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Wesleys Recurring Nightmare Inspired by the Star Trek TNG Episode Schisms Wesley Crusher awoke earlier than usual. He looked at the clock and was surprised to see that it was only 0600 he didnt usually waken until his alarm roused him at 0700. Gradually, he became aware of an aching in his groin. In fact, his balls were really hurting. Hed experienced the occasional aches down there in the past, and his mother Dr Crusher had attributed them to growing pains, but this was different. The pain was far more intense. In fact it was starting to make him breathless. Wesley got up from his bunk and staggered out of his room, and into the adjoining dining area. He pressed the button beside the door to his mothers room and a quiet buzzer sounded. After a few moments, her bleary voice said, Wesley? He walked into her bedroom, hunched over and cupping his balls, gasping with every step. The expression on his face immediately told her how much pain he was in and she said, Wesley, whats the matter? What have you done? I dont know Mom. I just woke up and my my my privates were hurting like crazy. Wesleys father was long dead, and he was bashful about discussing such things with his mother. What did you do yesterday? Did you go bike riding on the holodeck? Dont tell me youve been playing Pareesi Squares again? No Mom, I havent been doing anything. Ive had a big science project due in, so Ive been working on that for the last week. A wave of more intense pain doubled Wesley up, and his mom jumped out of bed to support him. Here, lay on the bed Wes. He did as he was told. Now Im just going to take a look at you. She reached for his shorts. No Mom! he quickly blurted, shocked at the thought of her seeing him. But another intense wave of pain hit him, and was forced onto his back with the strength of it. Im your mother Wesley, and you clearly need medical attention. Now stay still whilst I take a look. Wesley was in too much pain to resist, so he lay there staring at the ceiling whilst she examined him. Beverley Crusher gently pulled her sons shorts down past his knees and examined his genitals, narrating to him as she did so. She found that talking through her actions tended to keep her patients calmer. Well, your scrotum is clearly inflamed. She examined it visually. No signs of bruising or laceration. Just the redness. She lifted his fifteen year old penis. No sign of soreness or injury to your penis. She rested it back against his belly, out of the way of his testicles. Then she gently picked up both testicles. Wesley tensed in anticipation of pain, but it got no worse. Your testicles seem very warm. She gently squeezed them and Wesley jumped as though hed been electrocuted. Im sorry Wesley. Well, theyre obviously extremely tender. I think wed better get you to sickbay and take a proper look. She pulled his shorts up carefully, and helped him to his feet. She dressed and helped him into slippers and a robe. Taking it slowly, and supporting him on the way, she helped him to sickbay. Nurse Ogawa was already on duty and together they helped Wesley up onto the examining couch. Doctor Crusher removed his shorts and Wesley lay there naked whilst his mother performed a detailed examination with the medical scanners. Your scrotum is showing mild inflammation. Cause unknown. Ill take a closer look at your testicles. She turned the scanner to a different mode and it examined him. Its as I thought. Your testicles are very hot. In fact theyre over 105 degrees when theyd normally be closer to 96. Theres a greatly increased bloodflow, and unusually high cellular activity. She ran more tests and without thinking she said, To be honest Wesley, your testicles seem very small for your age. She consulted a physical that hed had last year. Well thats odd. Your testicles have a volume of just over 4 millilitres. Thats about what Id expect for a 10 year old boy. Yet last year, when you had your physical, they were 12 millilitres, which was average for fourteen year old. Your testicles are about 66 percent smaller now than they were a year ago, when they should be getting bigger. Wesley was red faced, and he looked utterly crestfallen. Have you notice your testicles shrinking at all Wesley? No. Not at all. He was constantly touching himself down there, and he felt sure that hed have noticed such a drastic reduction. Dr Crusher continued her detailed examination, but it was Nurse Ogawa, manning the analysis console who pointed out something really odd. Doctor, has Wesley ever had surgery on his testicles? No, certainly not. Why do you ask? Well, its just that Im detecting micro-cellular suturing along the line of his scrotum. It appears as though hes been opened and then closed again. Wesleys heart jumped. He was shocked and scared. How could someone have opened his sack without him knowing. He felt violated. His mother examined the scans and agreed with Nurse Ogawas conclusions. Youre right Nurse Ogawa. His scrotum has definitely been opened and resealed. It took great skill to make the incision along the precise line of his raphe. Looking at the level of epidermal knitting, it appears to have occurred within the last 24 hours. Wesley started to tremble. He was really scared now. Travelling through space, he knew that the crew of the Enterprise were constantly encountering strange phenomenon, but hed never had anything negative happening to him until now. Within the last 24 hours? It cant be. I havent been anywhere except school and our quarters. Beverley saw how agitated he was becoming, and in spite of her own fear, she tried to reassure him, Look, I dont know whats happened to you Wesley, but you can be sure that we wont let anything else happen okay? Now Im going to give you something for the pain, and were going to keep you here for further examination. She pressed a hypo-syringe against his neck. It contained a combined sedative and pain killer, and almost immediately the pain started to diminish. She walked him over to a medibed, where she made him lay down. He was completely naked, so she gave him a sliver-coloured light-weight thermal sheet. It covered him, but he felt exposed. However, the sedative quickly made him drowsy, and two minutes later he was fast asleep. Doctor Crusher immediately informed the Captain, and soon he and Commander Riker were standing in medical. Crusher lifted the sheet from Wesleys sleeping form and pointed out the redness of his scrotum. She pointed to the seam and said, Although you cant see it, somebody has opened my sons scrotum from the base of his penis here, she touched the place with her finger, to the edge of his perineum here. She pointed at the thin ridge of flesh that wiggled its way down his nut sack. As you can see, its by no means an easy line to follow, but someone has managed it with incredible precision. In fact, theyve managed to keep their incision precisely in the middle of his raphe from start to finish. Maybe it was done for cosmetic reasons, but it looks as if somebody went to a lot of trouble to hide their actions. Picard said, But why would anyone want to do that to him. Especially without his knowledge? I dont know Captain. Thats the question isnt it? But Im hoping that you can find out the answer because somehow, within the last 24 hours, somebody has split my sons scrotum from top to bottom, and Im sure I speak for us both, when I say that Id rather it didnt happen again. Not only that; and this may not be related; but Wesleys testicles are tiny right now. Theyve lost nearly 70 percent of their volume since he was checked out a year ago. She gripped Wesleys hairless scrotum above both of his testicles and showed them to Picard and Riker. Now I dont know whats going on, but Im absolutely certain that Wesley would not like these to get any smaller! She jiggled his balls to make the point. The Captain asked more questions, then he went off to the bridge to speak to Worf about security. Riker went down to the engine room to enlist some scientific help from Geordie and Data. Crusher and Ogawa completed their tests, then Ogawa ended her shift, and went off duty, leaving Crusher with her sleeping son. At 1500 Wesley woke up. I dont know what was in that hypo Mom, but it worked wonders. Ive got no pain at all now. Really Wesley? Thats wonderful, Beverley said, but secretly she was worried. The pain killer wasnt supposed to work for that long. Im just going to take a little look okay? she said. Wesley nodded his assent and jumped back onto the medical couch as beckoned. The Doctor ran some more scans Why this is amazing! she said. Ive never seen anything like it. What Mom? Wesley asked fearfully. What is it? Well I dont quite know what to say. Your testicles are back to normal. Better than normal. Theyre up to 15 millilitres now thats bigger than your last physical. Its even a little bigger than average for your age. Wesley felt relieved and a bit proud, but he was also aware that something extremely odd was still going on. Nervously he asked, Theyre not still getting bigger are they? Good question. As best I can tell, the answers no. Their temperature has returned to normal, the increased cellular activity has ceased, and even your scrotum has lost that inflammation. You look like any normal, healthy 15 year old now. Wesley was hugely relieved. At that moment Riker walked in to find Wesley naked on the couch. Ah, good to see you up and about Wesley. How are you feeling? Although Rikers manner was casual and friendly as ever, Wesley could have died. He leapt off the couch, and turned his back to the Commander, cupping his balls comically. Im uh, Im um, Im feeling much better thanks Commander. Wesleys mom diplomatically wrapped his robe around his shoulders and Wesley gratefully pulled it on and did up the waist tie. Oh Im sorry Wes. Didnt mean to embarrass you. Still, you havent got anything I havent. No need to be self-conscious. Wes turned red-faced to the Commander. Doctor Crusher said, Tell you what Wes, why dont you wait in my office whilst I let the Commander know about your improvement, then you and me can go back to our quarters for the night okay? Wes nodded and walked through the glass partition to his moms office. He was glad he didnt have to stay there whilst they discussed his balls. A few minutes later, his mom joined him, and they returned to their quarters. They pottered around, played cards, watched TV, then eventually went to bed late in the evening. No one had yet been able to offer any solutions to Wesleys condition, so Lieutenant Worf posted two armed guards outside the Crushers quarters just in case there was some kind of abduction attempt. The security made Wes and his mother feel much better, but even so, for the first time in five years, Wes asked his mother if he could sleep in her bed tonight. She agreed and they both went to sleep. The next morning, Wesley woke up early again, and for the second time, he felt the familiar pain in his balls. He woke his mother, on the edge of tears, and she quickly examined him again. His balls were like peas. They rushed him to the medical bay, and the previous days routine was repeated. Picard established that no one had entered or left the Crushers quarters via the door, and transporter logs showed that no one had used the ships teleporters to get in. Doctor Crusher closely monitored her sons testicles, and it turned out that his balls were growing at an astonishing rate, equivalent to two or three thousand times their normal rate. Thus they expanded from very pre-pubertal to adolescent size in just one day. That accounted for their high temperature and the elevated cellular activity. By that evening, there were still no answers, and Wesley was terrified to sleep. However, Riker and Beverley came up with a plan that they considered would reassure him. They would both stay awake in his room, and watch him all night to make sure that nothing happened to him. Even so, it was well after 0200 that Beverley finally injected a sedative to put him to sleep. He was out like a light, and his mother and Riker sat by his bedside playing cards. At 0300, Wesley dematerialised from his bed. Riker and Beverley initiated an immediate security alert. The computer searched the entire ship for his com badge, but it was not on board. The bridge scanned to the limits of the sensors for other ships, and could find nothing. Beverley was starting to become frantic. Then, at 0400, Wesley appeared back in his bed. Beverley tried to rouse him, but she couldnt manage it. She examined his genitals and his testicles were minute little more than peas. He was rushed to the medical bay, and examined. He appeared to be in a catatonic state, but as before, he roused by a little after 0600 in pain. So the pattern continued for the next fortnight, and despite the best efforts of the entire science and security staff, nobody was able to prevent Wess nightly abduction. It didnt matter where he slept, or whether force fields were erected around him, he still left each night and returned soon after. They started to monitor Wesley day and night, and Doctor Crusher quickly established that Wesley was only taken as he entered REM dream sleep. They decided that it was worth a try to stop Wesley entering the REM phase of sleep, which wasnt terrifically difficult as his mental state was really suffering from everyones inability to protect him. It wasnt something that could be done indefinitely, because it would slowly drive him insane, but in the short term, if it worked, it would buy them all a bit more time. They attached a REM inhibitor to Wesleys head, and sure enough, the abductions stopped. One day, two days, three, four. On the fifth day, Wesley was getting really ragged from the lack of deep sleep. He was sitting in sick bay talking to Data, when suddenly he disappeared. He found himself in a small room. He was secured against the wall naked. In front of him were two alien creatures. He didnt recognise their species but they appeared insectoid and bipedal. They made strange clicking noises and Wesley realised that they were communicating with each other. One of the creatures seemed to be in charge and the other creature moved towards Wesley. He held up a small device for Wesley to see. It appeared to be a three inch metal rod the thickness of a pencil. It was encased in a spherical glass container about the size of a lemon. The creature pressed the end of the device and the metal tube increased in size until it was about an inch across. Suddenly, metal blades flipped out of the side of the tube. They were angled at 45 degrees and positioned all up and down its length like rotor blades. The tube started turning, slowly at first, then quickly. It was in two halves, and the blades at the top half rotated in the opposite direction to those in the bottom half. The creature stopped the device and it returned to its original state. Wesley tried to comprehend what he was being shown and why. It was irrelevant. He was held virtually immobile in any case. The creature turned back to the other one and they clicked at each other a few moments. Then he returned to Wesley. He pulled at the device and it came apart in two pieces. The top piece comprised a lid and the metal rod, which came to a spiked point at the bottom. The other half was the empty glass part, which Wesley now noticed had a narrow clear tube extending from it. The creature lifted Wesleys scrotum in one hand, and aimed the pointed metal device at the base of the boys penis. Wesley looked down at himself. An intense light radiated from the tip and Wesley could feel himself being cut down there. The creature moved the device and opened Wesleys scrotum from front to back. Wesleys pubescent testicles fell out. Wesley moaned in horror. The creature took a testicle in its hand, holding it firmly. Without hesitation, he slowly pushed the spiked rod through the testicle, skewering it from end to end. The pain was excruciating and Wesley screamed a long, high-pitched, gurgling howl. When Wesleys testicle had been fully skewered, the alien replaced the rod in the glass container. The cord securing the testicle to his body was tightly pinned by the lid. Wesley realised only too well what was coming up next. The creature had already showed him. It pressed the lid and the skewer through Wesleys testicle began to expand. Having his ball crushed from the inside out was a uniquely agonising experience. As the spike became wider than the size of Wesleys testicle, the testicle ruptured, splattering the glass container with gore and semen. Wesley was paralysed by the tearing, bursting, crushing sensation in his ball. The alien pressed the device again. Wesley saw the blades tearing out of the sides of what remained of his testicle. He screamed in pain. The blades started to spin, tearing up what was left. As they reached full speed, the testicle was literally liquefied, like meat in a blender. Wesley could see the pink bloody gore that had been his testicle swirling within the small container. He was overwhelmed by the agony and terror of the experience. The creature passed the hollow tube to its companion, who put the end into its mouth. Then he simply drank Wesleys liquefied testicle like milkshake. Wesley started to go into shock. The alien removed the device from him, and all that remained was the tattered end of his testicular chord. The alien took Wesleys second testicle in its hand. As it slowly pushed the spike into the small orb, Wesley passed out. He was only out for a short time, but when he regained consciousness his other ball was gone. The alien placed a small machine around Wesleys groin and the boy felt warmth. After 30 minutes, the creature removed it. Wesley could see tiny testicles hanging where hed had nothing but bloody chords before. The creature pushed the testicular buds back into the boys scrotum, before resealing it with his light probe. There was a flash, and Wesley found himself back in the medical bay fully clothed. He just had time to see Commander Data, before he collapsed on the floor in a seizure caused by the pain and shock. From that time on, the aliens took Wesley whenever they wanted him. He was often conscious whilst they made their testicle drink. Eventually, he became so distressed that his mother suggested castrating him fully. She removed his testicles and the chords right up in his body. The next time he was taken, the aliens kept him for two days. They repaired the damage, then carried on as normal. Starfleet was never able to work out a way to prevent Wesleys abduction, and it continued every day, for another four years, It didnt matter where he went or what he was doing, he would be taken, de-nutted and returned with new ones growing ready for the next night. He often felt suicidal, but then, for no apparent reason, the abductions stopped. He was adult and his balls were no longer sweet. On the night that Wesleys abductions stopped, a black 14 year old called Jake woke up on Deep Space 9 with the sorest balls of his life By Darkmind [email protected] |