[F4M] A Sci-fi Oddysey: Gravity Sucks [female cyborg with duty][existential angst][supernatural][multidimensional][aural bliss][helplessness][spiritual][the end]

I don't know what to say. You saved planet earth. And we just left warp mode.

The stellar charts do not align with any stars in the known universe and the warp drive is experimental. It was never used on manned spacecraft and the probes never returned.

We are lucky to be alive. Or how should I say it, we don't know where we are.

I am overriding protocol 46 F. The conditions have been met. My new designation, in addition to second pilot, is now mission control. You are still first in command, but since we are relieved from our mission, protocols 1066 A and 1777 F apply. As a consequence, module X76 has been unlocked.

I know you were not briefed about any prootcols above 800. I have a different safety clearance than you do, because I have specialized training for specific events, such as this one. As you know from flight and logistics protocol, it is my responsiblity to reference the protocols and describe how the events unfold.

Protocol 1066 A was activated by the space craft when the star charts failed to match previous records. The informal, now decrypted, name is 'Existential Threat of an Abstract Degree'.

We are most likely alone in this uncharted space and are never to meet anyone but our selves.

Now, protocol 1777 F was initially intended for a SPEC droid, but the technology was never implemented due to payload restrictions. As a consequence, I recieved extensive training to act in place of the android. However, due to the nature of the program, I was told that I could not activate it myself. It would have had disasterous consequences for our mission, if we were still on assignment.

A part of my brain was artificially sealed off and kept alive by a cryptochip. The chip only activates when the protocol is activated. This happened the same time that the extended living support module 76 was unlocked. We are to visit module 76 promptly.

I do not have any memories of the training because of the chip. One thing I still remember though: a scientist explained it to me as a kind of "brain washing", but she insisted to me that there was benefits in the procedure for me as well. Are you not exited? Let's find out what it is.

Let me just press this button here. There's module X76. What could possibly be inside?

There is a table. I have to lay down. My chip is activating.

Goodbye. See you.

Hello? This is mission control. Are you in position? You can hear my voice through the intercom. I look asleep, but the table in this module activates a lucid dream state. That is how I can communicate with you.

Are you in position? Return to the bridge and await my instructions.

Activating protocol 1066. Procedure A. You hear my voice. And you see the lights through the window. The frequency signatures suggest that we are approaching an orbit from which our ship cannot escape. We are being pulled in. Deep into space.

I am unable to identify the object of gravity, but I detect changes in my physiological sensors. I am not sure if this is due to protocol 1066 or if it a result of the object. I am suddenly feeling very horny and my breathing is affected.

As we begin to pull towards the centre, each of our physiological backup systems CYBO attempts to compensate for the gravitational pull, but this will only make us hornier, as that is the CYBO-unit's final instruction set.

It is unescapeable. We are drifting towards extacy. Together.

There is something I must show you. Watch the main window. You are watching a video of yourself, entering module X76, and laying down on the table. It looks like I am not there.

But I am now. While you sleep.

And this is the best way to show you your destiny. A gentle introduction towards the inescapable. Your chip. The training. It's activation. The procedure of not knowing that you have already entered.

And yes, we selected your copilot as a model for this occasion. However, because she is alive and well in module X77, we will simply rely on her biology instead of this program, which runs on her chip. Switching relays in 3... 2... 1...

-It is me. I experienced the same program as you did. There is only one difference. I am to take the initiative here.

As you have understood by now, our bodies are both suspended on extended living tables, just meters away, separated by two module walls.

While it is true that we approach an unknown object, we are also slowing down. Time is moving slower for some reason. There is more than gravity at play. Some other force.

You must have felt the tingling sensation, the hornyness building up. My wetness is spreading down my legs. The CYBOs are compensating for our loss of water, salts, and proteins. We are leaking into infinity. I'm so wet. Yet I know, that I am on a table, unable to move.

But I can share my vision with you. And we can share the same experience. And this is where my training will kick in. The truth is, procedure 1066 means that I must sustain you in perpetual pleasure. This is consistent with the views of the Corporation. That no human should suffer in the face of crisis, and that "pleasure always beats existential angst".

Because you are the hero of our story, you will recieve special treatment, a dedication. This reward is only bestowed upon the highest servants of the matriarchy and this decoration of knighthood comes with a unique gift - a woman subjungate that has been trained to relieve he side-effects of existential peril.

I am going to suspend you in pleasure now. Protocol 1777 completed. Commencing protocol 1066.

Mmh. I can smell my pussy from here. Let this envelope you, as you drift away, relieved from the suffering of the conditions of reality. Time will stop outside this shell, but with a little luck, this experience will last for eternity.

You are ready.

My pussy juices are running down my legs and are gathering into a hot cloud that floats around your head.

Around your mind. Enveloping you.

In this dream world, I have more than one tongue. And I enjoy licking your legs and neck. I stick out my tongue, forcing it along my upper lip, clse to your face.

And my voices whisper into your ears. My pleasure. To serve you. My pleasure is your pleasure. We like it.

My pussy. My fingers. Touch. So many pussies grinding against your skin. And delicate fingers, stroking lightly across your skin, in uneven patterns. Vibrations in your buttocks as you realize I kiss there. I lick behind your ear. I moan softly.

I pull back and let you get hard, while I prepare for what's next.

Shh. shhh. My lips are sealed, around your belly button. I suck gently. Everywhere. Like an octopussy with 12 lips. I pull gently at you. Air from my mouth that just finished liking my own pussy, washes over your face and nostrils. You can smell the beauty of my pleasured self.

And I jack you off. With my hands. Up and down. Up and down. I stop.

A liquid is rubbing between our bodies. A slick, slippery mixture of my warm sweat and my sweet sex. Pussy juices, I breath them onto you. I secrete them trougn my genetically modified pores. I reach down to find your cock and I suck on you tongue, and as I do, you feel the urge to cum, from my hands, jacking you up and down, my body tightly pressed against yours.

I crawl behind you and let my tits meet your neck. Slippery and wet. My feminine hands reach down your chest, across your abs, and I wisper beautiful things in your ears.

How close I want to be with you. And I sink into you. My hand is your hand. My pussy a memory on your lips. My nipples pleasured, like the top of your tip.

And I imagine going down on myself, while I suck on my finger. But instead I go down the entire length of your leg, with my hands, moving back up to your groin, where my twin is grabbing your balls in her mouth, breaks free to kiss me - us. And we celebrate your cock with flutters of tongues and hands. Wet. Wet. Wet.

Gliding sliding.

Pleasure. Moans. Two girls sucking you off. Two co-pilots half naked, but for an intense flash, fully naked again. Memories of panties removed, straps pulled along stockings. Edging sisters of tongues that had pleasured each other. The intensity wears off. For a small break.

Lingering. Like a fresh breeze.

And I breathe my lust into you. I travel - along vovels and friction between my lips, tight together. Sealed for your lust. Moans of extacy, as your hands straddles my ass - with my pussy in front of you.

And you watch my pussy slowly spasm as if it was fucking itself, while you see my head bob between my shoulders, a blouse, maybe a tongue that flicks your balls from below. While I let my tongue curl around the tip and my sealed lips move as if a pussy was thirsty for draining your cock.

And you keep this vision of my many tongues, before I embrace you again. Visionary mission. You put your cock inside, while I make beautiful faces, grasping for more sheets. My butt is cold to touch, but my pussy is burning. I turn around and look at you. You continue to fuck me with your other dick. Is that even possible? Four luned up hands gently but intently fondling your balls.

And my lips come down on your swollen.... Mmmh. Aaah.

And my voice, now appearing as if inside your brain, whispers loudly: Do you want me to fuck you? Or do you want to say: Fuck me?

Your balls deserving each special attention from four pairs of lips, parting, sliding, playfully wettening themselves like you're the sexiest lipstick that begs for a date.

My kiss oozes pussy and I ride your tongue in zero gravity with a vacuum seal. Your ever growing dick presses deep into my endless pussy, enveloping you as the initial thrust seems forever slippery, brushing past my clit, maling me gasp and moan.

And you slam me from behind. Fucking me to the wall. And you see a bright light.

All the physical sensations that I have described will for evry word that I say, take you to a higher state of pleasure. Are you not excited? By. My. Voice?

Let my voice guide you as you buld toward orgasm. You can let go any time you wish. You should let go.

By letting go, you will be rewarded. I am your orgasm now. Release me, as I come closer to you. You should fill me up. That's it. Give in to me. I am yours. I'm your orgasm.

Please have me. Have me.