Ship's Counselor Deanna Troi opened her eyes and looked around, trying to get her bearings. She was in a grass field, but couldn't remember how she got there. The last thing she remembered was being aboard the Enterprise, but what happened? There was an accident. Yes. It was starting to come back to her. They were attacked by Ferengi. The Captain ordered everyone to abandon ship. She managed to find an escape pod before the ship exploded, but where was she now? And where was the crew? Were they all dead?
She tapped her communicator.
"This is Counselor Troi, is anybody out there?" she said out loud, but there was no response. Frustrated, she propped herself on an elbow and then rose to her feet.
"Don't move," a voice from behind said. Deanna froze, not recognizing the voice, but she could hear the hum of a phaser and knew she could die at any moment. "Turn around."
Deanna slowly turned around. She was standing face to face with a creature who was exceptionally hideous. His humongous ears, beady eyes, jagged teeth, all the characteristics of a Ferengi.
"Who are you? And why did you attack our ship?" Deanna asked.
"I am Daemon Ragar, and the answer to your second question should be obvious. I ordered the attack on the Enterprise for you, human," he said, snarling.
"Me? Why me?"
"Because you will fetch a great profit when I sell you as a sex slave, of course," Ragar said, barely able to hide his excitement.
"You must be joking."
"A Ferengi never jokes about profit," he snapped back at her. "But first, I must sample the goods."
Deanna was afraid of this. Ferengi liked sex as much as they liked money, and they'd always had an attraction to humans. Especially ones with large breasts, and hers were legendary.
"Take off your uniform," he said, raising his phaser.
"Never," she said.
"No matter," he said and touched a button on his phaser. Then he pointed it at her and fired!
Deanna gasped, thinking this was the end, but the blast hit her square in the chest and vaporized her uniform leaving her completely naked. Her large breasts bounced free for a moment until she was able to safely cover her nipples with her hands.
"What? How?" she asked.
"New technology. This setting leaves organic material intact," he said, eyeing her curvy body.
"I still won't submit to you. You'll have to kill me!"
"Ah, but we have another setting. Similar to stun. You will be awake, but there will be nothing you can do about it!"
"No," she said. "You can't, you monster!"
"I can and I will," and he adjusted the dial and pointed the phaser at her again.
"Counselor Troi?" a voice boomed from the sky.
"What is that?" the Ferengi yelped, crouching in fear at the sudden interruption.
"This is Counselor Troi," she replied, rolling her eyes.
