Astra Pt. 01

She got Jack up on the table and stripped him of his clothes, slowed by the spacesuit he wore, the damage to it around his stump of a hand as well. Her utility knife that sprung from within her hand, made short work of those problems.

She strapped him to the table and sighed, "Once we are 60km away from the wreck instigate the second jump. Medical Bay Records, add a record for the arrival of Captain Jack Travus Comfab ID Terra-AUS number 87391560229. Use his identification file in memory and upgrade it accordingly."

"Record height at 191cm and weight at a 100kg." Jada called out, "Core inject Adrenaline straight into his heart." That caused him to wake up. She held his forearms and crawled up on the table with him. She looked into his eyes, "You are alright. There was an accident and you are aboard a rescue ship. My, aren't you the handsome man."

Except for a weapon belt, she was naked. Jack looked at her in shock. He could not lift his head or feel anything but burning from his missing right hand. She slid down and took his cock into her mouth and started giving him a mind-blowing blowjob. Jack got hard immediately. All thoughts forgotten as this incredibly beautiful woman sucked on his cock.

She did not go for the quick kill, at least not initially. She changed tactics and brought him off. She slid down and went to the console and programmed it for flunitrazepam, the date rape drug of the twentieth century. The core injected him. Jack was out within seconds.

She sighed, "Remove records of drugs used so far. Ejaculation of 4.5ml, length at the time of ejaculation was 16.5cm with a girth of 11cm. Not bad for a start but we need to make some improvements. Increase testicle size by a factor of 7 and sperm reproduction rate by a factor of 9.

Then genetically alter his sperm regeneration rate to run at double and always on. Expand epididymis by a factor of 8. That should kick up the volume of his output sufficiently and keep him wanting the release of what those suckers build up. Now for 'her pleasure.' Decrease the number of nerve endings by 30% and increase the length to 19.1cm with a girth of 18cm. Not many women will want that in their ass, but we want him shoving it into every willing cunt he happens to find.

Now onto his injury. Right hand, wrist, and halfway up to his forearm. Normal replacement would be a Series 9054 limb replacement. However, as that did not appear to be sufficient from the last attempt, drastic measures will be taken. Attach the Drakor right hand, that will incorporate Drakor DNA into his system."

The ship shuddered as it jumped and she accessed the navigational array and smiled, "Put us into low orbit around Jupiter opposite side of the station construction. Then activate atmospheric miner feed to gather helium, hydrogen, and metallic hydrogen and refine it into separate storage containers. Funnel residue back to the planet. Alert when all tanks are full.

Now back to you Jack. Insert Series 3457 Cranial Implant with the modified source code. Cannot have him wasting any semen with self-gratification now, can we? Attach a dermal regeneration bracelet above the wound site and cover the new limb when complete. Now according to his medical file, his right eye is slightly weaker at 20/20 With his left being 20/15. So the right eye is the one we will removing as he is listed as right-handed as well.

Install a Series K843 Ocular implant that matches his current eye color precisely. Install a Series 847OSAB, Ovulation Stimulator with Adrenaline Booster and sync that with his cranial implant. That will keep him fucking and getting the little whores of this era pregnant. Add a Series Aus84 polycarbonate encoded voice synthesizer. Now give me procedure time and recovery time before he will wake please."

The core responded, "Procedure began, general anesthetic has been applied and anti-infection and anti-rejection agents should be applied. A Series 10045a Anti-rejection unit is recommended with limb replacement. Shall we add that to the list? Time for procured would be 5 hours, regardless of the additional implant as it would be installed consecutively with the cranial and adrenaline implants. Recover time of 2-3 hours."

She smiled, "It is Alien DNA you twit. It will work or it won't. Pumping more drugs into his system is not desired or required. Ensure the specs for all implants are stored in archived memory for reproduction if needed. Set sedatives so he will wake in 8 hours. Execute procedure."

She walked over to the system console, "With the exception of the harvesting and medical bays, set ship to low power mode. Use retro thrusters as needed to maintain altitude and adjust for drag." She stood there and went into a low power monitoring mode set for 6 hours.

She awoke and looked over at the new Jack. Black hair, piercing blue eyes, muscular but not over the top, and with a gorgeous semi-hard fat cock. "Fuck it, I am going to die soon. I might as well try it out."

She climbed back up on the table and took his cock into her mouth again. She got him hard while he was still under the effects of his anesthesia. She sat up and slid it slowly into her vaginal slot and moaned all the way down. She cooed out, "The size is perfect. Expected as I always do fantastic work."

She took him on a fast ride that went longer than she expected until he shot off 25 minutes later. She felt flooded inside.

She smiled, "Almost 30ml of semen in that load. High motility and Drakor DNA modifications were noted in 80% of the sperm." She slid off and sucked him back into her mouth and got him hard again. She slid him into her rectal slot and worked her way down after activating her anal slot lubricant. She got it all in.

She groaned out, "Oh yeah, that is tight! Fuck it!" She squeezed the shit out of his cock and took him on a ride for another 25 minutes. He moaned in his unconscious state and finally shot off. She sighed, "DNA up to 90% in that load and output was 27ml."

She sighed and leaned over him, "I have sucked you off and fucked you with every hole that I have. Yet you will never remember me."

She got up, "Clean up Jack and assign janitorial bots to follow me in case I leak." She chuckled maniacally. "My part is coming to a close."

She looked over, "Set main memory wipe of my actives and my presence in 2 minutes. Active Astra in 5 minutes and assign her as the new and only AI for the ship ever assigned, lucky do-gooder bitch. Set Jack Travus as the Captain and owner of the ship and it's contents in 4 minutes."

She crawled into the module and sealed the door, "Eject Jump and Weapon Automation unit from the ship in 30 seconds. Set destruct on the unit in 3.5 minutes. So long Jack, you're a terrific fuck now!"

Jada and the unit sailed rapidly away from the ship and into the lower atmosphere. The ship was quiet and then shook from the shock wave from the explosion. A slight rumble against the hull woke Jack early. He was still bound down and he looked around as much as he could, "Where am I? Is anyone there?"

He kept repeating that over and over. He noted he now had a slight Australian accent. It felt like forever but it had only been a minute before Astra came on-line. She stepped out of her hutch and looked over at the medical bed and automatically released all the restraints 'mentally to her core.'

Astra responded, "My apologies Captain Jack Travus. You were injured on your previous ship and rescued onto this ship. You now own this ship. Including me, I am Astra. That stands for Artificial Sentient Terraforming Robotic Automaton and I help to control internal ship functions. I am your advisor."

Not in Kansas Anymore.

Jack looked at the chipper and naked cheerleader type, "We don't have any AI units yet. At least none that remained stable. None that look human."

Astra smiled at him as they both stood there naked, "I can assure you when I come from, they do exist and when we are at, I am the only one."

He shook his head, "You mean WHERE we are at, not when. There goes the stable part."

She chuckled, "I am sorry I should have begun with the tutorial. The summary is this ship was built in the year 3080 at the Tau Ceti shipyard orbiting New-Terra-2, the second of 2 planets capable of supporting human life in the system; uncolonized but home to numerous space docks. It launched in August of 3081 on our mission with the assigned name of Excalibur.

It traveled back in time to the year 2684 near the location of your ship and rescued you as the only survivor of the ship. We then jumped to the year 2432. September 19th to be exact. Time is 0920 Captain. Are you ready for the mission briefing?"

He leaned back against the bed and tried to come to grips with what she said. "You look like a tawny-haired green-eyed goddess and talk to me like I am 10. Prove to me you are a robot."

She walked over and commanded one of her breast panels to open creating a tear in her skin. "Android but thank you for the compliment on my appearance." He stood there shocked as she walked over and grabbed a dermal regenerator and repaired her flawless skin as the panel closed. He subconsciously rubbed his head with his right hand and felt a weird sensation. He looked at his hand, "I lost my hand to plasma. The last thing I remember. You regrew my hand?"

She shook her head, "The Core System that is responsible for the medical bed repaired and upgraded you. Some DNA enhancements. Your right eye replaced. It will give you a targeting reticle if you are holding a ranged weapon. It will communicate with the processor in your brain and determine when and if you need to active your adrenalin boost unit for sex or other physical activity. You will never be short on adrenaline when needed.

That unit will cause ovulation in biological females of your species to aid in getting them pregnant. Your eye also has low light, infrared, and Advanced Air Displacement mode. The last one will allow you to see air flows in case you have a cloaked opponent, highly experimental and unreliable in any era.

Not likely needed in this era, but still, you have it as it came with that eye model. Finally, you have a voice synthesizer to make you sound Australian. Your current ID is from Australia, though the accent is deliberately muddled to show you have been away for a long time."

Jack looked over, "Say I believe you. I am still not certain about that. How did I get selected for this 'mission' and what is 'the mission?' Who selected me?"

She took a step back, "I am uncertain of the who as that is not in my records. As to why you were a Navy Chief who applied for Special Forces duty and got rejected. Rejected because of the psych evaluation. It concluded that if you were put into a rescue mission you might impregnate half the women if they were willing.

Also, any women in your unit. Diagnosis, Sex Addiction. You never received this information back. You applied after becoming Chief Engineer but the ship was destroyed hours later. This was also backed up by your 14 wives who tried to lay claim to your death benefits. You had 3 wives who had divorce papers waiting for your return as they had run into each other. With you dead, it did not matter. The courts were tied up for months on your case.

Polygamy was made legal in the year 2151, as you know after the great Nuclear War fiasco. It typically required all the partners to know each other at a minimum. The judge finally got fed up with it and divided the benefits out across all 14 wives, adjusted to a share and a half for those who had children."

She smiled, "You get an insurance policy for death benefits in this age, you should ensure it will cover how many wives you might have. Keep it up to date or I can help you with that."

He looked down as he felt a swelling sensation between his legs. He looked at her, "What did you do to my cock and balls?"

She smiled and took him to a terminal to show him the list of enhancements and upgrades. She then brought up the mission briefing which was text and audio-only as Jack sat there in shock.

"Jack,

We know we succeed in this test once, getting you there at least. But something went wrong and you failed in the primary goal. We only used robotic enhancements the first time with a minor tech upgrade. This time we have incorporated a DNA modification into the mix as well.

Your military service contract left that open as a possibility and we exercised the right. Your weapons proficiency, including swords, along with your ship knowledge allowed for this. Like last time, we set up an engineering challenge in order to get you familiarized with your new ship.

Succeed without the use of the blueprints from the ship's computer repository or Astra's assistance in the effort. Then you can keep the technology to patent yourself. We believe it would be extremely difficult, obviously, for that to occur.

Just consider it an incentive to learn about your new ship. You can, of course, forgo this and get the blueprints and Astra will aid you in putting the pieces together with the engineering fabricator. As to crew.

Only women you plan to impregnate repeatedly. Whether you marry them or not. Else married couples who are committed to each other. Your AI Guide Astra will see that that restriction gets adhered too. Including a required binding ironclad Non-Disclosure Agreement (NDA) for all who work aboard that ship.

As to the mission. You have been issued a time appropriate ID. Including Class 1 pilot, Class 1 navigation, Class 1 engineering, Class1 tactical rating, Class 2 communication rating, Class1 electrical engineer rating, and because we know of your fighter pilot certification, Class 1 instructor level certified. Listed for fighters to battleships pilots.

That must be upgraded as soon as practical but sometime after 3 days from now when it begins. This needs to be done at a Starbase or Starport. As there are only 6 Starbases orbiting Terra in that age, we recommend going to Terra-3. A lot of traders use that port and your cargo will make you an extremely wealthy man.

You are aboard the Excalibur, named after that famous mythical sword of course. She is a destroyer class ship that could easily best any military vessel they have, if not their entire fleet. However, that is not your goal or a part of the allowed mission parameters. A rogue ship might would one thing, the entire military is another.

The advanced tech is there to defend the repository first. Your wealth with attract quite a lot of female attention. Astra can help you to weed out the 'Gold Diggers' from the keepers. This mission will sound odd but you will act and work as a trader until a Terran colony mission heads to Tau Citi.

Astra will watch out for the announcements and your ship has an FLT drive that can get you there. We want you to escort that mission. The first mission to Tau Citi failed. Keep in mind your ship will be viewed as a high-end freighter and passenger vessel in port because most of your weapons are under hull plating until needed.

The set back of losing that first exploratory mission hampers the future. Now your DNA modification we would like to see a small amount of that spread through the population. Astra will see to this so you need not concern yourself with that aspect of things.

Good Luck Jack, and happy fucking."

Jack sat there and groaned, "What if I refuse?"

Astra looked at him, "I would be required to, due to my orders, launch a cyber-attack on humanity identifying this ship to the world and where it was from. Along with who will be the Captain of the ship. That will ensure in the next reiteration they know that the mission failed again.

Likely that your future self will die at birth or at least get a new name. Someone would hunt you or your parents down based upon the extensive file I would be required and forced to leak. I would then self-destruct the ship with you in it. You joined the Military and you gave them the rights.

I am here to assist in completing this mission one way or the other. I am programmed to avoid letting you do stupid things like activating the FTL drive while inside of a planetary gravity well in order to destroy the ship. Also setting a course to deliberately destroy me, unless the secondary protocol is initiated and you are going to die with me in the process."

Jack sighed, "Not much choice I see. I'll do it. Get to start over on wives. Yeah."

He said the last part sarcastically, but Astra ignored his tone. She knew he felt trapped about it but she had her orders. She walked over and grabbed his cock and held on tight. "I am here to help you. All three of my receptacles are at your disposal. Your new anatomy will start aching after a few days with no release.

Those are not modifications to you that I did, but I am here to see you are satisfied. Your Cerebral Implant will send a shock to you if you attempt to perform any self-gratification. The reason being is we want to capture as many of those little swimmers as we can and put that on the market. Part of my tasking.

It will be in demand when you get rich from selling your cargo. The sperm market was booming during this era. With your looks and business success, you could have hundreds of children. We know you were successful in this age based upon old Terran records. You got a great job lined up here. Please, don't blow it."

He chuckled as he started to get hard in her massaging hand. He looked over and kissed her full on the mouth and she felt human. He maneuvered her against the edge of the bed and she guided his cock into her vaginal opening. She purred and moaned as her pleasure sensors picked up the sensation.

He was not in a hurry and he noticed the sensation was dulled. He shrugged it off to the added girth and length and went to town banging into her sweet moist Fem-bot box. She wrapped both arms around his neck and leaned back on the bed. She wrapped one leg around him to urge him to go faster. Jack smiled inside and complied.

45 minutes into it he groans out, "Fuck, I'm coming."

She held him tight, "Pump it all in me, my Captain."

He blasted into her for what he felt like was forever. He could feel her cunt squeeze what remained in his cock out the end to capture it. As he slowly slid out of her. She smiled, "After processing, we got 32ml of semen from that load."

He looked at her, "What is normal?"

She smiled, "Your previous test results are in your medical file."

He looked at it in astonishment, "You took advantage of me while I was sedated?"

She giggled, "First it was testing of your new enhanced organ their 'Meat.' Second, I didn't do it. Another machine must have because there are no samples in the repository. I came on-line about a minute after you woke, based upon the security logs. Those only began about 2 minutes before you woke up. I would assume that the mission planners staged it that way."

He sighed, "Well I should be good for a while. Now, what is this engineering challenge?"

She smiled, "The ship is using life support, computers, gravity plating, retro thrusters, and other auxiliary systems on one power core. The ship had 2 but the second was destroyed with the Jump engine was ejected. Precaution to keep us from bouncing around in time.

All software on how to run it was also destroyed if it even existed on this ship. You have to bring another core online to power the main engines, and then a third eventually to power the FTL drive."

He looked at her, "How am I going to fuel this power core once it is built?"