TNG - Beverly's Role-Play Therapy (short story)

Crusher’s Role-Play Therapy

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“Computer,” said Counsellor Troi, “Seal holodeck 3 for a confidential counselling session.”

The computer beeped.

“Are you sure that you want to do this?” Dr Crusher asked.

“I assure you that this is the best way for me to help you get to the root of these . . . dreams . . . that you find so disturbing.”

“I don’t know,” said Beverly as she slowly disrobed. “It seems a little, um, excessive?”

“Roleplay is a valuable therapeutic tool,” Troi had already stripped down to her regulation grey undergarments, “And these dreams obviously reveal a new facet of your identity that we need to explore.” 

“Well, I wouldn’t be setting a very good example as a doctor if I ignored the expert.” Beverly said as she pulled her vest over her head.

She was having second thoughts. Everything about this seemed like a really bad idea but she wanted it so much. She had never had any doubts about her sexuality or gender identity, so the dreams that had plagued her nights were new to her. They were getting worse, and more insistent, to the point that she was left sleepless and horny to a degree that she had not felt since her teenaged years.

Counsellor Troi grinned as the sexy doctor slipped her panties down her thighs. Beverly blushed, realising that Deanna had spotted that she had made special preparations. The two women regularly did workouts together, so of course the smaller woman would notice that Beverly had trimmed her luxurious ginger bush into a neat delta that left her pussylips and hooded clit exposed. Deanna’s own bush was as thick and wildly luxurious as usual.

“Now, why don’t we slip into something more comfortable.” 

Deanna tapped her PADD and the almost featureless room turned into an almost fully occupied Ten-Forward. Beverly instinctively moved to cover her modesty from the illusory crowd even as she was suddenly dressed in a holographic and pornographic version of her Starfleet uniform. Forcefields raised her up onto high-heels, but the black thigh-high boots, the blue-and-black cupless corset, and the black choker with her three gold commander rank pips were entirely optical, with no physical presence of any kind. Not that she would have felt any less naked if the clothing had been real, since it left her pussy and tits were completely exposed.

“How do I look?” Deanna asked, sexily dressed in the same uniform aside from her Lt. Cmdr. pips. 

“You look . . . beautiful.” 

The powerful pulse of raw sexual desire confused Beverly. She had always recognised Deanna’s attractiveness, but the heterosexual woman had never *felt* it until the dreams began. Worse though was the impulse, the need, that she was simply incapable of fulfilling. Until now, and the prospect of living out her fantasy was a shiver like cold lightning down her spine.

Counsellor Troi held up a small white triangle. 

“Are you ready.”

An embarrassing wetness trickled down the redhead’s thighs as she nodded eagerly.

The thing Deanna held was a Dovetail, a triangular patch that was used to apply an interfacing nanomembrane for certain VR and Holosuite scenarios. There was only so much of any experience that a Holodeck could simulate, and the Dovetail made the impossible possible. 

Deanna knelt down and pressed the patch against Beverly’s pussy. The doctor gasped with pleasure at the feeling of another woman’s fingers pushing between her moist lips. Deanna pressed firmly to ensure that the nanomembrane made a good contact. The redhead’s smooth pussylips tingled everywhere the membrane touched, and for a moment she wasn’t sure if that was because of the Dovetail or because of Deanna, but then the tingling slid inside her vagina as Deanna’s fingers pulled back, peeling away the white applicator to leave the glittery membrane in place. 

Beverly felt a little sparkling thrill as the Dovetail expanded into her, coating her vaginal walls and synchronising with her nerve endings. The sensation was slightly arousing and mildly disturbing, but the numbness that followed was worse. And then the tingling tide pushed up her urethra. Beverly gasped at the unfamiliar but oddly erotic sensation, until it too faded into desensitised nothingness.

Deanna picked up her PADD and tapped a key. As if she herself was not standing half-naked in a holodeck pleasure program.

“Oh my god!” Beverly cried.

Impossible sensations ran through the mature beauty’s sex as the Dovetail ran through its diagnostic routine to confirm it was interfacing and overriding the signals from the connected nerves in her sex. Beverly’s vulva, vagina, and urethra felt waves of textures and temperatures; feathers, ice, polished wood, rough leather, oiled rubber, calloused fingertips, hot flesh, cool metal, splashing water, oozing slime, and a dozen more that came and went too fast to identify. 

“Oh! Oh! OH!” The redheaded doctor half collapsed onto one of Ten-Forward’s illuminated tables as her pussy was exquisitely over-stimulated. 

“Everything seems optimal.” Counsellor Troi said dispassionately, as though she could not see her friend pointlessly pawing at her pussy. The Dovetail had complete control of Beverly’s sex, and no matter how much she groped at it she could feel nothing but what the membrane dictated. “Now let’s see if it works, shall we.”

“W-aaAAAOOOOOOHHHHH!!!”

Beverly’s protest was lost as she suddenly felt her clitoris expanding. She managed to push herself back up onto her high-heels but by the time she looked down the transformation was complete. In the blink of an eye Dr. Crusher’s pussy had morphed into a large cock and balls!

The sexy redhead stared down between her breasts at the nine-inch penis that now sprouted from her crotch. It wasn’t real, she knew, a hologram made tangible by the forcefield projectors of the Holodeck. Normally it would be little more than a highly realistic strap-on dildo, but the Dovetail membrane was tricking her body into feeling it as if it was a real cock. Her cock. 

Beverly had a cock, and it felt fantastic! Every bit as good as in her dreams! She could feel it pulse and throb, the blood of her arousal surging through it to stiffen it to full erection! The big hairless balls were hot against her thighs, and the way she could feel them when they moved, rolling across her skin and bouncing off each other was astonishingly erotic. 

She grasped it in her hand and gasped. Beverly had held cocks in her hand before, but she had never had a cock to be held. The familiar and the unfamiliar at the same time. It felt so real, the cock in her hand and the hand on her cock. The interface between the real and the holographic was seamless. 

Beverly’s fingers were not quite long enough to encircle its meaty girth as she started stroking the cock, her cock, sliding her hand up and down the thick hairless shaft. Masturbating. 

“How does it feel?” asked Deanna.

“It feels great!” Beverly answered, feeling her blush heat up as her friend watched her jerking her holocock.

“That’s good,” Deanna nodded as she tapped the PADD, “but I just need to make a few corrections before we proceed to phase two of the treatment.”

“Wha–” Beverly exclaimed as her cock suddenly surged, growing longer and thicker, until its tip extended fourteen inches in front of her!

“You have your fantasies, Beverly,” Deanna winked. “And I have mine.”

* * *

Dr. Crusher looked down with wide eyes as Counsellor Troi’s mouth approached the holographic cock. Her thighs tensed and her buttocks tightened at the sensation of Deanna’s exhalation, a warm breeze across the slick wet head of her penis. She had a cock. A fake one, that could only exist inside the holodeck, but the Dovetail made it feel completely real. 

Beverly tried to brace herself, but nothing could prepare her for the moment Deanna’s tongue licked the tip. She had expected it to feel like her clit being licked, but it was so much more intense. Her knees buckled as the Betazoid’s lips wrapped around the giant purple plum. 

“Oh! OH!!”

Beverly looked up at the patrons in Ten-Forward, who started to pay attention to the impromptu floor show. An anonymized crowd, lacking any familiar faces, but the theatrical performer in Beverly loved to have an audience. 

Deanna’s hands started stroking up and down the redhead’s ludicrously large cock while her tongue lashed the head of the holopenis, sending jolts of pleasure through the sexy milf’s body so strong that they almost hurt. Once the head was nice and wet from her tongue, Deanna licked her way up and down the entire length of Beverly’s shaft, over and over again until every inch of it was dripping with her saliva. 

“I am sensing that you like me sucking your cock.” Troi smiled up at the doctor.

“Oh my god!” Beverly panted, “It feels amazing!”

“Then perhaps we should try some therapeutic deep throat?”

Deanna’s pillowy lips locked back onto Beverly’s giant she-cock, and then she began to push her head forward. Dr. Crusher gaped in amazement as the counsellor’s soft lips stretched thinner and thinner as they stretched around a cockhead that was bigger than her fist! The dark-haired beauty pumped and fluffed the redhead’s manufactured maleness with both hands as she moved her head down to engulf the entirety of the glistening glans. 

The sensations from her new cock were mind-blowing. Deanna’s tongue was swirling around the shaft as she slammed her throat against the big blunt instrument, forcing her gullet to stretch to accommodate the absurdly excessive penis. Her neck bulged obscenely as she crammed it down her throat.

Deanna managed to swallow about nine-inches of she-cock before she had to pull back for a quick and ragged gasp of air, but then she lunged back onto Beverly’s cock with the devouring zeal of a starving woman. Deanna gagged and choked as she face-fucked herself further onto the 16-inch monster-cock, managing almost a foot of it before being forced up for air once more. 

Again and again, Deanna lunged and gulped down more meat, inching along the girthy fuckstick until her lips kissed the base! He nose was buried in Beverly’s ginger pubes, the entire length of her oesophagus stretched out from her mouth to her stomach!  

Beverly reached out to grab the tables on either side of her, holding herself upright with trembling arms as she fought to suppress her rising orgasm. She did not want the pleasure to end so soon! Deanna gagged and choked as she slid her face, throat, and torso along the redhead’s huge she-cock, slurping on it with noisy gusto, making a performance of it for the benefit of a holographic audience that wasn’t real. But Beverly appreciated it, both the performance and the crowd, even if with only a fraction of the attention that she was dedicating to the ecstatic bliss of having her cock deep-throated by a beautiful Betazoid.

“Hruk! Gluck! Hhhhhrruuuggllleelluuuurrrrgggggllllleeeee!” Deanna moaned and gurgled on Beverly’s huge cock.

“Oh! MY GGGHHHAAAAAUUUUDDD!!!”

The redheaded milf threw her head back, crying out as the pleasure became too great to bear. Sperm blasted up out of her balls – the Dovetail giving her the full sensation of ejaculating a massive cumload through her huge cock – and shot straight into Deanna’s gagging throat. 

The sperm was real. Just like anything else that might be eaten or drunk on the Holodeck, it was created by the ship’s replicators. Beverly’s cock was an illusion created by holograms, forcefields, and hijacking her nervous system, but the replicated sperm was transported into her holographic testicles, where a contracting forcefield would squirt the very real semen out through her fake cock and into Deanna’s throat!

Unfortunately the settings had been slightly misaligned. Human males are not multi-orgasmic, but human females are and the holodeck kept replicating sperm throughout Beverly’s multiple orgasms! Torrents of sperm pumped into Deanna’s throat, and when she was forced to pull back it splattered against her face and breasts until the counsellor was drenched in several pints of creamy cum! 

Deanna did not seem to mind, as she jerked her hands up and down Beverly’s thick shaft, diving between the pulsing jets to lap at the tip with her tongue, milking the mighty maleness for every drop of the delicious sperm. 

The holographic patrons of Ten Forward applauded and cheered the obscene spectacle, and helped to prolong Beverly’s orgasms. 

When it was over, Dr. Crusher staggered back to sit on the edge of a table, her big cock swinging limply between her legs as she panted for breath. 

Deanna made a show of licking her lips and scooping up the thick layer of sperm on her face so that she could lick it from her fingers. Then she grabbed her c-cup breasts and pulled them up so that she could lick at least some of the spunk off them as well, before sucking her nipples into her mouth and pulling them up as far as she could until they popped free with a wet ‘shlup!’. Another performance, but this time aimed at an audience of one.

By the time that Deanna rose to her feet, moving carefully to avoid slipping in the large pool of sperm beneath her, Beverly’s cock was fully erect once more. The holographic phallus responded to the sexy redhead’s arousal, without the need for the refractory period that a real cock would have required, but it was still painfully sensitive when the dark-haired counsellor cradled the tip in her fingers.

“Hmmm,” Troi moaned softly, “If only all of my therapy sessions tasted so good.”

Beverly instinctively flinched back as Deanna leaned in for a kiss, but the Troi’s free hand caught the back of her head and pulled her in. Crusher’s cock pulsed powerfully as their lips touched, and then her mouth was filled with the taste of the sperm she had ejaculated all over her friend. 

It had been her orgasm, but it wasn’t her sperm. She had chosen it for her simulation because it was the highest rated for both texture and flavour, and only afterwards had she realised that it was Ferengi sperm. The big-eared aliens might be physically unattractive to most other species, but she had to agree that their sperm was delicious.

Troi kissed Crusher with sloppy passion, invading the redhead’s mouth with her vigorous tongue, and when she finally broke off she pulled Beverly’s head down into the sticky cleavage of her cum-caked tits. The doctor licked and sucked on the counsellor’s wonderful breasts, lapping up every drop of the replicated sperm that Deanna had missed.

“Oh yes, I can sense that you like that!” Deanna joked as she tightened her grip on Beverly’s bucking cock. 

The beautiful Betazoid lead Beverly by her cock, dragging her over to Ten-Forward’s bar. The holographic patrons moved out of the way, clearing a space for Beverly to hop up onto the illuminated counter. The doctor laid back on the glowing surface, her absurdly large 14-inch cock rising up like a pink-tipped rocket.

“Are, are you sure you want to do this?” Beverly asked her friend. “It looks far too big!”

“Maybe to you, but it looks just right to me!” Deanna replied as she clambered up onto the bar. 

The dark-haired counsellor straddled the sexy milf, but when she raised herself up the tip of Beverly’s cock bounced against her firm belly far above her black thatch of pubic hair, too high for her to mount the marvellous maleness. Deanna would have to bend the shaft almost double in order to get it in her slit, so she shifted position to get her heels under her, no longer kneeling but instead squatting over Dr Crusher’s recumbent body.

“Are you ready, doctor?” Deanna asked.

“Yes counsellor!” Beverly replied.

Troi raised herself up and guided Crusher’s cock to her hairy pussy, which was already dripping wet with her lubricating juices. She needed every drop of it as she lowered herself down onto Beverly’s gigantic penis. Beverly gasped with unimaginable pleasure as she felt her friend’s pussy struggle to engulf her huge cockhead, the pussylips stretching obscenely to swallow the holographic monstrosity!

“OOOooooooOOOOOAAaaaaaaAAAHHHHH!!!”

Deanna moaned with delight as her pussylips conquered the crest of Beverly’s glans and snapped back against her shaft. The counsellor reached down to take Beverly’s hands, intertwining their fingers and holding tight for balance as she forced herself down further!

Beverly loved the sensations that the Dovetail was transmitting to her nerves from the holographic phallus. It really felt like Deanna’s pussy was swallowing her cock! 

Although Deanna’s cunt was sopping wet with lubrication, she was still having difficulty getting any more of the Beverly’s cock inside her. About eight-and-a-half inches, and her vagina clamped down like a vice! The dark-haired woman used Beverly’s arms to help brace herself as she slowly started raising and lowering her body, rocking her hips back and forth to stretch and relax her muscles, loosening her tight fuckhole to take even more of Beverly’s giant cock.

The gorgeous counsellor dropped another inch, and then another. Ten inches inside her. It felt exquisite to Beverly, who could feel her balls throbbing with urgency. The redhead flexed her buttocks with an eager desire to feel more of her cock inside the Betazoid’s hot cunt. She tightened her grip on Deanna’s hands, and then pulled as she thrust her hips up.

“OOOOHHHH YYYEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssss!!!”

Deanna arched her back and cried out as an extra three inches of cock suddenly powered into her.

To Beverly the sensations were indescribable. It was better than she had ever thought or hoped it could be. Troi’s tight pussy was gripping and squeezing her holocock like a hot velvet vice, making her balls throb with the need to fill Deanna with her seed. Not that it was actually hers, but the thought of ejaculating replicated Ferengi sperm into her friend’s clutching cunt was equally arousing in its own perverted way. 

Troi didn’t move for a few moments, holding her position almost fully impaled on the 14-inch phallus. She was biting her lip as though she was trying to get accustomed to the extraordinary penetration so deep inside her. Perspiration dripping from her brow as her vaginal muscles relaxed. She rotated her hips and let her weight bear down on the giant fake cock, working in the last fractions of an inch until her pussylips kissed Beverly’s crotch.  

“You’re a horny little bitch, aren’t you?” Beverly taunted Deanna. “You want this even more than I do, don’t you?”

“Oh, oh yes! Yes! Fuck me! Please, fuck me Beverly! Fuck me like the slut I am!” 

Beverly began thrusting, humping her hips to make Deanna bounce up her shaft and then slide back down just through her body’s weight. Troi gasped and moaned for a few minutes as she finished adjusting to the oversized cock and then she began doing squat thrusts of her own. 

“Fuck me harder! Deeper! Pound my pussy! It feels so good! Fuck me! I love your big cock! Oh yes! Deeper! Harder! OoooOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!” Deanna chanted the obscenities to nobody in particular, like she was lost in a dazed fog of pleasure.

“Are you a horny little bitch in heat?” Beverly asked.

“Oh yes! I am a bitch! I am a horny bitch in heat!” Deanna screamed with her eyes closed. “I am your bitch! Fuck me!”

Troi increased her tempo, raising herself nine-inches up Beverly’s monster-cock before slamming herself all the way down, rocking her hips forward-and-back or side-to-side as she did so to maximise the stimulation her talented fuckhole provoked in the inexperienced she-male. Deanna licked her lips wetly and gazed down upon Beverly with lust-filled eyes. Her breasts bounced wildly, throwing off little droplets of sweat-mingled cum that landed on the doctor’s breasts and face. Deanna’s overstretched pussy gripped the redhead’s shaft tightly and squeezed it unmercifully, bending and twisting it as she gyrated. 

Dr Crusher gasped in ecstatic agony as the counsellor undulated seductively on her oversized holo-cock. 

Beverly felt totally liberated in a way that she had never felt before. Fucking her friend with a giant she-cock in front of a crowd of onlookers in Ten-Forward, living out the fantasies that she had suppressed until she had been unable to ignore them any longer, was a revelatory experience. She felt freed of all pretence and inhibitions. This was who she was and what she wanted, without the limitations imposed upon her by her the Federation’s oddly prudish culture, by her rank and responsibility, or by her own self-image. 

Her sexuality and identity could be whatever she wanted it to be. She did not have to be restrained by any label. She did not have to be restrained by her anatomy. She was who she wanted to be, doing what she wanted to do. Publicly fucking her cock into Deanna Troi in Ten-Forward. 

The sounds of their coupling filled the holodeck, amplified to be heard over the crowd. An erotic ambience to feed Dr Crusher’s pornographic fantasy. Deanna’s moans and Beverly’s groans, the slapping of cunt on cock and the squelching slurps of their juices as the dark-haired size queen bounced up and down on the redhead’s monster-cock. The heady aroma of pussy and sperm and sex-sweats filled the room. 

“I’m cumming!” Crusher cried out. “I’m cumMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGG!!!

“Give it to me! Fill me with your seed!” Deanna whipped back her sperm-matted hair as she screamed, still jerking up and down on Beverly’s massive she-cock. “Fuck mmMMEEEEEEAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGHHHHHHH!!!” 

Powerful jets of sperm blasted through Beverly’s holographic cock, pulsing from her spasming balls to explode into Deanna’s stretched out fuckhole. More and more cum pumped into the counsellor’s cunt as Beverly screamed her way through an intense multiple orgasm. 

With each climax more sperm was transported into her testicles so that she could pump it out through her throbbing cock. The sensation of her ejaculations fuelled more orgasms in Beverly, prompting more sperm to be replicated. It was a feedback loop, one that lead to more and more sperm being blasted into Deanna’s pussy, which could not possibly contain it all! The sheer volume of cum inflated Deanna’s belly until she looked six months pregnant! Filled to capacity, Beverly’s cum forced its way back down the counsellor’s cock-stuffed cunt to squirt out over the doctor’s crotch and balls. 

As this was happening, Deanna was thrashing in paroxysms of pleasure, her pussy undulating and squeezing onto Beverly’s cock so sexily that it furthered her seemingly endless orgasms, the erotic ecstasy reverberating within her, growing in intensity, carrying her to orgasmic heights that she had never dared imagine.

Dr Beverly Crusher lay spasming on the bar in Ten-Forward helplessly cumming into Counsellor Deanna Troi over and over again, ejaculating impossibly for a full five minutes!

* * *

Beverly’s orgasm had only ended when she started to pass out from the pleasure, and she lay groaning on the counter, basking in the applause of the holographic crowd. Deanna Troi slowly pulled herself off Beverly’s cock with a wet ‘pop’ and a splurge of sperm from her gaping pussy.

“I only wish all my counselling sessions were this interesting!” Said Troi breathlessly, as she collapsed onto the glowing, sperm-splattered bar.

“I must say that I agree with the counsellor.” Counsellor Troi stepped forward out of the crowd, her long teal dress flowing sexily around her shapely legs. “That was indeed a very interesting session!”

“Deanna!”

The naked doctor jumped off the glowing counter, then promptly sat on one of the barstools as she desperately and ineffectively tried to cover her colossal cock with one raised leg and both hands. 

“What are you doing here?!”

“The computer notified me when someone tried to use my authority to seal a holodeck therapy session. I would ask what you are doing, but, well,” Deanna waved a hand towards her cum-covered doppelganger. “That seems quite self-evident.” 

“I, I’m so sorry,” Beverly stammered, “I never should have–”

“Please, Beverly, there is no need to apologise. I have seen far worse. At least she actually looks like me. Usually my avatars are rather more . . .” Deanna held out both hands in front of her chest, as though she were trying to carry two basketballs. “But I can tell that this bothers you more than you would like, so I am going to recommend a course of real therapy to help you deal with your . . . inhibitions.” 

“I am already treating the doctor, Counsellor.” Said the Deanna hologram as she ran her fingers through her thick bush of sperm-matted pubic hair.

“And I can see that you have been doing an excellent job Counsellor, but it never hurts to get a second opinion.” 

Beverly stared open-mouthed as Counsellor Troi slipped her teal gown off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, revealing that she was completely naked underneath. Beverly’s slimy she-cock sprang out of her repressing hands to rise up, rampantly erect.

“Computer,” said Deanna, “Seal holodeck 3 for a confidential counselling session.”

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THE END