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The duty of a soldier Part 1.
"Fyodor, you have to come visit one of our gatherings! You'll be able to
see and understand. Life will never be the same for you!" said Bruce
smiling.
"Sure, but can I keep my restaurant? It's all I have! It's my whole
life!" I said.
"Of course you can! But you need to join us! You see, this part of the
city is now completely hate-free. Did you notice, there's almost no
crime on our streets? People are smiling! Children and people are not
afraid to walk alone. When the whole city joins us, it will be the best
place in the universe!"
Bruce goes on and on about how good the Five Stars sect is, how good it
will be for all the people when it takes all over the whole city. And I
was thinking that it may be the end of my life.
They say we are living in a future. Flying cars, AI, star travel. Maybe
it is a future, but poverty and inequality still persist. Your life
still very much depends on where you were born, your get access to
proper education, or if you were forced to work very early in life.
I was born in 2077, in Northern Confederation, previously known as
Russia. Throughout my childhood I was poor as a begging robot. My life
was anything but easy. Only once during my childhood did I eat in a real
restaurant. That experience makes me dream about having my own
restaurant. I was learning to be a cook. I was working as a cook in the
army, I was working in a fast-food chain, slowly progressing to become a
manger. Now, 25 years later I managed to open my own small restaurant.
People can adapt almost to anything. When the new medicine was
introduced a lot of old hate powered ideologies collapsed, a lot of
people predicted that the golden era of humanity is coming. But people
can adapt to almost anything, and soon there were new ideologies that
was teaching that it is OK to kill some people, it is good and natural.
You don't have to hate someone to pull the trigger.
So was Bruce. He is smiling politely, but he will not hesitate to kill
me if I will refuse to join the sect or sell the restaurant for a
fraction of the real price. I don't want to be brain-washed and I don't
want to sell so low. Going to the police isn't an option - many of them
are members of the sect.
I am supposed to give an answer tomorrow. I am wide awake, unable to
fall asleep, when I remember having an old-style computer that can
connect to the dark web. I use it to buy drugs when I feel like I need
to have a break. But there is something else you can find in the Dark,
something that it is stronger and even more dangerous then Bruce.
I'm lucky, I quickly find and establish a chat with one of the death
dealers. When I explain what I want the dealer just says to forget about
it.
"But why? I have money, I can pay!" I write in a chat.
"You don't understand. Your Bruce maybe a small guy, but there is a
powerful religious sect behind him, it would be a suicide to cross
them."
"What should I do then? Give them my life's work for free?"
There was a long pause before dealer typed his last answer and
disconnected.
"You know how we get so many tough guys to hire? They all are star fleet
veterans. They got strength and speed, night vision, and all the
enhancements that makes them really tough. Sell your restaurant to
another sect, and join the star fleet. When you will be back you will be
tough as well."
I pondered dealer's words. What he wrote makes sense. I wasn't following
the news too closely, I was always too busy with running my restaurant,
but I knew that there was a big war with aliens. Humans started winning
somewhere after 2078 when a colonist ship found a damaged alien ship.
The aliens' technology was used to make soldiers smarter, quicker and
stronger. There was a good chance of dying, but if you survive the first
few years in space you get a good pension and a strong body as a bonus.
I found contact information for the Holy Space sect; the second biggest
religion in our city, and in a bitter competition to Five Stars, and
offered them my restaurant. I poured a full glass of whisky and touched
the screen before sending the offer.
Morning has come, and I already have an offer on my communicator. Holy
Space is offering me more than double what Five Stars offered. Still not
enough to cover even half of what I invested in the restaurant.
I hesitate. If I press Accept, my life will never be the same. The dream
of my life is going down the drain. But what choice do I have? Get even
less from Five Stars? I press Accept and sign the transaction.
It is noon, and I'm standing in front of the star fleet recruiting
center. I don't know much about them. I heard that in the beginning
there were a lot of volunteers, but people became tired of the war, not
so many volunteer now. But what if they are looking only for younger
people? Or taller people? Then I will be in trouble! Five Stars sect is
powerful, deep space is the only way to hide from them. But the smiling
busty girl at the reception is informs me that I was worrying for
nothing. Modern medicine can work miracles, and anybody willing to join,
will be perfected physically thanks to medical operations during the
flight in deep space.
"But I want to join the rangers! I don't want to end up being a logistic
guy or a cook. I want to be a ranger!"
"I see you are looking for a strong body enhancement," the girl says
smiling. "Great choice. I like strong guys! But you have to be aware
that if you specify being a ranger in your contract then it will be
completely up to AI to decide the exact changes according to the Navy's
current strategy. If you agree, please sign here."
Everybody in the recruitment center is polite to me. Everybody's saying
what a great choice I'm making deciding to serve humanity. They are so
positive, so I start feeling confident that this is a good decision
after all. There were only two others recruits this day, one of them was
an elderly limp guy, probably looking for recruitment as a way to get
free medical upgrade. Another one was a skinny, bald and very nervous,
guy with the name Joshua.
Joshua openly said, to me, that he is drug addicted and joining the Navy
is his chance to deal with it. He was talking a lot, but I didn't mind,
he was telling me a lot of things I didn't know.
"You know, it is actually the best time to join the Navy! You know, they
are trying to make peace with aliens? There are almost no fights now! It
is half a year already, it is difficult to talk to those creatures, but
there are no fights!"
He looks around and then continued in hushed voice.
"No real fights, no chance to be blown up by the aliens! But the money
and benefits are the same! And the rangers are the right choice! They
are not deployed in the field now. They are mostly on orbital and
planetary stations. And life isn't so difficult on these stations! They
even have hookers!"
When all the examinations, testing, and paper work is complete we get
our traveling kit including uniforms and some essentials. We also get
our boarding passes for tomorrows flight to the moon base and were
dismissed.
Joshua invited me to share his last 'fix', but I don't like the idea of
using strong drugs. What if I pass out and will miss the flight in the
morning? Besides I have my own idea how to spend my last night before
leaving Earth for a very long time.
There was a knock on my motel door.
"Hi baby! Sorry I'm late!" a tall blond woman said and kissed me on my
mouth.
When I was running my restaurant, I was constantly busy and usually too
tired to start any real relationships. I used hookers from across the
street. But this woman was different, she was a pro. The price for the
night was very high, but I wouldn't be surprised if she was trained as
an actress before. Now she was playing a role of my obedient and horny
wife.
She was a little bit too big, but all other features were very close to
my request. Long curly blond hair, huge breasts with big erecte nipples.
When I placing an order, I mentioned that I like to suck on a big pink
nipple, and she knows just what to do.
I come in seconds, and now she hugged me like a baby, and gave her big
nipple fo me to suck.
"oh, my dear! That was so wonderful," she is saying patting me on my
head.
I suck on the nipple happily, waiting for the orgasmic pill to start
working. In minutes, I will be as hard as steel again, and I will have
one orgasm after another.
It was at this time when I hear cars coming to the motel. For some
reason, I feel fear. I go to the window and look out. There are three
big black cars with Five Stars signs. People are coming out of cars and
Bruce is one of them!
"What is it Baby?"
I'm not able to answer. Fear is gripping me. There is nowhere to run.
Police will not be able to come in time, and I'm sure they have a lot of
Five Stars members too! I hear them open one door after another. They
are searching for me, and they will be at my room within minutes.
"What is it? Tell me!"
"It's the bloody Five Stars! They are going to kill me!"
"Well I can help you," the hooker is saying after a pause, but that
would cost you 5.000 credits.
"5.000! You what, going to buy this motel?"
"No, but these attachments are very expensive, and I want to buy a new
sets and a complete black suite."
"Attachments, suite?"
"Baby, you are so outdated!"
She is taking something that look like a remote control, and start to
press buttons. Her lovely big breasts with pink areola, and nipples I
was sucking just a minute ago, suddenly come out reveling a completely
flat chest.
"What is it? You are not a woman?"
"I'm a man, but I also like to have sex as a woman. Now stop talking and
put it on!"
The hooker is giving me something that looks like a big bra, but instead
of cups there are realistic looking breasts. I hesitate for a moment,
but then I hear a door slam not too far from our room, and I put it on.
Next was the blonde wig. Next something like a mask from his face. Now I
can clearly see that it's a man! Without all the attachments, he was
looking like a normal slim dark haired man.
"It's not going to work!" I say looking at my naked body.
But he is pressing some buttons on the remote and I feel as the wig is
gripping my scalp tight, breasts connect to my skin seamlessly, my face
is lifted, and lips are getting bigger.
Then he put two fingers in his mouth and take out something that looks
like a short rubber tube and start to shove it deep in my mouth.
"...eh... what ... doing?" But suddenly I start to sound as a sexy
female.
"We don't have time for other changes. Put it on." He is giving me his
dress.
I put it on feeling the dress is hugging my naked body.
"Quick! Lay on your stomach!"
I hesitate for a moment. All attachments are removed, and he looks like
an ordinary naked man. And not just a man, but a man with very erect
cock directed toward me.
"You want to live? Lay down on your stomach!"
I lay on my stomach, and feel him climbing on top of me. He took 'my'
breasts out of dress, mess the wig's blonde curly hair all over my face.
He is placing two pillows under my stomach making my ass lift in the
air, and lift the hem of the dress.
He applied some lubricant, and I feel his cock pressed against my ass.
"Ahhh!" I cry in pain, but can hear a sexy female cry instead of my
voice. "Do we really have to do it?"
"Yea, baby, we have to, it the best disguise, believe me!"
The hooker knows how to do it, he penetrates me, and start to move
inside. I moan with pain, but my orgasm pill is starting to work. With
him expertly hitting the right spot in me and the strong chemicals of
the tablet affecting my feelings, I also start to feel pleasure.
I gasp and moan, digging my nails in the bed. He's sliding inside of me
and his breathing deepens. I feel a mixture of pain and pleasure. I hear
my female voice moan louder and louder.
My head is directed to the door and I can see through the wig's blonde
hair that our door is forced open and Bruce is stepping in with a gun in
his hand. In this moment, the hooker thrusts his member so deep inside
of me that I cry at the top of my female voice. Bruce is looking
directly at me, but all he can see is a storm of blond hair, big red
lips under it, big naked breasts, dress and a slim guy fucking all of it
furiously from behind.
His face was showing disdain, he turns and leaves almost as quick as he
came in.
"Ahhh...you...can...ahhh...stop... now!" I'm trying to speak between the
moans begging him to stop.
"Sorry baby, but you paid for the night, and remember you specified anal
sex? Guess what, you are going to get all the fun you paid for!"
I wake up slowly, but the feeling of pain in my ass and weight on my
chest makes me jump out of bed. I'm still wearing all the attachments,
and the breasts are moving all over the place. Shit! I'm behind
schedule, it's getting late, I might miss the moon flight. And the
remote control is nowhere to be seen. There's a message on the screen of
my communicator, somebody sent me an invoice for 5.000 credits. I hit
the Pay button, hoping that I will be rewarded with information how to
remove attachments, but there is nothing. Shit! Shit! Shit! I can't miss
the flight; the bloody sect will find and kill me! I don't know how to
remove the attachments, and I just don't have time to search for the
information. The hooker took my male clothes, and the stupid breasts
don't let me close the uniform. The only option left is the wrinkled
dress I spent the night in.
To be continued?
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