Hoshi Sato (Enterprise)

Teleporter Malfunction

Hoshi held her breath as she was beamed up to the Enterprise. In reality, it only took a fraction of a second, but to her, it felt like an eternity. A million questions and worries bounced around in her mind. How was the storm effecting the process, if at all? Does it usually take this long? Would her molecules even be reassembled correctly?

Her mind was finally at ease when she appeared in the teleporter room.

She breathed a sigh of relief as Commander Trip gave a chuckle. "Look at that, not even a molecule out of place." He jokes in his Southern accent.

"Yeah, I guess you're-" Hoshi started to say before her uniform jumpsuit and undergarments began to unravel, reduced to mere threads. Hoshi's arms jolted to cover up her breasts and pussy. "What just happened?!" She exclaims, squirming to cover herself as best she could.

"Dr. Phlox...you might want to get the sick bay ready..." Trip said through the communicator as he averted his eyes.

"Well, there's nothing superficially wrong with you, but..." The Denobulan physician begins while scanning Hoshi's still nude body as she tries to cover herself still.

"But?" Hoshi asks, urging him to continue.

"But, it appears that something has gone wrong with your molecules. I can't exactly explain it, but it appears that your body will...for lack of a better word, resist and destroy any synthetic fibers put on it." He explains grimly.

"So...I can't ever wear clothes?!" She asks incredulously.

"Well...yes, I'm afraid." Phlox nods, placing a hand on Hoshi's shoulder to try to reassure her before withdrawing it.