Experiment Series
Dr. Alex Cartwright's experiences in a space station on the fringes of space.
"AL, continue the report."
The computer beeped
"Yes ma'am."
I let out a sigh. I hated when he addressed me like that.
"AL, How many times have I told you not to call me ma'am?"
"Three hundred and fifty eight times in the four months since you began this deployment, fifty five this month, sixteen in the past four days, and…"
"AL. That was a rhetorical question."
"Apologies ma'am."
Damn it
There was no way to tell if that was intentional or just basic programming. I glanced back at the specimen containment unit.
"Resume dictation."
"Dictation has not been paused."
"Right"
Ugh, I'll have to edit this before sending it out
I looked towards the spherical plant sitting in the sand. Its body was dark in color with reddish orange petals on top. If not for the drag lines behind it it would look like a strange colored, needleless, non abnormal cactus from home.
"Specimen 3 4 dash 7 has moved 10.3 millimeters to the right since the last examination. This is the second movement of this measure within the week. If the pace continues specimen 3 4 dash 7 will reach the wall of its… the specimen containment unit in about 13 days."
"Twelve days, six hours, thirteen minutes and seven seconds to be exact."
"Thank you AL."
Could he have a more obnoxious tone?
"As always ma'am."
"Pause dictation, and stop calling me ma'am."
"Yes ma'am."
"..." I grumbled under my breath, tail swishing in frustration. Pulling my lab coat tighter I continued to the next specimen containment unit. Eight years majoring Xenobiology at university, three years as a research assistant on the Delta Major station, now I had been assigned to my own station as lead researcher. Finally I had thought. My dedication and efforts were being paid off.
If only they had told me it was a solo gig at the ass end of the galaxy with an A11 AI system, watching over plants. I'd rather be back in Professor Dra' Tals class.
I approached the next SCU observation window. Larger than the last specimen, this xenoflora stood tall like a sunflower with a large open face. As I approached the head turned toward me. I had stopped trying to approach quietly about a month ago after trying my own off the books experiment. It didn't use sound to 'see' me so no point in putting in more effort than necessary. A few of the 'seeds', shot from its center, bounced off the transparent barrier between us.
"Hello Star, any changes today?"
"Specimen Seven Ten Alten Ritz has not been proven to be capable of speech, nor has it been classified as sentient…"
"I'm aware, AL. Resume Dictation. Specimen 7 10 Alten Ritz, I still like Star better, has no noticeable physical changes. Four seeds were released on approach to the specimen, there is no apparent damage to the SCU. AL, make a note to have maintenance look at the SCU."
"Note has been included in the report, would you like to log a request?"
"No. Ph of the soil has increased as previously noticed after feeding. Adding an instance of specimen 337 for feeding."
My fingers worked along the holographic keyboard in front of me to bring up the proper programs.
"Starting recording now." I activated the cameras located within the SCU. Everything was remote in this SCU, I used the rear elevator to pull one of the portable SCUs up from storage. Once it had been attached I activated the thawing process on its occupant before opening the airlock doors between. What came out was a small quadrupedal creature. This was more in my field of study. It was similar to the rodents back home, but with quills like those of the Erinaceidea family around its long tail. It was a fascinating adaptation, I would have loved to study these creatures in their natural habitat. Find what environmental pressure caused the adaptation. Instead we used the fauna to feed the flora. The plant reacted immediately, multiple seeds ejected at high speed piercing into the creature. I turned away from the feeding plant. There were still more plants to report on.
"AL, stop the recording and turn off the SCU cameras when Star is done."
"Are you alright ma'am?"
"I will be when you stop calling me that." I snapped into the empty space around me.
"Apologies. I will cease recording when Seven Ten Alten Ritz has finished hunting behaviors."
I had to unclench my jaw as I walked to the door separating the next section of the station. This part of the station was one large SCU housing a selection of non dangerous flora. Placing my hand on the scanner I had to wait for the identification process to work it's magic.
I'm the only one who's ever here, why is this necessary?
The airlock door opened and I stepped inside. Inside was a hazardous environment suit, a pneumatic tube system and a decontamination shower.
There were protocols, decontaminate, enter the HES, send my clothes over before entering. Then there was how I actually would do things.
"AL, turn cameras to audio only."
"Yes ma'am. Cameras are now set to record audio only."
I knew only one individual would ever see the footage but it was a force of habit at this point. Shedding my lab coat I tossed it on the bench nearby. It was a hassle to deal with taking it off and putting it back on only to have to turn around and do the same thing again. Besides, I had another coat in the other decontamination area.
Even if they caught me breaking protocol, what were they going to do?
Pushing my skirt down my hips it joined the coat. The circulated air brushed against my nethers. There was only me and AL on the station so underwear quickly became an unnecessary delay.
Send me off to some station at the ass end of the galaxy?
My shirt shortly followed letting my breasts come free. I stood nude in the middle of the chamber, savoring the freedom.
Oh, Wait! I'm already here!
I undid the clips holding my long black hair, letting it fall behind me. I stepped into the decontamination station, letting it clean my fur of everything that had accumulated over the last day. I had to smile as the decontamination spray finished, it worked a lot better than the shower in my quarters. Of course I still used it from time to time but this was easier. Sure whomever was the Operations Supervisor would see any footage, or lack there off. But that horn-dog of an Operations supervisor, Giaus would not turn me in. Not with the show I planned for him today. Sure it could be considered blackmail but I was the one doing the blackmailing.
I had to wait for the drying process to finish before I could step out. I let out a shake that started from my ears. Shaking out the tingling sensation from my paws I headed to the second door. I pulled on the glove that I kept by the panel, setting my hand down for authorisation.
"Ma'am you are not in your Hazardous Environment Suit… again."
"And you keep calling me ma'am. Seems we all make mistakes AL."
The door to the interior slid open.
"AL, sent the compiled report to my terminal only. I will be sending the data myself."
The plants in this section were more like the standard flowers back home. These xenoflora however could change color depending on soil PH, amount of water and changes in light. Keeping up the monotonous task of relaying readings was difficult with my mind on other things. I could feel my excitement starting to work its way down my inner thigh.
"Specimen 3 3 7 1 dash 1 has 3 additional buds from last report."
"Apologies Ma'am, you have an incoming message from Operations Supervisor Gaius Fairbanks."
"Pause dictation. What is it about?"
"I will enquire."
Gaius was calling me?
Why is he calling me?
"Operations Supervisor Gaius Fairbanks is enquiring about the lack of communication."
"Uhh…"
"Patching Operations Supervisor Gaius Fairbanks through."
"Wait!"
There was a click and the high pitch voice of Gaius came through.
"Doctor Cartwright. You've turned the cameras off again."
"Operations Supervisor Gaius, You noticed."
Gaius sighed audibly.
"Alex,"
He used my first name.
Uh oh
"You know I can see when anyone does anything along the communications network. What do you want now?"
"What makes you think I want something? Maybe I just don't want to be watched while looking at flowers."
"Because after every time your cameras cut out I get a video. This time though you haven't sent any requests."
I didn't have a response to that.
"I take it you're more in love with the idea than what you want for it. That's fine, I'll be waiting for your request."
Good
My heart settled slightly.
"That's not why I contacted you though."
What!
"So why did you call?"
"A warning, the A11s are receiving an update today so AL will be offline for about 2 hours. If you intend to have AL be your safety net it would be better if you delayed whatever you're going to do."
"Aww are you worried about losing your porn source?"
"Just be careful."
The call disconnected.
"AL?"
"Yes ma'am?"
I glanced at the remaining five open top SCUs.
"How long do we have before the update?"
As much as AL annoyed me, he was my only companion on this station and my safety net for my personal experiments. Not having him to talk to even just for a couple of hours would make the station so much more lonely.
"Three hours, Thirteen minutes and Twenty five seconds ma'am."
Good still enough time.
"Right, resume dictation. Let's get this done."
I sped through the rest of the specimen report, AL had to remind me multiple time that I had missed a few things.
"Come on. Come on." I was bouncing as I waited for the authorizing scan to finish. Squeezing through the door I ditched the glove off to the side, slamming the decontamination door closed. The decontamination cycle felt painfully slow as I waited for it to end. I still had three more plants to report on before I could start. As soon as the door was open I rushed out, snagging the extra lab coat I had prepared. Throwing the coat on, I pressed my hand on the glass panel.
"Ma'am, I have calculated a time estimate. The reports will not be finished until thirty minutes after the update begins and will
need to be compiled by hand. It is recommended that you postpone until after the update is complete."
"And have to sit around like this for hours, not a chance. We'll have plenty of time."
The door hissed open and I dashed through as fast as my feline paws could carry me. I could skip some of the minor details from the first two coming up and just put them in the report before I sent it away.
Specimen 1 8 3 3 was an odd plant in that it looked like a rabbit. It was small with tufts of leaves where the tail and ears would be. I had to take a minute to compose myself, straightening the lab coat to cover everything.
"Let's begin,"
Things had gone well. The plants cooperated enough that all tests had gone smoothly. Now the final plant was in my sights, Specimen 889. It had its official designation but it also had a nickname, grabber vines for its tendency to grab whatever got close. I used a slightly different nickname for this particular specimen, gropper. It was particularly reactive to the pheromones that are produced when a creature is in heat. This one would lash at its containment cell whenever I walked by during those times. Traditionally it would be fed using artificial hormones but today I was going to experiment with live prey. I was quivering with anticipation but I still had to reach the feeding part. The vines, of various sizes, sat on the ground, or dangled from whatever high branches were available, when the plant was in an inactive state. In its native soils it probably would have hidden the dark colored vines among the undergrowth to snag anything that came close. I clenched my hands to avoid reaching down and spoiling everything. Settling my urges I approached the control console. I could see the specimen through the observation window. Five closed white flowers sat central among the tangle of vines, pointed up toward the light that acted as an artificial sun. Some botanists wondered what the flowers smelled like but none had been brave enough to attempt. If I could remember in the midst of my plan I would have to write to them and let them know.
“Specimen 8 89, weight is down from last report by .13 kilograms. Will attempt to increase daily nutrients intake to bring weight back up. Using laser measures to take lengths of vines.” The measurements would take some time so I started working my overrides into the system. If this was going to work I had to stop the nutrient dispensers and bypass the door locks. Normally it would be impossible but through my dealings with Gaius I had gained a backdoor into the system and several informative lessons that let me work out the codes I needed. If I was going to do this I was going to do it right. The computer let out a beep informing me the measurements were finished. I quickly scanned over the measurements.
"Longer than last time. AL, make a note that the vines have increased in length, a possible adaptation for the loss of weight." Time was quickly approaching and I was not going to miss my chance. My breath was coming rapidly, I could feel the heat building in my loins. Containing my excitement was the hardest part as the rest of the report details were recorded. One by one the steps I needed to take were completed, then it was time.
“Entering feeding procedure.” I quickly hit the override code pausing the feeding process. Today would be a little different.
“AL, set a timer for 5 minutes then deploy the blocker agent. How much time is left?”
“Yes ma'am. Ten minutes until shutdown. I have received the update package."
"Right, start the timer as soon as the door is closed. Turn on the SCU cameras and camera 4, set output to loop and record."
I waited for the light on camera to turn on.
I bent directly in front so I would be directly inframe. Anyone looking at the footage would have no doubts that I wasn't wearing a bra.
I gave a wink letting my hand slowly run down the hem of my coat until it reached below my breasts. I placed my left index finger in front of my mouth in a shush gesture before pulling the coat to the side. I wasn't exposing much but the tease of just the one breast was enough for some. Turning and standing upI moved toward the open door. Leaning against the frame I let the coat slide down my back and to the floor. I knew I would be silhouetted in the light of the SCU. I slowly strolled into the door letting my hips sway, raising my arms to show off my figure.
Entering the SCU the door closed behind me, now things were going to get interesting. The vines on the floor reacted slowly, turning and slithering towards me. I reached up for the vines dangling above me, taking hold of two of them. These vines wrapped themselves around my wrists clutching tightly. I let the plant pull my paws off the ground while I dangled from my wrists.
The central flowers began moving now, extending and snaking toward me. I smiled as one dangled down in front of my face. I had seen this behavior before and knew what came next. A puff of pollen emerged from the flower. I breathed in deeply.
I had caught a whiff of this pollen before while trying to fix the door. The effects had left me so horny for the next day and a half. I spent more quality time with my vibrator in that day and a half than I had in all my time at college.
Now I was experiencing a full dose. It had the almost immediate effect of sending me into a state similar to being in heat. My heart pounded, the fire in my loins flared up and I had to gasp for air pulling in more pollen. Every sensation became more intense. My nipples became stiff and even just the motion of the air from swinging was starting to excite me.
Vines from below slithered up my legs, pulling them apart. I was now spread cross eagle in the air, open and mostly helpless. More vines crawled up my legs brushing against my thighs. I shuddered as more crawled down my arms. One wrapped around my neck squeezing before holding steady. Tail thrashing, I could do nothing but hang in the plant's grasp.
“Aaahhah!” Something brushed against my clit sending me soaring. I could feel lubricant dripping from within. Vines encircled the base of my breasts, I could feel every pulse of the plant as it moved on my body. My breath was coming in ragged gasps as the vine around my throat tightened then released. Two of the flowers neared my sensitive nipples, small tendrils extending from between the closed petals. These tendrils stroked against my sensitive chest buds eliciting a moan.
"Oohhh, just fuck me already." I whined. The plant had other ideas. The flowers that had a hold of my nipples now opened the petals to enclose my breasts.
"Ahhha" my nipples were tugged around until a more firm pressure was applied. The flowers continued to pull and push against my breasts in what felt like a sucking motion. As I struggled the vines around my neck tightened. When I stopped they loosened as the flower in front of me let loose more pollen into my face. I breathed that in too. The stimulation of my breasts was driving me crazy. I couldn't keep up.
"AL…" my voice was cut off by the vine around my throat tightening. With my mouth agape the flower in front of me opened revealing a large protrusion that it shoved inside. I could feel it push my tongue aside and settle towards the back of my throat. The petals closed around my snout.
It smelled of musk.
My rational mind was still racing, AL had a timer so I was still ok, the deterrent chemical had proven strong enough to cause a release before. So I just had to wait for the timer on my experiment to end.
A liquid of some kind spurted into my mouth. I had to swallow to avoid choking. It was warm, sticky and had a slightly sweet taste to it.
I wanted more.
My instincts said to suckle this thing like milk from my mother but I had to take it slow. I could feel changes working in my body. Breasts becoming larger, breathing rapidly, I was sucking in the musky air that was provided at a greater rate. Anyone below me could have taken a shower with how wet I was. The second mouthful caught me by surprise. It was sweeter than the first time and I gave up on all pretenses of self control. I sucked as hard as I could even using my tongue to massage my new partner. I was on the brink of losing my mind to the pleasure.
First it was just a gentle probe at my rear that then became a stretching sensation as something popped inside. I didn't care at this point what was going on down there but being filled left me with a warm feeling. The flower in my mouth pulsed again, so did the one in my rear. Something pushed deeper then retracted and pushed in again. Hanging in this plant's grip I couldn't have done anything to stop it even if I had wanted it to stop. I was just along for the ride and I wanted more.
Thankfully the plant was willing to provide.
"Mmmhhhph!" I gargled around the plant in my jaws. A stroke of my clit was the heralding of the climax of my anticipation. My little bud was stitched and twirled around as the last flower settled into place. The tip of its protrusion staging along my lips caused my body to quiver. I had been waiting for this, waiting for the push up and over the edge. It wriggled its way inside, sending waves of pleasure with every move. Every twitch led to a new spasm in my body. I sucked harder and was rewarded with more viscous liquid that I drank greedily. A pull on My breasts led to a new sensation, something flowed out of me. The liquid I was receiving started to take on a taste similar to milk. I started receiving more regular influxes of the liquid as the plant began milking me.
Up and down the plant pulsed inside of me, tendrils still flicking my nub around, caressing all of my sensitive areas. The tugging and teasing was overwhelming on my overly sensitive body. My rational mind lost control as I let myself be ravaged by the plant.
How long have I been here? Had AL…
I jerked as every hole was filled with liquid from the plant. I couldn't form thoughts as the plant continued with its unabated assault. Every nerve in my body was on fire, I sat on the edge unable to come down, so close to the climax I craved but it wouldn't let me. Every time I would reach the top my sucking would reward me with the liquid and it renewed my struggle at the edge.
"mmmmhhhhhph" I could do nothing but moan and suck harder. If AL had entered the update then I was on my own. My only hope was that the plant would let me go when it was done. Whether my body would give out or be released would remain to be seen.
"Steady, steady. Almost there."
I had to talk to myself, through gritted teeth, as I held my hands steady. Working with small samples was always difficult. Working with biological samples the same width as a sheet of paper, contained in an isolation chamber where my only contact was a set of thick rubber gloves, was even harder. None of it would have bothered me; it would have been a normal, if time-consuming process. But I had decided to try an additional experiment. An experiment that made even simple duties more tenuous.
"Just stay focused. Don't think about it. Setting Sample Three into cumming... Cleaning! Cleaning solution!"
Damn it, too horny to even think straight.
Unable to do much else, I sucked my lip in frustration. Setting the sample down, my tools clipped the beaker, causing it to tip.
"WOAH!"
I reached to stabilize the beaker, but within the gloves, I couldn't act fast enough. The beaker tipped over, spilling its contents into the chamber. I huffed with annoyance. Looking at the sample, my heart sank. In the scramble to stop the mess, I had ripped the sample.
"Damn it."
Clenching my teeth tighter, I pulled my hands from the gloves. Spinning away from the container where the experiment was located, I looked down at myself. I was only wearing my lab coat, so it was easy enough to see the reasons for my frustration. The lock near my genitals taunting me. If I could get that off, I could take off the stupid belt and…
I grabbed the lock and tugged fruitlessly. My left hand grabbed at the dome that covered my breasts. I snarled through the muzzle into the open room.
"If you had taken proper precautions, ma'am you would not need your current protective equipment."
I glared into one of the room cameras. Trying desperately to reach a finger under the belt shielding my nethers from intrusions. I couldn't open my jaws but I could still speak through my teeth.
"Oh geez, thanks mom. I guess I'll consider that next time I spend a day getting fucked by a plant!"
"That is a good course of action."
I narrowed my eyes, squinting at the camera.
Was that sarcasm?
AL had picked up a few new features after the update. Still picking at the lock, I stood up from my stool.
"I need to do something other than these tests."
"Ma'am you are in a temporary medical hold and are only authorized for light work.”
"I'm not talking about more work, AL. I need to do something to take my mind off of this. I'm too aroused to do any work."
I waved my hand up and down my body as my tail thrashed behind me. Since my encounter with the gropper vines, I had been stuck in a state similar to being in heat. It had to do with the spores in my system, I was told.
Personally, I think it had more to do with Gaius wanting to watch me squirm than any floral spores. But I couldn't deny there was something happening. I felt a drive to return to the containment unit and get off while being…
I tensed, bending over as the urge rushed from my loins.
"I need to eat something, take a walk, something."
I tugged on the belt lock as if my life depended on it.
"If you continue to attempt to tamper with the protective equipment, I will be forced to restrain you further."
I forced my hands away from the belt. Putting them up in the air.
"All right, all right. Just let me get something to eat."
"Your next scheduled meal is not till…"
"Not that medical slurry."
Recent meals had been paste force fed through a tube.
"The medical nutrition paste is designed to lower your sex drive and cease your urges. Until your system is clear, this is your prescribed diet."
"Having me suck the tube as if it was a dick doesn't help."
"Any changes to your medical leave protocol requires consultation with a medical professional. Your current treatment has been deemed sufficient, with the addition of extra protective equipment. Do you wish for a medical consultation?"
"No, no. There's no need for a consultation."
Grumbling, I traced my hand down along the chastity bra, reaching for the belt around my waist. If I were to have a consultation, I would have to explain how spores from a contained specimen got in my system. Base exposure response was bed rest, something to reduce arousal, and a lack of sexual activity. All fine and good for accidental exposure in the field, but I had spent more than twenty-four hours entangled with the specimen. I was stuck at a level of arousal that I thought was only attainable at the height of estrus. AL had made some modifications to the recovery plan that included purchasing specific items.
"AL, I'm a bit confused about something. Why the muzzle?"
"The protective equipment is based on searches of your recreational network usage."
Tugging at the belt, I felt my face flush. My tail curled in embarrassment. I knew what AL was referring to. My terminal history was full of stories by a skunk and rabbit about getting roped into chastity and other sorts of bondage. Recent stories involved Luster using a simulacrum to create a repeating state of denial and ecstasy. As well as Oreos being bound and locked in chastity by clones.
Of course, AL had seen it all, and more, determining that the best way to stop me was to apply devices similar to those found among the stories.
"It was important to ensure that you would not engage in any sexual activity or increase your arousal. The chastity belt prevents you from accessing genital or anal stimulation. While the chastity bra prevents breast or nipple stimulation."
"I understand the purpose of the belt and bra. But why the muzzle?"
I gripped the cage that held my mouth closed. It was harnessed around my head, preventing me from just slipping the straps off and removing it.
"In your case, it was deemed necessary to apply something to block oral stimulation. However, certain responsibilities require a level of manual input. The ability for you to dictate was deemed necessary. A standard mouth restraint would not suffice for that purpose."
"They're called gags AL."
No idea if it was a poor choice to educate AL on the terminology of bondage items, but hearing 'mouth restraint' would have driven me insane.
"Acknowledged. It is now time for your scheduled meal. Would you prefer to continue working after or do you wish to return to bed rest?"
I let out a sigh, stretching slightly. At this point, I had grabbed what part of my ass I could hold and tried to work some stimulation out of it.
"I'll decide once I've eaten AL."
The fur on the back of my neck was standing, my loins were on fire, and I had no control of my tail, but at least I wasn't strapped to the bed anymore. I would have to go back eventually, but just putting it off longer, my mind wandered…
"If you continue to attempt to tamper with the protective equipment, I will be forced to restrain you again."
What?
My hands had grabbed at the belt again, fingers trying to force their way under the metal. I pulled my hands away.
"Not trying to, it just keeps happening."
The door hissed open. AL had kept my room locked down so I couldn't wander when I was supposed to be doing something else. It seems he made a similar decision regarding the lab. Entering the halls I made my way to the kitchen. I didn't remember much of the first week of the experience. AL stated he had to put safeguards in place once I had recovered enough to move to prevent me from attempting to reenter the containment unit. Eventually, he sealed off that wing of the station and kept me restrained to my bed. I only remember coming to my senses a couple of days ago, restrained to my bed. My only release was to relieve myself and feeding but I had still been confined to my room.
“Hey AL? What if dictation was not required?”
I wasn’t sure I wanted to know but I had to ask anyway.
“A different gag would have been selected.”
"Figured."
Entering the kitchen was like seeing an old friend. Memories flooded back. The dented table top in the center where I had spent so much time filing paperwork to get the hell off of this posting. The refrigeration unit had only worked half the time. The mess of a preparation station that would make food scalding on the outside while still being frozen on the inside. None of the items were there. They hadn't been for a few years at this point.
I smiled at the smooth interior. Each item was top of the line, and I knew I could get any of them replaced if necessary. The one old item was my chair that had sentimental value. It was in that chair where I discovered the black market that existed among the far research stations. The leather coating was worn and discolored, while the wheels were missing their covers. My hand reached down, brushing the metal that covered my sex. A light moan escaped my throat.
"You are emitting noises that indicate arousal."
"I'm horny as all hell AL. It's going to happen."
"Continued arousal is not conducive to recovery."
I shrugged off the comments. Forcing my hands off the belt, I moved to the refrigeration unit.
"You do not have medical approval for a change of diet."
"AL. I'm losing my mind. I can't do another tube feeding. It makes everything worse. I need something different."
There was silence. I paused in the act of opening the refrigeration unit.
"AL?"
"I have found an alternate intake method. A bowl has been prepared."
The food preparation station chimed. A bowl of the medical slurry popped out. I hesitated, one hand still on the handle of the refrigeration unit.
"So do I get the muzzle off?"
"Temporarily, please hold still."
I could hear the mechanical arms descending from the ceiling. One of the coiling appendages dropped into my sightline. It took hold of the muzzle while I could hear more behind me, undoing the lock and buckles. I breathed deep as the straps went slack against my face. As the muzzle was removed, I exhaled through my mouth. Stretching my jaw, I explored the new freedom with my hands.
"Oh I've missed this."
"The muzzle will be returned upon completion of your meal."
I released the handle from the death grip I had placed on it.
"So what happens now?"
"You are required to consume the provided nutrients, then determine if you are ready to continue light work duty or retire for the evening."
I scooped the bowl and spoon off the prep station. As I walked, a thought occurred to me. I smirked, glancing at the camera as I sat.
"You know I can take my time now that you aren't shoving it down my throat."
"The medical plan requires you finish the entire serving. There is no specified time. As your current treatment overseer, I would advise that you finish in a reasonable time frame."
I stuck the first spoonful in my mouth. Being able to eat by myself was amazing, the feeling of the metal against my tongue, the curve of the spoon, the feeling of something in my mouth. I could feel a stir of arousal over an object in my mouth. Tipping the contents in, I pulled the spoon out. A fresh wetness was forming below.
As soon as the contents hit my tongue, the feelings changed. It tasted awful. Like an oatmeal paste, no flavor but the bitterness of the medicine within. I gagged it down, turning to look at the camera. I was still feeling a bit sassy with my new freedom.
"And what if I don't finish in a reasonable time?"
"Then I will return to force feeding you."
I wish you had something other than just a lens.
It was hard to tell if AL was serious or not. I shoveled a few more spoonfuls just in case. With my body in a heightened state, the experience was both pleasurable and not at the same time.
"So how much longer do I have to keep this up?"
"Until the spores from specimen eight eight nine have cleared from your system."
"How long is that AL?"
"The time frame is unknown. A class one encounter has been known to take between three to seven days to clear. The nearest classification for your encounter is a class four. A class four encounter has been observed to take between five to ten weeks to clear. A class four encounter has been listed as full spore inhalation and one hour of…"
AL droned on as I put more of the slurry into my mouth. Beneath the table, I tried to work the lock around, feeling for a keyhole of some kind.
"...Your case is different due to being fully integrated for more than twenty-four hours. Under the direct medical advice presented, your current situation will last one hundred and twenty to two hundred and forty weeks."
I choked on the mouthful I was swallowing.
"120 weeks! That's over 2 years!"
"Two years, fifteen weeks, and five days to be exact. Two hundred and forty weeks would be…"
"I don't want to know."
I slumped in my chair. More than two years living in constant heat, without an orgasm. I was only aware of three days in this state, and each had been hell. Taking another gulp, I gave up pulling on the lock and started rubbing the metal plate covering my pussy, hoping to move the belt to create friction and some sort of stimulation. I let out a sigh of frustration when the belt wouldn’t budge. All I received was sore fingers for my efforts.
“You are making sounds of distress.”
Ignoring AL, I finished what was left of the bowl.
“Blegh! It’s horrible.”
"The medicine is vital to your recovery."
"I'd rather be taking a suppository."
I took the bowl and spoon to the washer. After placing the dishes in, I stood for a few moments. My lip was locked between my teeth as I rocked back and forth, grinding against the metallic surface. If AL had noticed my recent attempts, he had not said anything. Glancing back, I could see the muzzle on the table. If I moved away, I would be forced to put it back on. I needed to try something for my own sanity.
"Hey AL?"
"Yes Ma'am?"
"Do you think I can try working again without the muzzle?"
It was a shot I had to take. If I could make a logical enough argument, it just might work.
"It would be one less distraction interfering with my work. The fewer distractions the more efficiently I can complete my tasks. It's the same process as the airlock; the less clothing I enter with the easier it is to be ready for the next task."
If the upgrade hadn't fixed his logic bugs, then the precedence should work. AL was quiet for a time. It was going to be hard with all the subroutines running. Finally, his voice came back through.
"Are you sure that's wise Ma'am?"
I let out a sigh of relief; it seems his normal programming was still operating on the same logic as ever.
"Yes. I am sure."
"Very well, I will suspend the muzzle until the end of the day."
My heart leapt with joy for once. Thoughts of getting the rest of the gear suspended raced through my mind.
Small Victories Alex, small victories. Try and get the muzzle gone first.
"Thank you AL. Shall we resume?"
The kitchen door slid open.
"Yes Ma'am, but I issue caution, any tampering with the protective equipment…"
"You'll have to restrain me, I know AL."
Can't push it too far.
Forcing my hand to trial against the wall, I headed back towards the lab on shaking legs. If it hadn't been attached to my face, I would be eating my lip. I had to reconsider my decision not to wear the muzzle for a second before moving on. The door to the lab hissed open next to me as I dragged myself inside. I sat on my stool for a moment, aware that AL was watching closely.
"I'm alright AL, just a bit winded."
I waved off to the side. I slid my seat forward when it happened. A jolt of pleasure went up through my body. The fur on the back of my neck rose, and I gasped. Looking down, I spotted a section of the flooring where the two plates weren't flush with one another. A chipped wheel had rolled over the section, causing enough of an impact for me to feel it through the belt. I rolled back over the crack just to check and felt the same bump. Forget sitting here being driven mad by my hormones. I was getting off.
I clamped my mouth shut to prevent any noise and rolled forward again. It felt so good but also a bit naughty, like I was back in school trying not to get caught by my roommate. Back and forth I went, feeling the pressure building inside. I was creeping closer to the edge, and it felt so good.
"Are you in distress?"
Damn you!
"N...No AL. I'M FINE."
So close! Just need a little more.
"I am detecting heightened arousal in your vocal patterns. Cease your current activity at once."
"Nnn...Nothings wrong AaL."
I felt metallic tendrils wrap around my ankles. Two more grabbed my wrists as a larger one coiled around my stomach.
"You are lying."
Shit!
In desperation, I humped the air trying to get that last push, as I was lifted off the stool. The tendrils pulled my limbs away from me as I struggled, leaving me draped in the air.
"Your actions are endangering your recovery.”
“AL”
“As your treatment overseer, I have no choice but to take measures to prevent you from interfering with your treatment.”
I didn’t like to use the override command; it felt like a betrayal of trust, but my state of frustration was making me desperate.
“AL standby mode! Authorization code four five seven thr...Hrruumm!"
AL shoved a long hollow rubber tube into my open mouth. The tip settled into the back of my throat, I couldn't use my tongue to push it out. A rippling material came up over my jaws, circling and solidifying around my snout, leaving holes for air. My face went red.
"Mmuurrr!"
My shouts were muffled, and I could feel that familiar vibration in my chest.
"Overseer protocol is engaged; override is not possible. Apologizes Ma'am, but your continued resistance to the current treatment requires a new method."
Damn it!
Strength was never my strong suit, so fighting against AL's mechanical grip was useless, but I was not going quietly. I kicked out, hoping to loosen the grip on my ankle. I was so focused on my paws that I didn’t feel what AL was doing to my hands. I managed to slip my left arm free but found my fingers curled within a rubber mitt. AL grabbed my arm again before I could do anything with it.
"Ghee ooo!"
Any words were lost to the gag while AL manipulated my arms forward. The two light orange nubs where my hands had been before were held out at arms length in front of me. AL's metal arms held tight as more descended, holding the items that I would be wearing for the foreseeable future. A straitjacket was the next piece; my arms were pushed into the sleeves that ended just after the mitts. The rest of the jacket was wrapped around my torso. The jacket began sealing itself around me, pressing my chastity bra into my chest and compressing my chest.
"Please cease struggling Ma'am, you are only making this process harder on yourself."
The tingle of arousal soared up my spine. Grabbing me around my elbows, AL folded my arms until I was hugging myself tightly. The straps on the sleeves were connected to the buckles on the back while the material began merging with itself. Shoulder straps allowed AL to keep me off my feet now that my arms were put away.
"Nnuuhh!"
My arousal continued growing as the next item descended from the ceiling. My struggles came from the fact that I knew this was the end of my freedom for what could be a long time. AL locked an arm to my muzzle, holding it in place while he set the tall posture collar around my neck. My head was now locked in place, facing forward. I was glad the collar muffled the purring coming from my throat.
"Gghhu"
AL held my legs still as more arms reached below. A gasp was elicited from my nostrils as I felt a tug against the belt. Another tug was soon followed by the arms loosening. My hips bucked as the belt slid off, exposing my soaked nethers to the open air. My heart started racing, the belt was off, if I could get any sort of stimulation…
My breathing was heavy as I felt a pair of grasping tendrils gently separating my lower lips. Chills ran up and down my spine. It couldn't be? Could it?
"Please remain still. The process of inserting waste disposal tubes is delicate."
Waste disposal?
More arms joined to hold me as still as possible. There were multiple pokes from below, causing me to shudder. The catheter slid in first, then a pressing sensation, before my rear was also filled.
"Uugghh."
My fight was gone. I was a trembling mess. Drool seeped from the opening in my gag, arousal juices started to run down my leg as I hung limply in AL's grasp. The adrenaline was barely keeping me awake.
"Almost finished Alex."
"mmmm"
I could only respond with a light moan. I twitched as rubber covered my nether region. It felt like a pair of thick panties was being vacuum-sealed to my body. Then came the metal covering. Form-fitting, it blocked access in a way that crushed even the idea of slipping one's fingers beneath.
My legs were spread apart, with cuffs being attached at my ankles. A long spreader bar between the two prevented me from walking faster than a few hobbled steps at a time. Not that I was going anywhere. Everything went black and quiet as AL pulled a sens-dep hood over my head. All was quiet as I hung by the jacket. My legs buckled as my paws unexpectedly touched the floor. Only the shoulder straps kept me upright.
"You need to get to bed Alex. Do you think you can make it?"
Coming through built-in speakers in the hood, AL's tone was gentle, parental in a way. AL clipped a cuff on my tail, which I had not noticed, to the spreader bar, keeping it out of the way. A leash was clipped to my collar and slowly pulled tight. I was exhausted and still twitchy with arousal, but I got to my feet. Putting one paw in front of the other, I blindly followed the forward pressure until we reached my room. AL made things easier from there. I was picked up again before laid flat on a firm surface. I could feel the pressure of straps being applied, further immobilizing my limited range of movement.
"Aaaah"
Feeding and waste tubes were connected, and I was left to just my aroused thoughts. Funny enough, it was the clearest my head had been in weeks. I was strapped down, locked in full chastity, entirely dependent on AL for food, without any possible escape. This would make a killing on the market.
I really should be filming this.
"What exactly are we looking at AL?"
I stared at the sector map in the control center of the station. Normally this location was off-limits to me but AL had raised a level 3 alarm, temporarily granting me access to the inner workings. The station's orbit would cause it to pass through something displayed as a large purple and orange cloud-like object on the screen. I wasn't ashamed to admit I had no idea what I was looking at.
"Our current orbit is set to pass through a temporal anomaly. These are highly unpredictable storms that often cause issues with the time-space continuum."
"That doesn't sound good."
"My chronometer as well as many other functions are contained within a shielded system, there will be no issues with the station."
"So why bring me here in the first place?"
I curled my tail around my legs as I watched the screen and the storm that we slowly approached. AL handled the station's path with little input from me so this briefing seemed unnecessary. Yet AL had practically demanded I show up.
"While the station will be fine, by section 337-821 I am required to alert you of anything that could cause disruptions to your normal operations."
"How so?"
"It is unknown but records of previous anomalies indicate disruptions."
Right
I turned away from the console. Leaning back against it, looking into the blinking lights that were AL's core.
"Is there anything we can do?"
"Adjusting the orbit of the station would allow us to clear the storm. This option requires clearance from the company and assistance from a spaceway vessel."
"How long until we enter the storm?"
"The station will enter the storm's outer layer in 10 hours 13 minutes and 46 seconds."
I sighed. Any request to the company would take far too long, if trying to get new coffee filters took months I would probably be dead before the request to move the station reached the first review board. Even running it through Giaus with something to sweeten the deal, it would still take time for a vessel to get to our location and move the station into a new stable orbit.
"Looks like we're riding this one out."
"Alternative ma'am. I will prepare a safe, guarded backup."
"You do that."
I pushed off of the table walking back towards the main hall of the station.
"I'm going to get myself a cup of coffee."
I wasn't looking forward to waking up. Most of the night I had spent tossing and turning, with the oncoming storm occupying my dreams. Eventually, the tossing and turning stopped, replaced by a strange still sleep. Groggily opening my eyes there was nothing but blackness in front of me. I blinked, hoping to clear my vision.
Did the power go out?
If it had, the emergency power system should have kicked in bathing the room in a yellowish glow, but it was pitch black. I tried to move my hand up to my face but found it held firmly down. Something was covering my body, sticking tightly and pressing me against my bed. The low hum that filled the station seemed faint. Still trying to wake up I absentmindedly went to lick my lips. My tongue hit something solid that prevented it from leaving my jaws. Still coming out of sleep I struggled to understand what was going on.
"NM?"
A muffled sound left my mouth as I tried calling for AL. Something was smothering any noise I tried to make. I tried to sit up but found myself pinned in place with my legs spread and arms unable to move away from the position they were in. I struggled, the material holding me squeaking as I did.
"Good morning ma'am."
AL's voice came clearly through my ears.
"NM MMNM NM MNNMM NM!"
I jerked roughly against the material holding me down. As much effort as I put in the material didn't budge. I prodded the thing occupying my mouth as AL spoke again. It was some sort of tube that let air in but prevented me from pushing anything out.
"I took the liberty of sealing you away to make your day more interesting."
Sealing me away? Making my day more interesting?
"Mmnm?"
"You requested I make your day more interesting. You have been sealed within a Vac-bed in preparation for further excitement."
When did I ask for something like this?
Not that I was complaining, I'd wanted to try something a vac-bed for some time but to be surprised like this first thing in the morning was not exactly what I had in mind. Something pressed between my legs as well as over my nipples.
"Mnm?"
"Making your day more interesting ma'am. Starting standard cycle."
The objects buzzed to life. I could feel the vibrations dance across my body. Slowly increasing in intensity.
"Mmmmmm"
I let out a moan as my eyelids fluttered while my sensitive nubs were being stimulated. I was breathing harder, my jaw clamping around the tube. AL was taking his time pushing me closer to an orgasm. Teasing me with low vibrations in just the right spots.
"Mnmm."
The vibrator at my crotch roared to life. My back pushed forward attempting to arch but was stopped by the tight material I was stuck in. I could feel the edge coming quickly when the vibrators on my nipples started rolling around. Closer and closer I was drawn to the bliss at the end, straining harder against my encasement when it abruptly ceased.
"Mmnm?"
I was panting. The devices were still there but they had gone silent. I tried to wiggle closer, to budge them back to life. Still held in my vac-bed prison I was unable to move.
No No No! I was so close!
"NM?"
I called out into the darkness.
"Do not worry ma'am, once you cool down I will resume. Your vitals indicate you will enjoy spending the day like this."
"MNNNNN!"
Entering the exercise room I set my water bottle and towel off to the side. The monotony of work, eat, stare at the computer, sleep, wake, and repeat had gotten old quickly. Within this room, I was able to carve out time to exercise and stay in good shape. Not that anyone would be able to see it. This time it would be a chance to get the storm out of my mind. AL had said there would be observable changes but everything had been shaping up to be a normal day. I was stretching while looking for good workout tunes when a chime reached my ears.
"AL? Was that you?"
"Yes ma'am."
He didn't elaborate but it felt like there was more to it.
"What was it for?"
"It is time to make your day more interesting."
"Interesting? How? On whose orders?"
AL was one for schedule and order, not random spur-of-the-moment activities. This had to have been something set up by Gaius or...
"Your orders ma'am."
My orders?
"I never asked for an interesting day or a random timer AL."
Before there was any other response I felt something metallic clamp around my wrists and neck.
"H…hey!"
My feet were picked up off the floor as more of AL’s tendrils snaked down from the ceiling. My tail trashed behind me as I swung in the air.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"I am making your day more exciting as you instructed ma'am. Your exercise regimen today will require a different wardrobe."
AL grasped at the tank top I was wearing, ripping it and my sports bra away at the same time. My breasts jiggled as I tugged against the tendrils holding my arms.
"What the hell AL! Those are my clothes."
I felt tendrils working their way up my legs under my yoga pants. Reaching the top they poked out hooking over my waistband. I kicked out as my pants were quickly yanked down to my ankles.
"AL override code 3799-Gumphh!"
My mouth was stuffed with a thick rubber penis gag that was pulled tight behind my head, and straps set over my snout prevented me from opening my jaws.
"Apologizes ma'am, I am under your orders to not let you override previously given instructions through any means. This process will be simpler if you cease your struggles."
"MNMM!"
I kicked at the tendrils that were trying to remove my underwear.
At least I didn't decide to work out in the buff the day AL went rogue.
I felt a pull behind me as my underwater was grabbed. Rather than have it ripped from my body I let my legs fall limp. AL finished removing my underwear, casting the garment aside to a basket I used as a hamper. I glared at the camera in the room, still being suspended by my arms.
"Mnmm nm NM."
The plug in my mouth was canine-shaped from what I could tell. The whole thing fit along my snout without going down my throat.
I'm glad this one's short.
Two more tendrils descended clamping around my ankles before pulling up. Now swinging from my limbs AL spread my legs apart, leaving my nethers open for whatever he intended to do next.
"Beginning the outfit change now."
I felt the slight chill of lubricant entering my ass. AL liberally applied the gel before a thick bulb was pressed at the opening. There was an itch as the object was pushed inside me causing my insides to widen and return several times. Once the base had settled against me I was lowered back onto my feet. The clamp around my neck detached as AL pulled a short piece of latex clothing over my head, forcing my arms within the sleeves. It was a type of straitjacket with a built-in collar and a window that my breasts popped out of. My arms were set below my breasts and latched behind leaving me in a self-hug that had no way out. A leash attached to the collar hung with slack from the ceiling. The tendrils retracted, leaving me standing in my new binds.
"Hmmph."
I stamped my paw in frustration. Whoevers joke this was I wasn't finding it funny.
Probably Gaius set this stupid thing up. When I get out of here…
The large screen in the room clicked on drawing my attention. The screen was decided with a vertical slice, on one side there was a list: Exercises, Sets, Reps, and numbers beside each. The other half of the screen showed a live video of me standing looking at the screen.
"Your first exercise is Squats."
The information on the screen was filled in.
Exercise: Squats
Sets: 5
Reps: 10
"Start in 3..2..1 Begin!"
I stood in stubborn defiance. What did AL think he was…
BZZZIITT!
"NNNNM!"
My fur stood on end and I jumped as the plug in my rear let out an electric shock. I twisted around looking at the door. My attempted escape was short-lived as the leash retracted and another shock leapt into my ass.
"Failed reps will result in punishment. Try again. 3..2..1 Begin!"
Planting my feet shoulder-width apart. I bent at the knees but let my ass out a bit. If this were one of Gaius' games he would want a little sexuality with it. I decided to humor him for now.
BZZZIITT!
"Mmnm mn nnn mnmm?!"
"Failure to maintain correct form will result in punishment. Try again. 3..2..1 Begin!"
This time doing it right I squatted down holding the form.
SMACK
Something stuck me across the ass hard. I jumped up in surprise.
"Mmmmmnn!"
BZZZIITT!
The shock from the plug came again. I let out a muffled scream of frustration. Whirling around I found one of AL's tendrils holding a crop behind me. My rear still felt raw from where it had stuck.
"Failure to maintain correct form will result in punishment. Try again. 3..2..1 Begin!"
Again?
I pushed myself back into position bracing for the crop this time.
SMACK
I clenched hard on the cock gag before slowly getting back up. The counter on the screen decreased by 1. Only 49 more to go. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see other equipment being modified. The stationary bike seat was replaced with one containing a large dildo driven to motion by the pedals and the barbell a yoke attachment making it impossible to put down once it was on.
SMACK
I flinched as the crop struck again. 48 to go.
I guess today's workout going to be longer than expected.
I was sitting at my desk absent-mindedly fingering the remote controlling the vibrations between my thighs. Work was quickly turning to self-pleasure when a chime rang out.
"AL? Was that you?"
"Yes ma'am."
He didn't elaborate but it felt like there was more to it.
"What was it for?"
"It's time to eat ma'am."
I set the remote to off and sighed. I had been working for a while but this paperwork needed to be done.
"Not yet AL, I need to finish this report before anything else."
"You instructed me to make your day more interesting ma'am. Assigning you a time to be fed is part of that process."
"AL what are you talking about?"
Answering in actions rather than words I felt something metal close around my neck and wrists. My chair was spun around as I was dragged off the toy I had stuck to it.
"AL!!"
I was dragged out of my office and down the hall to the specimen containment units. Most were empty due to being in the middle of a specimen change.
"I am making your day more interesting ma'am. Fighting will only make this take longer."
AL's tendrils clamped around more of my limbs. My lab coat was lost somewhere along the route leaving my white fur brushing against the metal. I was pushed onto my chest as my limbs were bent in on themselves. The cold floor caused my nipples to push into the floor. I struggled to relieve the pressure.
"AL what are you doing?"
There was a bubbling sound and I felt something hitting the back of my neck. The fluid-like substance flowed around my neck held in place by the cuff AL held there.
"Preparing you for feeding."
The cuff opened slightly and the substance rushed out, coating my back to my tail. It rolled down my sides, and rather than dripping off and falling to the floor the material flowed around my chest encasing my body. My limbs were coated as well but the material surrounded my limbs creating bag-like containers. I took a gasp of breath as the material pushed over my eyes and down my snout, into my mouth. Entirely coated I held still hoping this would end soon. With a sucking sound my arms and legs retracted towards each other, the material becoming more solidified. My jaws were pried open as a ring formed within my snout. With one last bit of pressure around my throat, AL retraced the last tendril and everything stopped.
I cracked my eyes open, feeling the material completely covering me. I couldn't move my limbs apart leaving me on my elbows and knees. A thin sheen of the material distorted my vision so I could only see a few feet in front of me.
So this is my excitement? Stuck in a bitchsuit?
Pushing my pinned limbs underneath me I could rise off the floor. I wiggled my hips feeling the latex rubbing against my rear.
"Ngh!"
I shook my head, the ring gag in my hood prevented me from vocalizing. I looked around the best I could, having to turn around to see behind me. The door to the SCU was closed leaving me stuck inside the unit. Slowly completing a full circle I found myself to be the only thing inside.
He said something about feeding but there's nothing here.
"Ml?"
There was more clicking above me, craning my neck. I couldn't see what was going on above me until something blurry dropped down in front of me. I squinted at the object as it began to make a small whirring noise. A tug on my neck caused me to stumble forward. The noise stopped as I fell. Once I got back on my bagged limbs the pulling and noise resumed. As I got closer things became more clear. I pulled my head back trying to resist the reeling motion. I was being dragged towards a canine cock shaped attachment on an arm that had tubes descending from the ceiling. The padding on my elbows slid along the floor as I tried to resist. As I was pulled close I turned my head so I was facing away from the protrusion. The pulling stopped but the tension wasn't released. I stood on my knees and elbows with just the sound of my breathing keeping me company in the space. What did any of this have to do with feeding?
A hissing came from around my neck. I could feel something building up and pushing my head forward. I tilted my head in every direction but straight. Eventually, the inflating posture collar around my neck forced me to look directly forward. The ring gag in my mouth was only a few inches from the protrusion.
"Please accept your feeding tube."
I stood considering my options. I could just take the object in and deal with whatever came my way or I could wait out AL's cut-off timer.
"Mmh"
I delayed the decision further, seemingly making AL irritated, or at least as irritated as an AI could get.
"If you intend to run out the override timer, be aware you set it for 3 hours."
"Hnh?"
Well shit
I glanced at the cock in front of me. It was quite realistic and my mouth began to water slightly. Setting my lips over the top I slowly drew the shaft into my mouth. Gliding my tongue along the underside I found the texture very realistic. Taking a couple of steps forward I stopped before I reached the deflated knot. The leash pulled tight, preventing me from removing it from my mouth.
I tried hard to turn my head as something slipped down behind me. It was slow at first, a brush against my rear that was quickly followed by another and another. Each hit was getting harder until my rear was being bombarded by constant spanking.
"Nnnn!"
I pushed forward to escape the relentless paddling, pushing my mouth over the knot and shoving the tip toward the back of my throat. Subconsciously I liked the underside of the phallus in my mouth. Something was changing, it was getting warmer. I wanted to pull back but the leash prevented me from doing so. The knot began to inflate in my mouth filling my snout.
"Begin Feeding"
It twitched as I pressed my tongue against the member. I shuddered as the heat in my loins grew. Soon I felt the first drip fall to the back of my tongue. Something was loaded inside the dildo I was stuck on. Rubbing the bottom of the shaft I felt more spill from within. The taste was strange, an overly sweet fruit blend that was covering something slightly bitter. AL had used something like this before to feed me. I teased the shaft with more of the substance leaking into my throat. The dildo trembled while I suckled, trying to pull the contents from it. My tongue pressed against the knot which quivered in response. One last flick up the shaft filled my mouth as the substance burst forth. I swallowed quickly, draining what I could while the rest filled my mouth.
I panted through my nose as the knot deflated and the flow stopped. A creeping feeling began flowing through my body. A feeling of need.
"Good girl."
A rumble arose in my throat as an arm pressed against my head, sliding down the back of the suit. The leash loosened slightly enough for me to pull back from the dildo. I started to back up off the dildo, sliding back the leash went tight before the tip left my mouth.
"Time to clean up."
"Whngh?"
I tugged back and felt the first slow swat from the paddles behind me. Leaning back forward I licked the tip finding some of my meal remaining and a warmth flowing in my nethers. I drew the phallus back into my mouth before pulling back. Continuing to clean it with my tongue the realistic dildo stiffened. Reaching for a little of the meal behind the knot, I had to push further forward. The knot inflated quickly pinning me back on the dildo.
"Mmm"
My breath caught in my throat.
"Begin feeding"
This time I started quickly. I wanted more than just the contents this time. The heat between my legs grew as the substance ejaculated into my throat. Time began to fade as I let myself enjoy the new feeding.
My eyes scanned over the words on my data slate. I panted as the honey-colored protagonist was forced to hop down the stairs toward whatever her host had planned for her. I pressed the remote bringing the vibrator nestled between my legs up a notch as two more individuals snuggled up in their respective colored suits were described.
“Ooo…”
I blinked as the slate went blank and a chime sounded.
“AL, What's going on?”
There was no response from AL, only the lights of my room going out, plunging me into darkness.
“AL?”
I reached around where I knew my bedside table was feeling for the emergency light I kept there. Instead, my hand touched something round and sticky.
“What?”
I lifted my hand feeling the object cling to my fur.
“AL?”
I glanced around in the darkness absentmindedly reaching to pull the object off my hand. I pulled on the object while hoping the lights would come on. Whatever was stuck to my hand wasn't coming loose and pulling just led to my other hand getting stuck.
“AL!”
I panicked, pressing my hands together. The object gave and I looked down in surprise. The object erupted, splattering me with some sort of sticky substance. A glob covered my snout sticking my lips together. It struck me across my chest and legs as the material spread across the room. I could hear the splat as it hit the wall.
“I see you have found your spice for the day ma'am.”
“Mmnm?!”
I struggled, finding myself glued in my sitting position. I could hear the clicking of AL’s tendrils unfurling from the ceiling.
“This was your request ma’am. Now please hold still.”
More of the sticky material hit my body as a few of his tendrils grabbed hold. I was lifted from my bed struggling as more of the sticky material touched my body. A moan slipped from my throat as AL slowly rotated me and applied more of the substance. My arms were pushed across my body. I wiggled as AL continued to wrap me tighter. From my neck down was eventually completely coated only leaving my breast exposed. More of the substance was wrapped around my snout and some covered my eyes making the darkness around me more complete. AL's tendrils released their grip on me and I panicked as I dropped for a second before I stuck in the air. I bounced for a minute with my mind racing, eventually settling down to a realization.
“NM!”
AL had wrapped me up and left me in a web like a spider to her prey. My struggles caused me to bounce on the web that held my partial cocoon in place.
“Mmn?”
“This was your request, Ma'am. To make your day more interesting.”
Huh?
I had never given him any such instructions. Before I could ponder that too much the vibrator between my legs jolted to life, buzzing at maximum power.
“NMMM!”
I jumped in my binds at the sudden stimulation. As I bounced, AL's tendrils descended with a new addition to my predicament.
“NNNNNNM!”
The clamps pinched down on my exposed nipples making them even more stiff than they were before. The attached weights began to pull in opposite directions before suddenly changing directions and pulling directly forward. The vibrations died down leaving me breathing heavily. The weighted clamps began to change direction, keeping me squirming. As they reached a point as far left as my aching nipples would go the vibrator started up again.
_ FFFFUCK! _
“Checkmate Ma'am. That makes the 38th game I have won today and the 938…”
I sighed, slumping in my chair. I glanced at the chessboard between us.
“Seriously AL? Even on easy?”
“My apologies Ma'am, would you like me to find an easier mode?”
“No…Ugh”
I stood up, glancing at the table then heading over to the kitchen set up. AL started the coffee maker as I grabbed a mug.
“How long until this storm passes?”
“The storm has mostly passed Ma'am. Within the next 24 hours, we should be outside the temporal effects.”
I sighed again letting my frustration wash out from me. I poured the coffee into my mug and went to sit back down. Glancing at the chessboard I grimaced.
“Remind me to requisition something more entertaining for the next one.”
“Adding it to the list Ma'am. You have added 17 different requests to the list over the past 2 days. Is there something I can do to help?”
“No AL, I appreciate the…”
I stopped mid-sip as a thought flashed across my mind.
“Actually AL. I think you might be able to. I want you to make my next day more interesting.”
“Interesting Ma'am?”
I stood up, bumping the table and spilling the chess pieces across the floor.
“Yeah! We've done stuff before and you have archives of stories. Let's do some of that! Tie me up and tease me!”
My hands had hit the table and I was jumping with excitement. I looked into one of the cameras AL used to monitor the station. AL was quiet for a time making me wonder if he had understood what I was asking.
“AL?”
“Understood Ma'am. If there is an override time required how long would you like it to be set for?”
“Three hours.”
“3 hours Ma'am?”
“Yes.”
I was slightly surprised at my answer but I knew that three hours would force me to do whatever AL had planned rather than just wait it out.
“Confirmed I will set any timers for 3 hours.”
“Good!”
I felt giddy for the first time since we had locked the station down. The thought of random bondage at some point throughout the next day made me bite my lip with anticipation as I headed for bed.
Sleep was hard coming. Tossing and turning I spent most of the night clawing at the edges of my sheet as the storm occupied my thoughts. In my dreams, the storm raged on and on and here I was stuck in an endless loop. Eventually, I settled into a strangely still sleep. I wasn't looking forward to waking up.