(( Hey guys! Total Trek-Newb here! I just started watching TNG on Netflix recently and I love it so far, especially Data, so I was inspired to write this. Please go easy on me, though, I'm not used to writing for the Sci-Fi genre. Also this fic is an AU where Tasha never died, bc fuck killing off strong female characters and doing nothing with their characters besides making them rape victims, ugh. Anyways! I've also been made aware that this "sex or death" trope is really overdone, but I hope you like my take on it anyways. Also this fic is het-centric and has a few OCs, though I have no problem with slash, that's just not the focus of the fic this time. I do try to write interesting OCs though, so hopefully you like them well enough. And though I tried to do my research, if anything flies too far in the face of canon, please just consider it part of the AU, lol... Alright! Without further ado, I hope you guys enjoy~ ))
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A distress signal had come from a planet far out in the Delta Quadrant, and upon inspection the planet, they found the small life-bearing planet had absolutely no abnormal qualities, no noxious substances in the atmosphere, no apparent attacks from hostile neighbors, nothing… Except that it was missing at least half of the life-forms that should have been there.
There were some skeletons still about by the time the Enterprise had gotten there, but the dominant humanoid species had been completely wiped out, and from the looks of it, the entire planet had been robbed and ransacked afterwards.
Several of their livestock species had been taken, several of their forests completely sawed down and the lumber taken, no doubt the mines had been excavated, anything of use had been taken from the previously occupied buildings, and the skeletons all had claw and tooth marks on them, so obviously they had been eaten…
The crew members that had beamed down to inspect it, a team of four female officers and one male, led by Tasha Yar, were just starting to notice that the skeletons in the worst shape, with the most bite marks and unnatural-looking breaks, seemed to be almost all female skeletons, when suddenly one of the female officers present, a little lady who was almost still fresh out of the academy, doubled over with a great cramping pain in her stomach.
Her friend, a woman just a few years older than her, came near to help her, but soon found herself extremely dizzy and nauseous, and she soon also doubled over, throwing up on the ground. A dark haired woman in her thirties was the third to be affected, clutching her head with a sudden ache and then feinting into a deep sleep. Tasha, the last to feel her own cramping starting to come on, quickly alerted the ship of what was happening, and had them beamed to the quarantine zone.
The lone male officer seemed more or less fine, and after the initial symptoms wore away, the females did too, at first. Of course they were still kept in the quarantine for further testing, and it was soon discovered that every member of the team that had come in contact with the planet had contracted a virus.
Well, the lone lucky male just had a virus. To be specific, by the time they found out what it was, which wasn't that long at all, the virus in the female's bodies had mutated into a parasite, which was now living quite comfortably in the spot between the cervix and the uterus, and despite their shock and horror at learning this fact, each and every female complained of feeling abnormally aroused. Much, much more aroused than any of the females had ever reported being before, in their entire lives. Maddeningly aroused, to the point where, even though the women still had their presence of mind, their bodies were in a constant state of betrayal to how they actually felt about it.
Doctor Crusher gathered a meeting of the top officers to discuss what she had learned about the situation in the past few hours, and clearly by the bags under her eyes and the way she was rubbing her forehead, harshly and agitated, she didn't like the results of her research one bit. "Well, I've found a cure…" She admitted right away, with no enthusiasm in her voice. This was a 'good news first' kind of day…
"And?" Captain Picard urged her on. "Have you already administered it…?"
Crossing her arms, she sighed raggedly. "No sir, because that's the part of the equation that presents the biggest problem…"
Picard merely raised a brow at her, urging her to go on.
Swallowing at a lump and cheeks flushing with color, Crusher tightened her self-embrace, almost feeling as much anxiety for the women's fate as they were. "The male officer has already been cured, so we know the serum works. But the vaccination alone did not succeed in destroying the parasite in the females, and I'm afraid those tricky little sons-of-guns aren't going to make things easy on us… At least we're lucky enough to have a serum at all, unlike the poor former inhabitants of the planet. The entire male population was rendered infertile and then quickly killed off by the virus, passed along by carrier females. Before the species that left their young here to gestate came back to claim their children and the planet's resources, the females suffered the horror of being impregnated by the parasite and then eaten alive from the inside-out, which will also happen to our female officers unless we destroy the parasite soon. But in order to expose the parasite to the serum, we'd either have to perform an extremely drastic and dangerous surgery on each of the women, or… We could do things the infinitely safer but infinitely more awkward way, and… Expose the parasite to the serum by inserting it into the females manually, and stimulating the females vigorously to assure the serum reaches the cervix and uterus... O-Of course!" She added quickly, seeing how the men's brows immediately reached for the skies. "Since no one, male or female, will be able to get anywhere near them without being infected with either the virus or another parasite, that'll have to be our first concern…"
There was a long and heavy silence. But no more than a minute had gone by before Data had finished deducing the facts in his mind, and posited forth the most logical conclusion he could think of to the rest, "I believe I know the best solution to this problem. If the least traumatic way of administering the serum to the patients is in this manner, and we need someone immune to the virus and the parasites, then I am the most and, really, the only one suited to the undertaking… Am I not?" He followed, when presented with the shocked stares that his query resulted in.
The first to find their voice was Picard, whose mouth had hung just slightly ajar until he could find the words, "Data," He choked out gruffly, "I understand you would come to the most logical assumption here, as you would always do in any situation. But this is far more complicated than just logic…"
Data nodded. "Yes sir. But I had already anticipated that. I realize that the nature of this task is not merely medical, but sexual and extremely intimate. Of course the officers are completely free to refuse the manual administration and opt for surgery instead, but either way, it would have to be me to do it, would it not? So as not to risk exposure to any other crew members? I just thought it would be best to offer the most comfortable and least traumatic option as well. I could even deliver the serum from my own body if it were preferred by the patients..."
Again, there was a considerable silence. And then, a snort. "Hoo boy…" LaForge suddenly snickered, then let out a sigh of amazement. "Data, Data, always so helpful, always so willing to help mankind…" He seemed mostly amused, but also just slightly agitated?
Unsure, but also unsure as to why he or the others were unsure, Data hesitated before trying again, "I am afraid I fail to see how—"
Riker cut him off there. "How pleasing a woman, no matter what kind of tool you're working with, is more than just an algorithm?"
Data reminded him neutrally, "I do have some experience with it, sir…"
Riker had to shrug at that. "Fair point, I suppose…" He didn't bother reminding Data of what he surely already put together for himself – That having one experience and four experiences back to back were worlds apart…
"Captain, if I may," Doctor Crusher cut in there. "Data's offer, although certainly unorthodox, is really quite fortuitous given the dire circumstances. As he said, the women are free to choose whatever option they feel most comfortable with, or refuse treatment completely. But at the very least, we should let the patients know that Data has offered to make this option available for them. I'm sure they'll know that Data is not the kind of man that would have selfish intentions for this kind of thing. He literally can't have those sort of selfish intentions. And of course everything that happens will be kept in 100% confidentiality…"
Picard sat thinking about it for a while, tight lipped and not entirely sure. But finally, after thinking on it for a short while, he nodded. "Then I suppose we'll go ahead and inform the patients of what all their options are…"
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So they did, and after explaining all of the circumstances, all four of them hesitantly agreed that at the very worst, Data's suggested procedure still had to be better than the kind of death they soon had in store for them. After that, Data was further informed by Doctor Crusher as she prepared him before the event, with Captain Picard present as support and encouragement, even though Data told him he did not need it.
"As I mentioned, Captain – I do already have some experience with this…"
Picard very rarely showed signs of disrespect, but he had to roll his eyes at that. "Data… You have experience with an intoxicated woman, while you were intoxicated yourself. I assure you this will be a whole different beast entirely…" He quickly cleared his throat and by extension, any objections Data would likely present about the functionality of his sexuality program. "Don't get me wrong, I don't doubt that you can do it, but you can't just treat every woman the way Tasha had you do, because every woman is different, and will have different needs and desires."
"Quite so." Doctor Crusher agreed, cheeks already pink as she brought over a tray bearing four special instruments. Data's special new 'instruments'…
Each was custom designed to personally fit the body of each respected woman. It would not do at all for the piece to be too small, in fact, each tool was made to be just slightly larger than the ideal size for each woman's vaginal canal, to insure that the serum would reach as deep as possible, even if Data was unable to induce orgasm in them.
"All the same, I truly do not anticipate that being an issue." Data insisted after the doctor explained it all to them. "The motions needed to complete sexual stimulation are exceedingly simple and so repetitive as to be dull…"
But Picard was quick to contradict him on the matter once again. "Data. I know this seems like an exceedingly simple job. I know you already know that you must listen attentively to every woman's personal instructions. But that's not all there is to it…"
"Captain, please." Crusher cut him off there. "I know you're just worried about him. But there's no point in worrying more than necessary. I'm sure he can't do too badly, but even if not, we don't really need Data to be the perfect bed-mate. It would just be nice for the patients and make the application of the serum more effective. If he can't, it's still fine. The medication is combined with nanotechnology that will seek out the parasite, so it should work as long as it is as close to the cervix as possible…"
Data nodded in acknowledgment, and bowed his head. "I will try my very best for complete success with all four patients."
With a tense nod, the doctor put down the tray of 'tools', each neatly labeled with the woman's name below it, on the cot next to the android. Next to each name was also a short list of instructions to start off each individual encounter. "I'm sure you will, Data. Now… I guess we'll just leave you to it!"
"Good luck, Data." Picard added with a reluctant little smirk, before following the doctor out of the room, and giving Data some privacy to prepare.
Wasting no time, Data stepped up to and picked up the first of the specially prepared tools, really just a glorified, if very technologically advanced and life-like vibrator, except for the fact that it contained a life-saving serum inside.
It was the smallest of the four tools the doctor had designed for him and her patients, Data noted before picking up the instructions that went with it, and reading it silently to himself.
'Shaunella Smithee. Age 24. Shaunella is still relatively young and completely inexperienced with sex. She is what is known as a 'Virgin', and is very concerned and distressed about that fact in regards to the procedure. She has stated that she wanted her first sexual encounter with another person to be with someone very special to her. Therefore she has hesitantly agreed, but only under the condition that this be regarded strictly as 'Medically Assisted Masturbation', and has opted for application by hand only. She would like you to also not regard this as any sort of intimate act, because she wants to reserve that for the person she chooses to take her virginity. She is also nervous about your superhuman strength, but I have assured her that you are capable of being as gentle as she needs you to be.'
Filing away the information, Data put down the instrument and the instructions, and then began to inspect the next set. The next piece was larger than the others by two full inches, and visibly thicker too. The other models were also smooth to the touch, but this one was made with a bumpy texture. He didn't pick up the tool this time though, only the instructions.
'Madison Paz-Warren. Age 34. Unlike Shaunella, Madison is considerably experienced. She has had several lovers in her lifetime and so she is not worried at all about the nature of the procedure. She is, however, less than pleased about you being the one to perform it. She is not enthusiastic about being sexually stimulated by an android. She believes that you won't be able to please her like an organic lover. She does not expect you to be capable of inducing orgasm in her, however, she did add, 'Feel free to try if you think you can'.'
Without any feelings about the insulting and/or doubtful sentiments so far, Data simply put down the last slip of paper and reached for the third.
'Kembyr Goodwin. Age 29. Seems the most sensitive of the first three to your android state, she has no quarrels with that. She is also not a virgin, although she has stated that she has very little experience with sex and relationships in general. So she is slightly apprehensive about it, but like Madison, she has opted for the more intimate form of administrating the serum. She has stated that she would prefer if you could try to "just make it feel as natural as possible", and that she will work with you during the process as much as she can… Data, as a personal note, even though Madison and Kembyr both chose the intimate applications, due to her apprehension, you should treat Kembyr more gently. So keep whatever settings you use with her closer to what you used with Shaunella, unless otherwise instructed by Kembyr.'
He put down the third set of instructions, briefly noting that the size and shape of the third piece and the fourth were almost exactly the same. The one meant for Tasha was just very slightly shorter. The instructions for her read, 'Well… She said to 'Just talk to her' and to 'Tell him we'll probably just do whatever we did last time…' So I suppose you and her would know more about all that than I would…?'
For no particular reason that he could guess at, Data found himself re-reading the last message before putting it back down. It held no extra information, he had understood the contents, and yet, it somehow gave him a sense of confusion, like there was a puzzle piece that should be present, but which was missing.
But he didn't let it trouble him, for now he had much more urgent matters to attend to...
Taking the first model with him in hand, he set out for the first of the quarantined rooms. After making it past the sterilization process, he found himself in the company of a somewhat short (5'3, Data measured) and petite young lady, brown-skinned with long, wavy golden hair on one side of her scalp, while the other side was shaved bald, with beautiful swirling-patterned tattoos traditional to her people drawn onto the bald side. Her eyes were dark grey, nearly black, and wide with nervousness and fear as he stepped into the room.
He quickly stopped advancing and put his free hand up in a gesture of peace. "Please do not be alarmed. The doctor has informed me of your preferences. We will wait until you are ready to begin. Is there anything I can do in the meantime to aid in your comfort?"
She slowly shook her head, stepping back towards the cot behind her and taking a seat. "I… I have had a pap smear a few times before, so, I guess I'm not completely unprepared for this, but…"
Data nodded. "Very well then. Let me know when you are ready."
She nodded back, scooting back further onto the cot until she was reclining. Then, after a brief hesitation, she reached down to the hem of her pants… And hesitated again. "Oh man… This is so dumb…"
Data quirked a brow. "Is something the matter?"
She seemed to struggle for a few seconds, before forcing herself to shake her head no. "Not… Not really, I mean… I know you're just here to help, that this is completely for medical purposes, I just… I'm just shy I guess. Just gotta get over it, and get this over with…"
Forcing herself past the barrier of her modesty, she finally pushed down her trousers and undergarments, quickly and in one fluid moment, before bunching them up and throwing them to the side, leaving her top on. Quickly after she brought her knees up to her chest, her feet together in front of her genitals, and, with crimson cheeks, averted her eyes to the side of the room that Data wasn't occupying.
Blinking a few times, the android studied her behavior and current stance, unable to make much sense of it. "Were you ready to proceed now?"
Without another word, she nodded.
But now it was Data's turn to hesitate, since the young lady's current behavior seemed obviously at odds with what she was telling him to do…"Miss Shaunella, I am unsure if I can continue with the procedure with you in this position... I believe it would be more comfortable for you if you would, perhaps, spread your legs apart…?"
Sighing, she took up her shaking hands and put them on each knee, appearing to have to actually pry her own legs apart until she was exposed in a butterfly position. Then she crossed her arms and sighed, refusing to make eye contact with him. But the sigh at least was a gentle one, and soon after she admitted, "Look, I'm sorry, I don't wanna look like a jerk, it's just… Man this is so embarrassing…"
Pulling a small tube from his pocket, Data applied a liberal amount of clear gel onto the head of the instrument. Afterwards he replaced the tube into his pocket and remarked, "I have never felt embarrassment, but I am at least vaguely aware of why humans avoid it. But remember that everything that transpires here will be held in complete confidentiality. I will never speak of it to another human being, ever."
His calm voice seemed to lull her and neutralize at least some of her worries, and she settled back against the hospital cot, finally glancing over at him. "I mean, I guess I can trust you, since… You look so bored, it's like, why would you want to bother telling anyone about this anyways…"
"Your conclusion is correct." Data confirmed for her, then asked once more. "Now, are you ready to begin?"
"I guess… I mean, yes. Sure. Go ahead…" She told him, but as soon as he had come within a few inches of her privates, she suddenly gasped, and shut her legs again, like a venus fly trap. "Wait!"
It was a good thing Data was incapable of being annoyed, but he was coming close to getting a little impatient. There were other patients to attend to, after all, including his dear old friend Tasha, who had heroically opted to go last to ensure the safety of the other women before her own. She was counting on him to do this as quickly and efficiently as possible. So Data responded merely by looking to her for clarification, and not saying anything further. The girl seemed to be confused and at odds with herself, so Data waited silently for her to sort out her thoughts and her words, not wanting to confuse her further.
"You…" She finally looked up at him then with an audible gulp, her eyes searching out his. "You like music, right?"
He blinked, and nodded, not sure why she was bringing it up. "Yes. I enjoy listening to and playing music. Why?"
"I was just thinking…" She mentioned, grasping her knees. "That it might be less awkward for us both if we put on some music. To distract me. Unless it will be too distracting for you. Do you think you'd mind…?"
Immediately Data shook his head no. "I will still be able to perform my duties with music playing, so I do not have any objections to your request. If it makes you more comfortable then play anything you like. My preferences are completely negligible."
"Well, okay then… She agreed hesitantly, with a small amount of guilt. The she focused her attention, and her eyes, upwards as she asked, "Computer, can you please play… Play 'Daft Punk', circa twenty-first century Earth?"
After just a few seconds to process the request, suddenly a half upbeat, half mellow type disco music with robotic-sounding lyrics began to play within the room, and as soon as it did, the girl finally began to relax against the back of the hospital cot again, and slowly spread her legs. "Okay… I think I'm ready now, sir… Go ahead, and, um… Sorry for the nerves…"
Data briefly shook his head to dismiss her apology, "Your comfort is top priority. There is nothing to be sorry for. Now, are you sufficiently mentally prepared, and if so, may I begin preparing your body for the procedure? I have been instructed to be as gentle as possible with you, and I am fully prepared to do so. I hope you are assured that I will not hurt you."
Finally letting her legs fall to the bed, she nodded weakly. "Oh… Um, yes sir, I… I trust you…"
Looking down at her from above, completely stoic in the face, he nodded and replied very seriously, "Good."
Though just one simple word in response, it lit a nerve on fire in the young girl beneath him. That word alone had her shaking, before he even put the slick and slimy tip of the tool to her opening. But once he had, she gasped sharply, and loudly, and quickly reached up to cover her mouth with both of her slender hands, her eyes wider than ever.
Data didn't stop, but he barely moved at the slowest increments, spreading the lubricant over and around her maidenhood, not yet entering it. "Are you alright, Miss Shaunella? Your cheeks just turned an alarming shade of magenta in a very rapid amount of time. I have been told that is not unusual with sexual intercourse, but your case seems to be a little drastic. May I please continue or are you feeling overwhelmed? Do you need a minute?"
Color still rising, she shook her head. "N-No… You can k-keep going…"
As soon as he heard her confirmation, he obeyed and began to push and prod the tool into the girl in small, shallow explorations, entering her body, but only by an inch. "Is this also acceptable?" He inquired, the movements of his hand perfectly even and methodical.
She was looking away from him again, thinking. "Um, well… T-To be honest, it feels kinda good, but… It's still super weird! And well, I mean… No offense sir, but… Well, um, how do you like this song?"
Data was deeply confused, and quite concerned. "Miss Shaunella, you seemed to be trying to express dissatisfaction with my technique. If anything I do makes you uncomfortable, please let me know what to do right away."
Shaunella shook her head though. "I'm not uncomfortable, I was just curious… When you listen to a song, sir, do you just hear it, or do you really listen to the rhythm? Whenever I listen to this kind of music, it makes me feel like dancing, and, well…"
Data stared down at her, studying her as she suddenly began to gently rock against the tool. She went on, "The way this music sounds, the way they play the beat… Do you think you could maybe try to match your movements with the beat of the song…?"
He cocked his head to the side. Somehow her words made absolutely no sense to him, but also, they suddenly made him remember how Troi had once asked him to represent music in his clay sculpture. It seemed illogical at first to try and combine the two completely different things, but perhaps it could be done…
"Fascinating request, Miss Shaunella. I will try my best to fulfill it…"
Pausing for a moment to listen out for the music, Data quickly picked up the beat of the song, let the vibrations of the music travel from his ears to his fingertips, still holding on to the end of the tool. He focused on the music alone for the first few seconds, calculating the time intervals between different beats made from different musical instruments in the completed musical piece. There was indeed a pattern. So perhaps she just wanted him to match the speed and pattern of his hand's movements to try to mimic the tempo of the music currently being played…?
Putting his hypothesis to the test, he began to do just that, pushing and pulling in and out of the girl's body in time with the song, which had now just started playing the more rigorous and fast-paced "Harder Better Faster Stronger"…
The first half of the song was a bit slower though, so she still had the presence of mind to mention to him, "This feels good, like this…"
He nodded, not stopping what his hand was doing all the while, although he paused before replying. "I am… Relieved to hear that. I had heard that those like you, virgins, are very easy to hurt during their first sexual stimulation. It is fortunate that you are enjoying yourself. And if that is the case, may I please ask permission to go even deeper inside you? The doctor specifically instructed me to go as deep as possible." He reminded her.
Subconsciously biting the tip of her thumb, she quietly nodded. He nodded back to her, and began pushing the member in not just deeper, but faster, as the beat of the song began steadily speeding up…
She released the thumb from her mouth as a slightly squeaky, ragged sigh escaped her, and then a few seconds later, a low moan. Just a few seconds later, another moan, much louder, and her legs began to shake. Seemingly involuntarily, her right leg began to rise up, sliding the calf muscle against the outer part of his arm and up to his shoulder. Then it rose higher, settling her heel on the curve of his neck and shoulder.
Curiously he glanced over at her leg. Reacting on a strange impulse, he reached up with his free hand, and lightly grasped her calf, his fingertips feeling at the string-like muscles and tendons beneath her skin. He turned his head just a bit, nudging his chin against her ankle. Suddenly, although the sounds produced were very different of course, this encounter seemed very similar to… Practicing the violin…
His simple touches also seemed to inspire her. Her gasps and moans became louder, more uneven...
Her erratic behavior seemed to signify just one thing, so as a precaution, Data asked, just to make sure, "Miss Shaunella, if you feel an orgasm is impending, please let me know so that I may properly administer the serum at the correct moment…"
There had to be a less awkward way of saying that, but she tried her best not to let it distract her from what she had to do. So since the song would be ending soon anyways, she reached down with her dominant hand, and began to stroke herself between her labia, at the very small part of her female anatomy that humans referred to as the 'clitoris'.
Data remembered Tasha touching that part of her body when she was close to completion, too. So he braced himself and waited patiently for what he knew would soon come, while the little woman began to rock her body on the piece in Data's hand, and dig into his back and shoulder with her heel. In fact, Data was hardly even doing anything at all anymore, it was mostly Shaunella performing the movements…
And as promised, when the young woman began to feel her passions overwhelm her, she called out to him, "Oh god… Now, sir… I'm gonna…!"
Data nodded silently, pushing up as far as he could go, activating the tool, and releasing the medication.
Unsure what to do with her arms, Shaunella suddenly wrapped them around her own torso, seizing up. Her eyes rolled upwards under her eyelids for a few seconds, and she rocked her hips against his hand for a moment or two until the effect it had on her apparently ebbed away.
Pulling her leg down from his shoulder, as if putting away the pieces of his instrument after a finished recital, he looked down at her afterwards and gave her a small half-smile. He didn't feel happy for her, only some personal satisfaction for a job successfully completed, but his sexuality program informed him that women much preferred being smiled at during a moment like this, rather than stared at blankly.
But he only kept the expression up for a few seconds, then he let it drop, as well as her leg, and began to remove the instrument from her body. "Well, I believe that concludes your treatment…"
Suddenly though, she reached with her foot behind his elbow, stopping his hand before he completely removed the tool.
He looked down at her curiously. "Miss Shaunella?"
Her face almost completely covered in red, she still somehow managed to look up at him. To look him right in the eye. The next song on the track started to play, and she shyly but insistently inquired along with the lyrics, "…One more time…?"
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(( WELL, haha! This was really fun to write so far so I hope you guys are having fun reading it too! And next up, we have "Mad"-Madison, who is gonna be giving Data a much, MUCH harder time… XD
Note, if you didn't care for it, please just press the back button. I'm already aware that this kind of plot line is really corny and cliché and not everybody likes OCs, you don't need to remind me of any of that. I'm trying to do it my own way, so hopefully it'll still be amusing even if it has already been done before... If you did like it, I'd really love it if you let me know. Hope you guys look forward to the chapters to come! ))
