A Simple Error
I know Julia Daring 3 was supposed to be next, but after getting 3 entries in I have hit serious writers block and decided to work on some other stories for a little bit so I am at least producing something.
First Officer, Commander Jack Gordon and Ensign Shriss are about to find out firsthand that you have to be very specific about your words when you ask the ships computer anything, especially while you are on the holodeck. Those things really are just a hazard.
To be honest, I never thought I would make a Star Trek fic, but Caitian's are pretty hot and when I got inspiration for this story, I realized the Trek universe was a perfect fit, I didn't have to explain a whole bunch of new made up tech. Why reinvent the wheel, y'know?
I got really into making this one, I really enjoyed it and I already have a outline for a sequel in the future.
Still can't access paypal to take donations or commissions, so just enjoy the story.
Even in the Twenty-Fourth century, syntax errors were still a problem, as first officer Jack Gordon was about to find out. The officer was tall, fit, he looked strong enough to wrestle a Klingon warrior and maybe even actually win. A quality quite desired for someone who was in charge of leading away teams, especially on an escort ship where hostile encounters were always a risk.
“Computer, create a replica of Ensign Shriss’ quarters and the hallway immediately outside of it.” He said, the holodeck springing to life to create a rather mundane replica of one of his crews quarters.
Jack had it bad for the Caitian Ensign, the female feline tantalized his every thought. He had to approach the idea of a relationship carefully, he was her commanding officer, but rarely had reason to interact with her. The ensign worked in maintenance, far from where he was posted. He would have to take things slow, figure out if she was even attracted to humans. But that didn’t solve his problem right now, he wanted her badly and he decided to kill two birds with one stone. It might be poor form to simulate your colleagues to practice different approaches, and, with luck, his own personal sexual satisfaction, but he didn’t care at this point.
Then he spoke again. “Give me Ensign Shriss, I want her to behave as realistically as possible.” That is where he made his mistake. He had not specified that he wanted a replica or hologram of her and the computer quickly deemed that the only way to make her behave as realistically as possible, was instead of creating a simulation of her, it would just transport the real Ensign Shriss to the room. After all, the first officer had the security clearance to do just that without any additional confirmation.
For the ensign, the transportation was seamless, one minute she was at the desk in her room going over some tricorder readings from one of the routine maintenance scans within the jefferies tubes and the next, she was doing that exact same thing in that exact same place, unaware she was now in a different part of the ship entirely, sitting in a simulation of her room.
The door opened, startling her, it was highly irregular to just barge into someones private quarters unless there was an emergency. Shriss set her tricorder down and stood up, turning to look towards the door only to be startled again, Commander Gordon already only a few feet from her.
“Comman-” was all she managed to say before he pounced, pressing his lips to her muzzle, bringing his right hand to her breasts, squeezing at them through her uniform.
For the commander, she was just a simulation and this was a test, it certainly lacked ethics to have the ship computer construct a model based on available surveillance data and her psychological profile just to see how she might react to certain, bold romantic approaches. But the commander, despite what his good looks would let people assume, fell apart when it came to dealing with real women, he had hoped this would help give him confidence, or dissuade him, whichever it came to.
Of course, for Shriss, this was real. One of her commanding officer’s had just barged into her room, kissed and groped her without any warning. Her eyes were wide, she was in shock, but she also liked it, the ensign hiding quite the kinky side to her. She wondered if that was wrong? He was behaving far too aggressively, this was in no way acceptable. But maybe he had noticed the looks she gave him whenever they passed in the hall? The way her eyes traced that tight fitting uniform…
Or maybe he had empathic abilities? Shriss had heard of some such individuals in Starfleet, who can sense emotions, even thoughts of others. That would make the most sense, she knew nothing about the Commander. Maybe he felt her needs, it was Caitian mating season and without a mate she found herself relentlessly horny, desperate for release. He would know that she didn’t need poetry or a candle lit dinner, she needed a good, hard, fuck.
Shriss reached down, doing what she had wanted to do for so long as she grabbed the commander’s ass in return. As soon as she did, she felt a surprised jolt from the commander. His boldness grew as he leaned into the kiss, pressing his body against hers, his own hand reaching around and hiking up the skirt of her uniform before grabbing bare caitian ass, feeling her soft fur in his hand.
Shriss opened her mouth, their tongues meeting, human lips against feline muzzle was awkward, but they made it work. Neither had ever felt passion like this before.
Then the commander broke the kiss, looking into the caitian’s eyes and seeing that need staring back at him. He knew these holograms were lifelike, but wasn’t quite expecting it to be this convincing. “Computer, remove our clothes.” He said, before the distinctive sound of a transporter beam went off and both parties found themselves stark naked, their uniforms folded neatly on the ground beside them.
Commander Gordon looked over the feline beauty for several moments, seeing her amber fur. He reached up, running his fingers through her long bleached blonde hair as he took in her naked beauty for the first time.
“You are so beautiful, I’ve wanted you ever since I first laid eyes on you.” He said, looking into her yellow, slitted eyes.
Shriss smiled. “Oh, Commander, I’m sure you say that to all the cute ensign’s.”
He shook his head. “No others, just you. Everyone pales in comparison to you.” He said. “And you don’t have to call me Commander, we are off duty, we’re equals here.”
The caitian giggled and began to trace her fingers along his chiseled chest, her eyes had been traveling across his body as much as he had been taking in hers, soaking in every inch of his dark skin and perfect physical physique. “I like calling you Commander. I wouldn’t mind if you gave me some orders either…” She leaned against him, purring with those last words.
A smile crept across Jack’s face. “Very well, your Commander orders you to bend over that desk.”
Shriss giggled like a giddy cadet and did as she was told gladly, turning and bending over, shuddering as her nipples made contact with the cold smooth surface of her desk. Jack gave her exposed ass a quick slap, earning a pleasured mrowl from the feline who looked back just in time to watch him drop down onto his knees behind her. His warm breath washed over her quivering nethers as he leaned in and pressed his lips to her folds, tongue slipping out of his mouth and into her wet passage.
Shriss moaned sharply and rose onto the tiptoes of her paws, raising her ass into the air like a cat being scratched in just the right spot.
“Oh! Ohhh, Commander… that feels so good…” She moaned out, his tongue eagerly squirming within her, sliding out to be run across her folds and teasing her clit before continuing its delve inside of her. Both of the commander’s hands now firmly placed on each of her ass cheeks, squeezing and kneading them.
“Commander… grab my tail. Please.” She pleaded. Jack immediately did so, reaching up and wrapping the fingers of his right hand around the base of her tail, giving it a little tug to pull her hips back onto his face a little harder.
Then, with a sharp yowl of a moan, Shriss came, her pussy twitching, her whole body convulsing in pleasure. Then, just as her body fell limp in a state of bliss, Commander Gordon stood up and grabbed her by the legs, rolling her over onto her back while he lifted her legs up.
He ran his hands along her legs, starting at her thighs running his fingers through her soft fur until his hands were wrapped around her ankles, holding her feet straight up in the air while he used his hips to grind his thick cock against her soaking wet sex.
“Mmm, I’m in heat commander, you know what that means, right?” Shriss asked, purring as she spoke.
“You somehow need this even more than me?” He said, a smug grin across his face.
Shriss giggled. “Yes, but there is more… we go into heat to help drive us to find a mate when we are at our most fertile. Humans and caitian’s are compatible… you understand what I am saying, right?”
Jack cocked his head, thinking for a moment. She was in her fertile season and he could get her pregnant if he wasn’t careful... “I understand, but is this a warning… or an invitation?”
Shriss blushed, taken off guard. “Well, it was a warning. For your sake. But if it was an invitation, would you really be willing to take things that far? Right now?” She asked, her voice filled with equal parts uncertainty and raw lust.
Jack chuckled, grinding his cock slowly against her nethers. “It would be a dream come true, but perhaps we are moving fast? It’s your choice.”
A sharp white fang was visible as Shriss bit her lower lip. “Well then commander… I want you to be my mate and have your kittens.”
The first officer grinned, pulling back his hips as he began to line up his thick cock with her slit, without his hands it was a little tricky, until the feline’s tail curled around his shaft, helping guide him in.
As soon as the head of his cock had slid inside farr enough to keep him on target, he gave one powerful thrust, burying his entire member inside all at once, feline under him screaming out in pure sexual delight. He began to buck his hips hard and fast, playtime was over and he was going to show this kitty what he could do. Her face twisted in rapturous joy and her eyes rolled back into her head telling him everything he needed to know, Shriss liked it rough.
Occasionally Shriss’ eyes would focus again on Jack and her grin would widen, seeing the muscular human, sweat glistening off his body and rolling down his ebony chest looming over her. Jack began to lean in, bringing the caitian’s legs with him, testing the feline’s flexibility and finding there to be no resistance, even as both of her footpaws were now beside her own head.
He didn’t relent with his thrusts, each time his flesh met her fur a slap echoed through the confined room. If they were hurting the caitian beneath him, she wasn’t showing it, if anything it was turning her on more. He pressed his lips to her muzzle, a second kiss, this time she was ready for him, opening her mouth and immediately greeting his tongue with her own. Her arms wrapped around his torso, pulling him tightly against her. Jack was amazed how great her soft furred body felt against his own skin, it was everything he dreamed of and more…
He was the first to break the kiss, looking into her eyes, the strain obvious on his face. “I can’t hold out much longer… are you sure…” He groaned out.
Shriss nodded. “Do it, mmf… I-I’ve always wanted to be a mother… I couldn’t think of a better man to be the father.”
That line was so over the top it snapped Jack back to reality, at least his version of the current reality. Now he was certain the computer was taking… indulgences for his sake with this simulation, it was filling in the gaps in her personality way too liberally to be close to accurate.
He didn’t have long to dwell on that though, until his mind went blank, his hips collided with hers one last time and he emptied every drop of cum he could into her fertile womb.
Shriss’ own pussy clamped down, milking him for every drop while screaming “Yes! Yes! Breed me!” over and over until it was he was finally spent, both of their orgasm’s subsiding and Jack slumping off of her, or at least trying to. As soon as he let go of her legs, she wrapped them around his waist, her arms still tightly grasped around him and as he stepped back, she went with him. Jack laughed, placing his hands under her rump to better support her weight as he stared into her eyes and she stared back with a passionate, loving look.
Then, Jack sighed. “Computer, end program.”
Shriss looked around, confused as her own quarters disappeared and turned into the grid covered walls and floors of the holodeck, behind her the sound of a tricorder hitting the floor as the desk it was on dematerialized.
Jack had a confused look as well. “Computer, why is the hologram of Shriss still active?”
A soft chime and the synthesized female voice of the ship computer responded. “That is the real Ensign Shriss, Commander.”
His eyes went wide and heart sank through his chest as Shriss looked back at him with an even more confused expression.
“Computer, why is this the real Ensign Shriss?” He said, carefully lowering the feline ensign down as she unwrapped her legs, standing on her own as well as she could, considering the pounding she had just received.
“You specified to have ensign Shriss and for her to behave as realistically as possible. The easiest way to fulfill that function was to transport ensign Shriss to the holodeck.” The computer chimed back.
If Jack didn’t feel like his heart was about to burst from his chest, he would probably have groaned and put his face in his hand when he learned how the computer had interpreted his command. Instead he had a much bigger problem, what he had just done without knowing it.
“You… you thought I was a hologram?” Shriss said, clearly unsure what to make of the situation.
Jack blushed, deeply ashamed and embarrassed. “I… I was nervous about actually approaching you, I wanted to practice so I wouldn’t blow my shot at telling you how I feel.”
“That was you telling me how you feel? You certainly did much more than practice approaching me.” She said, raising an eyebrow and giving a skeptical look.
“Err… I figured I would start bold and work my way down and… yes, I took far more liberties than I should have. I won’t lie to you, I also wanted to… blow off steam as well if I managed to get that far.” He admitted.
Shriss put a hand on her hip. “Huh and here I thought you were being so forward because you somehow knew exactly how I felt about you.”
“I’m so, deeply sorry. If you want me to resign from my post here I will, I take full responsibility for this incident and if you want to report it to Starfleet, you are within your rights to do so.” He said, swallowing hard, his whole body trembling.
“Well… this was all practice because you had feelings for me. So… you meant everything you said? Right?”
Jack looked her in the eye, she didn’t look even slightly mad, if anything she looked… nervous, about how he might answer. “Yes, I meant all of it. It seemed so real I forgot it was even a program, I guess because it wasn’t, I got completely lost in the moment.”
A small smile formed. “Well, then there was no harm. I actually thought it was real and you saw my reaction. That means it was real, I want this just as much as you do.”
“Wait, you forgive me? Just like that? But… I violated your privacy just by making this program in the first place, it was a selfish abuse of the holodeck. Plus I am your commanding officer and through my actions I put you in a position no crew member should be in, ever.” Jack said, not ready to forgive himself even if she was ready to forgive him.
“Okay, that may be true. We will definitely have to file a report about this error to Starfleet so that people aren’t accidentally transporting crewmembers onto the holodeck, though leave out the details on how we found it.” She said, scratching her chin. “But I can’t exactly hold most of that against you… computer, run program Shriss private time zero one.”
The holodeck sprung to life, becoming an exact duplicate of commander Gordon’s own quarters. On his bed, completely naked to Jack’s shock, was an exact duplicate of himself, eyes locked on Shriss with a lusty grin on his face.
“Welcome back Kitty, you are looking sexy as usual, I’ve missed you.” The duplicate began to say. “Get into bed and come suck my cock, that is an order, ensign.”
The real Jack was stunned for a moment. “My goodness… you are a naughty one.”
Shriss rolled her eyes and gave Jack a smirk, slapping him on the ass as she stepped past him. “You won’t find an engineer in Starfleet who hasn’t programmed their crush on the holodeck to fulfill their every fantasy. If you think you can go a second round, why don’t you take my ass while I give him what he wants.”
That nonchalant request for anal had Jack raring to go in in instant, his cock twitching and growing hard again. “You sure your boyfriend won’t mind?”
Shriss scoffed. “He is programmed to ignore everything but me. This isn’t the first time I’ve had two of you in here.” She got onto the bed on all fours, crawling over to the hologram of the commander, lowering her head down until the tip of his cock passed into her muzzle.
“Good Kitty…” the hologram said, one hand groping and squeezing her breasts greedily, alternating between both of the soft amber-furred tits, the other running its fingers through her hair before suddenly gripping her long, lightly colored hair and pulling on it forcing her to take more of his member.
The real commander followed soon after, Shriss’ ass lifted in the air was as tempting as ever, even with his cum slowly leaking from her pussy, a reminder of what they had just done. It was now, of all times, that reality of what he did had hit him. He was so pre-occupied with his mistake that he had plain forgotten the real consequence of his actions. He was likely going to be a father, a father to the children of this sexy and very kinky cat-girl.
Getting on his knees behind her, he pressed the tip of his cock to that puckered hole beneath her tail, sliding it inside to the strained groans of the caitian currently being throat fucked. He gripped her tail once again, using it as leverage to pull himself deeper into her tight tailhole.
He watched her face as best he could, her reaction. He had no doubt though that she could stop this whenever she wanted, but still, he needed to make sure… Her eyes were clenched shut, occasionally fluttering open to look up needily at the Jack fucking her face. Tears had formed in the corner of her eyes, pain was no doubt intermingling with pleasure and she was moaning, just as passionately as when he was breeding her.
“Oh you kinky kitty…” the real Jack said, his tone now more in line with his imitation. “You weren’t just showing me this program so I wouldn’t feel bad about mine, you wanted me to see just how you like to be used without having to coach me.” He saw it as soon as he finished that statement, the barest hint of a smile forming on that muzzle, even as it was full of solid holographic cock.
He drove his cock all the way to the base, gave her ass a hard slap and began to fuck her with the fury and passion he had before, back when he had believed her to be a hologram behaving in an over-the-top manner for his own sake. Now he just knew the truth, that he was the luckiest man in Starfleet.
By the time they were finished, cum was leaking from every hole the caitian had. Most of it real, the cum she eagerly drank down though was synthetic, courtesy of the combination of hologram and replicator tech the holodeck employed. It tasted and felt like the real thing, but lacked any of the commander’s actual DNA and was completely sterile. It was also coincidentally more nutritional than real sperm…
Shriss was thoroughly exhausted, her hair and fur a mess after such a brutal fucking. The holographic commander was dismissed, the real Jack staying in bed with her, cuddling her from behind, gently rubbing her flat, taut belly.
“Mmm, this is nice.” Shriss said, pushing back against the commanders body. “I never programmed any of them for aftercare, now I think I should have.”
Jack chuckled. “Glad you enjoy it. You’re really soft, you know that? I could stay here with you forever…”
“You’re off duty, right? Let’s stay like this all night.” Shriss responded.
The commander nodded, leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. “Very well. Computer, transport me, ensign Shriss and our belongings to my actual quarters, then end program.”
The transporter fired up and suddenly, the holodeck was once again an empty black room, walls and floors lined with a yellow grid.
The two didn’t keep their new relationship a secret for long, once they decided on a more appropriate story they told the crew. The pair had discovered a joint interest in skiing and spent their off hours on the holodeck together, their love blooming on the slopes. Within two weeks medical scans proved Shriss was pregnant with twins and just over a month after that, the pair were married aboard the ship, their captain officiating the ceremony.
The two knew this was only the beginning of their adventures together.