The Vagarities of Nature

Posted on Thu Feb 27th, 2020 @ 2:44am by Lieutenant Commander Toshnarr

Mission: Mission 17: The Drug-Dimmed Tide
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0030Hrs - December 13th, 2390

Chief Petty Officer Toshnarr growled softly as he moved down the hall, he was hungry as he looked from left to right as he could scent the smells of meat as he felt himself starting to drool.

He licked his massive lips.

Torrna Maliya stumbled and swayed her way down the corridors of the ship a slightly goofy smile on her face as she held the bottle of Romulan ale in one hand, the dark blue liquid spilling out of the bottle onto the deck. She giggled and snorted after she had fallen on the floor, picking herself up slowly.

Though she was unaware of what was coming around the corner.

Toshnarr came around the corner as he growled at the drunk being before him, he reached out for her as he grabbed her, he retreated into his quarters with his prey. "MMmm..." he growled softly before he started peeling off her clothing.

Though inebriated, Torrna started fighting back against the huge beastly hallucination that was starting to strip her clothing away from her. She kicked and beat at his body feebly as she started to scream and growl as she smashed the bottle of against the side of his head.

Toshnarr felt something glassy smash into the side of his head as he let out a lungful of air before shaking off the effects, he lashed out with his massive paws as he quickly subdued her, before he finished removing her clothing. "You're mine..." and with that he pushed her backwards up against a wall.

Torrna was screaming, crying and struggling as hard as she could against her massive attacking hallucination, nearly gagging as she caught the whiff of rancid vole on his breath. Her struggles slowed as she simply sagged down figuring that she would pass out soon and just wake up in the drunk tank later.

Toshnarr reached down as he proceeded to mate with the smaller Bajoran woman, he looked down as he held her up while he thrust into her.

Torrna was basically hanging there taking whatever was to come next as her head lolled from side to side as she grunted and moaned a little. Whether from pleasure or discomfort it wasn't quite clear.

After about forty five minutes, he was finished and totally out of it, he almost had no idea of what was going on or why, he gently placed his mate down on the deck as he spotted a Vole nearby.

Toshnarr paused as he darted after the Vole, either real or imagined was irrelevant as he went out the door of his quarters and down the hall, chasing the Vole. "Come.. here.... your mine..." he rasped. "I will... feast upon you.."

He had completely forgot about Torrna whom he'd left behind in his quarters.

Torrna groaned and rolled over as she felt ever ache and pain in her severely abused body as she managed to get herself up onto her hands and knees. She somehow managed to get herself into the bathroom where she threw up all over the floor and gave a long, guttural groan.

She was soon searching for something to eat and discovered something meaty and sort of slimy. But her addled mind didn't fully process that it was a rancid vole before she started eating and soon after that, there wasn't much of anything else that she was feeling...