“Are you people crazy!”<br/><br/>While not leaving her lips those were the first few words to come to mind after the security officer was apathetically deposited into the medical facility by the very beautiful but “surely” dangerous Borg. She wasn’t certain what had taken her aback more, the fact that a creature considered to be a mortal enemy was now a fellow crew member, or the clear outline of that massive cock she “hid” under her skintight uniform; each bulge and bump easily visible as it pressed tightly against the strained grey fabric. After meeting the likes of Seven-of-Nine Blacklake believed she’d seen it all, or at least until entering the medical bay. Nothing could have prepared the young ensign’s fragile state for the rattling it’d receive upon stepping into that room of slender curves and soft flesh, her sight immediately flooded with images of bare crew members sporting immense cocks.<br/><br/>Reduced to gaping in shock, first to grab her attention was the gorgeous and well built medical staff, their sculpted bodies almost overshadowed by the colossal muscle slowly stirring between their powerfully built thighs. The ensign had heard of the side-effects of the anomaly but this was the first time she’d seen the results underneath the uniforms, the hint of milk trickling over their oversized and perfectly shaped breasts simply adding to the bizarre situation. Gulping, Zara slunk shyly over to a nearby medical bed, hefting herself up into a seated position as she awaited her check up. With her ankles crossed and thighs tightly pressed together, the ensign gradually allowed her gaze to wander over the rest, her fingers drumming the tops of her legs nervously as she did so. In the end, she couldn’t even remember what brought her to the medical bay.<br/><br/>The only likeminded individual she could see was Hitomi, the rush of blood to her cheeks almost outdoing the amount now pumping into her fattening cock, causing the erect member to throb wantonly. Zara couldn’t even begin to fathom where that petite frame found the energy to lift the heavy organ. She was certainly smaller than the rest which inhabited the room, her cute features a stark contrast to the built forms of the medical staff or the sexy curves of the Romulan, Betazoid and Naja. Out of the latter three however the Naja stood out the most, a lack of any cock giving Zara an excuse to sigh in relief but an extra pair of bits and tits replacing that sigh with a lump-in-the-throat. With a much more modest pair (both of them) than the rest of the crew the Naja seemed to make up for it by taking on the appearance of an orgies dream come true, with enough holes to stuff all the cocks in the room in. Zara seriously hoped she wouldn’t be there for that though. Her world had been shaken enough for one day.<br/><br/>Finally there were the clearly most controlled of the crew members, their cocks flaccid and attitudes blasé. The ensign had no idea how they managed to keep their desires in check within a room that simply screamed “sex”, phalluses gradually standing at attention in all directions, but admired them for it as she herself shifted anxiously in her seat. With both exuding an air of confidence and power, even as their limp yet oversized cocks hung between their legs, Zara had to admit feeling slightly intimidated by their presence. The Romulan remained composed as her species is ought to do, her entire body carved to perfection but Zara mostly drawn to the round, sexy, swell of her derriere and tan skin. Worried she may be staring however the officer quickly averted her gaze and instead looked to Negotiator Light.<br/><br/>Still seated on the table, it was hard to miss Andrea's most prominent feature, the type only a crazy person would describe as “femininely small”; the thick monster likely a good competitor for largest if that’s how it looked limp. As with the others however the blonde seemed nonchalant about her member, treating it as if such things were normal. Then again Blacklake figured that such probably was considered “normal” in this reality, along with the other craziness. They had after all always been there, with the anomaly only causing the extremities to fatten and grow larger. If she weren’t so out of sorts Zara wouldn’t mind tempting one of the officers with a coffee and maybe more, if any swung that way. Of course Blacklake wasn’t exactly sure which way people might swing in a reality where males seemed to be in short order.