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Story title : A Girl and Her Robot, Part 2
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A Girl and Her Robot, Part 2
by Sakka (sakka66@aol.com)
***
For Clovis Arbuckle--an android pretending to be a human
being, so he could serve in the Galaxy Scout Service--
the last few weeks had been torture. His commanding
officer, and lone companion on the mail courier
"Gazelle"--32-year old Galina Barding--appeared
sympathetic to his wishes, but she still wanted a
qualified cyberneticist to check him out.
Thus, when the "Gazelle" landed at the scout base on the
heavily-populated planet Morioka, Galina made an
appointment with Technical Branch specialist Kye Irving.
9 years older than Galina--and 21 years older than
Clovis--Kye was a former hacker who had found a slightly
more lawful life in the Scout Service. Balding, he
looked older than he was, and appeared vaguely seedy in
his dirty jumpsuit. In comparison, Galina--wearing a
mostly regulation uniform, with a short skirt and high-
heeled sandals to show off her bare legs--felt
distinctly overdressed.
"Good to see you, Galina," Kye said. "I was just taking
apart a Class II android when you called."
Galina nodded; a class II android would look human
externally, but--unlike Clovis--lack the spark of true
intelligence.
"Well, this is Clovis," Galina said.
"I can't help but notice," Kye said, "he doesn't have a
registry stamp on his temple."
"He's pretending to be human," Galina explained.
"That's why I need your help."
Kye nodded, mulling something over.
"You better wait outside, Clovis," Kye said. "I've got
to talk to your captain."
"All right..." Clovis said, nervously.
Alone with Galina--in a workshop full of partly
disassembled androids--Kye moved to sit down at his
desk, while Galina sat in another chair nearby.
Although Kye was a little odd, she had let him fuck her
once--like she had a lot of men--and the shapely blonde
could almost feel his gaze running up and down her body.
"This is quite a collection you've got," Galina said,
diverting his attention by glancing around his workshop.
"You have any Class I androids...?"
"Like Clovis? Not hardly. These are all Class II
androids--semi-intelligent. We used to used to use
these for bomb disposal and work like that, but now
they're getting a lot more work as personal couriers,
delivering diplomatic packets and such."
"Seems like trivial work for a robot."
"Not really. Not after a sniper killed a couple of our
real couriers on Beloeil."
"That's where we're going next," Galina said.
"Beloeil." Kye's eyebrow twitched, slightly.
"No kidding. That's a dangerous place, right on the
border with the Outworld Coalition."
"Well, we're due there in three weeks; we're carrying
parcels and e-mail for the Scout base. That is--if you
don't turn us in to the authorities."
Kye smiled.
"I think you've done enough favors for me in the past,"
Kye said; "you don't have to worry about that. Still,
harboring a rogue robot is a felony--and we've got MP's
from the Galaxy Fleet patrolling the base here."
"I know."
"And, you know, even if Clovis had a registry stamp on
his temple, he still couldn't be in the Service."
"I know that, too."
"So what's the big deal about him being in the Service?"
"It's a long story," Galina said, crossing her legs,
"but, basically, he was constructed by Milton
Arbuckle..."
"--THE Milton Arbuckle?" Kye interrupted.
"...yes, the billionaire inventor--as a replacement for
his dead son--but his creator rejected him when he
realized he still wasn't human. He was actually raised
by a housemaid, and I think he absorbed a sense of duty
from her. When the war started, he pretended to be a
human so he could join up, and he got by the scanners
because he's so well built."
"I'll bet," Kye said, giving Galina a wry glance; "you
fuck him?"
"Yes."
"So he's fully functional?"
"Yes," Galina said, "although I fail to see what THAT
has to do with anything..."
"Well, I guess I ought to ask: what exactly do you want
from me?"
"I want to know," Galina said, "if Clovis is safe to
have as a crew member. He's a great guy--and I'd like
to keep his secret if I can--but I don't want him going
bughouse someday because of a system error."
Kye sat back in his seat, appearing to think deeply.
"That's tricky. You realize, I DO have a legal
responsibility to report him as a robot."
"And," Galina replied, "you're not above selling
contraband and smuggled goods. I recall you having a
'gray area' where the law is concerned."
"I'm just saying...I could use a little inducement..."
Galina nodded, grinning with understanding. She was
just a few meters away from him, so she gave him a sly
glance and slipped down in her seat, lifting her right
foot to his crotch and rubbing his cock through his
jumpsuit with the sole of her sandal.
"Oh, kinky..." Kye said, clearly aroused by the
proximity of her spike heel to his balls. He soon had a
hard-on and pulled down the zipper of his jumpsuit to
free his penis--simultaneously peeling the garment off
his arms and torso. Gratified, Galina continued teasing
him with the tip of her sandal and her bare toes, until
Kye finally reached out to unfasten her ankle strap and
slip off her shoe; then--to Galina's surprise--he
grasped her foot with one hand and began stroking his
cock against the slightly wrinkled flesh of her sole
with the other, oozing pre-cum from his swollen cock-
head.
"That does feel nice," Galina admitted, taking over the
stroking of his cock with her foot; pushing the drooling
shaft up against his stomach with her toes, Galina could
feel he was plenty hard, and she enjoyed the warmth of
the stiff cock as she brought him closer to a climax.
Considering what she was asking from him, though, she
figured a foot job really wasn't sufficient; finally,
then, she drew her foot back and slid off the chair to
kneel before him.
With her hand on his cock, she stroked him up and down
for several seconds, then finally leaned forward to take
his penis in her mouth.
"Oh, baby," Kye moaned, closing his eyes and leaning
back in his chair, "that's it..."
It was a little raunchy--Galina could tell Kye hadn't
taken a bath for several days--but she realized that she
really did care about Clovis, and was willing to make
this sacrifice for his happiness and well-being. Still
fully dressed before the half-naked technician, she was
determined to give Kye the best blowjob of his life, and
sucked the head tenderly with her lips and tongue--
feeling Kye drool his pre-cum in her mouth--before going
down on him properly, making slurping, sucking noises as
she took a third of the cock in her mouth, then a half,
then three-quarters...
"Oh, fuck, that's good...!" Kye said, holding Galina's
head.
Galina just kept on sucking though, cradling the shaft
between her tongue and hard palate. Soon, she could
feel his arousal rising-- he started to thrust at her
with his hips, and his cock began to pulse--but she
slowed her pace to prolong his pleasure. Finally,
though, she glanced up at him with her hazel eyes--well
aware she was endearingly cute with his cock almost up
to his balls in her mouth--and she could tell she was
taking him over the edge.
Amazingly, she could feel his cock throbbing in her
mouth-- and cum pulsing through the piss-tube in the
tender underside of his shaft--yet she kept on sucking
even as he came, squirting a spurting jet of semen
directly into her mouth. Gulping it down, she felt
another gush squirt into her mouth--then another, and
another--but still she kept on sucking, trying to gulp
that down as well. Ultimately, he shot more cum than
she could swallow readily, so she finally lifted her
head off his cock--with cum and saliva drooling from her
lips--so she could gulp down the rest of his gooey
spunk.
"Oh, man..." Kye said, looking at Galina as she looked
back at him--trying her best to look cute with cum
drooling out of her mouth, "you've definitely got a
second career ahead of you...doing porno."
"So," Galina said--pausing to lick the slimy sperm from
her lips-- "will you help Clovis?"
"Yeah, sure. There's some tests I can do, that will
show if he's got a stable AP."
"AP?"
"Artificial Personality," Kye said, reaching for a
towel; "here, wipe yourself off."
* * *
A few minutes later, it was Galina's turn to wait
outside while Kye went about his business with Clovis.
Since the workshop was near the docks adjacent to the
civilian starport, there weren't many people around, but
Galina felt her heart skip a beat whenever an MP walked
by. Unlike the regular Scouts, the Military Fleet
worked for the Galaxy Fleet--exalted big brother to the
Galaxy Scout Service--and they had a much more hard-
nosed opinion about the law.
Eventually, though--a half-hour later--Kye invited
Galina back in. Clovis, he reported, was quite stable,
with a highly functional human personality, capable of
normal emotional growth and maturation.
"Thank you," Galina said, kissing Kye--despite herself.
"No, thank YOU," Kye replied, giving her a wink.
"What was that about?" Clovis asked her, later, as they
headed back toward their ship.
"Oh, nothing. I...gave him a little blow job."
"Oh, Galina..."
"It's okay; you do so much for me, I figure I owed you.
I forgot to ask, though--did Kye make you do anything
weird?"
"Actually, I don't remember anything."
Galina shrugged.
"Well, listen," Galina said, as their ship came in
sight, "you go back and prep the ship for launch. I've
got another appointment to keep, at the Scout Clinic."
"Are you sick?"
"No," Galina said, looking aside with mild
embarrassment. "I have to get a new birth control
implant. I got my last one 5 years ago, and I'm
probably overdue for a new one."
"Oh, my goodness," Clovis said; "what if Kye wanted to
fuck you?"
"I had a condom," Galina said, pulling a sealed packet
out of her skirt pocket, "just in case."
"Well," Clovis observed, "at least you don't have to
worry about that with me."
"That's true," Galina said; "and it's a good thing, too.
It takes about a month for a new implant to start
working."
"So you're glad you have me?" Clovis teased her.
"Damn right," Galina said, reaching up to kiss him;
"I'm going to want to fuck you, the minute I get back."
* * *
Galina was true to her word. Two hours later, she
clopped aboard in her high heels to find Clovis--
completely naked--in the airlock. She actually burst
out laughing, then fell into his arms. Slowly, the big
muscular android slipped off her clothes-- dropping her
tunic and skirt onto the floor first, then her bra and
panties.
Now nearly naked herself, Galina then stood on her tip-
toes in her sandals to kiss him--sucking at his lips and
tongue, even as he sucked at hers--and she was actually
a little startled when she felt him slip his drooling
cock-head right into the mouth of her pussy. Then--even
as he thrust into her belly, splitting open her
clutching pussy muscles--he grasped her by her buttocks
and lifted her upward, so her toes were just grazing the
deck.
"I can't believe," Galina said, lifting her legs to wrap
them around his back; "I just taught you how to fuck a
few months ago."
Clovis replied by walking Galina--skewered on his penis-
-up to the airlock interior hatch. Then--with her back
against the hatch--he started fucking her fast and deep.
"Unph--! Oh, fuck...! Yes--!"
Clovis smiled, well aware of his prowess; even if Galina
was his superior, at the moment she was just a horny
bitch happily getting stuffed. Hooking her sandal-shod
feet behind his back, she laced her fingers behind his
neck and hung on happily as his super-hard cock slammed
her tightly-clutching hole.
"Maybe I should pull out," Clovis teased her, banging
her up against the hatch; "I don't want to get you
pregnant..."
"Oh, you..." Galina said, looking him in the eye--even
as his balls slapped against her ass, and his cock-head
jabbed against her womb--...fuck me! Fuck me full of
your sperm--!"
Designed with the normal physical limitations of a human
male, Clovis didn't last long after that. A few seconds
later, his cock began to throb with pleasure, and Galina
felt the first delicious spurt of semen squirt into her
belly.
"Oh, yes--!" Galina cried, milking the cock with her
pussy, and enjoying a smoldering climax of her own;
"fuck me! Fill me!"
Clovis did his best, continuing to thrust in as deep as
he could, and pumping gush after gush of his cum into
her hole. Eventually, his creamy-hot spunk filled her
up so full that some began to overflow their point of
contact--where her labia were stretched taut around the
penetrating base of his cock--and drool down the bottoms
of her thighs.
"Android cum..." Galina purred, resting her head on
Clovis' shoulder; "what did you say that was made of?"
"Mostly water, and recovered protein from food
products."
"So, your little swimmers aren't wriggling away inside
me, trying to knock me up?"
Hearing her talk that way, Clovis gave her several more
hard thrusts--knocking her back and buttocks into the
hatch, and churning up the cream in her slit.
Then, finally, he lowered her legs--letting her regain
her balance on her high heels--and pulled out.
"Oh, that was good," Galina said--dropping to her left
knee to loosen her ankle strap, and letting Clovis' cum
stream down the inside of her thigh. Standing back up
again, she then loosened the other strap and kicked off
both her shoes.
"We probably better launch the ship," she said, running
her hand over Clovis' firm stomach; "then we can fuck
some more."
Clovis endorsed that suggestion, and it would not be
their last fuck that day. Putting on some minimal
clothing--shorts and a bikini top--Galina slid into the
pilot's couch and lifted off, steering the ship toward
H-point, where she could activate her hyperdrive. Then-
-with Clovis stationed in the topside laser turret--she
sent the ship hurtling on to its next destination, and
was free to return to fucking her partner.
"This is my favorite position," she said, impaling
herself on Clovis' cock while he lay on her bunk.
"I thought you liked it from behind best," Clovis noted.
"Never contradict your partner," Galina chided him,
tucking her bare feet underneath his thighs and grinding
her hips into his crotch; "people say all kinds of
stupid stuff in bed."
"Oh, Captain...I think I'm gonna cum...!"
"That's it," Galina murmured, watching Clovis watch her
breasts bounce up and down on her chest; "fill me
up...fill my tummy with cum--!"
Grunting, and straining, Clovis strove to oblige a
moment later, fucking another deep thrust into Galina's
belly, and squirting still more of his cum into her
pussy.
"I need more..." Galina whined, feeling him finally
start to go soft in her vagina.
"Give me a minute here," Clovis replied.
A few minutes later--with help from Galina's lips and
tongue on his shaft--he was hard again, and they
switched to the rear-entry position Clovis knew to be
her real favorite. Kneeling behind her on the side of
the bunk, he slipped his penis very deep inside her
pussy, then happily held her hips and started slamming
his own hips into her quivering buttocks. She came--
shuddering and crying as her pussy began to spasm--but
that just made Clovis pump her harder, slapping her
labia with his balls and punching her womb with his
cock. Finally, it was all he could take, and he
squirted yet another load of hot, syrupy cum deep inside
her cunt.
//I almost wish you could get me pregnant,// Galina
thought, resting her head on her arm to look back at
Clovis--and squeezing his cock in her pussy--//we could
make lots of little robots together...//
* * *
The next morning, Galina woke with a yawn, glanced at
her sleeping partner and--still naked--padded into the
head. Idly--while she drained her bladder--she wondered
why Dr. Arbuckle had designed him to sleep, but she
finally put it down to the inventor's wish to truly
recreate his son.
Then she stood--letting the toilet autoflush--and noted
a curious message from the urine sampler.
CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE PREGNANT. PER GSS REG. 1228P,
OBTAIN MEDICAL ASSISTANCE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
Although she felt her heart leap in her chest, her brain
didn't fully register the meaning of the words until a
moment later.
"What the fuck?" she muttered, glancing back at Clovis,
then staring at the screen; "what--? How--?"
* * *
Embarrassed, and confused, Galina didn't tell Clovis
about her little secret--but she didn't ask him for sex
much after that, either. With a hand-held medical
scanner, she confirmed her condition--a fertilized egg
had been implanted in her womb by their next fueling
stop, 10 days later--and she finally decided she had to
know if Clovis really could be the father. Trying to
act nonchalant, she gave him a blow job, then--after he
came--held some of the cum in her mouth until she could
get to the sickbay and spit it into a petri dish
Under a microscope, she saw that it was human semen,
chock full of highly-motile spermatozoa.
"Captain," Clovis said later, "what do you know about
Beloeil?"
"Our next destination? Well, it's pretty lawless, once
you get outside the starport. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. It's just, I've heard about this place
called 'Kitty's Den'--in the red light district--and I
was thinking about stopping by there."
Galina looked at Clovis with concern.
"You never struck me as the brothel type; are you sure
you're feeling all right?"
"I think so..."
"Well, it is peculiar. Is it because we haven't been
fucking enough?"
"Oh, no, of course not. I know you're very busy."
Galina wasn't sure what to make of all that, but now the
germ of an idea was starting to grow in her head. When
the ship finally fell out of hyperspace at Beloeil--a
week later--she secretly contacted the Galaxy Fleet
Military Police, and arranged a little experiment...
* * *
Ostensibly, the "Gazelle" would only be on Beloeil for a
couple of hours--offloading mail and parcels, and taking
on cargo for the Galaxy Fleet forces at the front--but
Galina was not surprised when Clovis made an excuse to
get away and look at the sights. Unknown to him, two
plain-clothes agents from Galaxy Fleet Security were on
his tail, and planted a miniature microphone on his body
during a brush-contact on the street. Following Clovis-
- discreetly--they also monitored his speech as he
entered Kitty's Den, a legal brothel. They listened as
he asked for Aya Romanova--a class-I android prostitute-
-then startled both the robot, and her hapless john,
when they moved in to arrest them.
It was not until four weeks later--during which time he
was held in cryo-stasis--that Clovis finally saw Galina
again. When he saw her being escorted into his cell by
Admiral Hugo Dubrovsky--chief of Galaxy Fleet Security
for the sector--he feared that she had been arrested
too, presumably for conspiring to hide his identity as a
robot. However, Karina was not under arrest, and it
soon became clear to Clovis that Galina had been
cooperating with the admiral.
"Galina," Clovis said, "what happened to me? Why am I
being held here?"
"It's a little hard to explain," Galina said, deferring
to the admiral. "Admiral Dubrovsky?"
"Well you see, android," Dubrovsky said, "it's like
this; when you were on Morioka, you were implanted with
subconscious instructions to search for a specific woman
here on this planet. That woman was Aya Romanova--a spy
working for the Outworld Coalition."
"What? How did that happen?"
"Probably," Dubrovsky said, "this Kye Irving--whom
Galina says you met on Morioka--brainwashed you while
you were alone in his workshop."
"I don't get it," Clovis said, glancing at Galina, "I
don't know any state secrets to give any spy..."
"You didn't have to," the admiral continued. "The data
you had was encoded in the DNA of the sperm you would've
injected into the prostitute Romanova--if we hadn't
caught you in the act."
"Wait a minute--I'm an android. I don't have any
sperm!"
"Actually, you do. When we raided his workshop, we
found Irving had a 100-liter drum of his own semen--
which he must have grown by cloning--which he inserted
into tanks in his androids. Those androids then made
the trip to Beloeil and unloaded the sperm in the
android Romanova, who then carried it by hypershuttle to
her contacts in the Coalition.
"Apparently--since Irving knew you and Captain Barding
were heading to Beloeil yourself--he figured he could
save himself some work and just have you deliver the
next load."
"Incredible!"
"Right," Galina said. "I always knew Kye was shifty,
but I didn't realize he was shifty enough to be a spy
for the enemy."
"His mistake," Dubrovsky said, "was that your mind is
more complex than the minds of the robots he was used to
working with. Luckily, you dropped a clue about your
mission that Captain Barding picked up, and she
contacted us."
"So," Clovis said to Galina, "I guess it's pretty
obvious, they know I'm a robot now."
"Yes, they know you're an illegal robot."
"So I won't be able to serve in the Service after all."
"I don't know about that," Dubrovsky said. "Scout
Command was very pleased about your part in breaking up
the spy ring. Assuming you two can keep your noses
clean, I understand the Service would be willing to let
you stay on--under the supervision of Captain Barding."
"What about...what I did? Wouldn't I be untrustworthy?"
"Actually, our technicians already checked your brain
out, and removed the brainwashing of Mr. Irving. As far
as we can tell, you're just as sane as any other
android, now."
"How wonderful for me," Clovis said. "I assume I'd have
to wear the registry stamp on my temple."
"Yes," the admiral said; "technically, you'd be Captain
Barding's property."
"But I was emancipated by my builder. I'm a free
android."
"Not," the admiral replied, "if you want to serve in the
fleet. If you survive, you can muster out as a free
android when the war is over."
Sad--but seemingly resigned to his fate--Clovis looked
at Galina.
"I did sign up for the duration," he said. "I guess I
COULD be your property..."
"Oh, Clovis..." Galina said.
"Well, I'll leave you two to talk it over," the admiral
said, turning to go. "Captain Barding said there was
something she wanted to tell you in private."
"You've got ANOTHER secret?" Clovis asked her, once they
were alone.
"Yes," Galina said. "I'm eight weeks pregnant."
Clovis was surprised, and confused.
"How?"
"The sperm you shot in me--Kye's sperm--made me
pregnant."
"Oh my goodness," Clovis said. "Captain, I'm so sorry--
I had no idea..."
"I know," Galina said. "I wanted you to know that I'm
planning on donating the fetus to a gene vendor. That
way, another woman might have it implanted in her
womb...or doctors might use it for tissue research. At
least it won't be destroyed completely, like an
abortion."
"Why tell me?"
"Well, you are the dad."
Clovis lifted an eyebrow, and Galina put her hand on
his.
"I know," she said, "that's impossible. It still feels
that way, though."
Clovis then noticed she was crying.
"Are you hurt?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. "I feel used, like an old dish rag. I
have a baby in my stomach--an innocent life--that never
should have been created."
"Kye must have known we'd make love."
"But he thought I had protection."
"It still sounds like kind of a stupid plan; wouldn't I
end up squirting all my sperm in you, before we got to
Beloeil?"
"Probably not. He put a 1-liter reservoir in your
abdomen."
"Oh. So it's still in me?"
"Most of it, yeah. Eventually, the stuff you didn't use
would be purged with your other waste products, but I
understand the Fleet Security wants to remove the
reservoir to study it."
"And I suppose, since I'm just property," Clovis said,
"I don't get a say in that."
"Well, it is kind of important--Kye grafted all kinds of
top-secret data into his sperm..."
Clovis sighed.
"Yes, I know," he said, "it's important. It's
just...I'll never be treated like a person again, if I
stay in the Service."
"No, that's not true. You're a person to me."
"I always thought I was a real human being," Clovis
said, "who just happened to be artificial. Now I feel
humble and stupid. I'm sorry that I hurt you."
But Galina just smiled.
"Yeah, well, you know what they say; you can't make an
omelette without cracking some eggs."
"I didn't want to crack your eggs..." Clovis offered.
"No, I'm sure you didn't."
Continued in part 3...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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