SJ accidentally zoned out, staring at the throbbing and mesmerizing "aesthetic" design on the bar exterior. It killed his night vision, so when he walked into the dimly lit bar he paused and blinked, temporarily blinded.
Within 5 seconds of entering the bar, a hand reached out and pinched his bum. Just like BK said, SJ thought, spinning around to face what his imagination told him would be a big, burly spacer. Instead there was a pretty little 13 year old girl with long golden hair in twin braids across her shoulders, freckled nose and cheeks, pointy elf-like ears, a fantasy-looking green corset that enhanced her modest attributes, and a big, half-empty mug of Hard Light.
She smiled and blushed and hid behind her mug, giving him a shy little wave. He pointed to himself lamely as if to ask "Me?" She nodded energetically and gestured eagerly for him to come sit at her table.
Remembering why he was here, he raised his hands apologetically and back away slowly. He forced himself to turn around quickly before he could take too much mental damage from the powerful pout that followed.
Do I really want to get involved in something as complicated as becoming a station-side boyfriend? Maybe the truth is that I'm just curious about having sex with a little girl? I could turn around and go back to that table and satisfy that curiosity tonight and be done with it.
SJ searched his feelings and easily, instantly decided that what he really wanted most at the moment was to be back in Navigation's crosshairs and be responsible for her wiggly smile.
That settled, SJ took in his surroundings as he made his way to the bar. He was getting a fair amount of attention, but he was far from the only focus of attention. The bar was on an island in the middle of a huge space. On the way in, he walked through what appeared to be a dining section. To his right was a section of cushy looking booths that had an open grill in the middle of the table, an extra space deeper in the booth where the seats on both sides connected in the middle and made a sort of playspace/bed, and thick curtains that could be pulled in front of each booth, giving a degree of privacy.
In the large booth section there were dozens of lolis, usually sitting in groups of three to five, about half of which had a human male sitting with them and being the focus of their attention. Almost every man had a loli in his lap and one leaning into him from either side. The men either talked with the girls, or somewhat ignored them and talked with each other.
SJ noticed that while several groups had what appeared to be a token 5, 6 or 7 year old girl, the vast majority of androids present were in the 13-17 year old visual range. He wondered why the ones he was here for were a bit younger than the rest of the crowd. It occurred to him that perhaps all the younger girls were simply in "Size_Difference" across the street, and that's why he wasn't seeing any.
To his left were rows and rows of couches where a couple dozen little girls reclined and watched what appeared to be porn. They had a dazed expression on their faces and their eyes seemed somehow cloudy. Several had a hand down the front of their pants or up their shirt.
While he was watching, a young man walked up and stared at the oblivious lolis as if he were looking for something. He had a spiked metal collar and leash in one hand and a riding crop hanging from his belt. He seemed to find what he was looking for, moved behind a row of couches, and politely tapped the shoulder of a loli with kitty ears. Still in a daze, she turned around slowly, while absentmindedly taking her hand out of the front of her skirt and sniffing it.
The man said something to her and gestured to her non-human ears, the collar in his hand, and one of the empty booths across the room. She suddenly lit up and became animated, nodding comically fast. She gave a high-five to the three girls sitting closest to her, who all look just as excited as she was. One of them grabbed a remote and started flipping channels until she landed on a camera showing the empty, contained booth that the young man had gestured towards. The chosen loli struggled to put the collar on as fast as she could while the man casually played with her kitty ears.
"Is this your first time here, sir?"
SJ gave a little jump. He had been so distracted by the sights and sounds of the bar that he had walked up to the bartender's counter without noticing it.
The bartender was a pretty redhead with curly, messy hair, and appeared 23 or 24 years old, one of the oldest looking androids SJ had ever seen. He presumed that was because she was the longtime owner of the bar.
Looking at him kindly, she continued, "Don't be intimidated by the girls! If you see one you like, just walk up and ask "Do you have a boyfriend?" That's common courtesy here, so you don't accidentally flirt with someone else's girls. Any of them that aren't taken would be delighted if you came over and said hi. Food and drinks are free for you, but it would make someone happy if you let them treat you. If you're shy, you can just hang out with me at the bar and wait for them to come to you. It won't take long."
She seemed almost motherly, and talking to her made SJ feel instantly safe and comfortable. Chilling with her at the bar seemed like a wonderful evening waiting to happen. But he remembered that he had a mission. He glanced around behind the bar and saw a pair of glowing red crosshairs peeking at him from a doorway on the other side of the room.
SJ cleared his throat, "Actually, I'm here for a reason. Today I encountered the most beautiful and charming android girls in existence. I knew that I couldn't survive another day without following the directions on their well-made flier and finding out if I were not too late to beg a place by their side."
SJ felt hot from embarrassment. Sweat began forming at his hairline and the back of his neck.
The bartender android put a hand in front of her mouth and opened her eyes wide in surprise and confusion. Then she seemed to get it and muttered a very quiet "cuuuute…" behind her hand.
She regained her composure and continued as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary. In a slightly over dramatic tone she followed up with, "I happen to know the beautiful young space maidens that you speak of. They take respite in yonder direction, hoping against hope that their brave prince will hear the cries of their heart and come to their rescue."
SJ cocked his head in confusion. She pointed behind the bar island, to the door Navigation's Crosshairs were glowing in, and gave a tiny nod of her head in that direction to indicate he should go there.
"Ah, um, thank you, mam. Yonder direction it is, then," SJ finished lamely before walking off. The bartender android gave him a wink.
In the distance he saw a pair of crosshairs bouncing up and down in joy.
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Chapter 8: Negotiations
SJ made his way to the door in the back of the bar. When he was almost there and could start to make out Navigation's face he saw her wiggly grin right before she closed the door in his face. Puzzled, he carefully opened the door and walked into the unlit hallway beyond. He stepped in then stopped, confused, when he couldn't immediately spot Navigation's glowing eyes in the short, narrow hallway.
He then felt her light fall onto his back, settling immediately into the piggyback position, like some sort of cuddle ninja assassin.
"Got you! … Teehee, sorry. I just didn't get enough of this yet."
SJ felt her warm breath on the back of his neck as she talked and immediately regained that pleasant, heady, warm and fuzzy feeling he liked so much.
"To be honest, I was thinking my back was kind of cold and lonely without you."
"Teehee" nuzzle, nuzzle
Well that was cheesy of me, he thought. He was starting to recognize this feeling. It was just like when he went on his first date in high school. He was 14, she was 15, and they were on a double date to a movie theater along with her sister and her sister's boyfriend. They both liked each other and they both knew it, but neither of them knew how to express it or take it to the next level. They ended up cuddling really close during the entire movie, their faces almost touching. In the credits, they got their first kiss. They spent the rest of the date shyly touching each other's backs and arms, standing as close as possible without looking at each other, both with that heady, dopey, fuzzy feeling.
They were both yearning for privacy so they could get back in each other's face and hold each other. Right now, SJ wanted to do the same thing with Navigation and knew she wanted it too. He visualized taking her back to one of those curtained booths, closing the curtain, then squeezing her hard in a hug while rubbing his face on hers.
And…probably kissing. She looked like she was about half the age of his first girlfriend, she was so small, her mouth was so small…but she was an android, so it doesn't matter, right? This was so nice, but he knew it wouldn't be as simple as he imagined since he had to work her sisters into the equation.
SJ was the one to break the moment, "Guess we better go in, right?"
Navigation was weak, and couldn't get out of it. "Mmmm" she agreed, nuzzling the back of his neck harder.
—
SJ walked through the door at the end of the hall and stepped into a cozy conference room with a large round table and three lolis sitting down across from him, waiting.
"Hello," he said in a slightly choked voice, as Navigation was currently clutching the back of his shirt, pulled up in a little ball to hide behind him, resulting in his shirt pulling against his throat.
MC, ( .He' .) - her hands on her cheeks theatrically.
Arms, (He looks good! He smells good!)
Integrity, (Is this…the same man as before? My heart is beating like crazy. Something is different from last time.)
MC, ( . .)
Arms, (...I want him…) - her hands opening and closing on air.
Integrity, (Navigation, is this what you meant when you said he was suddenly twice as handsome? Is this some android instinct thing? Navi? Navi where are you?)
Navigation took that as her cue. She climbed back up on SJ's back (only choking him a little), nuzzled the back of his neck aggressively while making a "mmm" noise, then bent forward, kissed his cheek, hopped off his back while giggling, then ran to her seat on the girl's side of the table.
SJ's only reaction was to raise an eyebrow at this kiss. Not that he minded in the slightest. The kiss made it feel like the warm fuzzy feeling lasted a bit longer after they separated.
The three other girls sat quietly with their mouths ajar and staring at Navigation. Navigation, (whose head was only barely above the tall conference table) kept a poker face and stared straight ahead.
Arms, (M…M-memories, please? Did you lick him for me?)
Navigation, (I did. But I think the memories would be really distracting right now.)
Integrity, (What…this from the girl that made us all promise repeatedly to share our memories right away in case no one was interested in her "deficient little boy form." You share those memories right away, you stingy big sis!)
MC, ( . . .)
Navigation followed the orders of her leader without delay. She pointed three fingertips of her right hand at MC's race, and beams of light focused onto one of MC's eyes for half a second.
MC blushed and looked down for a couple seconds. She looked up at SJ, blushed even harder, then quickly looked back down again.
MC, ( . .right. We' . . .up. . . . Now.)
Arms and Integrity stood up instantly, compelled to obey. They made eye contact for a second, then Integrity sat back down.
SJ stood and waited patiently. He thought these clicking episodes were cute and informative.
Arms walked around the table to SJ and awkwardly brewer. While still bent over and looking at her feet, she said, in her nervous, slightly shaky voices, "It's really nice to meet you, Mr. Space Janitor, sir!"
"Uh, same." SJ stood there looking at her, not sure what the proper etiquette was when a little girl bows to you. He hadn't had a good look at Arms, yet, since she had left his friend's bar with Master-Controller and the other girls were more attention-grabbing and enjoyable to look at.
Navigation looked like a sharply dressed 8 year old boy, with a petite, compact body, and tight clothes that made her skinniness and complete lack of pubescent development obvious. Integrity looked like a tall 11 year old girl, lithe and on her way to getting a runway model body. She had small, but tight and well shaped ass and A-cup breasts, and she was the only girl with the thighs, waist, hips, and other proportions that made one think of a (very slim) adult body. Master-Controller, in comparison, instead of looking like a small sized young woman like Integrity, instead appeared as an extremely sensual little girl. She didn't have any adult shape to her waist and torso, but she had the curviest thighs and butt of the girls, on display from her too-small pajamas. While Integrity had round, shapely, if small, breasts, Master-Controller had gently sloping, still-developing mounds, with just enough mass for a little mouthful. She could be described as a naturally sexy 10 year old.
Integrity was lithe and beautiful, a flower just starting to blossom. Master-Controllers was soft and sleepily sensual, sexy in a way unique to children. Navigation was tiny, cute, and lovable.
Arms was none of these things. She was a young lanky tween in an awkward stage, all elbows and knees. She was nearly as tall as Integrity, but just as skinny and unfilled-out as Navigation. Her arms and legs seemed too long and like she didn't know what to do with them. Her maid outfit was like a cheap, kinky Halloween outfit and it didn't fit her well. When she bent over in a bow, her blouse hung off her flat chest, showing off her budding mosquito bites within.
She wasn't ugly but she wasn't super pretty either; SJ suspected the tense, worried look on her face wasn't doing her any favors. A couple more years of growth and she may very well turn into a beauty to rival Integrity. She had silky, wavy black hair that went well with her red irises. SJ was interested in her cat ears and tail, after witnessing the young man in the bar solicit a cat-eared little girl for some sort of rough roleplay sex. SJ felt her nervousness suited some sort of animal, just not a cat. But, it was clear the maid apparel was added simply to appeal to the fetish, and didn't really suit her in the slightest.
"We, um, I mean, um, would like to give you a short boyfriend, hehe, I mean, Morale Officer, um, interview and show our, um, you know, ship and, and stuff, and see it if you like, you know like us, and, um…"
She trailed off. She was too nervous to operate and was visibly sweating from the effort. It was painful for SJ to watch. In the awkward silence to follow, he blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"I like your cat ears. Would it be ok if I touched them a little bit?"
SJ blinked. Before he blinked, Arms was still bowing and looking at her feet a few feet in front of him. After his blink, she was already coming to a sliding stop on her knees in front of him, hands on knees, bent forward in a submissive posture to offer him her ears.
He glanced at the other lolis. Navigation was nodding encouragement. Hope this means she won't be jealous, he thought. He then pulled out the chair meant for him from the conference table, sat on it, leaned over and started fondling Arms's ears.
They were black with white fluff inside, matching her black and white maid uniform. They felt extremely soft and delicate, just like a real cat's ears. He was curious if Arms also had a pair of human ears under her wavy black hair, but hadn't asked permission to touch the rest of her head, and didn't want to push his luck just to find out.
He gently stroked the ears. He rubbed them between his fingertips to enjoy the texture. He explored the soft white fluff inside her ears; she flinched a little when he stuck his fingers too far inside her ears, but she continued to hold still and didn't dare complain.
He bent forward and rubbed his face against one of her ears. He felt her sign and relax, as if all the nervous tension left her body. Satisfied for now, he sat back up and said, "Thank you for that. Please feel free to continue the interview/presentation thing.
Arms slowly stood up, in a daze, keeping her head bowed. Under her breath she muttered, "Yes, Master".
No longer nervous and shaky, instead in a relaxed trance, she smoothly walked over to the side of the room and retrieved a blank white screen on wheels.
N, (Arms calmed down!)
MC, ( .Whisperer.)
I, (...Can Pastel Goth Lolis have cat ears?)
Arms, "Navigation, if you would please?")
{Start of Post 9}
Navigation hopped down from her tall chair and pushed it to the side of the table, in front of the mobile screen. She hopped back on the chair and faced the screen. SJ heard the "tktktktk-tk-tk-tk" sound of an ancient projector, but of course he was born well over a thousand years too late to recognize it as such.
Navigation's crosshairs turned yellow and she projected an image on the screen…almost. The image was wider on the top than the bottom because her angle was too low, and it was obscured by dark curtains of shadow since her bangs were in the way.
"Oops!" Navigation tried to part her bangs, sit on her knees, feet, and stand up in the chair. She'd almost get the angle right, then some bangs would slip into the way. She turned around while standing up in the chair, raised her arms into the air, and called for help.
"Integrity! Help!"
Navigation gave the start of a wiggly smile when Integrity walked over, picked Navigation up, sat on the chair, put Navigation in her lap, then parted and held her bangs back for her. The projected image had been whipping around the room as stray, unfocused light when Navigation turned around. Now, seated in Integrity's lap, it was perfectly focused on the white screen first try.
"Guess I just belong in a lap," Navigation said, shrugging, right before the "tktktk-tk-tk-tk" noises started up again. SJ noticed that it was just noise Navigation was making with her mouth, for fun.
"This is us!" Arms said with pride, gesturing at the ship visible on the screen with what looked like a long metal antenna that she pulled out of nowhere. The ship was a shiny white disc that was taller in the middle, the same color as the undecorated buildings in AI town.
"We're still smol and cute, but we'll get big and strong one day!" Navigation stuck her skinny, stick-like arms to the side and flexed her nonexistent biceps.
" . !" MC catcalled.
"Integrity, would you start us off with Introductions?" Arms asked.
"I'm Integrity. Another way to think about it is that I'm the ship's shields, responsible for protecting the integrity of the ship from damage from Space Hazards and potential Weapon's Fire."
Arms seemed to recover from her submissive trance, and was now her normal bubbly, high energy self, while Integrity spoke with her usual affected, slightly haughty tone.
SJ raised his hand.
In response, MC spoke up in a slightly more official sounding version of her standard slow, sleepy, sensual voice, " . . .Janitor."
SJ turned and glanced at MC. She gave him a sleepy grin, made her stuffed bunny wave at him, and winked suggestively.
"Ok, uh," SJ wasn't sure how to respond to the flirts of a seductive 10 year old, so he didn't try, "Is Integrity your name? Or are you the Integrity Officer of the ship? Both?"
"Actually, I'm the literal Integrity of the ship."
She held out a hand and a green, oval bubble surrounded Navigation and Integrity both. It made the image of the ship being projected through the bubble turn into a pretty emerald color.
"I am the shields and all the subsystems that work together to protect the ship from harm"
"I'm Navigation! I'm basically a targeting computer that can be used to aim weapons or the ship itself. I also perform the function of being the ship's sensor for stuff like measuring biomass or using spectroanalysis to find the best mining locations.
"I' . . ." MC said, then yawned.
Unfazed, Arms picked up from there, "She's Master-Controller, meaning that she performs two roles. Master, the final decision maker of our team, and Controller, which coordinates all the modules (that's us) into functioning as a whole. She is also a Perception Drive, and thus the ship's propulsion."
MC, " .Fast."
Arms, "I'm Arms, which means both weapons and arms as physical manipulators of the ship. I'm responsible for interactions with anything outside Integrity's bubble, basically. I also can detach and work independently as a mining module."
Integrity, "The mining module is cute, you should show Dear Sir a picture."
Arms, "What, no. It's all bulky and uncute. Also, that's like being naked, and we just met…"
MC, "OK. . . .instead."
Navigation, "No! Wait! Me first!"
Integrity, "I think it would be most appropriate if I…"
SJ gulped. Things were going in a weird direction. He tried to intercept.
"Um, excuse me. I'd like to know more about what you'd like to hire me to do for you guys?"
Arms refocused, "Yes! No! That's next! First we'd love to hear a little about yourself and what brings you here. If we could understand better what you're looking for, we can find a better compromise that works for all of us!"
"Sure, hm…" He looked at the side of Navigation's face, at her youthful, delicate features, at her fine, small lips. "I guess right now I'm just here because of how cute and charming the little one is, " he said, pointing at Navigation.
The pretend projection sound stopped. Navigation put one hand over her heart, one to her forehead, tilted her head back and said, "Swoon!" before melodramatically falling to the floor out of Integrity's lap.
A moment of silence passed where everyone was staring at Navigation. She then opened her eyes, looked up from the floor, and made eye contact with SJ. The both broke into laughter.
The others all looked stunned and shared quick, quiet clicks.
Arms, (What's going on!?)
Integrity, (Navigation is MVP, our romance master.)
MC, ( . . .)
Arms, (Who knew we'd actually find a super rare and valuable pedophile…)
MC, (Don' . . .him. . .don' . .Lolicon.)
Integrity, (Huh? What's the difference.)
MC, ( . . . . .)
Arms, (Whatever! Daw, they're so comfortable with each other and they both just flirted!)
MC, ( ' . . .flirts. . . . . .Master-Navigation.)
Integrity, (That means I can call you Connie!)
Arms, (From the bottom of the totem pole to the top. Sorry, Integrity.)
Integrity, (Are you kidding? I'm already designing the flag for Navigation Nation.)
MC, ( . . . . . .Navigation).
I+A, (Understood!)
—
Arms, "Yes! Right! Moving on! Now we will discuss your duties as a morale officer. This part is highly negotiable, so if you feel like we're asking too much, speak up! Then, we'll discuss your compensation. We've already giving, um…" She blushed and fidgeted and looked at the corners of the room, seeming to regress to her original state of shy malfunction, "our, um, hehe, our virgini...our everything, so, um, hehe, there's less to negotiate there…"
Arms trailed off, then seemed to give up and stare at her feet.
Navigation to the rescue, "Ka-chink!" The image of the ship was replaced with a list titled "Morale Officer Duties," as Navigation bounced back up from the floor and into her place in Integrity's lap.
Recovering, Arms said, "Yes! Right! Moving on! The duty of the Morale Officer is to increase the morale of the crew. Here is a list of suggested morale-increasing activities, but it is in no way set in stone! Every crew member, and the morale officer himself, is encouraged to come up with ideas, practice them, see if they work. Ideally, if we're compatible, we'd hope for a long term, um, business relationship, where we all, you know, no rush, but like, we like," Arms started talking quieter and trailing off, looking again at the corners of the room, "go further, together, and like, climb the stairway to adulthood together…"
Arms covered her face with her hands and fidgeted back and forth for a couple seconds. SJ wondered if any of the girls even understood what that phrase meant. Arms seemed to bounce back more quickly this time.
Arms, "Yes! Right! Moving on! Please take your time and review this list of responsibilities now. Tell us which ones you have a problem with. We will decide if we can live without it, or offer some sort of compromise. So, yes, please take a look now. Take your time."
SJ read through the list, top to bottom. The list was written in several distinct, childish handwriting styles, presumably because each was a request from a specific member of the crew:
}Handholding
}Hugs
}Lap Sitting
}Piggyback Ride
}Princess Carry
}Headpets
}Hair Brushing
}Back stroking
}Play video games with us
}Tell us stories
}Tuck us into bed
}Flirt/Tell us we're pretty
}Tea Parties
}Play Dress-up
}Help us shop for clothes you like us to wear
}Pillow fight
}Sleep overs
}Watch movies together
}Talk about our day
}Pet Grooming
}Reward/Discipline
So innocent, SJ thought. He imagined these girls going to a brothel or being taken advantage of by some rough, unappreciative spacers. Nope, not on Big Brother's watch, he decided.
SJ noticed that all the girls were staring at the list, extremely tense, metaphorical sweat drops on their brow, as they awaited judgements on their individual favorite requests.
"I have a question."
"Y-yes!?" Arms jumped a little as she squeaked out the reply.
"What does reward and discipline mean?"
"Oh, that just means that if one of us does well, you give us head pets and tell us what a good girl we are. If one of us messes up, you scold us and give us whatever punishment you deem necessary."
"You're all professionals in your field and I have no idea how you do what you do or if you do it well or poorly. How can I be the judge of that?"
"Oh, don't worry! We'll tell you!"
"You'll tell me when you've done well and need to be rewarded?"
"Yup!"
"And when you mess up and need to be punished!"
"We'll tell you!"
Well, that's easy. This entire list sounds either low-effort or fun to do, thought SJ. I'm an emotional support animal for AI once again.
"Oh, ok. I guess I've decided on this list, then."
Arms, "A-a-and?!" SJ felt the tenseness in the room increase.
"It's fine."
Arms, "It's fine?!"
SJ, "Yeah, the whole list is fine. I can do all of it. Every day, even if there's time."
Arms, "Th-that's great!"
SJ felt the tension evaporate and the girls breathe a sigh of relief. He wasn't sure what the big deal was. These all seemed like, mostly, normal things a parent or Big Brother would be happy to do with cute little girls. He imagined satisfying all four at once would keep him busy enough for it to feel like work, but he knew he was going to be paid for it, anyway, so that was perfectly fine.
Integrity, (Girls, it seems we have a high level expert boyfriend on our hands.)
MC, ( . .9000.)
Arms, (He likes Navigation, right? He's a lolicon that likes Navigation, right? We can't let him leave! If we have to, we strip Navigation and offer her up here and now! We shove her naked body on him as hard as we can until he says yet!)
Navigation, (Teeheeheehee…I don't mind!)
All of this was a lot more innocent than SJ had expected. He knew androids were thirsty for humans, as a rule. They must be too young still, he figured. Now I feel guilty about fantasizing about kissing little Navigation in an adult way. Maybe we'll get there eventually…
Arms, "Yes! Right! Moving on!" Arms forcibly moved things along with her awkward catch-phrase. She gestured at Navigation, who "Ka-chink!"'d several times, skipping over several compromise-related slides that would no longer be necessary since their demands were being accepted outright. She stopped on a slide that was a cartoonish version of Arm's face, with its eyes closed and lips puckered. The slide was titled "Loli Keeses".
Arm looked determined as she continued, "It doesn't have to be right away, but at some point in our relationships we would like to try to get there. When you're ready. And you want to. We're firm on this."
"Firm…what?"
"Oh, um, kisses! We want one kiss each, every single day!" Arms closed her eyes and practically yelled it out, like she was forcing herself to say it. Again unable to look SJ in the face, she had the metallic antenna once more appear from nowhere, and used it to point to different parts of the cartoonish picture of her face.
"Here, here, here, cheeks, forehead, eyelids, nose, corner of mouth, we want to eventually experience kisses in all of those places. Eventually, even, we want kisses on the mouth. Adult kisses on the mouth!"
Her eyes were wide as she was lost in fantasy, imagining it. One hand absentmindedly came up and touched her ears, then her lips.
"So, yes! Consider this the long-term goal of the position of Morale Officer. We will all do whatever we can to help you in your role to reach this point, no matter how long it takes. Only if and when you're ready, though. Noone will force you to kiss them."
SJ glanced at each of the girls' little mouths. He noticed they were all back to blushy sweat drop tension mode, including Arms, despite her bravado. Lastly, he looked at Navigation's fine, delicate lips, those which he had already fantasized about enjoying up to this point.
"Yeah that's completely fine. I like kisses. You can have more than one a day, even. If you like, I'd be willing to kiss all of you right now."
Arms immediately went orz and begged, "My ears! Please kiss my kitty ears, right now! Please, please!"
MC, ( ! .over!"
Integrity stands up, holding Navigation. MC takes her spot in the chair. Integrity then places Navigation on MC's lap, who takes over Integrity's job as booster seat. Integrity then drags Arms out of sight behind the screen. She picks up where Arms left off and continues as if nothing has happened.
Navigation Ka-chinks to a new slide tilted, "Boyfriend aptitude test" and Integrity continues, "Dear sir, we were going to ask you to perform a couple of these duties from the list, but I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say we are all extremely impressed with your obvious confidence and willingness to perform your duties. Asking you to demonstrate said willingness would be an insult at this point. So, instead, we will swiftly move on to what we would be willing to do for you in compensation."
The sooner we finish, the sooner we get our first kiss, all the androids thought at once.
Integrity, "First, financial compensation."
Ka-chink! The projection from Navigation's yellowed crosshairs showed a number that was just above a year of SJ's salary.
SJ, "Wow. What is this, a yearly salary?"
Integrity, "No, we make payouts every six months. This number represents the standard payout to a morale officer for a six month work period. The amount is derived from the average revenue of a 6 month mining expedition for Quads of our level of equipment and experience. It's 5% off the top and is the standard rate that the vast majority of those in our profession would offer."
SJ, "It's more than I imagined."
Navigation, "But wait! There's more!" raising her hands in the air dramatically, causing the projected image to wobble and MC to have to catch a couple stray bangs.
Ka-Chink!
"Since we got really lucky and had a massively profitable third expedition, we were fortunate enough to be able to immediately purchase ourselves and no longer make the 10% off the top payment to our parent company. This allows us to offer our Morale Officer 15% off the top of our future revenue, which is the maximum amount allowed by IEC law."
SJ, "Wow, that's…crazy."
SJ did some quick mental math. With one of those 6 month paychecks, he could buy his own pleasure skiff. With two, he could buy a modest frigate, large enough for a small-time merchant and trader. With three, he could crew that frigate and fill the stores with material to trade. Make it four, and he'd be good to go even if the Quad somehow made lower returns then they predicted; or, if they did average or better, his frigate could have all the frills to make his time aboard pleasurable before he ever set foot in it.
So, two years of "work" and SJ buys his way into his dream job, the dream he lost when he failed out of Space School. He'd spend his time playing games on a Holodeck and accumulate money simply by flying from point A to point B; since he would be the owner of all capital, all the profit would be his from the outset. He'd also have plenty of money to spend at the different opportunities each port would offer.
As if politely waiting for him to finish fantasizing (again) Integrity chose that moment to continue, "This is superb compensation for a human laborer, correct? We have our sources but our information network is not always reliable on human things. I would also like to add that our average revenue should actually be a little higher then these estimates, because our Navigation Module is a Mastercraft; she has better than standard stats."
Navigation flexed again, this time bringing her little fists together in front of her chest in a strongman pose, saying, "Gao! Gao!"
SJ was starting to get a strange feeling that this was too good to be true. It was all upsides and no downsides. Why doesn't everyone do this? There must be a catch, he thought.
SJ, "Uh, yeah, this is good money for any human."
Integrity, "I am so very glad to hear that dear sir! We are much more confident about our other two offerings. We just have a slide for each of these then our presentation is complete."
She unconsciously licked her lips while staring at SJ's, fantasizing about the promised kisses.
Integrity, (Navi, dear, let's get the lolicon version.)
Navigation, (Roja!)
Ka-Chink
The next slide read, "Unlimited Sex with Little Girls!"
Integrity gestured grandly with both hands at the words on the slide, with a bright, expectant look on her face as if she were telling someone they won the lottery.
The word "sex" was underlined and circled, and there were little drawings of hearts, stars, horseshoes, clovers and balloons all around it.
Whaaaat? SJ thought. How does this follow after the hugs and hand holding? Do they…not know what sex is?
A few seconds passed in silence. Metaphorical sweat drops again appeared over the heads of the girls.
Navigation, (Is he not buying it?!)
MC, (Integrity! .smart! !)
Integrity swallowed, a small panic in her eyes and her smile becoming forced.
Integrity, "That's right! All the sex, all the time! Unlimited amounts! With whichever one of us you want, no exceptions! Androids never say "no"! Sometimes Arms might be away from the ship, mining, but other than that, we will all be available to do our sexual duty at a moment's notice."
Arms peeked meekly around the side of the screen, just one eye and one cat ear visible, "...if you wanted me, I'd come back to the ship as fast as I could…"
Back to the ship? SJ thought.
Integrity, "Also, any type of sex, we're up for anything."
SJ, "Type of sex?"
Integrity, "Yup, any type of sex."
SJ, "Like, what types of sex?"
Integrity, "Oh, you know. It's really just whatever types you want?" Her metaphysical sweat became physical as she bluffed, voice cracking a little.
Yup, they have no idea what sex is, SJ thought. But more importantly…"Ok that sounds great, thank you. But what do you mean "back to the ship?" You're not trying to take me aboard your ship, are you?"
Integrity, happy to change the subject, "Oh no, not aboard the ship itself, of course not. You'd die horribly of radiation poisoning right away. This brings us to our final offering. Navi?"
Ka-Chink
The blood drained from SJ's face as he witnessed the madness of the last slide.
He suddenly became certain that he was standing on the precipice of death. Noone could survive this.
Integrity, "This is a state-of-the-art boyfriend pod, developed this year, top of the line, very, very expensive. This is our greatest offering to you, and where we spent the majority of our windfall. This is where you'll get to live from now on, protected from radiation or any outside force, always only a second away from any of us!"
It was a gilded cage. It was a deathtrap. SJ was certain if they managed to get him aboard their ship, the "boyfriend pod" is where he would spend the short remainder of his life.
Integrity, "What you see is just a recommended layout. We put off purchasing any furniture or equipment because we wanted to tailor it to the taste of our first boyfriend," a coy look and a blush.
SJ wasn't having it. He stood up. "Where's the food?" he asked. "Where's the bathroom?"
Integrity gave a nervous chuckle and looked to MC for help. Navigation turned off the projection and turned a wiggly frown in MC's direction as well. MC, for the first time, opened her eyes wide in alarm and shrugged, suddenly not sleepy.
The projection was gone, but SJ couldn't' forget it. There were needless redundancies of equipment and pointlessly mismatched utilities. There was nowhere to stand, much less eat or sleep. There wasn't anything to help a biological organism survive, like food or water. He doubted there would be additional oxygen beyond what would drift in from the station.
Well intentioned, but naive, AI misunderstandings, SJ thought. That will be the cause of death in my obituary.
"You don't need cleaning utilities. We can take care of all your biological byproducts! We'll lick you clean everyday and it'll feel wonderful!" Arms added helpfully, walking out from behind the screen on four limbs in an unnatural looking way that humans could neither imitate nor describe. Her eyes were lustful, hungry. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, a string of drool dribbling all the way to the floor."
SJ, "What about a toilet? If I need to like, pee?" he asked, starting to slowly walk backwards to the room entrance, knocking over his chair.
Arms, "I'll drink it!"
Noooo, SJ said, Inloud.
"But what about when I need to, you know, do the other thing?"
Arms seemed to notice the unusual position of her limbs and tried to correct it, but just ended up on her hands and feet upside down with her tongue out like some sort of nightmare crab.
She gave a creepy upside down smile and said, "I'll eat it!"
"Noooo…" SJ said, Outloud. He started backing more quickly towards the door, and with every step he took back, MC and Navigation took a step forward as if to catch him. Arms finally stood up from the position she was in (without using her arms, a creepy way to stand up) and shared a distressed, confused look with Integrity.
MC and Navigation suddenly looked determined. Integrity and Arms looked fearful and frozen.
MC, ( .) - she said to Navigation.
Without turning around to aim, Navigation held her arms behind her back at inhuman angles, three fingers from each hand pointing at Integrity and Arms each. A light beamed out from those fingers, focusing on one of each of the receiving sisters' eyes. They both received the memories of Navigation's brief time alone with SJ; The gentle flirting, the quickly developing intimacy, the falling in love with him, and those comments he made that seemed to confirm beyond a shadow of a doubt that he felt the same way.
Arms and Integrity went through the same process at the same time; they closed their eyes and smiled in ecstasy, looked at SJ, then quickly looked away blushing. Then they remembered the current situation, nodded to each other, and took on determined looks to match MC and Navigation.
They started to circle around behind him to cut off his escape.
"You have no idea what you're doing!" SJ wailed, turning around and making a break for the door.
He didn't make it.
Integrity raised a dainty hand, and a green barrier went up over the doorway. Arms leapt at SJ with a speed and mass that no human could survive. Navigation foresaw the fatal outcome and began to cry. At the last instant before collision, MC called out in a commanding voice, "STOP."
A metal arm shot out of Arm's torso into both the ceiling and floor, anchoring her in place midair, in order to follow the command. SJ froze as well, but he couldn't tell if MC's voice somehow compelled or controlled him, or if he was just surprised into obedience by the volume and forcefulness.
MC softly padded around to stand in front of SJ. She smiled. " . . ,Silly." Her bare foot somehow came all the way up from the floor high enough to cover his face. " .you."
SJ slowly collapsed to the floor, gently carried down by MC's little foot, as if being stepped on in a way that somehow defied gravity. He was overwhelmed by the nonsensicalness of what was happening, leading his thoughts to instead wander. Even though she walks everywhere on her bare feet, the bottoms are still so soft and clean. Smells like Talcum powder, he mused, while being gently lowered to the floor.
There was a brief flash of green light, and integrity's thighs were suddenly under SJ's head to catch his fall. She smoothly took his hands in hers and pulled them up and behind his head. Her grip was gentle, but iron, not a grip a human could escape.
Arms then curled up on his legs like a pet. By the universal laws of pet-on-lap, SJ knew this meant he also couldn't move his legs. MC briefly caressed SJ's cheek with the smooth, unwrinkled bottoms of her little girl feet, then stepped back to stand on his chest, further pinning him.
MC, "It' . .Navigation. . .him."
Tears still streaking down her face, Navigation slowly walked to SJ's side and kneeled next to his face. She tilted her head forward until her bangs hung far enough off her face that SJ could see her eyes. Her crosshairs weren't visible; only the dark eyes that held such a depth of emotion for him.
A tear dripped from Navigation's face into SJ's mouth. It tasted sweet instead of salty. SJ didn't react as Navigation slowly, almost ceremoniously, bent forward to kiss him on the the corner of his mouth. She gave him little kisses across his upper lip, to the other corner of his mouth, across the lower lip, then back to the start.
She put a little hand on each side of SJ's face and kissed him directly on the lips. He finally responded, using his suddenly free hands to embrace her, one covering all of her child-sized lower back, the other covering the back of her head.
They kissed with their eyes closed, at first gentle, then harder and more forcefully as if trying to merge their faces into one. SJ used his hands to pull her harder against him. Her lip cut, just a little, from the pressure and their teeth. SJ tasted the smallest amount of of blood.
Navigation forced his mouth open with her tongue and hot breath. She led, giving him her tongue, then pulling his own into her tiny mouth. SJ was dizzy, and heady, and had completely forgotten to breathe. She finally let him go and he gasped in a breath of air. Everything was swimming and dreamy in his vision and his brain was too polluted with dopamine to be considered entirely conscious.
She leaned forward again to give him a quick peck on the lips, then held his gaze in her own. Her love had been sent out to her sisters, magnified, returned to sender, and was now hitting SJ full force.
Thank goodness.
In this way, their little feelings had successfully reached him.
Chapter 9: Caught
Space Janitor emerged from the back room of the bar appearing much more like an average human bar patron than when he had entered. Navigation was riding high on his back like a backpack, making room for Master-Controller to cling to the front of his torso like a baby koala. Integrity was glued to his left side, making sure his left arm was in place between her breasts at all times. She stared at the side of his face with stars in her eyes. Arms was similarly glued to his right tarm. She lacked the attributes to do the arm-in-breasts thing, and instead had her face shoved in deep into his armpit. SJ could both hear and feel her making snuffling noises, pressing against him as if to make her face one with his smell.
SJ couldn't yet meet Integrity's eyes, because he was still reeling from a situation that humans had not evolved the instincts to deal with. He was romantically in love with Navigation, an androgynous eye-year old little girl; of this he was certain. He wasn't sure about his life plan at the moment, but he easily realized that there really wasn't anything in his life that he felt passionate about right now, at least not to a degree that felt real next to his desire to be with her.
He was pretty certain that Navigation felt the same way about him, or, at least, whatever the android version of that emotion was. He intellectually understood that the androids in this Quad, his Quad, could share memories and probably emotions along with them. He was pretty sure that all four girls were now in love with him in the same way…but as of yet, he only had feelings for Navigation. He did, however, feel a great responsibility to return those feelings, and that he needed to love them all, and planned to do his best to make that happen while making sure that none of his brand new, precious little harem felt rejected or left out. He wasn't sure yet what this would entail, but he would do his best with his new life mission…technically, his new job/career as a Morale Officer.
After spending a while on the floor as a cuddle puddle and formally accepting his new role as the quad's "boyfriend" (they weren't even pretending with the "morale officer" bit anymore), SJ helped the team design his new cage/home. It took less than twenty minutes to empty out the placeholder diagram and select the highest quality essentials that would fit in the small space. He selected a bed large enough to fit him and all four girls for slumber parties, an all purpose media center with a virtually infinite supply of media and video games, and a comfy couch in front of it large enough to seat them all side by side, as long as Navigation (presumably) was in someone's (probably his or Integrity's) lap.
There really wasn't room for much else. One wall would open up to a modest wardrobe, the other to a sink, toilet, and bathtub. He lost the argument to include a shower with the suddenly stubborn Arms, and was only able to include the bath by mentioning that they might enjoy bathing together, and thus, Arms was outvoted by the other girls. Such was her determination that he didn't manage even that without further concessions; he agreed to let Arms lick him clean every day for a week so she'd have a fair chance to make him like it, he agreed to let her drink his pee but only once, and rejected the notion of her consuming his waste entirely, even out of sight.
It didn't take long to make his space as comfortable as possible, while picking from options that hovered in the air, projected by Navigation's amazing eyes. They discovered that the boyfriend pod actually came with an unremovable survival function pre-installed; food, water, oxygen, and even waste removal would have been handled already (although SJ made it clear he was going to use traditional facilities for that last bodily function.) The food and drink functionalities had a lot of options of food and drink, at least, so SJ figured he'd be ok for a while no matter how good the food was and he was sure the girls would upgrade it immediately if he said he needed it. They also seemed to have some spare budget after he had removed a lot of unnecessary things.
While he was working on this with the others, Navigation was sharing the memory of what was now everyone's first kiss with the other girls, one by one. Every time, the girl had to sit down for a few minutes to recover afterwards. SJ agreed…it was an amazing kiss.
After they finished fixing up his new home, they made plans to head straight to the IEC office to make their new relationship official/contracted. They agreed to rest in the bar and recover for a little while first; SJ, in particular, was hungry.
"I see the Prince has rescued the Space Maidens. Would you like to retire to a booth to canoodle? I'll send over some food."
The pretty, smiling bartender lady continued to be an excellent host.
When no one said anything after a few seconds, SJ thought, I guess I'm still making the decisions…for now. He had anxious fantasies about what would happen the second he signed the contract, seeing himself instantly turn into some form of slave or plaything. He was more or less already resolved to endure it, however, taking solace in the 6-month limited duration and knowing the nice men from the IEC would rescue him if there were a problem.
SJ, "Sounds great. I'm feeling a little overheated at the moment, so I'm going to step out and cool off for a minute first. Would you girls mind getting the table and ordering me some food while I do?"
"Sure, Big Brother!"
" ."
"Anything for you, my dear sir."
Arms didn't' say anything, instead choosing to communicate by tilting her head forward, then head booping him with her forehead, like a kitten.
SJ, "You know, you make a cute kitten sometimes, but you feel so much more like a puppy to me, instead."
Arms furrowed her brows and stared off into the middle distance with a sudden fierce look, "I knew it!" she exclaimed, balling one hand into a fist and smacking it into the palm of the other. "Don't worry, Master, I'll fix it." she said, nodding to herself.
The girls set off, with Navigation lingering. She took two fingers of one of his hands and squeezed them with her entire little hand, whispering, "Please don't disappear, Big Brother."
In response, SJ bent over and kissed her on the top of her head. This generated the wiggly smile that his heart so long to see, and she dashed off to join the others.
"Stay hydrated, " the bartender suggested with a motherly smile, passing him a cup of water. "I'll make sure the privacy curtain of your booth stays open until and unless you want it closed, so they don't jump you and break you in their lovey-dovey state before you're ready."
"Wow. You're amazing. Thank you so much," SJ said, downing the cup of water in one go.
"That's what my husband says, too, " she said with a gentle smile, patting her stomach for some unknown, ominous reason. "There's one tip every new Quad boyfriend needs to know and I'm here to make sure they learn it; Do not attempt 3-somes, 4-somes, etc, with inexperienced little girls. There's a chance they'll lose control and be too rough with you in their passion. Stick to spending time with them one at a time until they're a little more mature and calmer."
"Thank you for the advice. To be honest, I can't yet imagine having a threesome or any other sex thing with little girls that look so…underage. I'm hoping we can just keep it to cuddling and kissing for a while."
"Nothing wrong with that! Just keep in mind that they are much stronger than you, and that androids and humans don't understand consent in the same way. If they decide to force themselves on you, then you need to accept that it's going to happen whether you want it to or not. The best you can do in that situation is to take it with dignity and try to enjoy it."
"Jeez…" SJ shook his head and started towards the bar entrance.
"If you run, they WILL catch you…" Bartender Lady said softly, at his back.
Someone quietly followed him out of the bar and soon after he was indeed caught, but not by who he expected.
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SJ sat on the sidewalk in front of the bar, enjoying the cooler temperature and fresher air. Dopamine and other chemicals made it impossible to think straight when he was in constant physical contact with the little girls that loved him.
He briefly considered running, wondering if this were his last chance or if his last chance had already passed. He remembered the looks of devotion on the girl's faces, right after Navigation shared their first kiss memory, and he realized that by then it was already too late. He need only ask for help from an IEC officer and they would solve the problem for him and give him sanctuary, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything that might make Navigation and the others cry.
"I've been caught," SJ said to himself outloud, in a self-deprecating way.
Just then a small crowd emerged from across the street, pouring out of "Size_Difference". It was a crowd of prepubescent lolis and barely developed tweens, wearing a great variety of very revealing rave-wear. A few of them had their chest or butt exposed, and SJ automatically averted his eyes. An extremely large, bespeckled man walked by where he was sitting.
SJ was quite tall for a human; Some amount over 6 feet tall. This man was far huger, closer to seven feet. He obviously enjoyed his food, as his girth was considerable. In extreme contrast was the little 5 year old girl bouncer in a bunny suit that SJ had noticed before, now perched on the large man's shoulders and looking comically small next to him. Her bunny outfit seemed stretched out and disheveled, as if it had been taken off aggressively then put back on in the dark. Part of her hair stuck up at a funny angle as if something sticky had dried in it. Her hammer was nowhere to be seen. She was playing with the large man's hair as a little kid would play with his toys in a sandbox and had a serene look on her face. The large man had his large hands on her little legs, keeping her secure on his shoulders and appeared to be whistling happily to himself. As they passed him, SJ saw the tiny girl take the large man's glasses and put them on her own face, saying, "Look, now I'm Daddy!" She seemed unaware of the lipstick smeared across one of her cheeks.
As SJ was lost in thought trying to imagine how two people of such vast size difference could possibly fornicate, someone reached out from the crowd of sexed-up club lolis and grabbed his hand. He was pulled to his feet and stumbled in the direction of the overpass tunnel leading out of the Night District.
SJ briefly resisted and realized it was pointless. He was only an adult male and his hand was probably captured by a little girl; There was no way a man could resist the power of a little girl with physical strength alone.
They passed through the crowd of lolis and through the overpass into the main AI district (where it was currently now also night-time) at something like a jogging pace. He finally got a good look at his captor; it was the corsetted elf girl from the bar that had pinched his butt when he had first walked in.
"Um, can I…" SJ started, but the elf-eared girl quickly interrupted him.
"I'm so sorry! Did I surprise you? All those horny girls just came out of the club and I was worried they'd try something on you if we didn't relocate. If I let them do that, then our friends would be pissed at me!"
"Our friends?" SJ stumbled, having a hard time keeping up with both the conversation and the rate at which she dragged him along.
"That's right, our friends! You know, Navigation and Controller?"
"Controller?"
"Right, Navigation and Master-Controller. They had me come get you."
"Oh, you know them? That's cool. Where are we going?"
"Just a quick trip to the Space Docks connected to AI town. Our friends have a little surprise gift for you and they asked me to bring you so they could all be there to give you the surprise themselves. Isn't that nice? I don't mind helping our friends!"
"Wow, that's nice!" SJ said. He couldn't process everything that was happening, but he understood that this girl knew his friends, so everything would be ok? "Wait a second. I'm not supposed to go to the Space Docks alone at night, I thought."
Elf Girl giggled at that. "You sillybilly! Obviously! Why do you think our friends asked me to bring you there myself? Duh!"
SJ found himself laughing along with her, "Oh, yeah. Duh! Haha, I'm dumb, my bad."
"You don't need to have brains when you're THIS hot," she replied, turning and winking at him with a leering smile, eyes visibly becoming cloudy with android lust.
"What? Hot? Me? I'm sure I'm average. 6/10 on a good hair day," said the confused SJ, belatedly realizing that he was repeating a description his longterm ex-girlfriend had given him when they were together, only now thinking that it was indeed a horrible thing to say to a person.
"Androids and Humans don't see things the same way," said Elf Girl, her voice now noticeably sultry with lust. Well, as much as a 13 year old's voice can get sultry.
"Fuck! I can't hold back any longer! My sisters will have to forgive me for getting a headstart." she growled out, before flinging SJ through the air and down a short and narrow alleyway.
He found himself upright, back pressed into a ratty chain link fence, which had broken the impact of his flight by deforming from the blow. It was just about to bounce back like a rubber band and fling him onto his face. Before that could happen, Elf Girl was suddenly pressing her body into his, now no longer wearing anything above her waist and crushing her perfectly perky little breasts against him.
"You have no idea how hot you are," she breathed, pulling apart the chain links of the fence and wrapping them around his wrists and ankles as if they were no more than pipe-cleaners. Before he had even recovered from being flung, SJ was now completely pinned and at her mercy.
The little girl's display of overwhelming strength had him completely cowed; he didn't dare resist, for fear of making her mad enough to hurt him. He noticed a pile of torn men's boxers at his feet of various sizes; some huge, some too small to possibly belong to an adult. SJ realized that Elf Girl had never intended to "hold back" from the start.
Elf Girl, while continuing to grind her body against him, moved one hand along his arm to his chest, squeezing, kneading, and groping the entire way. Her other arm did the same thing along his thigh to his rear, and to SJ it felt like she was starving and touching him was a meal saving her from death. In other words, it felt amazing.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. You haven't signed the boyfriend contract yet so it doesn't count. I promise you, that's how it works. This is your last chance to have some fun before it counts as cheating, so why not, right? I promise I won't tell anyone, so it'll never even come up. Trust me."
She climbed up the fence with just her feet. Once she could reach, she started sucking on his neck. Both her hands played with his arms and chest, as if every part of him were irresistible. SJ had never felt so desired before and was aroused despite himself. Somehow that arousal made him feel hot with shame, and he irrationally hoped she would somehow not notice.
"It makes sense, doesn't it? It's just consensual fun between adults. You want it, I want it, nothing to be ashamed about. I'm only doing this because you like it. You DO like it, don't you?" She reached down and wrapped one little hand around the proof. "See, I told you you like it. Now tell me I'm right. Tell me you like this and you want this."
SJ was aroused, confused, and ashamed. A beautiful young girl wanted him to the point that she forced herself on him. He had never felt more desired or valued, before. Maybe he could just belong to this incredibly strong little girl and he would feel protected and loved like he had never before. Right now, he didn't feel capable of making decisions for himself and just wanted to defer to the stronger, more dominating force.
"Y-you won't tell?"
"No, handsome. I won't tell anyone," she climbed up and moved in for a kiss that he knew he lacked the will to resist. "I'm going to make you mine and noone will ever find-"
A green flash. SJ suddenly felt colder. He noticed Elf Girl was gone, then noticed her shoes were still on the ground. He then finally looked up and noticed a pissed off looking Integrity.
"No, no. That's mine," she said. She was making a flicking motion with one hand and quietly saying "Blit" every time she did. Blit, Blit, Blit.
"Integrity?" SJ asked lamely, still tied up in the chain link fence, shame on full display.
Her face went from a sort of haught, regal, angry look to a warm smile in an instant.
"Dear sir, one moment, please. I'm discussing things with that harlot via sympathetic connection."
Blit, Blit, Blit.
"Ok, we seem to have come to an accord," Integrity said a couple seconds later. She didn't, however, stop "Blit"ing.
"What happened to that girl?"
"I'm Bliting her around the station. That is, I'm bouncing her around at high speeds using brief projections of Deflection Shields. It's really the only option available to me for melee combat."
SJ felt the range was a little far for "melee", but then remembered he was talking to a literal space ship in loli form.
"Is she ok?"
"She's Structure. That is, she's a Structure…Module. I doubt that there's anything in Mixed Space that could damage a Structure."
SJ thought that last bit sounded really ominous, and hoped that Humanity always stayed on good terms with their vastly technologically superior daughter race.
"So you…talked things out?"
"Yes, dear sir, we did. She was actually quite reasonable. She was super mad the instant I pulled her off of you, but then she gave a wonderful apology. She said her sisters and herself had a rough breakup with their last boyfriend only a couple months ago and that they're really feeling rough about it still. She said that, combined with the fact that…" a blush "...that my new boyfriend is so handsome and sexy, that she just lost control of herself," Integrity had a big smile on her face now, presumably from thinking about him.
SJ wasn't sure if Integrity should buy so quickly into Elf Girl's story, but was happy to hear that things seemed to be resolved for now. He felt like he wasn't the adult in this situation; more like a prized plaything that was being fought over.
"She transferred over some funds and starchart information in apology, asking only that we don't report the attempted rape; she said that she and all her sisters had too many rapes on record already, and if they get one or two more they'll certainly have to do 6 months of community service again in order to keep from having their license revoked. How dreadful! Of course, I agreed."
Of course, he thought. Attempted rape, he thought.
Somehow what Elf Girl had been saying made it feel like it was his fault. Actually, he still felt that way. He had been warned that the bar was a rough place for single men, and to be wary of being led away by strange young girls. His carelessness had almost led to him cheating on his new girlfriends on the first day of their relationship. He knew he didn't resist hard enough and that he was greatly enjoying the experience.
SJ saw that Integrity had found the still present evidence that he had been enjoying it. She was staring at it with a blush on her cheeks, but not saying anything about it.
"Um, I'm sorry about this. I really have no idea how this happened. I don't even know that girl."
"Dear sir, don't worry," she replied, still staring at his crotch while she talked, "Noone would ever blame an adult man for what happens between him and a little girl. She has all the power in that situation and he is just the victim. So please, think nothing of it," she stepped closer to him, still staring.
SJ felt greatly relieved to hear that.
Integrity walked up right next to him, still suspended in the fence. She raised her arms and wrapped them around his waist in a gentle hug. In the process, one of her hands dragged across his crotch. He realized that Integrity had just copped a feel, while he was in this vulnerable situation and couldn't do anything about it. It was embarrassing to him, and besides, it had felt good, so he decided not to say anything.
SJ was startled by the sound of Integrity quietly sniffling into his chest while she embraced him. "I'm a silly girl," she said in a little voice that sounded less Space Princess and more sad 12 year old girl, "I thought for a second that you were running away from us already."
SJ's heart broke a little at this and he wanted to embrace her back…but he was still in bondage.
"You'll…give us a chance before running away, won't you? We're not experienced, but we'll try so, so hard to be good girls for you." More sniffles.
Still not looking at him in the face, still gently embracing him with one arm, she used the other to make a series of flicking motions at the piece of fence holding him by the ankles and wrists. He came off the fence all at once. She caught him with one arm and gently put him on the ground. He was detached from the fence but still had pieces wrapped tightly around his ankles and wrists like handcuffs.
"Master-Controller or Arms can remove that part more safely than I can,m" she said, touching the fence piece bent around one wrist. Still not looking up at his face, "I'm sorry for saying silly things."
SJ was finally able to embrace her back, and did, equally gently. "It's not silly," he said, while rubbing her back with one hand and enjoying the feel of her exposed shoulder blades. "I still like you guys just as much! Let's go get that boyfriend contract right away. Thanks for saving me, by the way."
SJ couldn't tell for certain, but he was fairly sure that the graceful and beautiful Integrity had just copped another feel while he was talking.
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Chapter 10 - Contractual Consent
{Sympathetic Connection}
MC { . .molester!}
Arms {Hey. I have pointy ears…}
Integrity {It's ok, Armadillo, love. Yours are furry and charming.}
Arms {Thank you…}
Navigation {How far did she get with our boyfriend?!}
Integrity {It's not so bad. She was rubbing his chest over his shirt and kissing his neck. We can catch up.}
Navigation {Rawr!}
MC { . . . . .thing}
Integrity {Guess what, girls. I got farther than that hussie… I touched his thing. Twice!}
All { Eeeeeeh?!}
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The quad was heading towards the ICE's Consent Office in a protective formation; SJ in the middle. Arms had informed everyone that SJ smelled vulnerable and delicious, and so they were on maximum alert. Any little girl that looked at their new boyfriend the wrong way was at risk of either being Blit'd over the horizon or mashed into the pavement by one of Arm's spontaneous robot arms.
SJ rubbed his sore wrists, which had been recently freed when Arms snapped the bent chainlinks off in her teeth ("Not how I expected her to handle it", Integrity had then whispered to him apologetically). It seemed that weird tension had passed and Integrity was both talking normally and making eye contact…and not sneaking feels of his junk, at least that he had caught.
MC ( .)
Navigation (I don't see any problems.)
Arms (I don't smell any problems.)
Integrity (I…um…our boyfriend has a nice butt?)
The others nodded to the affirmative. MC swooped in to confirm with a pinch.
SJ, "Hey!"
MC, "Sorry,Papa. .slipped.)
Before he could respond, the girls ushered him into a short, narrow alley.
SJ, "Oh, no. Again?"
Integrity, "Worry not, dear sir. We'll be quick."