those hadn't occurred to her before now, before she remembered there
was one right above where her ass was pointing.  If anyone reviewed
them, they'd no doubt have plain view of whatever was about to happen.

When she felt the penis begin to push it's way into her unwilling
hole, her eyes widened and she tried to cry out.  Her asshole began to
stretch out, painfully, as the penis entered her from behind.  She
screamed, the only response was the penis in her mouth being
forcefully crammed down her throat.

It didn't hurt, but it certainly wasn't comfortable, which is what
made Hoshi's eyes start to fill up with tears.  Just like a carnival
ride that went on for too long, she wanted off.

Inch by inch moved inside of her bowels, as inch by inch of the penis
in front of her pushed down her throat.  She pushed her head forward,
trying to stretch out her neck, remembering one bad experience she had
with an ex-boyfriend who pushed too hard.  She remembered it was best
not to put turns in it's path.

The stars around her vision began to return as she hasn't had a
breath of air in roughly a minute.  The penis in her throat began to
withdraw slightly, thankfully, allowing her to get a small gasp of air
through her nose, but then pushed right back in.  The penis working on
her asshole was about half way in.

She tried to scream and move around, but only felt her restraints
tighten.

For another twenty seconds, the plant remained motionless.  Then,
just as Hoshi felt she was about to pass out, the penis quickly
withdrew from her throat.  Her nose inhaled deeply, and luckily
quickly enough, because to her surprise the penis began to ejaculate.

It did not taste anything like human semen, and she wondered if it
was even any type of semen at all.  The flavor reminded her of
cucumbers, to be honest.  Wave after wave of the warm goo pumped into
her mouth and she reluctantly swallowed all of it, not knowing what
else to do.  She gagged and coughed as the penis finally withdrew
completely from her mouth.  Her throat ached and she let her head
dangle as the other penis continued to work on her ass.

She imaged her asshole was stretched out as much as it could be by
now.  It hurt beyond any belief, but, strangely enough, was slightly
erotic to Hoshi.  She knew that Dr. Phlox would be able to repair any
damage that was done, and, even though she knew she'd be embarrassed,
she knew the good Doctor would understand.

To her surprise, she felt herself move her hips up, which allowed the
penis in her ass to burry itself completely inside of her.  With her
mouth free, she was able to cry out in surprise, pain, and pleasure
all at once.  She felt as if the insides of her were completely full,
unwilling to move for fear of breaking something inside of her.  She'd
always imagined anal sex feeling like relieving oneself in the
lavatory, however, this was definitely not that feeling.

The plant began to give her some leeway to move around a bit.  She
moved forward and backward, pulling and pushing the large penis in and
out of her conquered intestines.  Just as she began to moan, she
realized she was being flipped around again, with the penis still deep
within her.

She stood almost completely upright now, her back turned toward the
sickbay doors.  Her arms were held out to each side, and her legs were
being pulled apart, while the vines around her hips supported most of
her weight.

As her legs became stretched out to their maximum, the plant pushed
upward, buckling her knees.  They gave out and Hoshi was forced into
an unnatural, uncomfortable, but strangely arousing squatting
position.  With the penis still deep inside of her, she felt the urge
to relieve herself.  She fought it off and eventually found herself
closer to the ground.

The plant had moved her closer to itself, lower to the ground, to
where the leaves were now rubbing against Hoshi's body.  More vines
wrapped around her body and, Hoshi thought, appeared to be holding her
close.

With a penis still in her abused asshole, another one came around and
she felt it press itself against her clit again.  It began to vibrate
softly, sending waves of pleasure through the Ensign.  She let out a
sigh and closed her eyes, her head supported by one of the plant's
free vines.

When the penis on her clit moved down and slid back into her vagina,
which had been ignored for a while, it was all she could do not to
scream out some kind of embarrassing phrase which would be picked up
on sickbay's monitors.

This was ecstasy.

The penis inside of her wet vagina moved slowly in and out, as the
penis inside of her ass appeared to move from side to side, moving her
intestines from the inside.  It was a strange feeling, one
complimented by the wave of approaching orgasm as another vine looped
around and pressed against her clit again.

She threw her head back in pleasure, her eyes clenched firmly shut,
and began to rock back and forth, still being supported in mid-air by
the plant, and still being caressed by the warm, magical leaves which
ran over her body, touching every nerve ending she had.

Within seconds, she felt as if her insides exploded, and swore she
could feel the wetness pouring from every orifice on her body.  She
was uncontrollably moaning now, quite loudly, but couldn't help
herself.  She wasn't sure if it was she, or the plant, who was rocking
back and forth, but she never wanted it to stop.

".Sato!  Ensign!"  A male voice was heard through her pounding ears,
but she paid it no attention at first, unaware of the distraction. 
Her loud, wet, continuous moans filled the room.

"Ensign."  It was T'Pol's calm voice which snapped her out of her
trance.  She tiled her head to the side to see Captain Archer, Dr.
Phlox, Ensign Mayweather, and Sub Commander T'Pol standing in a line
just inside the sickbay doors.  Others were crowded around in the
hallway, peering through the doors with shocked expressions.

"Hoshi!"  The Doctor exclaimed, running up to the plant.  "What's
happened?  Are you all right?  How long has this been happening?  Why
didn't you call me?"  The panicked questions came rapid fire, and
Hoshi ignored each one, her eyes rolling back into her head as another
orgasm approached.

Another explosion ripped through her loins, sending more moisture
running down the plant's vines, and creating a sucking noise that was
probably audible outside of the room to the onlookers in the corridor.

The smell of sex and earth was in the air, and with one final orgasm,
Hoshi finally realized what was happening.

"Captain!"  She exclaimed, noticing that the Doctor and Ensign
Mayweather were frantically trying to free her.  "Captain!"

"Hoshi!"  Archer ran up to assist the men in helping, T'Pol staying
cautiously behind.  "Are you being hurt?"

"No!"  Came the reply, shouted over the sound of her two holes being
terribly ravished, louder than necessary.  "No, oh, God, no!"  A wide
smile came across Hoshi's face, her sore and weak jaw dangling to the
rhythm of her thrusting.  "Please, don't ever let it stop!"

"Ensign!"  Archer barked.  "Stand down immediately!"

The order was rather silly, but as if the plant sensed her wishes, it
began to slow down.  Hoshi continued to moan as it weaned her off of
the intense pleasure.  She felt the plant lowering her, and the penis
in her ass began to retract slowly.  With a winced face, it fell out.

The penis in her vagina throbbed and slid out rather quickly as well,
causing another wince to play with Hoshi's expression.  As her naked,
white feet touched the cool metal surface of sickbay, she felt her
knees begin to buckle.

The vines suddenly, and almost to Hoshi's offense, slid off of her
and allowed her to collapse on the floor rather hard.  Her vagina
ached and she reached around to feel her ass, surprised when she felt
the gaping hole was still more relaxed than she'd ever known possible.
 Her jaw ached, and she wept, not because of the pain, but because of
the endorphins being released into her system.  Archer knelt over her
and Phlox and Travis lifted her in the air.

Hoshi moaned again as the feeling of weightlessness overtook her. 
She cried in happiness as the two strong men lay her petite body on a
bio-bed.  Archer had ran off, tying up the plant rather harshly, with
no resistance.

"Hoshi, can you understand me?"  The Doctor's calm but concerned
voice echoed in her ear as her heart rate slowed and she blinked her
eyes clear.

"Ye-yes," came Hoshi's weak reply.

"Are you injured?"

"N. no."  The Doctor was running a portable scanner over Hoshi's body
as Travis and T'Pol gathered her clothes from the pile the plant had
placed them in.

"We were standing there for quite some time, unsure of what to do. 
Who knows what kinds of things this plant just did to you!  It also
appears that your rectum has been severely dilated, we'll have to keep
you overnight."

Hoshi's expression became embarrassed.  As the pleasure chemicals
left her brain, things were becoming more and more clear and she was
becoming more and more aware of her predicament by the moment.

"Doctor," T'Pol indicated she was putting Hoshi's clothes on the next
bio-bed, and he nodded.

"Travis," Archer spoke, "get Trip and Malcolm down here.  I want them
to help you take this damned thing back down to the surface.  Get it
off this ship."

"Yes, sir."  Came Travis' reply as he left the room.  As the doors
slid shut, Hoshi heard gasps and chuckles from the crewmen in the
corridor.  She was thankful to hear Travis' warm voice offering
assistance:  "Okay, everyone, move along.  Show's over. get back to
your posts."

Phlox's warm smile came over Hoshi as he placed a blanket over her.

"Doctor, am I.." Hoshi struggled for words, her eyes heavy.  "Am I.?"

"That's all right, Ensign."  The Doctor patted her sweaty forehead. 
"Talk to me when you wake up."

*-*-*

Three days later, when Enterprise was traveling at warp again and the
plant that had 'attacked' her was sent back to it's home, Hoshi was
still feeling a little light on her feet.  After the Doctor released
her from sickbay the next morning with an all clear, she had slept
like a baby the last few nights.  It was if the plant had released an
astonishing amount of tension in her, and, as the Doctor argued, it
did.

Hoshi told the Doctor everything, albeit reluctantly, and the Doctor
deduced that the fluid ejected into her by means of her throat was a
serum in which certain neurotoxins were released, causing extreme
euphoria.  And by giving her the workout of her life, she had burned
an extraordinary amount of extra energy, as well as a thorough
stretching and cleansing of the toxins in the rectal cavity.

The Doctor actually encouraged her to not be ashamed about what
happened, telling her that other crewmembers were just jealous that it
hadn't happened to them.

However, she still felt awkward on the bridge, knowing that Travis,
T'Pol, and even Captain Archer had seen her sprawled out like a whore,
begging them not to interrupt her.  It was hard to remain professional
with that image in the back of one's mind.  Not to mention the
chuckles and looks she got from various other crewmen around the ship
who had seen, or heard, about her encounter.

She felt like a fool. going down to attempt some professional level
of communication with a new life form and ultimately being taken
control (and care) of in front of everyone.  A pit of worry formed in
Hoshi's stomach when she realized the entire incident was probably in
the ship's logs somewhere, including a video of her bare, spread open
ass, right in front of the camera.

The worry subsided when she thought of the cytoplasmic organism, and
what kind of motivation the beings who created it must have had.  What
was this organism's purpose?  Were they made to pleasure the humanoid
life forms, or were they really just a random genetic mutation after
all these years, giving any living thing that passed them the release
they needed in order to survive in the jungle?

Hoshi smiled, becoming very envious of wild life.

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