AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a follow on to the first installment ofStar Trek: The Transporter Incident. This is not a stand-alone story.To fully und...rstand this part of the story requires that the readerhave knowledge of what has already transpired. The author stronglysuggests that you read Episode I of this story before reading thisinstallment.Star Trek: The Transporter Incident, Episode IIBy EmiNowI eventually faded off into a peaceful euphoric state such as I hadnever before known.The. ‘Shira, it’s Jake, shh, you’re going to be okay,’ Jake soothed, pressing his shirt onto her shoulder. ‘I’ve called the police and they’re on the way,’ he murmured. ::4 hours later:: Jake, Crystal and Melinda walked into Ashira’s hospital room. ‘Shira?’ Jake asked as he knocked on the open door. Ashira opened her eyes and gave a half hearted smile. ‘Hey,’ she said sleepily as her friends crowded around her. She reached for Jake’s hand. ‘Thank you,’ Ashira murmured. Jake squeezed her hand. ‘You. "I was a curator at the local museum till yesterday. There was this idolof a fertility goddess. I touched it without gloves by mistake. Onemoment I was a fifty-something male and the next ..." She motioned totake in her new body from head to toe. " ... I became the new highpriestess of the fertility goddess Quintinea." That idol ..." ... is now useless," the priestess assured them. "Maybe I can show yousomething." Before Barry could deny her request she leaned over to Maxwho sat beside her. As. Her bikini loosely repositioned over her sore breasts and crotch, Felicity forced herself to stand on shaky legs and quietly exited the massage room, ignoring the discomfort these movements caused as she peered both ways down the hall to see if there was anyone else present who would notice her scratched, bruised appearance and start asking questions. Seeing the hall was empty, she padded out, quietly shutting the door behind her. Wiping sweat from her face, Felicity did her best to hide the.