Amaree was feeling rather testy. T'andra had lost her "food" and Amaree was hungry for power. She knew that there was someone on board with sexual energy to feed off of. She just had to get by their upbringing. Amaree thought about it for a moment then smirked. She had the perfect idea. Reaching out for her powers she pulled them to her and then with a happy grin spread the power to the ship and into people's dreams. Everyone would have some nice sexual dreams but it was the sexual dreams of only one that really mattered to Amaree. ~come play~ she crooned as she reached into the mind of her ACMO.
Dr. Trianna Veritas stirred in her sleep. Her Amazonian body stretched in unconscious desire before the dream even began. She was a virgin in body, but her mind held the memories of the lovers that her original had enjoyed before she herself was created.
Amaree was fairly purring in anticipation as she slipped into Trianna's mind and began weaving her power into a dream that even Trianna wouldn't be able to resist.
The dreamscape changed to that of a lush forest, full of life and bright colors. The birds were singing joyfully and in the distance the gurgling of a creek could be heard.
Trianna wandered down the forest path, a narrow path made by the feet of deer who passed this way. She noted the drops of dew on the leaves, like tears on a cheek. She touched one leaf and its sparkling tear ran into her hand. Why it touched her so, she didn't know. Her ears picked up the gentle sound of water trickling over rocks. She followed the path to the bank of the creek.
Amaree sat on the rock, clad in a flowing gown of white. Her long thick brown hair lay in waves down her back and she was singing softly as a deer lay at her feet and fish leaped out of the water in front of her.
Trianna gazed at the Fairean. The large butterfly wings waved idly, as the young woman trailed her fingers in the water to tickle a fish. She peered over her shoulder right at Trianna, her eyes filled with mischief.
Trianna gasped and asked, "Amaree?"
"Hello Trianna. You really do know how to paint a beautiful landscape," Amaree said with a childish giggle. "How do you like me now?" she asked and fanned the air with her wings, her eyes glowing as well.
"This is what you really look like?" Trianna asked in wonder.
"Yes. I didn't realize my father's treachery had started when I was a child. He encountered some Faerians and the tinkering began then. They continued it well into young adulthood. But they made sure everything would lie dormant until he gave the word. When he last kidnapped me, he activated the trigger. Then he became a god, the sick bastard, but by that time, the Faerians had taught me how to hide this form. It was one of the side abilities that came with my "tinkering." No one who I call friend has seen this form," she admitted as she turned and fully looked at Trianna. "Then I got turned into a goddess and well, here I am."
"If you are truly a goddess, why are you aboard the Cook? Is it not a waste of your abilities?" Trianna asked.
"I go where I will. And Starfleet is all I know," Amaree admitted and then she stretched slowly, the dress clingy to her curves and accentuating her lithe body.
A slight breeze wafted from behind Amaree and enveloped Trianna in a honeysuckle scent. Unexpectedly, she felt a shiver of desire! What kind of person WAS this? She searched her memories to find the Faerians in her original's experience. Were they all so .... sexual?
"Yes, we are. Sexual energy is a nice universal constant as is greed, power and lust. They all feed into the other and they are DESIRES. And desires I know best," Amaree purred as the honeysuckle scent grew slightly stronger.
Amaree gracefully slid down from the rock and glided toward Trianna. "I wonder what it's like to have someone else's memories of sex but none of your own? Does it feel strange?" Amaree asked curiously.
