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Archive name: Trek16.txt
Authors name: Anon
Story Title:  Star Trek TNG: "A Date for Nate"
PART 2 OF 3


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	"Department Head Log, Stardate 13.87.6, Chief Engineer Geordi
LaForge recording. The ship has docked at the planet Ogimmemo in order
to re-supply the colony there. I have given Petty Officer Pisarkiewicz
a 96 hour liberty on the planet, per Counsellor Troi's recommendation."

	Nate exited the shuttlecraft, in his civilian attire. He wore a
long set of white pants with several pockets and blue and orange hi-top
tennis shoes.  His shirt was also white with a small collar. He wore a
thin tie and a black vest, with a long purple cloak and a flat hat
(called a union cap) that was grey. He looked truly odd. Odd enough to
be mistaken for a Time Lord.

	Nate wandered into the main area of town. The people of Ogim-
memo were all over, as it was a market day. The planet itself was in a
summer-type season, and the clothing was light or non- existent. The
people of this planet had never developed a taboo against public nudity
and especially among the younger, the custom was fairly common. Nate
walked right by a very pretty lady, buying a bunch of imported bananas,
nude save for a pair of sandals. Her tan was perfect, and Nate was in
love. Then he remembered the Counsellor's advice, Try to relax. Nate
pressed onward but vowed to see this girl again.

	"Hey you! Come here!" The voice was that of an older gent and
called in Nate's general direction.

	"Who, me?" Nate answered.

	"Yes, you, come here!"

	Nate moved into the alleyway and passed through a swirling
vortex of orange light. He found himself in a bedchamber. He had no
idea what had happened. He looked about a bit.

	The chamber was large, about 30 foot square. By one wall was a
large canopied bed and a man, about his own age, sat on it. The walls
were sparkling white. He and the bed seemed to be the only other things
in the room. He spoke again to Nate. His voice was that of an old man.

	"Greetings, Nathaniel Pisarkiewicz."

	"Good afternoon, um, whoever you are."

	"My name is Ktree. I am happy to see you, my successor."

	"Huh?"

	"300 years ago, I was given the power. Now, I wish to once
again take up mortal existance. You will succeed me."

	"What?"

	"I hereby give you all powers and talents I possess. Good luck
in fighting those who are evil."

	"Wait! I don't understand!"

	Just like that, Nate was back in the alleyway. Two men, with
laser pistols, stood before him.

	"All right now. Hand over your credits!"

	Nate knew the self-defense class was useless, you could not
have defended himself if they had had passion fruits, let alone lasers.
He looked back at them.

	"Listen, guys, I need my credits. Please don't."

	ZAP!

	The pistol burned into Nate's belly. Talk about pain! He
doubled over. The other thief gave him a knee to the face. He flew
back and whacked his head on the wall. He passed out.

	As Nate awoke, he found himself in an area, an area that really
smelled BAD! He could feel squishy things all around him and paper and.
NUTS! I must be in a dumpster, he thought.

	Moving about, Nate got his bearings. The wound on his belly
hurt! It must be infected, he thought more. Damn!

	With some degree of difficulty, Nate got out of the large trash
container and worked his way to the ground. He was naked. Kinky thieves
he thought. It was dark and quite cold out.

	Counsellor Troi looked at the comatose form of Nate. He was in
some kind of mental reverie.

	Nate looked about. He needed first aid, shelter, food and a
whole list of other things soon! He walked along the street and the
two visible moons of the planet helped illuminate his way. He came
upon a house, a house which he remembered a family lived in, a family
with three VERY attractive daughters and one very nice mother.

	But it was of course, late at night, and there no way he could
signal them to let him in. Damn, was he in pain! He sat down by the
door and rested. He needed help and he could not ask people he did not
even know for help...

	The door opened and Nate barely caught himself. Two figures
walked out. He looked up at them through eyes that were not quite
working. He could not really tell anything about them. He felt hands
grabbing onto him and carrying his tired and hurt body up, up some
stairs. He barely heard footfalls, so the two must be barefoot. He
lifted his head to speak.

	"Thanks, thanks for letting me in."

	The figures did not respond. They carried him up to the 2nd
floor and Nate could hear water running, like in a bath. The footfalls
changed, and Nate knew they were on tile. He could also see 2 more
figures here and one was quite tall. His poor vision prevented him
from seeing more but he saw he was being lowered into the tub.

	The water was perfect. Ahhhh... Nate felt hands, soft hands
spreading something on his wounds. The pain began to subside, and his
vision began to clear. What he say was...

	A woman, in what looked to be a brown towel and nothing else
was cleaning his wound. He saw her hands and several rings with gems
adorned them. He looked up and saw it was the mother of the house, her
hair and body quite wet and a little soapy, washing his wound. She was
showing Nate a good deal of cleavage and he could see her exposed bot-
tom as the towel was not terribly wide. He looked to the others in the
room and sure enough, her three lovely daughters, stood there, each one
nude.

	But the strange part were the looks on all their faces. Their
eyes were shut, save for Mom's and their mouths were a little open.
They looked like zombie women and darn sexy ones too!

	The old voice came back to him, about the giving of power.
Power, over these women? It was too good to be true. He, as a test,
mentally ordered the tall daughter, Stephanie, was her name, (how did
he know that?) to kiss Monica, her mother. On the lips.

	And she did. Steph moved to her mom, and her mom turned her
head towards her daughter. The two passionately kissed. Monica returned
to her work while her daughter returned to a standing zombie-like posi-
tion.

	So the impossible was real. His wounds were being taken care of
and three young nude women awaited his orders. This was too good to be
true. Nate's stomach took this opportunity to growl and he thought of
how really hungry he was.

	Terri, the short red-head with the big tits, then turned away
from him. She left the room, walking slowly, hands hanging to her sides
limply. Nate noted how all he had to was to think about eating and
Terri left to take care of it. Kelly, with black hair, was the 4th
woman there. Her bod was nothing to sneeze at either. She was also the
prettiest of the bunch.

	Monica had finished with his wound, now Kelly moved to him,
stepping into the tub in the process. He was thinking in terms of
general erotica as the two remaining daughters helped him to his feet.
As they did this, their mother removed her towel and dropped it to the
floor by the tub. She placed one hand on Nate's back and the other on
his ass and kissed him, passionately. Nate could feel her breasts,
nearly as big as her daughter Terri's, pressing into him. He was in
semi-shock. He still was dumb-founded.
	
	"I don't believe this." Nate commented, semi-audibly through
Monica's kiss.

	"What do you want me to do now?" Monica answered.

	"You can talk?" Monica stopped kissing him.

	"Yes, I can talk. I will do anything you want me to."

	"I am so confused about this." stated Nate, after some con-
sideration over his words.

	"How may I relieve your confusion, Nate?"

	"How did you come to be doing this? This slave thing."

	"I was near the end of taking a shower. I heard something
telling me to get out and get a bath ready. I got out and put the
towel around myself. Then I saw my daughters bring you in. I knew
that your word was law and I had to serve your needs.

	"Well, why are your eyes open and the girls' eyes closed?"

	"They were all napping in their rooms. They are asleep."

	"So I have some sort of mental control on all of you?"

	"Of course."

	"Will any of you remember any of this?"

	"Our minds are yours to mold. We will remember as much or as
little as you command. You can alter our minds by a single command."

	"So you are not embarrassed by doing this."

	"I have no emotions now. All I want to do is hear your commands
so I can obey them."

	"This is impossible! I told your own daughter to kiss you. You
must've felt something."

	"All my normal reactions are meaningless now. Obeying you is my
only reaction."

	"Would you hurt one of them if I said to?"

	"Of course I would."

	Nate was harder than neutronium! This was the greatest situa-
tion a guy could hope. Absolute control over 4 nude beauties! Wow...

	Monica continued to respond to Nate's unspoken requests. Her
hand reached down to his crotch and she gently stroked his cock, for
her hand was being guided by Nate's desires and she could stroke for
his maximum pleasure.

	In just a few moments, Nate feel an orgasm coming. Monica bent
down and took his cock in her mouth just as he came. His ejaculation
was quite powerful and Monica swallowed a great deal of it, as this was
Nate's pleasure. Some of it ran out of her mouth and when she stood
again, it dribbled down her neck a bit.

	"Your power over me can allow me to fulfill even unspoken
desires. We are the ultimate slaves." As she said this, Kelly and
Stephanie licked the come off her face and neck, thoroughly cleaning
their mother.

	For some odd reason, Nate now became very tired. He was in-
stantly supported by the two daughters and helped out of the tub, to
a nearby bedroom. Monica turned down her bed as Nate was placed in it.
She then crawled into bed next to him, laying half-on him, so one big
tit was on his chest. The other two returned to their rooms and went
back to normal sleep. Terri, who was making food for Nate, continued
to cook, nude.

	"Well, what is your report, Doctor?"

	"Captain, he seems to have just had a wet dream."

	"I see, continue to update me if anything else like that hap-
pens, Doctor."

	"Understood, Captain. Crusher out." Hmm, the Captain wants to
know if he has another wet dream, hmm, thought Beverly. Her suspicions
about him were now completely confirmed.

	Nate awoke to a female lying next to him, a large tit providing
a support for his cheek. Monica opened her eyes at once.

	"Good morning, Nate. How may I serve you this morning?" Her
disposition was sunny.

	"Hello, Monica." Nate was still a little confused.

	"Do you like the way my big tit is against you like that?"

	"Uh, yes, it's nice."

	"Would you like your breakfast?"

	"Definitely."

	"Good, Terri is getting up now to obey your order. Your control
over my sleeping daughters is total."

	"They are still asleep?"

	"You only have to will them awake."

	Nate could feel them waking up. Everything about their bodies
could now feel. This included the fact that all three girls had to go
to the head. It took but a thought of permission to get them to the
bathroom.

	"Monica, why are you like this?"

	"Like what, Nate?"

	"If I were not controlling you, how would you really feel about
me and your daughters?"

	"In what way?"

	"Like controlling them."

	"It would irritate me if I found out my daughters were your
hypnotic slaves. I would be furious."

	"So could I make it so you would never know."

	"Of course. My mind is yours to program. I can feel or remember
whatever you desire. It is that way with all of us. Your control over
our minds and bodies is complete."

	Kelly entered her mother's bedroom. Her attire was as absent as
the night before. She had a smile on her face and she sat on the bed,
next to her mother.

	"Hello, Nate."

	"Uh, hi, Kelly."

	Kelly reached over and began to gently stroke her mother's
nether region. Her fingers lightly explored her mom's muff.

	"Thank you, Kelly."

	"No problem, Mom."

	"Uh, am I making you do that?"

	"Your lust is so strong, I cannot help myself."

	"Do you two do this...uh...normally?"

	"No, Nate, all the women of this family are completely hetero-
sexual. But your lust fills all of us and my offspring and I must act
upon it. Kelly is most sexually active of all of us, so she contains
her desires poorly."

	"You are the most active, Kelly?"

	"Oh, yes, Nate. I fuck at least three times a week."

	The extreme casualness of this remark excited Nate.

	Stephanie and Terri arrived at about the same time. Terri set
down the tray over the top of Nate's belly while Steph moved him to a
sitting position.

	The breakfast looked and smelt great! Eggs over-easy, bacon,
sausage, hash browns, toast, fresh fruit, it was all good and in mass
quantities. Nate could see no beverage though. He looked up at Terri,
who was standing next to him, Steph being to her left.

	"Here is a drink." Terri said as she leaned forward and put one
of her tits in Nate's mouth.

	The milk was warm and sugary. It tasted pretty good. Nate was
beginning to develop a second skin about things, less and less was
bothering him.

	He ate the great breakfast and drank from Terri's tits, as the
morning rolled on.

	"There is no other way, I must go in."

	"Deanna, do you understand the risks? With the strange energies
now coursing his mind, it could trap you too, just as he is trapped."

	"I've got to do this, Will. I should have seen the signs
sooner. I don't know why I didn't. I cannot turn my back on someone
who needs my help."

Continued in part 3...

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