Lieutenant Alassca launched the probe and Tarah unconsciously moved closer, eager to see the results of the drone's investigation. Her hip brushed that of the Intelligence officer's and the security chief felt her cock twitch under the makeshift bindings as if reacting to the touch. Tarah noticed the shapeshifter's pelvis seeming to melt and flow, the outline of her own cock shifting from her uniform's pants leg to rearing straight up beneath a uniform that the Andorian tried not to remind herself was in reality part of Alassca herself.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure this is a satisfactory solution," Alessca observed to P'Trell. "Do you not find this sensation distracting, even demanding of constant attention?  I confess, it is difficult to resist the urge to caress mine..."<br/><br/>As she was speaking the Deltan looking officer's hand reached out her her long slim fingers brushed the base of P'Trell's cock under her Starfleet uniform. The cock surged, swelling at the touch and throbbing as Alassca's fingers traced it's shape upwards until her fingers were caressing the tip, rounded and huge beneath Tarah's shirt like a clenched fist. She brushed her hand down the length once more, the cock jerking and moving slightly as if it was indeed a lifeform in it's own right as Andrea Light had informed them, although Tarah could feel for herself in aching detail every gentle touch Alassca made on the member.<br/><br/>The sound from the console signalling the return of data from the probe broke both officers concentration on P'Trell's phallus. In truth the bindings, though of some value when the member was dormant had been of little use once attention had been drawn to the appendage. It was now agonisingly erect from the shapeshifter's caress, and if the probe hadn't diverted attention Tarah suspected that she may well have been inclined to tear the clothing that hid it aside and disgraced herself in front of both the lieutenant and the young Bajoran ensign.<br/><br/>The Lieutenant reported the probes findings, the planet below sounding more inhospitable with every returned reading. The prospect of hallucinatory elements in the atmosphere sounding particularly daunting. The ruins seemed well spread over the planet's surface, and Tarah nodded her agreement of Alassca's interpretation.<br/><br/>"I agree, these could very well be the entrances to an underground network." Tarah stated. "Andoria itself would scan as very similar to this, where we Andorians burrowed underground to build our cities to escape the arctic condition. A civilisation here could have done much the same to avoid the sandstorms."<br/><br/>"I've copied my findings to the Bridge and the Captain. I will continue to monitor and analyze in hopes of providing more intelligence for the away team, until it is time to form up and beam down." Alassca reported, adding her scientific advice. "Lt. P'Trell, I suggest the away team take with them a set of pattern enhancers, to make sure they can beam back up through the electromagnetic interference."<br/><br/>"Crewmen Doe and Smith, draw transporter pattern enhancers, tricorders and sidearms from stores and report to transporter room three." Tarah ordered into her comm badge. The two security team redshirts were both humans and dependable men with level heads.<br/><br/>Tarah looked back to Alassca, catching the shapeshifter looking hungrily at the bulge beneath P'Trell's uniform.<br/><br/>"It will be some time before the equipment and the Doctor's counter agent are ready." Tarah said, her voice steady despite her feelings. "As you have said Lieutenant, there is an almost overwhelming need to touch these penises. A need which, unless I am very much mistaken as to the source of the alluring musk in the astrometrics lab, Ensign Kroken here has investigated. It may be that in the interests of efficiency during the away mission we should attempt to temporarily sate this need."<br/><br/>Tarah paused, allowing her meaning to be considered by the other officers.<br/><br/>"It would be foolish for us to deny our shared predicament." Tarah said. "Though we could each separate and deal with this personally, perhaps to use an earth expression 'a problem shared is a problem halved'."