The truth comes out

I tried to explain that I wasn't a hologram and that I had found myself in this hologram program after the holodeck stopped taking my commands, but all that came out of my mouth was, "Mrph mm ngh!"

The Andorian looked at me and from my shivering, concluded that the cold was getting to me. She scooped me up in her arms and carried me into the cave. I was like a doll to her as she effortlessly held me cradled in one arm and opened the doorway with the other. She closed the door behind her and I breathed a sigh of relief as wafts of warm air rubbed up against my skin. Inside the room was a stone carved ring decorated by fancy characters and images. The place had an almost temple-like atmosphere to it while racked up weapons and chained pillars implied a more gladiatorial environment. The Andorian laid me on the center of the room where the floor was matted with a soft carpet. She lay next to me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. She was intending to warm me up with her body heat but it was warming up more than that. My face flushed up at the intimate embrace.

We stayed like this for a minute or so before my muscles began to relax and my breathing normalized. She turned my head toward her and looked me in the eyes. "Now that you're in a better condition to respond, I ask you again; What are you doing in my program?"

"I'm not a hologram, I'm Ensign Linda Trask..."

"Lies!" she hissed. Her eyes flared up and she held my wrist tightly. I was taken aback and tried to pull away but she held me stone-like, not giving an inch.

"I'm telling you..."

"Computer; locate Ensign Trask."

The computer chirped, "Ensign Trask is currently in Astrometrics."

The woman turned to me again, "So, now that the truth is out, tell me what you are doing here."

"I'm Linda Trask, that must be a computer error." I knew this to be untrue, but I couldn't go against my programming. The Andorian seemed to realize this and approached this in a different manner.

"Alright Linda. Do you know who I am?"

I shook my head.

"Tiloth, chief of security. The only Andorian on board the Ishtar." She frowned at not being recognized.

"Oh...." I replied.

"So it is my duty to ensure the safety of the crew, which includes the vetting of possible dangerous programs running in the holodeck." She looked me square in the eyes as she sat up, cross-legged in front of me.

"Oh..." I replied in a more downbeat manner.

"So, it would be in your best interest to answer me as best as you can how you found yourself here today. Start from the beginning, the first thing you remember."

I ducked my head meekly, ashamed at being caught in my lie. I sighed and recounted my story directly from the beginning, including my interactions with human Linda, the encounter with Gwen and the recent episode with the workout and shower. I could feel my face growing brighter and brighter red as I went through the more erotic parts of the tale. Tiloth's reactions were hard to decipher. The rest of her body remained stoic and unmoving, but every so often, the antennae would stir. As I went into details of my sexual exploits, the woman's antennae seemed to writhe around snakes. Finally I got up to our encounter, leaving us where we were now.

Tiloth took a moment to digest all this information. She looked at me silently, then spoke, "I abhor liars, they are not taken lightly where I come from. That being said, your story sounds believable and I can easily cross reference it with the computer's records." She got up to her feet as she continued her judgement, "So, that stands to hold that you are indeed a hologram, programmed as it were, to be a sex ****."

"I'm not a sex ****!" I protested.

"You also tried to convince me that you aren't a hologram."

I looked down, unable to rebut.

"Slavery, as you should know, is against regulations, which means that I would have to shut you down on those grounds."

"Wait! No! I'm not a ****!"

"No? You've had relationships with everyone who has come in here."

I shrugged weakly, "I was programmed to act as Linda would..."

"So you're saying she's just extremely promiscuous?"

I shrugged again, "Maybe?"

We stared at each other for another awkwardly silent moment.