PBP Game Colony Ship EXODUS: Search for New Home

Alicia Lane

Alicia sighed. "Well, mom's mostly alright, she comes and goes, and this is a 'go' week." She replied. Her mother had a severe case of depression when her father died on a scouting mission ten years ago, with her health becoming alarmingly bad. Since then, her condition stabilized and she had a normal life, but there were times her body slipped up and she had to spend a few days at the hospital.

"As for Sarah," Alicia continued. "She's doing okay, graduating the Academy this year and dealing with those wonderful teenage problems. I'm thinking about introducing her to the student who offered to paint me."

 

Blake Cain
My fingertip slips inside Veronica with a squish before it's gone, and she thrusts the air tryna keep me in place. My hand in her brown hair pulls her away from Gil. Her tongue is hot and curious, everywhere at once. I have to break away before I'm so hard I break the cup. My tie comes off and collar pops open so I can feel some air. Damn that feels good. Doesn't seem right we're wrapped up like chumps while she's gettin' off.

There's an idea. I'm a gentleman. The lady should pick.

"If you really can't wait to cum, you can cum here," I tell her. I get real close so she can hear me with Gil's lips on her neck. "But you've gotta walk back to your place naked. Deal?"

 

Dahlia and Michael

Michael picked up her tablet and loaded the app. He then pulled a small cord from the tablet and plugged it into the access panel on her back. She looked sexy naked and looking back at him over her shoulder. He would have to put her in doggy style latter and have her do that. He had never actually seen her sweat but he wondered how her body would look covered in sweat a long hard session of sex. Pretty damn hot, he was certain.

When she mentioned her warranty, Michael wanted to laugh but held it in.

"Don't worry my dear. I'm the one that runs diagnostics on the Bridge AH most of the time. Besides, you are part of the Zero series of Pleasure Workers, so your warranty is probably either long run out or close to it anyway."

From what Michael knew, all AH of the Zero series (The prototype 000 through 099) all looked incredibly human. Because of an outcry of people not liking the look, the 100 series were made to look more robotic. Only the face, tits, and ass all looked human, but the rest of the body was clear with glowing wires running through them and no hair. The 100 series didn't was rushed and buggy, so they were mostly scrapped or sold to private individuals. The current series, 200, had the same human look as the the Zero series, but their hair and fingernails all glowed. Some of them were custom made to have some veins running through the "Skin" that also glowed. While the 200 series was popular, many had come to prefer the Zero series over their other options.

Michael began his diagnostic and at first didn't see anything that would explain the changes in her. She had the anomalies he had seen before, but nothing was- Wait... There! One anomaly was connecting to the subroutines in her programming. He could see that her pleasure sensors had been enhanced, her reasoning was different, and several other things had changed as well. The anomaly was stopping her self-repair from making changes to her current settings that were attached to the anomaly. The anomaly was causing her to evolve. His theory was correct!

Michael relayed his findings to Dahlia and let her know that she was truly evolving. She was becoming more human.

 

Alicia Lane

Terry apologized for her mother and wished her well. He made a mental not to buy a card for her to wish her good health. He had met her mother a few times and liked the woman, but it had been some time since their last meeting. He decided it was a good idea to visit her in the hospital as well. Maybe even bring some flowers.

When Alicia mentioned the student who wanted to paint her again, Terry gave a bark of laughter. He thought about it a moment and realized that the only known artist in her class was Conner. So that was the one that wanted her? He had good taste, that was for sure.

"That might be a good idea. But I suggest you give his offer some serious thought. He is clearly infatuated with you, and if you hook your sister up with him, she might think you are just dumping him on her. If you at least let him paint you, then you could open the door to talking him into giving your sister a chance. In the meantime, you could talk him up to her as well and see if she is interested."

 

Alicia Lane

"Yeah, maybe you're right," Alicia chuckled. "The way Sarah is, she'll probably jump to that same conclusion. I'm not sure about the painting part but, I agree that talking him up to her might be the best way of easing Sarah into it."

She looked up at the digital panel displaying the floor numbers before it occurred to her to ask Terry something that started bugging her ever since they left the club.

The blonde teacher then turned to her friend with a smirk on her features. "So, Mr. Hill," She drawled, making a pause to let him look back at her. "That thing at the club couldn't have been completely random. Care to tell me why you decided to make a move on me, now of all times?"

 

Blake Cain

(Decided this was a good place to roll for her response. This is a big decision for her and it could easily effect what happens next.)

(Rolling a D20. Anything above ten she will agree. 20 she will agree and be willing to take whatever you want to give her for the rest of the night no matter how crazy. 10 and under she will say now and just be frustrated until reaching her place. 1 and she will end the night here. Rolling now: 14)

Veronica was caught off guard by Cain's choice. She was a bit of a slut and her neighbors knew it but.... This was new even for her. But it strangely, it turned her on even more. If she walked home naked who knows what could come of it later. She gave a naughty grin and immediately stripped off her cloths.

Veronica had a D cup that was just on the small side of the cup size. Her ass was definitely nice. Perhaps not as nice as Alicia's, but it still easily caught the eyes of most men she passed.

"Ok boys, I've keeping up my end, now its your turn."

 

Alicia Lane

With the at least somewhat agreement from Alicia, Terry gave a chuckle and said he was glad he could offer her some advice. He hoped she took the kid up on his offer. Alicia had the looks to be a model and Terry had no doubt that a painting of her could easily bring in loads of spectators and a lot of money if sold.

Her question was a little surprising to him. They had flirted in the past and he thought it was pretty obvious that he was one of her admirers. She was a beauty and constantly had men approaching her.

"To be honest, I've always found you very attractive. I've known you for years and you are a great friend. Because of that our flirting has always been fun and usually light hearted but, today watching you dance with Gilliam pushed me over the edge a bit I think. I guess it finally gave me that last push to try seriously for something to happen. You were just so beautiful and sexy that I couldn't resist it anymore. So what made you decide to actually give me this chance?"

 

Dahlia and Michael

The briefest of smiles flitted away as Michael responded to her warranty statement. It had been preprogrammed long ago to say to those who had never been cleared by the corporation to operate on AHs, but she knew her trust was not misplaced in either his skill or intentions. Michael cared for her.

The click of the transfer cable into her back sent a slight shudder through her. Everything had been enhanced apparently, even sensors on a standard access panel. With herself exposed, the vulnerability and intimacy of it all overcame her. She was baring the android equivalent of her soul to him, and he confidently and capably handled it. The full diagnostic seeped through her, eliciting low groan from her throat.

Seeing him over her shoulder conjured their time three weeks previously, his pulse in her mouth as he came. She remembered no pleasure on her part and no reactions in her neural networks, but now that memory created nothing but a building curiosity and anticipation. Her orgasm was glorious, and for him to have the same experience at her hands as she fully sensed his release would be equally as beautiful. Enjoying each other and bringing about their mutual desire and pleasure. It must be amazing.

Her pussy dripped at the thought and her oral secretions worked overtime. If she had blood, she knew she would have a full-body flush. She almost missed Michael's excited news about her evolution.

Evolution. She twiddled the word in her brain. She was... changing? Adapting? Becoming... more like a human? The 000 series already highly resembled humans; did their programming push them into an artificial intelligence similar to theirs? She held his gaze, thoughts flying as fast as she could process, then everything ceased. Her tablet blinked with a red "ERROR" message.

"Michael, IIIII am scared." She closed her arms around her chest. "What does thiiis mean? Could the corporation want to repair me manually? I do not wish to be recalled or reset. I do not wish baaad things to happen to you because of me."

 

Dahlia and Michael

Michael saw her looking so frail and vulnerable. Afraid not only for herself, but for him. She was a wonderful and amazing woman.

"Dahlia, This anomaly of yours is something that has been documented before by your creators and people like me who have worked on you. I can probably do something about your speech problem if you want. I can simply patch a self-repair routine in that could keep your current evolution but repair the things that are not getting repaired now. It looks like the anomaly is currently working on this anyway, but just at a slower rate. It will probably be fixed in the next twenty-four hours or so. But since it is known that this anomaly, could have unknown affects, your creators have basically taken a "Wait and see" attitude towards it."

Michael took her into his arms and held her close to him, running his hands through her hair. If she wished for him to go ahead with the patch, he would, but otherwise he would just hold her for a moment before letting her close up the panel. When she was done, he would hold her again and give her a deep, loving kiss.

"I swear, no matter what happens I will stay by your side and help you as best I can."

 

Alicia Lane

Alicia grinned. "Well, I've always enjoyed our friendly flirting, but I guess that tiny little detail, us being friends, stopped me from really considering it," She revealed. "Then today at the club, those songs and the way you were dancing with Vee planted the seed in my head. When you actually pulled me to you, and your little friend poked me, I knew I was gone."

She then looked up at Terry, the emotions of opening up to him running high through her body. "I swear I've never thought I'd find myself sucking someone off in a deserted hallway, where anyone could find us." Her pink tongue darted out to lick her upper lip.

 

Terry was glad to hear her own little confession. It made him feel better about how this night was going. Then when she mentioned sucking him off in the hallway, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yeah, that was kind of a first for me to," he admitted. Then he stepped up and pushed her gently against the side of the corridor and told her "But I did enjoy it a lot. It really made the whole situation hotter. Though that might have just been because it was you." Then he gave her a passionate kiss before asking her how close they were to her place. It really had been a while since he had been to her place.

 

Alicia Lane

Alicia's lips tingled at his kiss, making her wonder if she wasn't investing herself too much on that hook-up. She lazily flicked her tongue against his, feeling the heat of his body encompassing her.

When they came apart for air and Terry asked her where her place was, Alicia felt like a fool. She was so absorbed into their conversation that she had actually missed her door. "Gods, I'm sorry, I wasn't looking!"

As Terry laughed merrily at her mistake, she took him back to her door and opened it. The inside of her home wasn't too big, it had a living room with a kitchen and four doors that led to rooms owned by the three women living in the house and a bathroom.

"Sarah! Are you awake?" Alicia inquired.

 

Blake Cain
Fuck, this girl is wet! Gil and I have her pinned against the elevator wall with legs spread. I'm fuckin' her with two fingers, arm drenched in pussy juice to the elbow. Gil rubs her clit and flicks it every so often. She kicks out, but even if she wanted to go anywhere she couldn't get past us. We promised to get her off and that's what's gonna happen.

I pull out of her pussy and sniff my fingers. It's a spicy, musky smell that makes my head spin. I hold them up to her face so she can smell it too. Meanwhile Gil's got his fingers in her, the heel of his hand mashed on her clit. With my dry hand I unbutton my shirt all the way. I need to fuck this girl. Please let us reach her floor soon.

 

Alicia Lane

Terry followed Alicia into her house, chuckling happily at the woman's mistake. Before they got too far in, Alicia had yelled for her sister. The girl came in, wearing a set of pajamas that were probably meant for someone a little older and with a boyfriend as it showed off a good amount of cleavage. Sarah yawned and stretched, giving Terry a good few of her body, but the man was nice enough to avert his gaze. He gave a slight cough and Sarah stopped in her tracks before giving a yelp and putting her arms over her chest.

"Ah, um... Hi sis! So who is your friend?"

Sarah was blushing and the color was reaching all the way up to her ears. She gave Alicia a nervous look before her eyes darted back to Terry who was chuckling again. Alicia and Sarah shared a lot of features, so the girl was already very good looking for her age and would probably be a beauty in a few years as well.

 

Blake Cain

They are one floor below hers when Veronica's legs give out and she screams through a hard orgasm. She grabs onto Cain's shoulders to keep herself from falling to the floor. With her face against his chest, she starts kissing and licking at his bare flesh.

When the elevator dings on her floor, Veronica gives a half grin as she picks up her cloths and tosses them to Gilliam. Her legs are still a little wobbly, but the naked woman does her best to sashay out of the elevator ahead of the men, giving them a good look at her ass as she leads them to her place. Her legs and pussy are still drenched in her cum and the light of the corridor gives her legs a nice sheen.

(Contemplating a dice roll to see if you guys are caught... Could have interesting side effects.)

 

Alicia Lane

Alicia felt a bit frustrated as she saw her sister was awake, as it meant she wouldn't be able to fuck Terry, unless Sarah went back to sleep soon.

However, it was no use crying over spilt milk, she decided. "This is Terry Hill, an old friend, he also teaches at the Academy," She said. "Terry, as you may have guessed, this my younger sister, Sarah Lane."

After Sarah and Terry exchanged greetings, Alicia shot a meaningful glance to her friend and turned back to her sister. "So, sis, aren't you asleep anymore?"

 

Alicia Lane

(Decided to play this on a dice roll. Under Ten and under she stays up. Over ten, she goes back to sleep. 20 might earn a surprise if I can come up with one. Rolling now: 20! I'll try to come up with something...)

Sarah glanced at Terry and then blushed again as she looked back to her sister.

"I was asleep, but I got thirsty. I was going to get a drink and head back to bed. It was nice meeting you Terry. Goodnight sis!"

Sarah ran into the kitchen and quickly got a drink before heading back to bed. She cast one more glance back at Alicia and Terry before gently closing the door behind her.

Terry came up behind Alicia and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him and nuzzling her hair. One of his hands strayed to her breast to tease her as he whispered in her ear.

"So where do you want it? Here? Your room? Maybe we should take a shower together?" He nibbled playfully at her ear as he wondered what she would say.

 

Alicia Lane

Alicia purred as she felt Terry's hand caressing her breast and heard his question. Now that she was at home and Sarah was safe at her room, she wasn't in a hurry. "Let's start here and see what happens."

She then led a seemingly satisfied Terry to the couch and climbed over his lap, straddling him.

The blonde teacher smiled at the look of awe on her friend's face as she leaned down and kissed him softly, his hands now resting on her ass.

 

Blake Cain
Veronica looks delicious from behind. Her ass twists with every step. Her thighs drip cum and sweat. If Gil weren't here I wouldn't wait, I'd fuck her against the front door. Not even hers. Whichever front door was closest.

I catch up to her and take a handful of ass, "To make sure you don't fall again." It's firm, muscular, and I massage it while we walk. She must be real proud of her body, and why wouldn't she be, because she struts down the corridor like a model. Ass bouncing, hair flying, not giving a fuck if someone might see her. Yep, I almost regret having to share her with Gil. It'll be worth it once we're inside, I tell myself. It'll be worth it.

Gil shoots us a look, the only one with all his clothes on. I throw my shirt on, unbuttoned. With the lights dimming for the night cycle it'll look fine from a distance. Anyone comes up, I'll whip out my badge and make something up. I give her ass a squeeze. "How much farther?"

 

Dahlia and Michael

Dahlia had a quick argument with her self-repair, confirming Michael's analysis. With a nod, she told Michael could disconnect. She swiped her back, and her panel sealed.

"My self-repair will correct my vocalizer issue, there is no neeed." She paused, conscious contsining her buzz. Slowly, she continued. "Besides, my first client for this afternoon may enjoy it."

As Michael showed his tenderness, she rolled her head into his palm, relishing the sensation. He lifted her chin, and Dahlia melted nto his kiss, swimming into its beauty. She knew she would be safe with him, letting her comprehend and adapt to her growing new mental state while encouraging her evolution. She could set the pace, and he would oblige. Her sweet Michael who treated her so well.

Her. Singular third-person pronoun possessive. Denotes attachment and agency on part of the possessor. She liked that the fact that something could be hers, like a love for another person. She wondered what dinner and a movie would really be like...

She molded herself to him again, pressing her nude form to him. She stroked his hair in response and broke the kiss. "Michael, I know you are here for me and my well-being, but are you sure there's nothing I can do for you? It is banal and 'cliché' as they say, but IIII would like to thank you, and we still have time."