Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter:4
Whose baby is it?
Janeway shifted in her seat, trying to hide the accelerated bump showing now under her uniform. She knew the rumours circulating around the crew as to whose baby it was, most were guessing the baby was Chakotay's, the ships first officer. No one knew, yet, that it was either 7's or Kim's. Still, this was probably going to be the hardest moment of her life.
"Chakotay, you have the bridge. I'll be in sickbay" Janeway said standing, walking past Kim's post, trying to block out the images of his body pinning her down, his tanned cock violently penetrating her cunt until he had ejaculated into her. Janeway could still feel Kim's hands pinching her nipples, twisting them in his fingers.
As the turbo-lift moved down the shaft, Janeway felt herself shifting in her uniform, the feeling of a shit rubbing against her cheeks. She wished she had gone this morning instead of waiting until she went off shift. Before 7, she had been the model Starfleet captain, now she was a lesbian fucker, screwing not only 7 but Kim as well, and secretly enjoying the feeling of shitting herself, the total loss of control.
Janeway walked down the corridor, finding herself staring at a female Lieutenant walking past her. She was red headed, slightly younger than Janeway herself, but still mature. Had a nice body, and a fine set of tits, not to dissimilar to 7's body. As Janeway passed, she was certain she could feel the Lieutenant's eyes checking her ass out. Janeway deliberately shifted her ass cheeks in her uniform, before turning and walking into sickbay.
"Captain, I have the DNA scan result. I, think, you should take a seat" The doctor said walking out of his office.
Janeway nodded and sat on the bio-bed, rubbing her bump, wondering whose child she was carrying, and which would be better. She could mother 7's baby,7 wouldn't complain if no one knew it was their child. But could she father Kim's baby, forced to reveal to the entire crew that he had fucked her up?
The doctor swung a monitor around to show the captain.
"The baby you are carrying has half of your DNA sequences. And half of 7 of 9's DNA sequences. It appears that the modifications I made to 7's injectors to implant human sperm, instead of Borg nano-probes worked. Congratulations, would you like to know the sex of the baby?" the doctor revealed, trying to suppress a grin as he thought about the two women he had most admired having lesbian sex. Part of his sexuality and human mating sub-routines had meant the thought of human reproduction had excited more than it should.
"What's the sex of the baby?" Janeway asked, realising her open uniform jacket had exposed her bump under her grey work shirt.
"It's a girl" the doctor said smiling. Janeway looked over the shoulder, surprised to see 7 standing in the doorway to the doctor's office, a large smile on her face. Janeway remembered the look of horror on 7's face when she saw Kim ejaculate in Janeway's cunt. Clearly 7 wanted to have a child with the captain, and now Janeway was carrying 7's little girl. They would be great mothers.
7 walked over smiling, taking hold of Janeway's head and planting small kisses onto Janeway's waiting lips. The doctor stepped back discretely, smiling to himself as he just won 10 days on the holo-deck, thanks to a long shot bet that Janeway was a lesbian carrying a child from a crew members donated semen.
7's kisses grew more passionate, until she released Janeway's head, giving Janeway two more light kisses on the lips. 7 crouched, and rolled the captain's grey shirt up, holding Janeway's belly, kissing the centre of the captain's stomach where her child was now growing. Her hands found the waistband of Janeway's uniform trousers, her fingers moving inside, holding Janeway's ass cheeks as she continued to kiss the captain's belly.
Janeway felt relaxed for the first time in days, resigned to the fact that she was carrying her lover's child in her womb, and that this most destructive secret was coming out. More so when Chakotay felt that moment was right to enter sickbay, stunned at the sight before him.
Janeway, his commanding officer and very close friend sat on the bio-bed, 7's hands gripping the captain's tense butt cheeks, her mouth kissing Janeway's naked belly. Janeway sat open mouthed, unable to offer any explanation for this position that he might accept. Borg, kissing, relaxation techniques perhaps?, no, Chakotay wouldn't buy such a thing.
Chakotay smiled, walking forward extending his hand.
"Congratulations. I was wondering myself who had got you pregnant, and at such a developed rate. I had my suspicions it might be you 7" Chakotay said, patting her captain on the back, noticing from the corner of his eye 7's hand pulling Janeway's underclothes forward, Janeway's ass crack exposed to the air. Many times when the captain had walked away he had fantasised about fucking her up her tight ass, hearing her squeal under his powerful cock.
"Eh, captain. I need to go see Lieutenant Torres for a while, excuse me" 7 said pulling her hands free, planting one final kiss upon Janeway's red lips, and left sickbay, leaving the captain feeling slightly awkward, and two of her close friends slightly horny, both hiding the tell tales signs of erections.
7 walked into main engineering, grateful that she was going to be a mother to a child. She saw Torres alone on the top level running a core diagnostic, and walked onto the lift cart, rising to the top, and disabling the lift controls. No one was going to interrupt them if she had her way.
Torres turned when she saw 7 coming, smiled, but was unprepared when 7 gripped the engineer's arms and pinned her against the diagnostic console, staring viciously at the half-klingon / half-human engineer. Torres looked for a way out of this bind, stopping for a second seeing something in 7's eyes she had only seen once before, lying naked on the observation room table after she had been fucked by Janeway. Lust, pure lust and sexual delight, in the former drone's eyes.
"Harry told me what the captain did for him, pretending to be his mother. And how sad you were after" Torres stirred, noticing that lust turning into anger.
"Janeway's going to be a good mother to his baby" Torres continued, knowing 7 could probably kill her, but grateful for this opportunity to insult 7 who had proved to be such an annoyance when she had first come aboard. 7 smiled, an action that alarmed Torres more than she liked to admit.
"It's not Kim's baby, it's mine. We're going to be fine mothers to our little daughter. Kim's tiny contribution did nothing but moisten her pussy for my fist" 7 said roughly, leaning close to Torres face.
"I'm going to tell everyone, she'll be ruined" Torres spat back, wishing 7's palms were not pressing against her breasts. While Janeway herself in that used position had not really turned her on, 7's naked body on heat lying on the table had moistened her pussy so much. She hated 7 holding her like this, but wanted her more than ever.
"Fine, tell them. We're going public anyway, everyone will know what a jealous woman you are" 7 said threateningly, turning and walking towards the lift. Torres laughed, provoking 7 to turn, walk back and punch Torres to the deck, the Klingon reverting to her heritage, her muscular vagina tensing at this provocative move from the former Borg Drone. 7, noticing heat intensity around Torres crotch stopped, realising that one punch had turned this woman on more than Paris ever had.
Torres, noticing the hesitation, jumped up and pinned 7 against the bulk head, her Klingon strength fingers digging into 7's grey jumpsuit, tearing it apart, material ripping around her breasts, dropping out. Torres took one and bit done on 7's nipple, feeling the brown flesh between her sharp teeth, twisting the soft flesh around them until she felt 7's body sliding down the bulk head onto the deck.
