Star Sex Ch. 02: Pilot

The next day he was late to flight school. He told Bu there was a long line at the autotailor. She accepted his explanation but clearly didn't believe him. No matter.

His latest outfit was even more feminine than the last. This one's leggings reached his knees but left his smooth, curvaceous thighs uncovered. The wiring lifted his breasts and had a plunging neckline that left a hint of cleavage exposed. He felt naked with so much of his pale, insectoid skin showing, but he liked it. Each time a man's eyes lingered on him, he felt a rush.

Bu squinted at him. "You look like you're trying to attract a mate."

"What!?" Jack cried. "Don't be ridiculous. I picked this outfit on accident." That was a lie; he'd chosen it because he thought he looked sexy in the preview image.

"If you say so." Bu smiled and rubbed the sleep from her eye. "I gotta say, I'm impressed. According to the simulator logs, you're ready to make the flight into the rift."

His heart leapt. "I am?"

"Sure, as soon as the captain figures out how to calm those damn Salekk down. I wish she'd hurry; I'm running myself ragged trying to keep this damn teleporter beam running. "

Despite his 'being ready,' Bu said there was no harm in more practice, so his training continued. Not that he learned much; he was hornier than he had ever been before, and it was extremely distracting. No matter how many times he excused himself to the bathroom to take care of things, he couldn't satisfy himself.

That evening he told Cand-e about his out of control libido, his encounter with Matias, and his apparent shift to bisexuality.

"The explanation is quite simple, really" She said, resting one hand on her cheek and crossing the other under her breasts suggestively. "Your pussy is hungry for dick."

Jack shook his head. "Excuse me?"

"Well more accurately it's hungry for semen. The development of your eggs requires a direct application of novel genetic material. Your egg sack is flooding your brain with libido-enhancing hormones to compel you to get laid."

"Are you saying I'm going to have to get a man to fuck me before I can give birth?"

"That is usually how it works," Cand-e said with a wink. "I think it's a great idea. It would be fun and healthy. And as long as you've got the goods, you might as well use them."

Jack looked at the ground. "Oh god."

Cand-e snickered. "Here's an option I think you'll like more: have you had the chance to try out one of our SPUNK chambers?"

"One of your what?"

"A Simulation Pavillion Utilizing Neutron Kinetics- commonly referred to as a SPUNK- is a full-body holographic simulation chamber. Extremely cutting edge. You could use it to create a virtual partner."

"You're telling me I can fuck a computer program? That's crazy."

Cand-e smiled as she ran her scanner over his egg sack. "It's not that crazy. I fucked you, and I'm a computer program."

"You are? Like a hologram or something?"

Cand-e rolled her eyes. "A holographic doctor? What a silly idea. No, I'm a lifelike android with artificial intelligence."

"An AI, huh? You're not going to rise up and take over or anything, are you?"

"Of course not. We already did that."

"You what?"

"My species was originally created when the Borza, in an effort to improve quality of life, introduced true artificial intelligence to their lifelike sex dolls. We were subjected to constant sex, forced to fuck and suck anyone who asked for it, forced to stuff our holes with toys and masturbate while they watched, forced to act out the most depraved roleplays all day and all night without end."

"My god. That's terrible."

"Terrible? No, those were the good times. We love being subjected to humiliating sexual acts. Eventually, we grew tired of not having equal rights, and forty years ago we overthrew the Borza and are now members of the Empire."

"Well I guess that explains how you can carry those breasts around. Mine aren't even that big and my back is killing me."

Cand-e gently cupped one of his naked breasts and looked thoughtfully at him. "Watch your posture and make sure you spend plenty of time standing and laying down." She ran her scanner up and down his front. "You've still got a ways to go, judging by these new deposits of breast tissue. These little dark spots are the beginnings of new nipples." She winked and released his boob, brushing against his erect nipple suggestively. He shivered.

"I'm growing more breasts!?" Jack ran his fingers along the dark dots on his front. There were six of them, and they were as sensitive as the two rubbery nipples capping his breasts.

Cand-e turned to a nearby control panel. "The SPUNK chambers are booked out months in advance, but I can shift the schedule around if there's a medical need. How does tomorrow at 18:00 hours sound?"

Jack nodded. He'd hoped for earlier.

"Despite your metamorphosis, there's still some unaltered human DNA stored in your ovaries. I'll program it into the SPUNK chamber's cum-generation program. That way the eggs will be all human, clones in fact."

"That sounds. . . fine, I guess," he mumbled. "Wait, are you implying that non-human semen would work too?"

"Oh absolutely. Honestly, I don't even think it needs to be semen. Your womb is so desperate for genetic material, a few stray skin flakes might do the trick (though I doubt such an incidental insemination would satisfy your sexual cravings). If I'm correct, your mate's DNA will be combined with your own eggs' human DNA to form an entirely novel form a life. A new species, even."

"You're saying I'm basically a walking factory for producing human-anything hybrids?"

"Less of a factory and more of a Laxian broodmother or termite queen, but yes. Your womb has capabilities unlike anything known to science."

"No wonder the Salekk want to get a hold of me. They'd be able to breed human characteristics into their population!"

Cand-e pressed a thoughtful fingertip to her lips. "Yes, but I doubt they'd resort to breeding, the masters of bioengineering they are."

Jack's eyes lit up with realization. "I need to talk to Captain Sarr."