"Computer..." Ires said, her voice lacking emotion as her crystalline blue eyes gazed down upon the small subject laying on his back before her. The computer chimed in response to her command, awaiting orders. "Begin Medical Log: Species 9021 Examination."

The computer responded with another chime in the background as Ires stood from her chair. She pulled out a small medical tricorder, plucking the little instrument from the top so she could get a decent reading of his physical build and other complexities. It was unfortunate for Mathew that he had come back where he did - he was still immobile, hardly able to speak as he dealt with every emotion and physical experience he had endured.

"Doctor Virarol Ires, Chief Medical Officer of the U.S.S. Celeste ~ Beginning medical examination of Species 9021. Purpose: Determine sentience of species and make an official recommendation and report to Starfleet Command on how to deal with future encounters for the fleet. Determine level of danger and possible countermeasures. Species 9021 first appeared on the U.S.S. Celeste on Captain Tesla Volkov's command following the events of Nimbus III. Captain Volkov discovered an insect in her room, and disposed of it. Further examination of red human-like blood revealed no human or known bipedal proteins. Second appearance discovered by Commander Fourteen of Twenty, First Officer of the Celeste. Fourteen reported feeling a small object in her sock during her shift, but due to ship combat she did not retrieve it before it 'disappeared'. After finishing with her work and finding an appropriate time to check on the object in question, she discovered discovered Species 9021 crushed underfoot."

She gently slid the little device back into the tricorder and set it aside, eyeing Mathew's tiny, immobile form before clearing her throat and speaking again.

"Tricorder scans of in-tact subject number three reveal entire internal structure mostly mimicking that of the human body. However, blood and genetic makeup are not consistent with human chemicals or proteins. It is also missing several key organs, such as the bladder and kidneys. Creature has more in common with energy patterns than it does with sentient beings. Species 9021's brain doesn't seem like it serves the same role as that of other species as well, the creature's nervous system seems to be sending energy to be stored here."

Her commanding voice filled Mat's tiny ears as he lay still. He didn't have much of a choice, he was still regaining his ability to move though he could think perfectly clearly. His tiny breaths increased as she spoke, his arousal slowly stiffening between his legs as he thought of what Ires would do to him here

"Subject is becoming aroused as the test continues denoting either sentience and understanding or natural response to danger. Current hypothesis: Creature gathers energy using sensitive skin in the appendage resembling the male reproductive organ. Subject has not attempted to flee or communicate, even by physical gestures. I will begin an attempt to stimulate the subject for a response."

Gently she brought her thumb down to Mat's wrist, using the nail to dig down into his skin. Mat exhaled gently as pain slid up his arm, but he didn't move much... He simply looked up to the Doctor as she rose a brow, before she slowly plucked up a small black cotton-tipped object.

"Minor response to pain indicates lack of sentience, however it is to be noted that the subject's arousal intensified with the threat of imminent danger. Beginning stimulation of other physical attributes and test of hypothesis." Ires said calmly as she gently slid the cotton swab along Mat's abdomen. His arousal reacted, twitching slightly between his legs as he gasped out in pleasure. Slowly she brought the cotton swab down to his arousal and began to slide it around his skin. She watched him as she did so, noting any movements. "Stimulation of the possible reproductive organ is in progress."

Mat felt waves of pleasure pulsing up his spine, radiating from his pelvis as it began to overwhelm him. However, with everything he had already experienced, this was more disabling than anything. He bit his lower lip, closing his eyes before gasping out at her movements. His legs began to twitch slightly as he was overwhelmed.

Ires continued, taking note of his responses as the cotton swab slid around his arousal - playing with it. Mat's heart rate increased significantly, his face became flushed as she tortured him with pleasure in the name of science. Nearly half an hour went on, and he was no closer to doing anything other than twitch and moan.

"Interesting... It's not trying to communicate, and movements indicate a more insect-like response." She said coldly as she slid the cotton swab gently around the tip of Mat's arousal. "Half-hour stimulation reveals inability to produce reproductive fluids."

Gently she set the swab down, grabbing her tricorder for another quick scan of his little body. She gently closed the tricorder after she was satisfied with the scan, looking down to Mat's little form in front of her.

"Hypothesis deemed to be correct. No generation of reproductive fluids in progress after stimulation. Species 9021's brain seems nearly overloaded with an unrecognized energy pattern. Heart rate increased dramatically..." She said to the log, clearing her throat gently before she moved her thumb over Mat's little body. He felt her skin press down on him, sliding his arousal down between his legs with a shot of pleasure. He reached up, gripping her thumb as she began to press down on him. "Subject's reaction to touch further shows insect-like responses. It is my medical opinion that the subject, Species 9021, is a fabricated creature that may pose a threat to operations aboard the vessel. Unrecognized energy pattern may also be a form of communication or surveillance."

Slowly she began to press down more, feeling his bones begin to creak and slowly break. Small pops and cracks shot into her skin, but she looked down to him with cold, remorseless eyes...

"Furthermore... Scans detect a small amount of Triolic radiation. Harmful in large quantities." She paused as she felt his abdomen rupture under her thumb's constant pressure. She could feel his arousal still throbbing against her skin, but as a doctor the sensation didn't phase her. "Official Recommendation."

Just then, his body collapsed entirely. She pressed her thumb down hard on the table, feeling his organs squish out of his body before she lifted her thumb form the subject. Ires didn't smile, she was the textbook definition of a cold and emotionless Vulcan.

"Exterminate on Sight."