The BLTS Archive- Chests, Breasts, And A Turbolift Incident
by Suz Voy (suzvoy@tesco.net)

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Disclaimer - the characters belong to Paramount and so does the
chastity belt.

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Five people in a turbolift was cramped at the best of times. When all
five of them were naked the space suddenly seemed to be smaller than
the lines anyone other than the bridge crew got to utter.

All of them remained absolutely silent, not entirely sure how to get
out of there without embarrassing themselves which really was kind of
pointless. They were way past being embarrassed. Except for Seven, of
course. She stood proudly, knowing that her body was in excellent
physical condition while the others cowered away from each other.

Realising that no one else was going to say anything, Seven spoke. "I
suggest we depart from the turbolift and find a location where we can
replicate new clothing."

Chakotay kept his gaze fixed firmly on his feet. He would not look at
Seven. He would *not*. Think of something else, yes, yes, think of
Kathryn....oh that's not a good idea when you're naked.

Luckily he was on the outside of the group so he turned until he was
facing the wall of the turbolift. "That's a very good idea Seven.
Let's see if we can access those transporters."

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Kathryn stood on the transporter pad with Neelix, picking up
everyone's clothes. Her eyebrows rose when she saw what kind of
underwear Tom wore. Turning back to Harry, she ordered him to beam
them back.

He frowned, manipulating the controls. "I don't think I can Captain.
It looks like one of the components is missing from the system. We can
beam someone from the transporter room but we can't beam them back."

Stepping down from the pad with all their clothes draped over her
right arm, she studied him. "Missing? What component?" This was
distinctly odd...then she caught a whiff of Neelix's cologne, which
was even odder.

"I think I may have an idea Captain," the Doctor volunteered and she
looked over at him only to see Naomi sneaking towards the exit with
her hands behind her back. It was then that Kathryn remembered what
the young girl had been up to when they first fell into the room.

"Naomi. Come here."

The little girl smiled sweetly. "But Captain, I have to get back to
my-"

"*Now* young lady." Kathryn dropped all the clothes she was holding to
the floor.

Knowing that the Captain wasn't going to let her go, Naomi slowly
walked towards her, her head lowered towards the floor. Stopping just
in front of the Captain she whispered "I'm sorry."

"Stow it," Janeway ordered then reached behind Naomi to grab the
equipment she was still hiding. "Well well, what's this?"

Naomi looked shocked. "Why...I...how did *that* get there?"

"Indeed Naomi," the Doctor said "I seem to have the same problem. I
can't walk through the transporter room without transporter components
leaping into my hands."

Harry grinned. Naomi stuck her tongue out at him. Neelix frowned.

Kathryn sighed as she looked down at the equipment. "This is going to
take hours to incorporate back into the transporter systems. I want
you to go back to your quarters and think about what you've done young
lady."

"Yes Ma'am," she whispered, tears in her eyes, as she lowered her head
and slowly shuffled out the door. No one heard the evil laughter as
the door closed and she ran down the corridor.

Janeway was interrupted from her disappointment when her com badge
beeped. "Ayala to Janeway."

"Go ahead Lieutenant...er...Ensign...ummm...just what is your rank
anyway?"

"Actually, I think I'm a Commander today."

"Well then Commander, what did you need to tell me?"

"We've detected an unscheduled transport of five people from
transporter room one. I thought it best to inform you."

Hadn't she known this would happen? "Thank you for your vigilence
Commander. I will look into it. Oh, and get someone from engineering
to report to transporter room one for repairs. Janeway out." She
quickly ended their conversation, not wanting to have to answer any
questions he might have.

She turned towards her three remaining companions. "Come on you three.
Let's see what we can do to help."

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B'Elanna swore. "Fudge!! The f-luff-ing transporters won't respond."
Angry, she hit the small access panel and ended up breaking it.
"Whoops..."

"Oh well done," Tom commented.

Diving towards him, she pressed him against the wall, her elbow
digging into his throat. "This is *not* a good time for your smart-ass
comments! Do you understand?!"

"Yes...! he squeaked, gasping.

Nodding in satisfaction, she removed the elbow and stood back. She had
no qualms about seeing Tom naked - they'd certainly seen enough of
each other over the past two years. The others were something of a
mixed bag. Chakotay she could cope with; they'd fought with each other
in the Maquis, a situation which often meant losing any sense of
shyness. Still, she hadn't known about his other tattoo...

Tuvok was a little too freaky to contemplate, so at all times she made
sure to keep looking at his face. And as for Seven...why she certainly
had a wonderful physique, the cavity where her breasts had been was
quite disturbing. It seemed ignorant, she supposed, that she hadn't
figured out that *every* part of Seven's body still had Borg implants
of some kind.

Perhaps strangely, she had overcome her initial embarrassment rather
rapidly. So, they'd seen her naked? So what?

"I would suggest we vacate the turbolift as Seven suggested," Tuvok
said. "I realise that because the transporters are not functioning we
will have to enter the corridor with no clothing, but we have few
options to choose from."

"We could climb up the turbolift shaft..."

"Don't be ridiculous Tom." B'Elanna insisted. "I can just see it now -
the five of us climbing, naked, when suddenly one of the doors opens
accidentally and looking in is Vorik." She shook her head in disgust.
"No thank you. I won't risk it."

Not seeing how that was any different from walking naked along the
corridor, Chakotay nonetheless decided to agree with her. "Computer:
is there anyone in the corridor directly outside this turbolift?"

"Negative."

"At least that's one piece of good news. Okay, the mess hall is only
twenty feet to the right once we leave the turbolift. I suggest we
make our way there then secure all the doors so no one can enter until
we're all wearing clothes."

"I concur," Tuvok agreed "but how are you going to evacuate the mess
hall of any crewmembers?"

Chakotay grinned. "Computer: patch me through to the audio systems in
the mess hall only."

"Function complete."

"This is Commander Chakotay. Please evacuate the mess hall immediately
and report to your duty stations. This is not a drill. Message ends."
He smiled at everyone. "We should be clear to walk out in about ten
seconds."

Seven regarded him. "An efficient plan Commander, although it does
contain a flaw."

"Flaw?" Torres asked.

"Yes. As they have been asked to report to their duty stations some of
them will undoubtedly want to use this turbolift to reach their
destinations."

Chakotay's grin faded. "Computer-"

It was too late. The door opened and they found themselves face to
various body parts with Samantha Wildman. Before she do anything other
than gape at them in shock, Tom grabbed her and pulled her in.

As the doors swished shut behind her Chakotay quickly spoke.
"Computer: do not allow anyone access to this turbolift, authorisation
Chakotay beta nine."

"Confirmed."

Chakotay, Tom and B'Elanna sighed in relief. Tuvok and Seven merely
rose their eyebrows.

Samantha started screaming.

Tom groaned. "Like mother, like daughter."

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The End