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Chap. 65: Judgment Lapse

Adisa was exhausted. She had attended the meeting the night before, and been all-but comatose physically for more than a week, but that was about all the energy she had to spare even after waking up from a nearly nine-hour restless night. It wasn't that the beds that Game Freak had provided their beta testers were uncomfortable. It was that they were, at least compared to the ground she'd been sleeping on for weeks inside the game world.

The fatigue, well… that had a different, if related source. The children in her care, mostly but not all NPC children (it had surprised her a great deal to see three familiar young faces in the crowd that night, for she hadn't recognized any earlier), had been a source of strength, but also the biggest reason for her bone-deep weariness.

She didn't have any children. Adisa didn't even particularly like children, and had been an only child herself. But how could she have cut them loose? What kind of monster would she have been, if she left them to the use and abuse of Team Rocket? How wrong she'd been about the kind of organization they were… or was it just Morley Vaan? Or was he one of the good ones, and she was really an invader?

Was that what had soured him on her, him finding out?

But if so, how? And what did being an invader even mean? They were playing a game!

If that was the case, though, why did it all feel so real, as if their choices, her choices, had such consequences behind them? Because it did. They did, all of them. From the first time she'd fucked that loser, to falling in with Morley, to joining Rocket, unofficially or not, Adisa had felt the weight of consequences piling up. Now, the weight reminded her of the legends of Atlas, only she was no great Titan able to carry the whole of the world.

She was just one woman. A stupid, short-sighted one who'd been lured in by the prospect of power, by doing some good, and all she had really done was harm. Adisa had reason to be exhausted.

But she didn't have any excuse other than that for not writing her mother. So she sat down despite the overwhelming fatigue, opened up the datapad on the small desk in her room on the Beta Tester floor, and began to type.

From: Chuke, Adisa – Game Freak R&D [REDACTED]

To: Chuke, Indra – Personal – Francisco District R343 – MailServ 35aa6 [REDACTED PER OWNER REQUEST]

Mother,

I'm sorry it's been so long. Things have been terribly busy here, and I'm working… oh, for about ninety hours in a given week. That's not as much as it seems though, because we're asleep for some of that time in the system I'm testing, too. It's pretty amazing, but of course because of the NDA I can't say much. GF has been touting it as their greatest masterpiece since it was first revealed at the expo three years ago, and I believe them. It's… it's really something. Dad would've loved it. I do, too.

Even you would find things to like. Anyway, I just wanted to write to let you know I'm still alive. Healthy, mostly. We're basically fed on nano-paste, but since we're unconscious we don't taste it, and when we're out, like now, we eat like kings and queens. GF's spared no expense to make us comfortable, aside from our beds, which are at least pretty good. Small, but that's the only issue I have with them. I've already told you about the gym, the pool, the medical care.

But inside the game it's so much different. Like… like Earth from centuries ago. I don't dare be more specific because of the NDA, but before we ruined everything, only in some ways it's more advanced than we are and in some ways we're better off. The thought that went into it is insanely detailed, and I'll respect the devs for the rest of my life for what they've been able to accomplish. I'd have thought it was AI, but everything's too consistent, without those weird glitches you occasionally see. It had to take a human brain or brains, probably thousands, in the development and design process. Of course the neural spinners could make it good now based on human input, but even so it's better than anything else I've seen or even heard of by entire parsecs.

Oh, and before I forget again, did you want me to give your contact information to Kawasaki Niwa? I've seen him a few times around, he seems to basically be a Gopher, runs a lot of errands. Ran into him today, actually, and I can probably find him in the company directory.

Anyway, I love you, and Dad, and Zendo. Give him lots of scritches for me, okay? Bye, Mom.

-Adisa

"Thanks," Elle murmured as Alex's head rose from between her legs, "I really needed that. Now why don't you climb up here and give me what I really want, big man?"

Her lover moved further up the bed and hiked her slender legs up over his shoulders, a position Elle hadn't yet tried, but was eager to experience. Of course, then he hesitated. "Are you sure?" Alex asked, "You've… you said you wanted to wait in the real world, right? In our world?"

Elle blushed and looked to the side, further into the modest but comfortable accommodations Game Freak had provided for the Beta Testers, which still felt almost palatial compared to how she'd grown up. "W- Well, yeah, but… it' s just an idea. I don't have to- we don't have to. I want it, Alex. I want you."

Still he hesitated, which was torture considering that now his throbbing erection, unattended to aside from a few idle strokes of his hand, rested against her bare slit, eager, waiting, hungry. Elle moaned, desperate herself, knowing she didn't have to try to make her hips gyrate and slide up and down his length, for they sought pleasure without thought. "Alex, please…"

He lowered himself over her, and far from feeling oppressed or crushed despite the man being much larger than her petite frame, Elle felt comforted, sheltered, embraced as he kissed her, a strange look in his brown eyes. "I can't," he whispered, "Not… not yet. I'm sorry."

"Why?!" Elle asked, her eyes narrowing in sudden worry and frustration, "You're plenty hard, I know you want me, so why-"

He didn't answer. He couldn't. She could see the words struggling to form in his mind, to coalesce into an argument he hoped might win her over, at least for now, but before he could, a loud chime sounded throughout the floor, followed by Maline Greengrass' rich voice. "All Beta Testers are to report to their individual dormitories immediately for a medical checkup. We will begin with those Testers whose room numbers end in One, and proceed apace. Once the medical checkups are finished, a curfew will be initiated for the evening while our technicians perform a firmware updated on the Tester's nanite controllers. The process is expected to take approximately seven hours all-told, and you will be sedated for the duration of the update. Testing will resume shortly after breakfast tomorrow unless there are unforeseen circumstances. I repeat, all Testers are to return to their dormitories. If your room number ends in One, Two, or Three, I advise you to make haste. This checkup is mandatory, and I'll remind you that you all signed documentation to never, ever miss one or you miss out on your chance to keep working with us. That is all, enjoy your evening."

"Fuck," Alex groaned, as his forehead fell against hers sharply enough to make her wince. He didn't seem to notice, but Elle also barely cared, barely even noticed. She was far more concerned with replicating the sensation she had fallen in love with, come to relish with every atom in her body, in the other world: Alex, inside her. She knew, deep down, that it would be unhealthy, that Game Freak explicitly did not provide any sort of prophylactic care, and she was far too young physically to have a healthy child if that event occurred.

But in that moment, after a body-wracking orgasm, with his member still hard and sliding up and down her slit, Elle only wanted him in. In her, stroking inside her like he had in the game, fucking her slowly, gently, or hard and furiously.

Only… he had hesitated.

And now it was too late. "Go," she growled, "Get- I'll just get myself off then. Maybe one of the orderlies will do the job."

She knew it had hurt him the moment she said it, but Elle mulishly chose not to apologize as Alex's jaw went hard and he stood up, then turned away without a word. She watched him dress, her body still aching for release but her mind now set on ignoring it. She didn't bother dressing herself until he was already at the door, when she finally sat up herself.

"Sorry," Alex murmured, "I just…"

She knew. Elle knew very well what the problem was, it was the same thing that had her almost hesitating. She was an adult in the eyes of the law. In the game, she may as well have been. Only it wasn't, was it? Not a game. Game Freak had lied to them all, was still lying to them. About it being a game, about the way the system worked, maybe even everything. She had failed in her bit of corporate espionage weeks ago, only found references to numbers "Labs" that might correspond to Robin's birthplace… only there were more than a hundred and thirty all-told scattered throughout Game Freak's main offices in Pacific, and in other Mega-Cities throughout the world.

Lots and lots of money was being funneled into them, but she had found no traces of what each Lab was actually doing, aside from what Robin herself had told them, and she didn't know which Lab she was raised in by number. Donations from other MegaCorps, many environmental in nature, or at least pretending to be, like EcoPetaPax, the result of Greenpeace, PETA, and a dozen other conservation-minded non-profits merging together when they realized just how profitable that sort of work could be. EPP alone funneled trillions annually into GF's coffers for their Labs… and why? Even the military was funding huge Labs. That man, Lt. Colonel Phillips, who had been Dr. Phillips to Robin she supposed, was proof. But again, why?They were a game company, always had been.

Until now.

And she'd found no clue. As good as she was, able to circumvent Pacific MC's very secure databases of personal ident documentation to alter her legal age, adding history for medical checkups, birth records, and everything she could think of… she couldn't get into the mainframes at GF. Someone or someones were actively on the lookout for intruders, and she'd been stymied at every turn.

It didn't help her frustration with Alex, though. She understood, she really did… but damn it, why did he have to be so noble? She could've just purchased an after-sex treatment! They had them available in the cafeteria, for Arceus' sake!

Elle didn't realize she was growling under her breath until she was dressed, and the muffled sound of a knock on the door up the hall, Alex's room, made her go quiet. She listened intently, heard muffled words, but could not make out what they were saying. She recognized a few voices, though. That handsome older man, the Asian who'd helped show a bunch of people around during orientation. Maline Greengrass. A woman she didn't know, younger-sounding. Then the door shut, and the sound went even quieter, so she could barely hear anything.

Elle sighed, more frustrated with herself than Alex, really. It wasn't really his fault, was it? No… he was, in fact, a decent man. It was one of the best qualities about him, she thought. Perverted, yes, but who wasn't? And he controlled it better than most, even if she wished he wouldn't. Gods, watching him fuck that slut, Riina, was hot… and Joy, and Joy again, too. She wanted to be there when he fucked Megumi. And maybe Robin.

… Maybe Robin would grow a dick and give it to Elle, instead.

No, she scolded herself, that's just being petty. Sure, you should do that… but not when you're mad at him. If you even are. Don't cuck Alex, he's too good for you already, and it'd just drive him away. Patience, girl. You can have that dick back in the game. Or the other world. Fuck… I'm still so horny. Maybe I can work one out while they do Alex's checkup…

Alex groaned as the group outside knocked on his door. He really didn't want to deal with any of them. Not the sexy businesswoman, or the doctor, or the orderlies. He just wanted Elle. He wanted to be with her, and now…

Were they fighting? Was this their second actual fight, and first in the real world? In their world?

He didn't know. Her saying 'go' had been pretty firm, and what she hadn't said after 'get' was probably 'out.' The younger girl was, at the very least, mad at him. Beyond frustrated. And he couldn't blame her, he was mad at himself! What kind of virile, red-blooded eighteen year old not take the chance to have sex with a girl as pretty and willing as Elle Berkman?

Him, apparently.

He was barely even dressed, his hard-on was anything but faded, and he really, really didn't want to do a medical checkup in front of a bunch of people. And he wanted to get laid, damn it! "Idiot," he groaned, "You could've been done by now!"

That was when the knock happened, and the door cracked open, revealing an amused-looking Maline Greengrass. "Oh, Mr. Ward, you sound frustrated… bad time? Tough. You've got thirty seconds to put yourself together, we have a schedule to keep."

"Like you don't know you just interrupted… it's fine, come in."

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," Maline said with a smile as she opened the door further and stepped in to allow the others through. She, of course, had to have a datapad in her hand showing a security feed of Elle's room, where his girlfriend was pacing back and forth in the small space, clearly as frustrated as he was. "Why would we spy on our illustrious Beta Testers?"

He snorted, and she grinned, tracking his eyes as they flicked down to the screen and back with a scowl. "You've met Niwa-san, and Jenny Carlisle."

That name made Alex swallow; and he remembered the last time Maline had tried to seduce him alongside this girl, apparently one of her 'pets'. The dark-skinned, part-Asian girl was still petite and slim, shy-looking, and efficient as she went about the work of changing his sheets and cleaning the room while her superiors did the more important work.

Greengrass had brought her on purpose, Alex was sure of it. After what Elle had told him about her own experiences with the young woman after he had turned her down, and not quite finished with Maline… either he was in hell and this was some fresh new torture, or she had brought the woman on purpose, knowing he would react.

He definitely was.

Still, the other orderly and the doctor were quite efficient as they directed him to strip down to his underthings, and pointedly ignored his erection as he lay down on the bed. The older orderly was put to work swabbing the inside of his elbow while the doctor applied the standard self-tightening tourniquet to his upper arm, and a moment later the familiar sting of a well-placed hypo-needle pierced his skin. "Well done, Mr. Ward- barely any reaction," the doctor commented, "This is just a standard small blood sample. The lab will check your levels for several things, part of the usual work-up, and how the feeder and maintenance nanites are keeping up. And this one…"

There was a second prick, "Is the strain with the updated firmware. You'll need to remain in your room while they propagate, because there've been reports that some people get dizzy spells. Don't want you falling in the halls where we might not notice for a while. You'll have about… half an hour after we leave to do whatever you need to, then you'll start feeling drowsy. Don't fight it: get to bed immediately, and get comfortable. You'd lose anyway. Now… any feelings of nausea, illness, or pain, since you first reported you were injured after fighting a… What was it, a giant Golurk?"

Before Alex could respond, the doctor, also an older man who probably had a decade on the orderly, looked to Maline, who was waiting patiently by the door, "Isn't that from a later Gen…? I thought the Kanto area only had Genwun and Gentwo 'mons."

She shrugged, "It was probably brought in after the sim started, we haven't been able to pin down exactly why. It's not like Yggdrassil can't adapt to anything out there. Anomalies are bound to happen, Dr. Hobby. Best get your work done, though, I need to speak with Mr. Ward before you move on to room two."

"Indeed. Anyway, Mr. Ward, the nanites themselves will perform most of the checkup but anything to report?"

"No, I actually feel great, mostly," Alex replied, "healthy as I've ever been."

"Good. Your vitals seem to be well within normal… elevated pulse, but that's normal for your state of obvious arousal."

Alex blushed, but the doctor continued undeterred, "Hm. That's… unusual, but not out of the acceptable range. Greengrass, what do you think of this?"

Alex frowned then as he showed the older woman his datapad. She glanced at whatever was on there for a moment, then smiled, "Ah, perfect. That's actually what we were hoping for. Nothing to worry about. If you need confirmation, check with Lab Twenty-three."

"I'll do that, thank you. If you're sure there's nothing to worry about?"

Maline shook her head, "No, we've seen similar results in others from the Alpha group. Mr. Ward is just the first in the Beta, I'm sure, likely because of his high Sync Rate."

"Hm. That does track… very well, but I'm going to follow up and keep an eye on it."

"What the hell?" Alex muttered, "Not going to tell me what?"

For a moment, the doctor, Hobby, frowned, opened his mouth, then grimaced. "I'm afraid not, Mr. Ward. It's nothing life-threatening or harmful, just a blip. I can assure you that, my employment with Game Freak not withstanding, I would inform you if I thought there was any danger or risk at all. But as there isn't, I'm contractually obligated to withhold the data. At least, for now."

There was a beep from the pad, and Dr. Hobby looked at it once more, "Good, propagation has begun ahead of schedule. Thirty minutes, Mr. Ward. Good afternoon. Niwa-san?"

The male orderly nodded, snapped off a crisp, "Sir," and then followed him out the door.

"Now that it's just us," Maline said with a grin the moment it shut behind the two men, "start sucking, Slut. You aren't going to turn dear Miss Carlisle down now, are you?"

Jenny Carlisle, the part-Asian, part-African young woman about his own age was already leaning over the bed, reaching for his pants. Elle was mad at him for being stupid… still probably annoyed he'd turned her down before. But she would be jealous if he'd gotten off with this woman instead, wouldn't she? Or would she be more upset that he'd turned her down again?

Alex tried to find an answer, to come up with a reasonable solution. But as his mind raced, Miss Carlisle was dutifully reaching for his dick, and the moment she touched it, all rational thought fled. He'd been too pent up, too nervous. But here, rather than Elle, who, ultimately, wasn't as old as she acted or might legally be, was a woman who was, and seemed all too happy to do the job.

"No," he groaned, as the young woman started to suck. And she was, indeed, very good. Definitely more skillful than Elle, her tongue started lashing left and right as she bobbed, zig-zagging up and down his shaft as she pumped, adding her hand to the motion on the lower half, and immediately cupping and softly kneading his laden, heavy balls with the other. "Fuck… oh, fuck!"

"I told you she's pretty good last time," Greengrass teased, then made a show of unbuttoning her vest, then her blouse, to show him her very deeply black, lace bra, which struggled to contain full breasts as large as Elle's entire head. "Now, be a good boy, and cum for her, and I'll tell you a little secret. What the Doctor couldn't say, I can, and you'll have earned the right to know if you're a good little boy."

"Shut the hell up," he groaned, "I'm not into Mommy kinks."

"Oh, I don't give a shit, you little punk," Greengrass chuckled, "You're going to cum in that slut's mouth anyway, and then I'm going to make you hard again, and milk you myself, just because you're being rude. If you learn to listen, I'll do it with my lovely pussy, if you don't, well… you'll be lucky to get a painful hand-job that'll still make you squirt all over. I just need a sample, after all, it doesn't have to be pristine."

"A- A sample?" Alex grunted, confused, "Wha- What do you- fuck!"

Carlisle had just shoved her whole mouth and throat all the way down his shaft, and Alex felt his hips jerk up at the sudden spike in pleasure, taking her head and upper torso with it. He really could not believe a slight thing like her could take his whole cock, but she did so smoothly, without apparent effort.

"That's it," Maline cooed, pulling down half her bra to fully reveal one breast, which Alex had to admit was spectacular. She tweaked it twice for his and her mutual enjoyment, then leaned over him, "Are you close, Alex? She's well-trained… why don't you suck my tit while you cum? Just don't bite!"

She shoved it in his face, and Alex was so turned on, he couldn't refuse. Knowing he was damned for doing so, Alex started licking, suckling as he would have with Elle's, or really anyone's, hoping that if Maline at least enjoyed it, the woman would leave him alone, but knowing that it would only make things worse if she did.

"Mmm… there we go. Keep sucking, my dear… Alex, you don't have to hold back. Cum for her, she wants it. I want it. You want it… so badly! Don't hold back… Ah, there we go. Good boy."

He couldn't stop himself, couldn't hold back. Not with her teasing, not with being pent-up from before, but ultimately unsatisfied. Instead, Alex chose to use the situation he found himself in. A willing slut, Maline had called Jenny Carlisle. Well-trained, obedient… he'd seen that with his own eyes, in her utter lack of hesitation to follow whatever order Maline Greengrass gave her. And she was very good, probably the most skilled blowjob he'd ever gotten, including from Brigid Stirling.

Alex was going to climax regardless, so at least he may as well enjoy it. And maybe, just maybe, regain a little bit of control of the situation. His teeth did in fact clamp down, if not too hard, on Maline's teat. Hard enough he knew she felt it, and maybe even felt pain, but not too hard. His hands were busy too as his hips bucked up into the pretty orderly's mouth. One hand flew to the back of her head and held her in place, though he didn't have to work hard: she dutifully stayed on him the whole time he was ejaculating. The other snaked lightning-fast around Maline, grabbed her by the hair, and then pulled downward as his teeth let go. Then he pushed, and brought her lips to his, claiming them fiercely.

She wanted to own him, as she claimed to own Elle? Well… Alexander Ward knew that Ward Shipping and Logistics was far from the biggest company in the world. It didn't even register in the top ten thousand. But it wasn't without its own power, especially within Pacific itself. And he, personally, was not powerless, either.

Maline fought him at first, but only for a few moments, before she moaned and started kissing back. Her hand joined his on Jenny's head, and once he was done climaxing, she pushed away… he let her go.

"Naughty, naughty," Maline cooed teasingly against his lips, then leaned in and bit him, hard, on the lower lip.

He yelped, and Maline stood up fully, before shrugging off her top, taking the vest with it, and pulling her bra over her head. "Slut, clean him up for my pussy. Alex… no one told you you could kiss me. I do the kissing around here, to whom and when I choose. Not you."

Alex looked at her body admiringly, then sat up, though he let the orderly continue licking him clean of his cum and her own saliva with a more gentle hand on the back of her head. If he was damned, then… he may as well enjoy it. He was even still hard! "And I say I choose who I kiss. You don't like it? Get out. Get your 'sample' from this slut's stomach."

"We could," Maline teased, then hopped up onto the narrow bed and threw a leg over his, "Move, whore. My dick now. Anyway, we cou- aaahhhh!"

Alex couldn't believe how smoothly she'd lined him up and then sank down on his turgid rod. "Eager, much? And you call this poor thing a slut and a whore, heh."

Maline grinned down at him, cupping her breasts, "You aren't complaining, are you? I admit, I love sex. I've said it before. I love virile, young men, and older ones, too. I love slutty little girls like this one. I love feeling good. I even love my little Omanyte's tentacles."

Alex swallowed, and put his arms on the woman's hips as she started to writhe. Jenny Carlisle stood up straight and watched, her hands at her side, her expression blank, but Alex knew she was watching intently, for her eyes were locked either on Maline's tits, as his often were, or where they were joined. And fuck, if she didn't feel amazing! For a woman with decades more experience than anyone else he'd been with, her cunt was tight, warm, very wet… and it vibrated and fluttered from internal convulsions as if it was constantly in the midst of a slow-motion orgasm as she started to move. "Hah…"

"Oh? Piqued your interest? Well, you already know that world's as real as this one," Maline said a bit breathlessly as she picked up speed, "Naughty little RDV telling you that, but ah well. As they say, the Meowth's out of the bag on that one. Yes, that Omanyte 'animatronic' in my office is real. I've three, including that one, all sent through the Portal by our exploratory teams, or by… someone. Something. We don't know what, every time it happens our instruments near the other side twig out, get nothing but static. Then- hah- boom, another Pokémon appears. One we don't have already, no less. It's almost like something over there is watching us, and sending us samples, but hell if our team can figure out what it is. All the likely culprits would probably just as soon annihilate our entire operation- our species- if they had the ability to do so."

"Fuck…" Alex wasn't sure if his monosyllabic response was due to what Maline was doing to him, or the gravity of what she'd just revealed. All of it, really.

"Oh, we are," she chuckled, "Whore, be a dear and get down between his legs and lick his balls for me, I'd like Mr. Ward to truly enjoy his first time with me, because I don't- hah- think it'll be the last. Now, as I was saying-"

Alex twitched as the younger woman obeyed again, adding another dimension of pleasure to what was already becoming a fantastic shag.

"We- my boss and I- approve of you and RDV's plan. Get to know all you can about Team Rocket, find out why they call us 'invaders' if nothing else. And for heaven's sake, stop pussy-footing around and get your dick wet in that poor girl."

"Wha- we were already-"

"Not Elle, though she needs it too," Maline interrupted, "RDV. Robin DeVerl. She's still a virgin, you know? Some misguided thing about finding 'a good one' she got from one of the girls in the program that Dr. Phillips reinforced. So fuck that pussy, so she can go have some real fun. At least once."

"Why- why do you care?" Gods, she was good. He was already getting close, and not only because he was sensitive as hell from before.

"She's Phillips' pet project, much like you and Elle are to me," Maline almost moaned, "but I still care that she's suffering. I'm not totally heartless, you know. Shit, that's a good dick, Alex. You should be p- proud. And you should enjoy that Sugimoto girl, too. Meg, or whatever. Grade-A tits on that one, and I bet she's got a sweet pussy, too. And not a bad backup member of your team, too. Not as good as you or Elle could be, but not bad at all. Shame their father was killed when the Portal closed that day- he was a damned good batt- ahh- aahhhfuck, I just came a- a little. A damned good battler. Fuck."

Alex had felt it, felt her clamp down on him like a vise for a few moments, a full, slow stroke, and Maline's eyes had fluttered closed in ecstasy… but he wasn't there yet, and he wasn't sure he wanted to. Not because of Elle, now, but because he was, despite himself, enjoying this.

But she wasn't having any of it. "No more games, boy," she moaned, lowering her breasts to his face again, and her pelvic motions changed from a gentle roll to a hard, ass-slapping up and down that threatened to make him climax in seconds. "Cum. Do it in me, we can get a better sample that way. Do you like it when my pet slurps your balls while my pussy milks your cock, Alex? I bet it feels divine."

"It- it does, I gotta admit," he grunted, and threw an arm around Maline's slender waist to hold her in place as he started driving, thrusting up to meet her own rapid motions, and his lips closed on a nipple again.

She threw her head back in response, "Fuck! Close- close again! Fuck me, fuck me harder, you stud!"

Gone were thoughts of Elle being able to hear, or care. All Alex cared about anymore was doing what she'd said. Not because Maline had said it, but because of the most primal of instincts: the urge to breed. His balls throbbed, churned, heavy with another load despite just releasing one minutes ago, and then lurched, sending wave after wave of potent seed up his shaft, out…

He grunted. Maline sighed, her body going limp and still over him, almost collapsed against him as Alex flooded her tight twat. The tongue on his sack left him for a few seconds, and he almost regretted it, because it'd been delightful, while the orderly rummaged in her supplies. Then he felt something cold against his cock, just below Maline's pussy for a few seconds. "Sample received," he heard her say, her voice still shy. "I have it, Mistress."

"Good girl," Maline cooed, the first genuine emotion aside from vague amusement he'd heard from her about the girl. "Take it directly down to the Lab, use my clearance card, and then come straight back. We'll probably want you to finish off Miss Berkman, too. Would that be a good reward for you, Pet?"

The young woman glanced at Alex, blushed, then nodded, probably glad Maline wasn't even looking at her. "Yes, Mistress."

Then she was gone, and Maline slowly, gingerly climbed off him. Once she was on her slightly unsteady feet, he watched the woman reach between her legs, pull up a drip of his semen, then bring it to her mouth. "Delicious, as I thought. I don't know what it is, but something about Combinant semen is always just so… yummy. And there you go, boy. Your big secret for being a good boy."

Alex's eyes had gone wide despite his cock still dribbling a bit of the same stuff onto his stomach. "Wha- What do you mean Combinant? I'm hum- human- I- fuck. Sleepy…"

"Well timed, then. Don't worry, stud you'll find out more soon enough. Nighty ni-~~~~"

Then he was out, and for a time, all he could dream of was regret, and mistakes, including several recent ones.