The next couple weeks

After an evening of wild ravenous intercourse and so many orgasms and so much cum in every orifice, the couple falls asleep. When he wakes, Colt is gone. He finds a note on his computer, "I'm gonna feel you dripping out of me all day. Can't wait till next time. Can't wait until I start showing. Till later, my dear. -- M."

The images of last night come back to Pike's thoughts and he grins. By the time he's in the shower, he's as hard as iron. His voice echoes as he unloads against the wall.

This is the longest Pike has been in one of the Talosian fantasy dreams. This is certainly the most vivid dream he'd ever been in. He shakes his head at the annoying thoughts popping up, dispelling them. He breathes deeply to return to the illusion, wondering where it will go.

Now he was sitting on the bridge of the Enterprise, traveling to a distant planet. The turbolift opens and Yeoman Colt enters with a clipboard. Pike glances briefly at her and waits for her to come close.

"Medical reports requiring your signature, sir," she says sharply, giving nothing away about their relationship, except for the thin smirk on her lips.

"Thank you, Yeoman." He lets his eyes take in her curves as he notices that she's wearing the new miniskirt uniform, a red scoop-necked dress that ends about 5 inches below the crotch: utterly cock-hardening. Pike grins at the memory of her lovely legs wrapped around his head while he went down on her. He signs with a new flourish. "Here you go." He hands the clipboard back.

"Thank you, sir." She leaves the bridge.

I'll never complain about having a female yeoman again, Pike thought. He smirked at no one. He let five minutes pass and then said to Spock, "You have the con, Spock. I'm going to sickbay to talk to Boyce."

"Yes, sir!"

Pike leaves the bridge and takes the turbolift to the deck where Yeoman Colt's quarters are. Not many are here since there are no duty stations on the crew decks. He presses the annunciator.

The door slides open and Colt is wearing a diaphanous gown that is very see-through. Her large tits press out against the thin fabric. They look good enough to taste.

"Took you long enough," she says with a sexy growl.

Pike steps quickly through the door, making sure no one saw them. They waste no time in getting into bed and fucking, this time doggy-style. It's fast and hard, and soon she's headed back to her station and he heads to sickbay. Their first quickie tryst.

The next day, Colt corners him in the captain's toilet near the bridge. Pike hopes that the sound insulation is good on the ship.

Every night for two weeks, Colt comes to the Captain's bed for hours of lovemaking before falling asleep exhausted. Every day they find a new place to fuck and grind. Once in sickbay, once in the botany lab, once in the engine room behind the warp core, once in the bowling alley, once in the fabrication lab, twice in the shuttlecraft bay (once in a shuttlecraft, once in the observation balcony), once in the officer's conference room, once in the observation lounge, once in the handball court, once in the men's gymnasium showers, twice in the swimming pool, and twice in the captain's chair on the bridge.

One morning Pike wakes to hear Mia barfing in the toilet. She comes back in and climbs back in bed.

"Captain, I am dutybound to report that your yeoman is pregnant," she says very seriously. Then she cracks a grin and giggles. "The Captain's Slut got knocked up!" He cheers and kisses her. He tries to move to fuck her, but she pushes him away. "I don't feel like that now! Later! But I'm gonna swagger today." She pulls the captain back under the covers for cuddling and nuzzling.