Chapter 60

T Hodge wrote the story.

Tim was lying there, “the thought of what could be happening on the ship filled his mind.’ “Sarha, what is the status of your sisters’ ships?”

“It seems like we’re getting closer, and the gap is getting smaller every day.”

“Is it making an effort to allow us to get closer?”

Sarha responded, “Yes, it appears so, but I don’t understand why.”

“What would be the schedule for our meeting with them?”

“I believe that if we continue to take action and follow our plan, it is possible for us to meet up with them in less than a month.”

“That’s great. Is there anything else right now?”

“Tabitha was approached by a governor, and he left twenty soldiers with her. They were hers to use,” he said.

“So, how does Tabitha feel about the whole thing? Tabitha was pleasantly surprised by the governor’s decision to leave twenty soldiers with her. She isn’t sure that she trusts them.”

“Okay, keep me updated on that. Now how about the king?”

“The king has a different problem. Although his condition is stable, it is not getting better. The bed is not telling what is wrong. Doctor Madlyn and Doctor Dell are doing their best to make a diagnosis, but they face the challenge of not having any indications from the bed as to what is wrong with the king.

Is his recovery going well?

“The injury has indeed healed, and his vital signs are normal. He is not responding in any way.”

Shanae’s first duty:

While seated at Tim’s desk, Shanae got a call: “Shanae, Tabitha needs to speak with you.” Shanae felt a sudden wave of anxiety wash over her.

How is everything in the castle, Tabitha?

“Right now, everything is quiet, but I have a problem. One of the governors made the decision to leave some of his soldiers here. The presence of these soldiers has left me feeling uneasy, and the longer they stay here, the more I fear that trouble may be brewing.”

“How may I help?”

“Please keep an eye on the MTS’s machines if you can. I don’t want anyone attempting to take control of one of them. It is important to make sure that no one interferes with the control systems, as this could lead to serious consequences.”

Shanae thought for a moment and then said, “As part of the security protocol, Sarah can set up a series of surveillance cameras, motion sensors, and facial recognition software to watch for any suspicious activity or unauthorized people.”

“Yes, that’s what I want. The castle has probes. I want to keep an eye on the soldier’s quarters door, so, one of them must serve as a cloaked probe. That probe will capture an image of each soldier as he exits his quarters. Then the image will be relayed to a central monitor, where it will be stored for future reference.”

“Tabitha, I can have one of the probes ready in ten minutes. I’ll program it to record the image, date, and time of exit and return. Once the information is entered, I can analyze the data and provide a full report,” remarked Sarha.

“Sarha, could you set up a probe nearby the MTS equipment in this castle?”

“Sure, I can get that done.”

“Now, if one of the soldiers shows up at an MTS machine, we will be able to detect it right away.” Tabitha began to feel better about the things happening.

Governor’s soldiers:

One of the governor’s soldiers made the decision to explore the city inside the castle’s walls to learn what was going on. As he left his room, he was careful but determined, not knowing what he would find.

He noticed the busy city as he walked out of the entrance and onto the street. His first impression is awe at the hustle and bustle of the city around him.

He walked the streets just to see if anything of interest came up, and he spoke with a variety of people about various topics.

A few people discussed the new route to the space station, but none had much more information than what they had heard. After conversing with many people, the soldier eventually stumbled upon a group of people who were speaking about the space station, and they said something about the new machine in the old warehouse.

The soldier was curious to learn more and inquired as to the location of this warehouse. He made the judgment that it wouldn’t hurt and started to move in the direction of the warehouse. He made his way cautiously, unsure of what he would find.

He saw two guys pushing a cart and followed behind them. As he got closer to the warehouse, his caution heightened, and his senses became alert. The guards stationed all around the area stopped everyone and questioned them.

He observed from a distance what was going on and how everything was operating. He took note of the guards’ movements, their pattern of questioning, and the types of items on the carts. He thought about the best approach for getting past the guards without arousing suspicion.

He decided that it would be best to come back tomorrow and watch it again. He chose to watch the guards’ behavior for a few days and familiarize himself with their habits before deciding how to approach them.

He then settled to see if there was anything else the governor needed to know. Heading back to his quarters. He halted at one of the large buildings; over the door, it read “The Common Market.” He wandered in to see what this place had to offer.

He took in the vibrant sights and sounds of the market before taking a deep breath and turning his gaze to one shop that seemed to draw him in. The words “Undain Eatery” were written on the sign.

He entered the Eatery and smelled the familiar scent of freshly-cooked food wafting through the air. He browsed the counter to see what they had to offer. His stomach rumbled, and his mouth began to water at the sight of all the various dishes. He felt a strong desire to try something new, but he could not resist the smell and would allow the waitress to pick a dish. After the waitress kindly offered her recommendation, he chose it and settled down in a corner of the eatery.

Deniece’s problem:

Deniece felt better when she opened her eyes, but then she remembered what she had No-Name do when she saw him standing next to the couch.

She sat and scanned the area around the couch while pleading with No-Name, urging him not to tell anyone about what they had done.

“Miss Deniece! In all honesty, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Feeling exhausted, you decided to take a nap. As I can see from your appointment, you will be seeing Dr. Dell within the next thirty minutes. Will you have time to take a shower? The aroma of sex, if I’m not mistaken, is the term for it.”

Deniece sat there, shocked at what No-Name was referring to, and sniffed the air. Yes, there was the smell of sex. Now, in a hurry, Deniece began undressing for the bathroom. She stripped off.

her clothes and rushed naked around the room, completely ignoring No-Name. No-Name followed her, picking up the discarded clothing.

Deniece got out of the shower, dressed, and walked out of the house. Following Wendy’s instructions, No-Name remained inside the unit.

Deniece walked into the medical center and over to Dr. Dell’s office.

“Please, Deniece, feel free to take a seat.” Dr. Dell gestured to the seat opposite her.

“I appreciate your taking the time to see me.” Deniece twisted her hands nervously in her lap as she sat in the chair.

As soon as Dr. Dell caught the gesture, she said, “Deniece, whatever is said in this room is between you and me. The stress can finally be let go of. Now, could you tell me a little about your problem?”

“Yes, please. I need to know if I’m going crazy.” Deniece sat up in her chair and looked at Dr. Dell.

“I can assure you, Deniece, that you are not losing your mind. Now tell me your story.”

Deniece sat there and shared her entire background story. not to mention everything that happened hours before she arrived here.

Dr. Dell listened carefully and made notes. “Deniece, please allow me to ask a few questions. But, let me say this before I ask the questions: Similarly, to how you’ve used No-Name, my former crewmate made use of clones or bots. That’s because it’s one of their roles, and they play it well.”

“The truth is, I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way before, so thanks. It’s weird that I want sex so often.” Deniece’s hands were still moving around.

“When engaging in oral sex, do you swallow or spit out the cum?”

“Well, as you know, Tim has a lot of sperm, so I gulp it down, it satisfies my hunger and tastes great.”

How do you feel while he is fucking you? Sad ... happy ... great?”

“Tim takes his time and makes me feel ... like the world is mine. He pays attention to my needs and desires, and the experience is truly intimate and fulfilling.”

“This feeling of more sex. Is it getting stronger?” Dr. Dell sat there, taking notes.

“Yes, I feel like my sexual needs are increasing daily, and I’m starting to worry that I’m becoming a slut.”

“That word, slut, has nothing to do with you, Deniece. In my database, someone who has an overwhelming desire to have or perform sexual acts but lacks discretion.”

Deniece sat up straight, her face with a shocked expression, and announced, “That’s me!” She sagged in her seat and muttered, “I knew it, ... I’m a slut ... As Tim calls me, I’m his beautiful slutty ass bedmate.”

“Deniece, stop it. There must be a reason for your actions. We’ll find it, be patient.”

Deniece stood up and turned to leave, announcing, “I’m going to the unit and letting No-Name play with this slut until the children return.”

Nurse Nancy arrived just as Deniece was about to leave. “Boy, I’m glad you’re still here,” she said to Deniece.

She grabbed Deniece’s arm and brought her back to the chair, where she handed Doctor Dell some paperwork.

Deniece sat down and watched both Nurse Nancy and Doctor Dell. She asked, “What the heck is going on? Am I about to die?”

After reviewing the findings, Dr. Dell told Deniece, “I think we have found your sexual problem. There are some micro-nano-bots in your body.”

Deniece sat there with wide eyes and said, “I thought that they would kill me.”

“Your body seems to have made these few cells permanent residents, but they must be from Tim because they’re already set up to make you want to have sex.”

“Tim gave me some of his micro-nano-bots in the hopes of making me even hornier than I already am.”

Dr. Dell shook her head and said, “No, if Tim had done this, he could have killed you. Several micro-nano-bots managed to find their way into your body. You’ll have to learn to control them because your body is giving them access. And since they are in your system, they are trying to control your sex drive.”

“This is my body, and no one has the right to dictate what I do with it or how I feel about sexual activity.” Deniece’s face was a bright red.

“The few micro-nano-bots will need to be trained to obey your commands, but don’t worry, Deniece; you’ve got this. Sure, you can do that!”

Deniece immediately began to feel better. The realization that she was still sane finally dawned on her. She had a newfound understanding of Tim’s perspective as well.

“Ok, so how do I get a handle on this?” Her expression changed to reflect her renewed resolve to find a solution.

Deniece felt sad as she went to her quarters, walked over to the couch, and sat down. She felt her spirits waning as she looked around the living room. She was wondering just how she was going to learn to control the micro-nano-bots.

No-Name was at the opposite end of the living room, near Wendy’s bedroom. He had been watching Deniece from afar, quietly observing her plight. He could see that Deniece was feeling overwhelmed, and he decided to intervene. He moved toward her and said, “Miss Deniece, may I be of help?”

“No,” Deniece replied, surprised but depressed. “Please don’t begin playing with my pussy; I don’t need that!” She reclined and tried to come up with what she would say to the others.

No-Name approached her and asked, “What seems to be the problem, Miss Deniece?”

“I don’t have time to deal with you.” She sighed and said, “I’m trying to think of something to tell the others.”

“Why not tell the truth? It would be much easier.” No-Name had moved closer to the couch.

Upon seeing No-Name standing next to her, Deniece said as she raised an eyebrow, “the truth. It’s not so simple.”

Although she couldn’t explain why. Deniece felt the urge to tell someone, and why not No-Name? “I have micro-nano-bots inside of me.” Loudly, she uttered it. Deniece felt a wave of relief as the words left her lips. Despite her relief, Deniece was still concerned about the consequences of her revelation on her life.

“Why, I believe that in this house there are three others who have the same problem. They are getting along quite well. Despite having the same issue, each of these three individuals has managed to carve out their own unique paths and perspectives.”

Deniece replied, “Yes, that’s true.” She smiled for the first time since learning about her so-called problem.

“You could get Tammy’s advice on how she handled the micro-nano-bots.”

“But she has had them from the start,” she said, then thought, ‘I have micro-nano-bots inside of me, and I’m having a conversation with a bot,’ The more she spoke to the bot, the less bizarre it seemed, and the more real it appeared to be.

“Although it’s true, they didn’t show up until she boarded the ship.”

“Yes, but her priority is healing, whereas mine is sex-related!”

“Although it may seem that there is a difference between what her priority is and yours, in reality, the difference is quite minimal.”