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Kyle was having a very sexy dream, one more exciting and vivid than he had ever imagined. Brianna was romping naked and dancing with him in passion and delight. The flashing curves of her breasts and legs, her joyful laugh and bright smiling eyes filled the dream. Kyle gasped as Brianna dominated him for coupling, gasped again as she rolled to let him mount her for a short while, gasped a third time as she turned and reclaimed the mount position. It all seemed so impossibly vivid to be just a dream! Kyle began to ejaculate and awake...
"Do you always sleep with such an erection?" Brianna asked with a smile, still holding his penis firmly, but no longer stroking it.
Kyle awoke slowly, trying to recover from his intense orgasm. "How did you get past the security locks?"
Brianna just continued her smile.
"Oh, such a foolish question, forgive me. All my access codes would have linked to you when my adult ownership transferred yesterday... And as for your question, how would I know, I'd be asleep. Your stroking me certainly added to one incredible dream, though..." Kyle said, returning Brianna's warm smile.
"I have a lot to tell you. I've gotten the final approval to take a slip-ship out to NBHX35, to test out my doctoral thesis, and since you're now officially my sexpet, I can take you along."
"Wonderful news! We'll be the first two humans outside the solar system in almost 2,000 centuries. I can't believe it was this easy."
"I can. This society is so completely uncaring about exploration. No one cares at all about the slip-ships. There's almost no control over them because nobody wants them. They'd have been derelicts ages ago if they weren't self repairing. Think about it, 200,000 years of total neglect, and they still work fine. The people who made them were such incredible builders..."
"The gender wars. They were so hopelessly outgunned. It was their one chance to escape. I enjoyed studying the ancient history; you were so kind to let me study with you when you were in primary school."
"It was a real pleasure for me too, my love. I admit I first took you as my child petmate on a dare, all my friends daring me to take a petmate that could talk back. But I quickly got attached to your kindness, couldn't believe all my friends could be happy with petmates that didn't talk. Their choices seemed so boring in comparison. And speaking of studying together, don't be so modest, we both know who wrote my doctoral thesis!"
"We both did, Brianna. Maybe I added a bit more of the inspiration; you added a lot more of the mathematical rigor. We make a good team."
"As your legal owner now, Kyle, I also got full access to your medical files. It's incredible! Your Y-chromosome appears pristine, totally unmodified, 200,000 years of genetic tampering thrown off in a single conception. No one has the faintest idea how it happened. They can prove it wasn't intentional. It should have been impossible. And it now is. There's a whole new layer of diagnostic security around male conception at the pro-creation genetics labs. You're the last of your kind, my dear friend, the very last talking male that will ever be born on Earth. All the layers of genetic modifications in the Y-chromosome that suppress neural development, it's totally gone from your gene. It'll never happen again."
Kyle sighed. "I guess I should be grateful. If I had been born within the first hundred centuries after the gender wars, I would have been killed at once. But after all this time, the fear has died away. I survived through benign neglect. It's no one's job anymore to kill the toddler male who starts to talk. I would have been killed though, along with all the other petmates, if I didn't have an adult mistress, now that I'm of age. Thank you, Brianna, for saving my life."
"Oh, don't embarrass me by reminding me what my gender is doing... They came so close, Kyle! The Equalists, making their last stand back at the Martian Planetia shipyards during the gender wars. They were within a month of launching their first wing of slip- ships when they were defeated. They probably would have made it, if it weren't for the all the sabotage and the betrayals."
"I know your heart, dearest Brianna. You've given it to me, and accepted mine in return. Don't be embarrassed. We are both Equalists, though we certainly can't tell anyone else. The last Equalist on record was Sephra, just 1,500 years after the gender wars, and she was executed for writing her lamentation poetry: Love's Equal Loss. It does seem cruel, executing someone for writing poetry about love..."
"Within a week, we'll be orbiting NBHX35, and the day after that, inside of it. I want to ask you something. What do you think would happen if we popped the slip bubble while we were inside?"
"Yikes! What a disaster! Don't worry, Brianna, it'll never happen. Once we're inside the event horizon of the black hole, the slip bubble is completely self-sustaining, even if we lost all power. Remember, the physics is reversed. Popping it from the outside would be like trying to open a door against infinite pressure. It's physically impossible."
"What if we popped it from the inside, Kyle? Reversed polarity on the homo-polar slip generator, and created a negative slip bubble inside the first. The slip exclusion principle implies the outer bubble must cease to exist..."
"Wow... What an interesting point... Let me think... Entropy integrity would still be maintained. A negative slip bubble would act like a ball being hit with a bat the mass of the black hole. I would guess we would appear intact, at some completely random location in the universe."
"Wow! You saw this in 10 seconds of intuition!? It took me three weeks of calculations to reach the same conclusion... Kyle, my love, I want to do it."
"What!?"
"I want to start a new society with you. Traveling though the black hole will make our path totally untraceable. The medical bay in the slip-ship has enough technology to restore your fertility. We can start a new society, one based on gender equality. There's probably enough technology in the medical bay to boost the genetic diversity of our children too, maybe even for the next generation..."
EqualizedIt was hard not to let the client see the nausea inducing fear that Ifelt at that moment as the courier interrupted our meeting to handed methe small pink envelope. I didn't even need to open it right away, Ijust tucked it into my desk drawer and tried to keep my focus on thedetails of Mr. Robinson's proposed business loan.I told him we would need to review his proposition in order to get theloan approved and would get in touch with him soon, but in reality Ijust wanted to get him out...
Equalized By Peg Thebois It was hard not to let the client see the nausea inducing fear that I felt at that moment as the courier interrupted our meeting to handed me the small pink envelope. I didn't even need to open it right away, I just tucked it into my desk drawer and tried to keep my focus on the details of Mr. Robinson's proposed business loan. I told him we would need to review his proposition in order to get the loan approved and would get in touch with him soon, but in...
It was hard not to let the client see the nausea inducing fear that I felt at that moment as the courier interrupted our meeting to handed me the small pink envelope. I didn’t even need to open it right away, I just tucked it into my desk drawer and tried to keep my focus on the details of Mr. Robinson’s proposed business loan. I told him we would need to review his proposition in order to get the loan approved and would get in touch with him soon, but in reality I just wanted to get him out...
It was hard not to let the client see the nausea inducing fear that Ifelt at that moment as the courier interrupted our meeting to handed methe small pink envelope. I didn't even need to open it right away, Ijust tucked it into my desk drawer and tried to keep my focus on thedetails of Mr. Robinson's proposed business loan.I told him we would need to review his proposition in order to get theloan approved and would get in touch with him soon, but in reality Ijust wanted to get him out of my...
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Stan looked at Denise, totally bereft of ideas for what to say. Denise was right. He had said that, emphasised it even. He could see that from her point of view he’d been completely dishonest and hurtful. What had happened with Anne had been incredible, but it had all happened while Denise was away, and no-one had let her know – she’d found out the hard way. Stan hated that he’d hurt her. So he tried to tell her that. Before he could finish, Anne interrupted. ‘Denise, it’s not Stan’s fault....
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It was Friday. Denise was waiting by the phone. She'd been there all day, with only short trips into the kitchen to grab snacks. Jim had promised to ring her today. Ibiza was an hour ahead, so when it was ten o'clock in the morning here, it was eleven a.m. over there. Surely Jim would have woken early today, he was going to ring her. While she waited, she ran back over her holiday in Ibiza in her mind, savouring the memories... On that second day of her break, she had sunbathed near...
Anne said nothing about her new personal insight that night. She still wanted to allow time to pass to make sure that it wasn't just the heat of the moment. For heat there was, undoubtedly. Stan dropped Denise off at her house and waited to be sure she got indoors safely, and then he drove on. As soon as Denise was out of sight he felt Anne's hand on his thigh, heightening his own response. It was difficult to drive with her hand there and a burgeoning erection, plus whenever he had to...
"Where, Anne?" asked Stan, mildly. But he was anxious, twisted up inside. "Is it far?" "No, Stan, not far. I'll commute. It's about an hour each way, about sixty miles or so up the motorway." "So you're going to stay with us?" asked Denise, looking and sounding troubled. "Yes, of course!" Anne answered, sitting up straight. "Thank God!" muttered Stan, and Anne took his hand in both of hers. "I wouldn't leave you, silly!" she told him. "Good! 'Cuz we're not planning...
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As I was putting on some clothes jake asked me where I was going. I told him hunting... He said okay and jumped in the bed and turned the T.V on to his favorite show. CSI. I hoped out the window and landed swiftly on the ground. I jogged into the forest and transformed into a grey wolf with a black spot on my eye. I dashed into the woods going predator mode. Ducking and dodging every branch and fallen tree. I stopped in my tracks and spotted a deer. Crouching down and getting ready to attack,...
~The Shower~ Chapter 3 As I took my clothes off, I looked at my naked body in the mirror. I noticed that I was really in shape. My breast were firm, my stomach was smooth and sexy. I turned around to look at my ass, and it was round and soft. My pussy was shaven clean. After checking my self in the mirror, I got into the shower. I sighed as the warm water hit my skin giving me goose bumps. The shower curtains slid back and I covered myself. “What the hell” I said. “Calm down...
Chapter 1 It was a partly cloudy afternoon, a little sunshine here and there with a cool breeze that passes and goes. I was standing there, with my arms crossed waiting for him to come up that hill from his afternoon jog. The wind felt good blowing though my hair. I turned my head to look into the woods to admire its beauty in the after noon sunset. I heard a person calling my name in the distance. I turned my head; there he was, with his wavy raven black hair,...
Chapter 1 - We had been lead to this place. A domed room that could hold a least a thousand of us poor wenches although currently I would guess there was a hundred of us. We all stood, half understanding out fate and dreading it. Cursing and praying to the very Gods who brought us here. More than a few cried and sobbed. Those monsters paid no attention. They were used to this spectacle I was sure. One hundred women of various ages, sizes, colors, creeds all bound together by a common destiny....
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