Title: Different Path, A Author: Stephen Ratliff Series: TNG, Marrissa Stories AU2 Rating: [NC-17] Codes: m/f, pedo Part: REV 1/3+ Author's Note: This work is the result of a challenge someone made to me. It is an alternate Marrissa Story, based on the simple idea of matching two Trek geniuses. The requirement of the challenge was that Marrissa had to become pregnant. How it was done was left to me. There may be more Alternate Marrissa Stories at a later time. It started as an innocent enough request. Wesley Crusher had just returned to Star Fleet Service and been assigned to the Enterprise. Marrissa was Chief of Security on that ship, and still living with her father and his new wife, Wesley's mother. Since Wesley was only an Ensign, he would have to share his quarters with someone else. So he asked Marrissa if she'd like to move out. Now Marrissa had been getting rather tired of the atmosphere in the Picard Family Quarters, so she readily agreed to the request. So the two step-siblings moved in together. Unfortunately, Marrissa and Wesley were not the most popular of officers on the Enterprise, due to their child prodigy status. Wesley had been working with La Forge in Engineering since he was fifteen. Marrissa had commanded the Enterprise saucer section for the first time when she was almost twelve. Now they where 24 and 13 respectively, and someone had decided to play a joke on them shortly before departure. There was only one bed in the quarters. There had been two when they first moved in, but now there was just one King sized bed. "What are we going to do about this?" Marrissa asked when she discovered the change. "Well it's two months before we can get it changed, and I'm not going to give who ever in the Quartermaster's Office that played the joke the satisfaction of knowing it worked," Wesley said. "Neither am I," Marrissa replied. "At least it's a big bed. Of course I'll have to get use to wearing something to bed and sharing the bed." "You sleep in the nude?" Wesley said. "I never figured you would. I do too." "Well, I used to get all tangled up in my nightgowns when I was little," Marrissa began explaining. "So I started take them off, and found that I slept much better that way. That and the satin sheets feel nice." "They do, don't they," Wesley commented. "Oh, I guess we'll have to forgo the pleasures of sleeping in satin sheets au natural for the next couple months." Marrissa blushed. "I guess." Marrissa slid under the covers that night in just her panties. She hadn't had the time to chose a new nightgown or pajamas. The life of a Security Chief was rather hectic. Wesley was already in bed, but not yet asleep. "So, how was your day?" he asked. "Trying," Marrissa replied. "You know Lieutenant Calgary?" "La Forge's new second," Wesley said. "He's a real pain." "That doesn't begin to describe the man," Marrissa said, turning to face Wesley. "He spent four hours arguing with me about moving the force field controls in the Brig. A Star Fleet ordered change, and he wastes my time, and the change still isn't done." "I'll ask Geordi if he'll let me do it for you," Wesley replied. "Sorry, but I didn't get any pajamas today. I hope my boxers will do." "Neither did I," Marrissa said. "I'm just wearing my panties. I'm trying to discretely track down the person who did this to us." "I hope you find them," Wesley said. "We better get some sleep." "Okay." The next morning, Marrissa woke up in Wesley's arms. It felt quite comfortable. His right arm was gently cupping her bare breasts, while his left hand was spread over her stomach. Her panties were gone, but he still wore his boxers. Marrissa concluded that she must have pushed off her panties during her sleep. She tried to get out of Wesley's arms to get up. The clock said she had two hours until Alpha Shift began, and she would need it. She couldn't budge. As she squirmed, Wesley began to wake. "Good morning, Marrissa," he said. Then realizing that he was holding her tightly, he removed his hands. "Sorry about that." "I don't mind," Marrissa replied, blushing. "It was a rather pleasant way to wake up." She got out of bed, revealing her unclothed state. At Wesley's stare, she blushed even more. "I must have kicked off my panties last night." Sure enough, her panties were at the bottom of the bed. "You want the shower first?" Wesley asked. "Okay," Marrissa said, putting on a robe. That evening, the two once again got into bed in just their underpants. Marrissa snuggled up next to Wesley, and he placed his right hand on her breasts, and left on her stomach, like they had woken up that morning. "So, why the sudden snuggling, Marrissa," Wesley asked. "I like it when you hold me like this," Marrissa said, simply. "Thanks for getting that change in the Brig done for me." "Any time, sis," Wesley replied. "You'll be happy to know that I've been assigned as the Engineering Liaison to your department." "Good, I like dealing with you a lot better," Marrissa said. The next morning, Marrissa awoke to discover her nudity again. This time, Wesley's hand had sunk down just a little, so his little finger was touching her vagina. She was pressed up against Wesley's body, so she easily felt his hard penis up against her thigh though his boxers. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, apparently just waking up again. He lowered his hand a little before letting her go. "I see you kicked off your panties again." Marrissa blushed. "I guess I can't sleep with clothes on any more," she said. "I don't mind," Wesley said, before kissing her. "My turn to shower first." On the third night as roommates, Marrissa didn't bother putting on panties after her shower, and just got in bed with Wesley. She snuggled up to Wesley, who was wearing his boxers. He embraced her. "Gave up on the panties after only two days?" Wesley remarked. "I like it better nude, and you don't mind do you?" Marrissa said. "I don't mind," Wesley said, moving his hands below her breasts. "Say Marrissa, are you ticklish?" "Don't you dare," Marrissa said, trying to escape his grasp. "Ah, so you are," Wesley said. "I out rank you," Marrissa said. "Not in the bedroom," Wesley replied. "I'm older, and that's what counts here." "Oh really?" Marrissa questioned. "Yes, now we better get some sleep," Wesley said. "I hear Riker is going to pull a early shift drill tomorrow." Marrissa woke with Wesley's left hand on her breasts as usual, but his left hand was cupping her vagina. He had a hard on again. It felt good to wake up like this. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, turning her around so he could kiss her on the lips. "My turn to shower first." "Sure" Marrissa said, as Wesley crawled out. His penis tented his boxers, and Marrissa stared at it in fascination as Wesley left the room. The fourth night started a little late. Marrissa slid into the satin sheets naked beside the boxer clad Wesley. He embraced his little sister, pulling her backside up against his already hard penis. "Wesley, am I doing that to you?" Marrissa asked. "Do you see any other naked blond young teenage girls in the bed?" Wesley asked. "You are a sexy girl, Marrissa." The topic scaring her somewhat, she moved to another subject. "How did you know about Riker's drill?" "It's four days out of dock," Wesley said. "Riker always does a drill about then, and he asked me to program in some new drill routines into the computer." "Well, he didn't catch my department," Marrissa said. "Although I hear Engineering had some problems." "We discovered that the red alert lights weren't working," Wesley said. "Calgary was still working on the problem when I got off shift." "By the way, Dad wants to see you tomorrow," Marrissa said. "He mentioned it when we passed in the turbolift after Alpha Shift." "I'll stop by first thing," Wesley said, as Marrissa got more comfortable against him and fell asleep. The next morning, Marrissa woke up to discover Wesley's boxers in her hands. His naked body was up against hers, and she could feel his hard penis in between her butt cheeks. A hand was on her budding breasts as usual, but the other one was cupping her vagina with one finger pressing into her. "Good Morning, Marrissa," Wesley said as he awoke. "I seem to be missing my boxers." "I think I must have taken them off you during the night," Marrissa blushed, turning over and handing the boxers to Wesley. "Can any one in this bed sleep with clothes?" Wesley remarked, pulling Marrissa close to kiss her. "We better get ready. You have the security arrangements for the Antactican Delegation, and I have to meet with our father. You better get your shower." "Right," Marrissa replied, heading off. The fifth night began with Marrissa discovering that Wesley was nude as well. She felt safe with Wesley, so she snuggled up against him. His hard penis rested against her butt, and his arms pulled her tight against him. "What did Dad want?" Marrissa asked, as Wesley began to caress her breasts. "I'm changing departments," Wesley said, continuing the massage. "He's having some trouble with Stellar Cartography. Lieutenant Darby has proved to be a poor choice. So he's going to be transferred to the Iroquois and I'll be promoted to Lieutenant junior grade and take over his slot." "Hmm, moving up already, brother?" Marrissa said. "That feels good." "Yeah, I can't let my little sister get too far ahead," Wesley said, using the encouragement to increase the stroking. "How was the Antactican Security Arrangements?" "A little archaic," Marrissa said. "They want two swordsmen guarding their quarters, and four at the meeting. I didn't even get to the bridge today. Don't stop." "I have no intention to," Wesley said. "I assume you'll be having Father help teach some of your security officers?" "He's the best swordsman on board," Marrissa moaned. She'd never expected such treatment, but as long as it didn't go much further, she wasn't going to stop it. "I'd say so," Wesley said, noticing that Marrissa was beginning to relax into sleep. "Sleep well, little sister." In the morning, Marrissa woke to find Wesley's penis between her legs. Not in her, just between her legs. It wasn't even rubbing up against her vagina. His hand was doing that. It felt good. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, waking. She turned to face him, and he pulled her close for their morning kiss. His penis was pressed hard lengthwise against her vagina. Marrissa regretfully pulled away and headed for the shower. The sixth night, Marrissa snuggled up against Wesley, letting his penis slide between her legs. It laid against her vagina, it's hard length warming her sex. Wesley embraced her, and began caressing her breasts like the night before. "I'm going to miss your services when you transfer over to Science," Marrissa said. "You'll still have me every night," Wesley said, beginning to rub her stomach as well. "You know what I mean," Marrissa replied. "You are much better at seeing to the needs of Security than Calgary was." "Don't worry about that," Wesley said, as he slid back a little. "La Forge is going to assign Clara to replace me." Marrissa felt Wesley's hard organ slid against her vagina and groaned. "That's good." "What, Clara being my replacement or my caresses?" Wesley said, settling with Marrissa up against him tightly, and his penis hard against her vagina for the night. "Both," Marrissa said, before falling asleep. In the morning, Marrissa awoke with a wet hand. Her hands were stroking Wesley's climaxing penis. Wesley was still behind her. His seed was covering her lower stomach, and it appeared that this hadn't been the first ejaculation of the night. However, he was still outside of her vagina. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, waking. "I think we made a mess," Marrissa commented, blushing as she turned to face her brother. Wesley threw off the sheets, and looked at his sister's cum covered stomach. "It appears that way," he said. "I think you better take a shower." "I think you're right," Marrissa replied, kissing Wesley before leaving the room for her shower. The last night of the week, Marrissa snuggled up to Wesley. He pulled her up against him. His hard penis rested against her vagina. As he moved behind her, a slow warmth spread from where her vagina was being rubbed by his penis. "So how was the first meeting with the Antacticans?" Wesley asked, as he began caressing her breasts. "I think it went well," Marrissa said as Wesley began tracing circles on her stomach. "Still doing those double shifts?" Wesley asked, beginning to move his penis between Marrissa's legs. "Until I get everything running smoothly," Marrissa moaned. "That feels good. Don't stop." "Wouldn't dream of it," Wesley replied. "It will never happen. I've got to start work in Stellar Cartography tomorrow." "Good luck," Marrissa replied. Suddenly Wesley's simulation was too much for her, and she shuttered with intense pleasure. At nearly the same time, Wesley ejaculated streams of his seed onto Marrissa's belly. In the aftermath of their mutual release, both fell asleep. In the morning, Marrissa awoke to find the tip of Wesley's penis inside her vagina. The feeling of his organ stretching her nether lips was pleasant, and she didn't want to get up. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, waking. He turned her to face him, pulling out from her vagina, and tossed the covers off the bed. "We made another mess," Marrissa stated, looking at her cum covered stomach. This time the cum even extended down to the inside of her legs. "Go take a shower," Wesley said, before kissing her, this time with much more passion than ever before. Marrissa reluctantly broke the kiss and went to take her shower. That night, Marrissa let the tip of Wesley's penis slid into her from behind, carrying on the tradition of starting the next night in the same state as the previous night had ended. "So, how was your day?" Wesley asked, caressing her breasts as he worked the head of his penis in and out of her vagina. "Not good, we failed a security drill," Marrissa said, breathing heavily. "How was your first day in Stellar Cartography?" "The scientists all seem to be relieved that Darby is gone," Wesley said. "I've asked for some reports to bring me up to speed. I'll probably spend the next couple days going over them." "Reports," Marrissa gasp. "The bane of an officer's existence." "Yes," Wesley replied, as he let lose a flood of sperm into Marrissa' unprotected vagina. This caused Marrissa to orgasm, and moments later, both were asleep, Wesley's penis just a little further inside his sister than before. The next morning, Marrissa awoke to find Wesley's penis filling her whole vagina. Some time during the night she had turned so that she was facing Wesley. Her arms were around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his back, pulling him close. "Good Morning Marrissa," Wesley said, throwing off the covers and kissing her. They parted, letting his limp penis out of her vagina. Her vagina leaked his cum, streaked with the blood of her virginity. "Not as much mess this time," Marrissa said meekly. "Still, you better shower," Wesley said. "Okay," Marrissa said, getting up to clean her sore vagina as well as the rest of her body. The second night of the second week found Marrissa eagerly seeking Wesley's penis inside her. Her body wanted to feel Wesley come inside of her. There was no talk that night as the two made love for hours before falling asleep. Deep inside Marrissa, two cells joined, creating new life. It was an action that would not be discovered for quite some time. In the morning, Marrissa awoke as she would for the next four months, to Wesley thrusting his penis inside of her, sending large amounts of his seed inside of her.