Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newshosting.com!nx01.iad01.newshosting.com!yellow.newsread.com!news-toy.newsread.com!netaxs.com!newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: <00f501c49273$a59a6570$6600a8c0@tarzan> From: "kira-nerys" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW: TOS: Revenge fic. Multiplying. K/S, PG. Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 57 Date: Sat, 04 Sep 2004 12:55:59 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1094302559 209.198.142.218 (Sat, 04 Sep 2004 08:55:59 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 04 Sep 2004 08:55:59 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:83475 X-Received-Date: Sat, 04 Sep 2004 06:27:10 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Title: Multiplying - Revenge Fic. Author: kira-nerys Rating: PG Summary: Spock is tired of all the sex. Multiplying. I was happily feeding my kitties with newly cooked liver, when I blinked and suddenly there were two men standing before me on the kitchen floor. One was tall and slender, with dark hair and soulful (although he would probably protest vehemently if he heard me say that) eyes. The other was somewhat shorter, stockier and with a smile that could light up a room. "Kirk ...!" I gasped. "Spock...!" I gasped again. "The very same," Kirk said. "I'm sorry, Kira, I tried to stop him from beaming over here, but I think he's really upset." "I am not upset. I am merely ... interested in teaching this woman a lesson. She is far to preoccuppied with the pleasures of the flesh." I blushed. "Um ... you do have a point there, Spock," I felt forced to admit. "Now, since you are so happy with sexual encounters, I feel I must give you your fondest wish. Sex around the clock, so to speak." And suddenly the room was full of tribbles, having ... fun ... so to speak. My cats hissed and clawed at the cuddly creatures but they kept happily humping away, and Spock and Kirk beamed away in a swirl of light. "Hey, wait! Wait! How am I ever going to get rid of these." "I have no clue," Spock said. "However, I am hoping the solution stays out of your reach for a while, so that I and my genitals may have a rest." "Spock," Kirk whined. "Are you saying you don't want to have sex with me?" That was the last I heard before the kitchen walls cracked and fell away, tribbles spilling out of every corner of the house ... They were multiplying like ... well, like tribbles! "Help! Heeeeelp!!!" END ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: