Title: Medical Exam
Author: Semkirk ( semkirk @ yahoo . com )
Series: TNG
Code: C/T/Ogawa/Burns
Rating: NC-17
Parts: 1/2
Disclaimer: The characters of Beverly Crusher, Deanna Troi,
and Nurse Alyssa Ogawa, and the rest of the Star Trek universe are owned by
Paramount. This story is written for
simple enjoyment. No intent to profit
from the use of these characters exists in the mind of the author. The characters of Ensign Burns and
Specialist Murchison belong to me.
Copyright on this story belongs to me, Semkirk. I can be reached at semkirk@yahoo.com.
Warning: Story contains consensual sexual
relations between four adults. If you
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), turn back now!
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Summary - Dr. Crusher treats a
"potentially" fatal illness with the assistance of Counselor Troi and
Nurse Ogawa. Oh Yeah!!
<--------->
"Ensign
Burns. This is Dr. Crusher. Please report to Sickbay immediately!"
"Huh?"
stammered Jeff Burns, the newest edition to the U.S.S. Enterprise's
Stellar Cartography division, as he dropped his spoon into his soup.
"What's
up Jeff?" "Yeah, what's
wrong?" Jeff's tablemates chimed
in one by one.
"Stop!" Commanded Specialist Murchison. "Give the man a moment to speak and you
might get an answer." Murchison turned
to the silent Ensign and asked, "Jeff? Buddy, you alright?"
Burns
shook his head. "I'm fine. Had a physical last month and Dr. Selar past
me with flying colors. Don't know what
Dr. Crusher needs me for; I feel fine."
Murchison
shrugged. "Well then, I guess you
better hot-foot it down to Sickbay. Dr.
Crusher's the CMO and probably wouldn't get involved unless it was something
serious."
"Yeah,
you're probably right," answered Burns has he stood up and gathered his
tray. "See you all later."
"Bye,
Jeff." "Take care,
Jeff." "Yeah, let us know what the doc wanted."
Burns
dropped his tray in the disposal bin and gave one last wave to his friends as
he headed out of Ten Forward, curious as to what the good doctor needed him
for.
<--------->
Burns
approached Sickbay, still puzzled by why Doctor Crusher needed to see him. I mean, Dr. Selar has always done my
physicals, if anything came up, shouldn't she be the one to call me in? Ah, who cares? I'll find out in a couple of minutes.
The
doors to Sickbay parted and Burns entered to find it deserted. No other patients or medical staff were in
sight.
"Doctor
Crusher? It's Ensign Burns, reporting
as ordered."
"In
my office, Ensign."
"Yes,
sir."
Burns
walked to the far side of Sickbay to the short corridor of offices reserved for
the senior medical staff. He came to
the door of Dr. Crusher's office and got his second surprise of the night as he
found Dr. Crusher, Counselor Troi and Nurse Ogawa gathered in the office.
"D-Dr.
Crusher?"
"Come
in, Ensign. I've asked Counselor Troi
and Nurse Ogawa to be present for this discussion."
"Sir,
respectfully, what's wrong with me?" demanded Burns.
"Ensign,
please sit down."
"But
I had a physical last month and, and Doctor Selar passed me!"
"ENSIGN! Sit Down!" ordered Crusher.
Burns dropped
into the nearest seat like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
"Now,
before you panic, please understand that everything is okay."
"Sir,
if everything was 'okay' why did you call me down? And why are Counselor Troi and Nurse Ogawa sitting in on this
meeting?"
"Ensign,
it's been a longstanding practice of mine to randomly pull the charts of my
patients and of the doctors I supervise.
I've found that human intuition can sometimes spot things in the charts
that may have been missed on the first pass."
"And
that's what happened here?" asked Burns.
"Yes,
I was reviewing your chart and noticed some abnormal readings.."
"Abnormal?"
"Yes,
nothing major, but it made me check a little further and I discovered that you
contracted a rare disorder from your last away mission, to the Khartanka
Observatory on Reus Omicron IV."
"W-What
kind of disorder?" stammered Burns, his gut roiled at the thought of some
fatal disease on his first deployment out of the Academy.
"An
intestinal one. Now, Ensign, relax. I won't lie; this disorder could have been
fatal if it had been allowed to progress untreated. But we discovered it in its very early stages, and it is
curable."
Burns
took a deep breath. Ok, so I have
some kind of disease from Reus Omicron IV, but it’s not the end of the
road. The Doctor wouldn't lie. If she says it's curable, it is
curable. He squared his shoulders
and looked Dr. Crusher in the eye, "What do you need me to do?"
Crusher
smiled. "That's the spirit,
Ensign. Now the procedure isn't very
painful, but it can be time-consuming, and to do it properly, it will take
myself as well as Counselor Troi and Nurse Ogawa."
Burns
gulped. "H-How long are we talking
about?"
Crusher
frowned in consideration. "Well,
its 20:00 hours now. If we start the
procedure now, a couple of hours, at the outside."
"H-hours??"
"Yes,
well, as I said, the disorder is a rare one and the only successful procedure
happens to be somewhat time-intensive."
"O-Okay,
doctor. If that's what has to be
done."
"Good!
Now when is your next shift?
"0800
tomorrow"
"I
see. Computer!"
"Working"
"Please
inform Commander Enright and Commander Riker that Ensign Burns will be
undergoing medical treatment this evening and will not be able to report for
duty at 0800. That his recovery should
be completed and he will be ready for duty by 1600 hours. Also log that Nurse Ogawa and Counselor Troi
will be assisting me with the procedure and will also be unavailable until
1600, barring any emergencies"
"Notifications
sent."
"Fine. Now, Ensign, while Nurse Ogawa and I prepare
the treatment room, please go with Counselor Troi. She'll prep you for the procedure."
"Yes,
sir." Burns stood and turned to
look at the voluptuous Counselor.
"Sir?"
Troi smiled
as she moved to the door. "Just
follow me, Ensign."
As he
trailed after the Counselor, Burns couldn't ignore the view in front of
him. Damn! That dress she's wearing is nice! If I didn't know any better, I'd swear that she was naked under
it! And I'd swear that the Counselor
was leering at me as she walked out!
Stop it man! She's out of your
league! Not only is she your superior
officer, she's dating Commander Worf. I
don't fancy being brigged for insubordination or for being a punching bag for
the Chief of Security! Burns shook
his head to clear it of the images of him and a naked Counselor Troi in his
bed.
Troi
stopped suddenly, and Burns was forced to hop to the side to avoid running into
her. "Sir?"
"In
here, Ensign." Troi directed him to the biobed in the center of the small
treatment room. "Now, for this
procedure to be successful, you need to be fully relaxed. So I want you to strip and lay down on your
stomach."
"S-Sir????" Burns was frozen.
Troi
gestured impatiently. "Move it,
Ensign. I need to give you a
deep-tissue massage to insure that your body is receptive to the
treatment."
Burns
jumped. He hadn't heard that particular
whip-tone of command since the Academy.
"Yes, Sir!" Burns
quickly stripped off his clothes and placed the folded pile on one of the
chairs in the room. Blushing at the
thought of Troi seeing his semi-aroused body, he quickly moved to the biobed
and draped himself on it. As he settled
himself on the biobed, he couldn't help noticing the appreciative perusal the
Counselor gave his body. He groaned and
shifted as his penis went from half to fully aroused. Damn, why did I have to see that? Now I'll never get the thought of the two of us out of my mind!
"Relax,
Ensign," cooed the Counselor as she approached the biobed. "I've seen many a naked body in my day
and you have nothing to be ashamed about.
Burns
was stunned. Ohmigod! Troi was flirting with him. And she's taking off her dress. She's taking off her dress!
"Sir!?!"
"I
told you to relax, Ensign. The
particular gel I need to use for this massage is easy to wash off flesh but
impossible to get out of clothes."
Troi smirked. "If it really
bothers you, just close your eyes and think of something relaxing. Maybe your last trip home to see your
parents?"
Burns
closed his eyes and shuddered. You're naked and she's naked and she's about
to use her hands to turn you into mush! his libido screamed. And you're going to close your eyes and
think of Mommy!!??!! Are you nuts??? His eyes snapped open. His libido was right. This might be a once in a lifetime
opportunity and dammed if he was going to miss it!
Burns
turned his head to watch the voluptuous counselor, his 'masseuse' for the
evening, pour a thick blue-green gel into her right hand. After placing the bottle back on the cart,
she slowly began to rub her hands together as she moved to the head of the
biobed. "Now, ensign, I find that
the best way to massage this particular gel into a person is to first warm it
up by rubbing it in my hands and then to start from the shoulders and work my
way down."
"O-okay." Burns flushed as he realized that Troi had
lowered the biobed, placing his head in direct line with her crotch. As she leaned over to begin the massage, Burns
got a close up view of the Counselor's lightly furred vagina. God!
She's horny! I can see the
moisture on her pussy and smell it, too!
Oh if there really is a God, please, please let this not be a dream!
Burns shivered
at the first touch of Troi hands, and immediately groaned in appreciation. "S-sir, you've got amazing hands. That feels wonderful!"
Troi
chuckled. "Why thank you,
Ensign. You have a pretty amazing body
yourself. Do you work out much?" As she spoke, Troi continued to work the gel
into Burns' back, slowly working her way to his buttocks.
"I-I
use the heavy work-out and the surfing programs on the holodeck to keep in
shape."
Troi
answered with a low and sultry tone that sent electric shocks to his already
hard dick. "Well, let me be the
first to tell you how successful your program has been. You have a gorgeous body. I'm sure you have your share of dates."
Burns
moaned uncontrollably, as the Counselor's hands did a number on his body. As his back and neck relaxed, one part of
his anatomy just got harder.
Troi
paused to add more gel to her hands.
"Now, Ensign. As Doctor
Crusher said, the disorder you contracted is an intestinal one. That means that to treat the disease, we're
going to have to go to the seat of the problem."
"S-sir??"
"I
mean, Ensign, that the next part of the massage involves that very
delectable ass of yours. So just relax
and leave everything up to me, okay?"
"Uh,
o-okay." Burns stammered, his face
flushed as he imagined the Counselor's hands caressing his buttocks and her
greasy fingers sliding in the crack of his ass.
Troi
moved her hands onto Burns' asscheeks.
She slowly caressed each buttock before she slipped one hand between
them. First she slid her hand up and
down the valley of his asscheeks, coating every centimeter of skin. Then, she paused and reached for the bottle
of gel. Spreading his asscheeks with
one hand Troi squirted a generous portion of gel directly onto the tight bud of
his anus. Burns shuddered as the gel
hit its target. The shudders changed to
moans as Troi massaged the gel into his ass, rubbing her fingers directly on
his anus!
"Ensign,
do you trust me?"
"Y-yes,
sir" stammered Burns.
Troi
smiled, her empathic senses confirming not only the handsome ensign's words but
also the extent of his arousal.
"Okay, then just relax."
Troi
squirted some more gel onto to his anus and slowly used the gel to slip first
one, then two, then three fingers into his ass. Burns moaned and whipped his head
about.
"Oh,
god! Oh, god! That feels sooo
good!! Don't stop, please, don't
stop!"
Troi
leaned forward to reassure the young man. "Shush, Ensign. Relax.
I won't stop, I'll keep going."
Burns
shuddered. He'd never experienced such pleasure
before. The Counselor's fingers were
moving in and out of his ass, slowly at first and then picking up speed. He could not believe the pleasure he was
feeling. He groaned as he felt his
orgasm approach.
Troi
suddenly stopped. She sensed just how
close Burns was to an orgasm, and his cumming, at this time, was not part of
the plan!
"Please,
please don't stop. I'm almost there,
please - I'll do whatever you want - but please don't stop." Burns begged, nearly mindless with desire.
Troi
reassured him, "Don't worry, ensign.
You'll be cumming soon. Just
wait."
Keeping
her fingers snuggled deep in the delicious ensign's ass, Troi called for Doctor
Crusher. "Troi to Crusher. The patient is ready. Have you and Nurse Ogawa completed the preparations
at your end?"
"Crusher
here. Yes, we're ready. Computer - intraship transport of Counselor
Troi and Ensign Burns to Holodeck 3.
Medical authorization code - Omega Epsilon Sigma Three Nine."
"Working. Authorization Code omega epsilon sigma three
nine accepted. Intraship transport of
Counselor Troi and Ensign Burns to Holodeck 3 commencing."
A
sparkle of lights momentarily filled the treatment room, when it was
disappeared; both the Counselor and the ‘patient’ were gone.