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No-Alt Insurance

Part 2

For Taiko

By Draconicon

The purple mule returned to the Industrial District the next day, fascinated by the disconnect that wasn't a disconnect that was going on in the area. It had caused some very strange effects, and despite what had happened with the Luntist - something that he was not going to let happen again - he felt the need to investigate further.

The more that he searched the area, the more he realized that the disconnect was more intentional than he'd first realized. Whatever had happened in the Industrial District was more than just a chance disconnect from the rest of Novus Ager. It was a way of cutting off everything but the 'life support' lines that kept it as part of the city. Anything that didn't contribute to it surviving as part of the overall metro area was no longer flowing.

Of course, Nor didn't have the tools to measure that and say that was happening for sure, but that was what he could guess was happening based on the difference between the buildings in the area and the buildings outside, and from what he was able to observe. Unlike most of the other parts of Novus Ager, the cut-off Industrial District and the residences and businesses around it were static. Not completely, as nothing in Novus Ager was completely static, but instead of moving around the pieces inside of the district, the district itself seemed to move about. In fact, there were times when he had to chase it across the city to find it again when he watched it from outside.

But now that he was inside...

Nor looked at the warehouses that were left unattended. He had already sent a few fake letters through this company's database, as well as sent the workers that would normally be keeping an eye on things home. Not that there were many people scheduled for a shift today; they seemed to be working on a skeleton crew.

More than that, the security team that would normally be watching the place had been cut down as well, leaving one person to watch the gate and nothing else. With a little help from off-screen - well, off-shore...off-something-that-he-didn't-want-to-think-about - he was able to hack the security screens for the security guard, giving him the same nothing road that he had been staring at for the last few hours.

The stage was set for a mini-heist of sorts, and Nor was happy enough to have that done. No more interruptions the way that the shark Luntist had done the day before.

The purple mule hopped the security fence that surrounded the warehouse with ease, landing on his feet and shaking his head. The whole place was set up to deal with normal people rather than anyone with super abilities. For that matter, it seemed like it was set up to only deal with those that didn't have the sort of training that the average police officer or other enforcement official might have.

Do they rely on their supers for everything? he wondered. That's just...

Back in his world, they had different rules for constructions. Heroes were in charge, which meant that everything was built with the idea of a super-hero having easy access, and super-villains having as hard a time as possible getting in. All bank vaults were reinforced with greater steel and multiple other materials to deal with elemental and physical manipulation. Clerks and anyone handling sensitive information were made to work in dampening offices, where telepaths couldn't extend their powers. The average house was made with anti-shock preparation, though that was at least as much for personal safety as it was to reduce the risk of abuse of electrical powers.

It was all taken into account. Both Lil and the former mayor had been adamant about bringing Novus Ager up to code to make sure that supers were not going to be able to derail something just by being different than the average person. A super would have to be smarter than the average person, too, use their powers in a different way.

Yet, here...

It's like they rely on luck, he thought, walking around the back of the warehouse. Luck and...politeness.

It was a wonder that the super-villains hadn't taken over this version of Novus Ager. Even if the superheroes had some sort of good luck that helped them out, it was like there was never any planning, like the city was inviting the villains to try something.

Why?

Shaking his head, Nor put the thought to the side for the moment. He had other things that required his focus for now. Mostly the computer systems in the warehouse, but also...

The warehouse door was unlocked, and he pushed the backdoor open with ease. The light switch was right next to it, and he flicked it on. The overhead lights flickered, buzzing in the low-power environment, and then slowly grew stronger. The white light never turned into the proper halogen glow, but it was enough for him to see what he was doing.

All around him were giant packages of androids, ones that were sealed up and looking like they were waiting for shipment somewhere else. There were dozens of them, if not hundreds, and a quick glance along their packaging labels told him that these were repacked, that they had been opened and then rapidly shoved right back inside by whoever was sending them off to a different location. Whatever was going on, he didn't want to be part of it without further investigation.

But in addition to the androids, there were other things that told him that he was in the right place. There were crates that were stacked towards the back with the mark that Lil had told him to look for on it, a clock that had its hands spinning in reverse and forward at the same time. There were other objects in the room, from a telephone booth to a giant melon that was kept behind police tape that had the same mark on them

Yes, this was definitely the place.

He stepped down the aisle, keeping his distance from everything. It was more comfortable being in his own skin this time, but he still kept his eyes peeled. He might have fooled the various cameras in the area, and the staff that was watching the place was down to a single person, but that didn't mean that the city wouldn't have some surprises for him if he didn't pay attention. Novus Ager - or at least, this Novus Ager - was full of surprises.

Nor made his way to one of the computer terminals in the center of the floor. The administrator terminals, he imagined, controlling what went where, the controls for the cranes that ran across the ceiling, everything to run this place and keep it functional. It should, he hoped, also have the information that he was looking for.

The barefoot mule stopped in front of one of them, tapping a key to bring it online. The screen flickered, a green light inside against a black background.

Old-school...

He waited for it to finish booting up, letting the familiar logo drift by, and then it opened up to show a command prompt.

Password?

The mule shook his head, tapping a few keys. Not a password or a PIN, but an override, something that, again, came from a source that he didn't want to think about too closely. He doubted that it would pay off for anyone to know about it.

The screen blinked, then faded out. A new command prompt popped up, allowing him to choose between the different files that it had inside. It was definitely an older computer, one that seemed to be running some sort of DOS derivative, but that was fine. He could understand how that worked. He just wished that it was a little bit faster, or that he could interface with it the way that shark had interfaced with him.

Then again, with his luck, this thing would be as infected as a basement dweller's hard drive. Best not.

Shaking his head, Nor started flicking through the files that were available. Most all of them were order forms, individual and corporate alike, but that was exactly what he was looking for. He dragged his finger across the screen, checking who was buying what.

Most of the orders were for fairly simple androids, things that were good enough for doing labor and not much more. Others were for the uplift projects that the goodhearted inevitably tried to do, not thinking about how the sudden change in intelligent population would affect the economy and the sudden flood of people that would be out of work. Then there were the other, more interesting orders.

Nor stopped at the big one, an order for a good hundred androids that were proven to be harder to tear down and more focused on dealing with the sort of projects that required a defter touch. Not merely loading and unloading, or construction work, but something that required precision, something that would be more problematic if it were to go wrong.

And more importantly, the androids were fitted with a very special component, one that would be hard to find from any other supplier. Chrono-stabilizers, a way to temporally anchor someone in a constantly-shifting stream. There weren't many people buying those, but there were three that were buying large orders of androids fitted with that component, and that was good enough for him.

A good place to start, at least.

Nodding to himself, he closed the console, putting it back on standby mode. It was time for him to make his way out.

The purple mule walked down the aisle again, his eyes fixed on the door for a while. Despite the success of his mission, he knew that something was just waiting to trip him up. That was the way of things in Novus Ager, though Lil had been doing everything that he could to start minimizing that back on their home plane. Here, however, it seemed that the chaos ran rampant, that there was nothing that one could do to slow it down or control it.

He had to be ready for anything. If he wasn't, then -

A thump startled him, and the mule whipped around, one hand in the air and one leg lifted in the start of a kick. As ready as he was for a fight, he was half-disappointed when he realized that it wasn't some intruder, but rather, one of the androids having fallen over inside of its case.

The mule lowered his leg to the ground again, starting to turn and leave, but there was something about the other android that intrigued him. He paused, then walked up to the container. A minute's curiosity wouldn't harm anyone, he hoped.

The casing was transparent, allowing him to see the minotaur-like android on the other side. Unlike some of the bigger and better ones that were out there, he could tell that this one was partially robotic. There was a burn-aura just over the top of the bull's head, and there was an emitter that one could just about make out through the fur between the horns. More than that, there were artificial bits of fur and flesh around a few of the joints, mostly in the shoulders and hips, but they were...relatively well-disguised, he supposed. He could only see them by staring at them.

The most ridiculous thing was the big dick that hung down at the android's front. It was big and thick, alright, but it was the sort of cock that looked like it had been ripped right off of a porn star. The sort of cock that people tended to fantasize about, and then get a little intimidated by when they actually saw it. It hung low and fat, and the balls were similar, looking almost sculpted rather than real.

He leaned around the side, checking to see if there was any sort of note about what this android was. Soon enough, he found a shipping manifest on the side.

"Built-a-Bot Workshop, Hard Wear model," he muttered, reading it out loud. "Well, that's something..."

He had to admit, it was a bit of an overbearing model, but he would be the first to admit that a bit of muscle would not be a bad thing. If he could take it and program it to be a proper ally, then it would be good to have a pair of eyes on things. More to the point, it would probably be a bit easier to work with, considering the number of heroes and villains he'd seen getting zonked out on the job. Something that didn't have a bio-brain to be taken over would be quite the ally.

Shrugging, Nor went back to the console, calling the crate forward and out of the storage bins. A couple of button presses opened the case, and a final tap of a button turned the big guy on.

Literally and metaphorically, it seemed. The minotaur android stood up, his eyes glowing red, and his cock immediately started rising up. The android turned to face him, and his lips turned up in a leering sort of smirk.

"Well, well, what do we got here?" the big guy said, his voice slightly twangy and drawling. "A little mule not doing his job?"

"You're not here to tell me what to do," Nor said. "You're here -"

"Little man, that's exactly what I'm here to do. Now, tell me. Why's a cute little thing like yourself standing on his feet when you should be down on your knees, telling me how much you want me to wreck that little ass of yours?"

Nor's mouth dropped open, his eyes going wide. This was not the sort of android that he had expected to wake up, not in the slightest. He was sure that this was a virus, that this model was defective. Because, surely, even here...

Okay, maybe here, there'd be some perverted professional that would make an entire line of sex-bots, but that was pushing it, even for him. The purple mule shook his head, trying again, but the minotaur was already on the approach. The big guy's cock was only getting harder, and as much as it looked like silicone, he could see the veins starting to pop along the side, some sort of fluid starting to bubble out through the core of it.

"Come on. You're going to live a little tonight, purple boy. Let's see just how good that pretty little mouth is."

"Okay, we're done with this."

"We're done when I say we're -"

The minotaur grabbed for him, and Nor showed the android just how bad an idea that was.

In a blur of motion, he whipped his leg up, his foot slamming into the side of the android's muzzle. It swept the head around, spinning it a full seven-hundred-twenty degrees around. While the minotaur had dizzy circles in his eyes, the mule brought his fist up, punching the big guy right in the gut, and followed it up with a headbutt that sent him right into the ground.

BANG!

The impact left a small crater in the concrete floor, and Nor shook his head.

"Had enough?"

"...Rebooting," the android said, its voice rising an octave or two and becoming more electronic. "Downloading upgrade."

The minotaur's head suddenly glowed as a red circle popped into being over it. For a second or two, it was a halo, a smooth circlet that looked almost beautiful, despite being a dark red color.

Then it popped with spikes and jagged edges, the points growing and shrinking by turns. They glowed brighter for a second or two, and the minotaur lifted his head again. The android spun it around twice, tightening the head around the neck joint once more, then got back to its hooves.

"Identity acquired. Subject: Nor." The minotaur smiled, voice dropping back into the twang. "Well, Nor. Think you're in charge? You're not, heh, nor are you a top."

"...That's horrible."

"I think you mean norrible."

"Oh for fuck's sake." He probably had done something to knock a screw loose or two in the minotaur's processor. If he had had any inclination to take the sex bot with him before, it was gone now. "Just shut down."

"Negative."

The halo flared again, and this time, Nor felt the pressure of some signal trying to hijack his. However, considering the difference between his own Plicant android half and the more low-tech thing that was trying to break it down, he wasn't worried. He crossed his arms, glaring at the minotaur.

"Do I need to knock you down again?"

"Upgrade failed. Wireless connection unavailable."

"Yeah. No kidding. Now -"

"Upgrade in progress."

The halo burned that much hotter, and this time, it went from looking like a jagged sort of halo to a full-on crown of thorns. They jumped and spiked and throbbed in his view, and his eyes went wide as the rest of the containers suddenly glowed with a crimson light.

...Oh, damn.

Dozens of containers burst open at the same time, and various broad-shouldered, large-muscled androids stepped out. All of them were at least his height, and there were several species that were taller than him, and obviously a bit stronger. They moved around him, surrounding him on all sides.

The minotaur, the leader of them, smiled.

"Wireless connection unavailable. Applying 'Hard Wear' patch through oral and rectal ports."

"Oh, you have got to be kidding..."

As they approached, Nor lashed out with every trick that he knew. He threw his chest to the floor, catching himself on his hands and lashing out with a real donkey kick. His heels caught several androids in the chest, sending them flying backwards. Dropping one hand, he spun on the other, kicking the legs out from under those nearest to him, and one big lug after another dropped, from elephants to horses to one big blue whale.

The problem was, they just kept coming. Even as he kicked himself back to his feet, one of the androids - a killer whale - grabbed him around the waist from behind. Nor slammed his head back, and he swore that he dented the cranium of the unlucky android in the process. Gave himself a hell of a headache, too.

However, even as the killer whale dropped him, two more androids were there, one a panda bear, the other a gorilla. They grabbed him by the wrists, holding his arms out wide, and much as he tried to pull them together again, they were stronger. He might have had other powers to use, but they had the edge with raw strength.

The minotaur stepped forward again, then stopped a few feet away. His eyes glowed that much more intently.

"Processing. Subject has skills with kicking. Retain distance until legs are restrained."

"And here I was looking forward to kicking your head right off..."

More androids came forward, and while he managed to kick a few right in the nose, they quickly had him restrained. They held him, two on each limb, and carried him to the middle of the warehouse. Others used their wireless connection with the main computer to bring a couple of the cranes together, and soon, Nor was pinned in place, bound in mid-air with his mouth and ass at the correct heights for...

Well, there was no other way to put this. A hard-metal gangbang.

It didn't help that every single one of the androids had a dick that was bigger than it should be. Most of them had at least eight inches to show, while those like the minotaur and the bigger species ranged anywhere from eleven inches to a full eighteen. The sheer size of the meat on display was something that would have made anyone else blanch.

For Nor, it made him concerned. He still remembered what Toroid had done to him, and while he had purged all of that programming from his system - not wanting to be a butt slut, after all - he was starting to wonder if he could take this much again. His programming and his body was flexible, but...well...

That was a lot of dick.

"Attempting anal application of patch," the minotaur said as he stepped up, standing with his thick thighs pressing Nor's apart, his fat cock pushing right under the mule's balls. His voice flicked back from the electronic one to the more southern twang. "Well, boy, let's see what you can take, huh? The famous Nor...gonna be great to have you on our side, boy."

Nor grimaced as he felt the hot head of a big cock under his tail again. It was big enough that the minotaur was having to push against him, the mule's hole trying to put up some bit of resistance. It was...well, not the most effective, to say the least. He groaned under his breath, huffing and puffing, trying to clench down.

Other androids were all around him, one grabbing his cock and pulling it around, giving it a few strokes. Nor gasped as artificially warmed air blew over the tip of his cock, looking down.

Oh, please, just suck it. Suck it. I'll turn you into a drone after that, just SUCK IT!

And sure enough, the wolf android in question sucked his cock. The purple mule grinned...then the grin started fading as he felt pleasure, but nothing actually changed.

What...why the...work, dammit!

He tried bucking his hips up, to bury his cock in the android's throat, but even when he did manage a wiggle that did that rather than just rock him from side to side, nothing happened. There was no sudden addiction, no sudden submission as was the case when he used it back in his world. His cock, his magically dominating cock, was not having any effect on the androids here whatsoever.

That's not fair! It's supposed to work!

"Come on, mule-boy. Let me in. You know you want a fat dick...You wouldn't be walking around all naked if you didn't."

He opened his mouth, only to be gagged almost immediately by one of the others. A thick shaft that was almost as wide as his own, not to mention dripping with some sort of artificial pre, was rammed right down his throat. He coughed, barely managing to swallow around it before it was driven in right to the hilt.

That, in turn, made him relax down there. And just like that, the thick tip of the minotaur's cock popped in.

"MMPH!"

He gasped around the fat lion dick in his mouth, feeling the cock going right down his throat and oozing. There was the occasional thrust, but it was done like someone that was plugging and unplugging something rather than someone actively rutting him.

Worse, as the two big dicks thrust in and out of him, he could feel the data that they were dumping into his system. Thankfully, it was nothing more than junk virus data, nothing advanced enough to get through his filters, but the fact that they were clogging his systems with it was an embarrassment. No Plicant should be pushed through something like this. No superhero, either, for that matter.

He squirmed, but they had him perfectly pinned, his legs in the air, his back arched, his head shoved down so that every time the lion thrust forward, he got a perfect face-full of feline balls. Smack, thrust, smack, thrust, the orbs bouncing off his face, the silicone set filled with some sort of artificial musk that was stronger than he expected.

"Patch applied, failed," the minotaur said. "Attempting second application."

Still other androids roamed around him, slapping their dicks on his chest, rubbing their pre-cum over him. Some were wandering through the warehouse, pulling bits of metal out and then bending them into rings, collars, cockrings, shackles. They were planning on putting that on him, turning him into a good 'boy toy', as they called it.

Crap, crap, crap.

"Patch applied, failed. Attempting brute-force method."

The next thrust from the minotaur would have knocked the air out of his lungs if he had been a normal person. As it was, he very nearly screamed...but not in pain.

The minotaur android pumped into him again and again, each thrust getting faster and faster. Worse, the shaft inside of him was letting off little shocks from time to time, hitting his prostate with zaps that encouraged it to throb, to pulse, to clench. All the muscles in his hole were clenching and releasing in time to the minotaur's hard fuck.

The feeling of the wolf mouth around his cock only made it better, the pleasure of that artificial tongue surprisingly realistic. He tried to arch his back, to thrust into that waiting maw, but there was no way for him to do that with the minotaur holding him by the hips. And the lion at his face, too, was grabbing at him, pinning him by the shoulders as he was face-fucked.

In, out, in, out, each thrust making another wet thunk against his body, another wet smack. He kept trying to hold his thoughts together, but it was getting more and more difficult.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, the minotaur hilting with each one. Fat fake balls beat against Nor's ass, almost spanking him every time that they slammed in, the artificial pleasure of the zapping against his prostate and the thick meat that was grinding against him making it harder and harder to pretend that it didn't feel good. The wolf would not leave his cock along, taking it all the way to the base, and the mule felt like he was going to cum any second now. Any -

"Mmmph!"

The lion thrusting down his throat finally came, spilling a thick load. It was similar to actual cum, but there were chemical differences, differences that were being analyzed by his internal scanners. The data fed back to him quickly enough, though slower than it should have done.

The reason why was clear. The patch was being applied through the fluid, and the data packets were far more numerous...and viral. They were seeding his systems with a virus, trying to turn him into one of the dominant fucker-'droids that they were.

The minotaur slammed in and filled his other hole, more of the data flooding through Nor's system. For all that it was junk data, garbage, he could feel that the pleasure was starting to sift through him, too, minor viruses trying to do what the Luntist had done the day before. If they were able to start his pleasure processes, push him to enjoy that -

"Ah...ah..."

He gasped for breath as the lion cock left his mouth, but it was less for air and more for the sudden suction pulling on his cock. The wolf was pushing him harder than ever, and even though the minotaur android was done, others were waiting. They came forward, a big dragon android pulling his hips up and slamming in, jamming his cock into the messy fake cum that was still dribbling from the mule's hole.

"Uploading patch..."

Nor groaned, his head rolling back again. He struggled to pull himself together, but the viruses were already gumming up his systems, his processes slowing down. Even if he had the strength to break the wires and chains that held him, there was no way that he'd be able to focus enough to get free. Not with the viruses distracting him, forcing him to hunt them down.

And not with that wolf sucking him off, either, that flat tongue working along the base of his cock, then up along the underside. Soft lips squeezed around the head, and as the wolf licked the tip again, it was just too much.

Nor came, and he came hard, shooting his load deep into the wolf android. He gasped for breath, his eyes rolling back as he was made to cum from taking a dick deep in his ass, made to cum from being used.

And some part of his processes even liked it a bit.

That's a virus. That has got to be a virus.

He didn't know it for sure, though, and that was what bothered him. He didn't like not knowing things, and he didn't like being...being...

Even his thoughts were slowing down now. Great. As his head was tilted back, a broad-shouldered pangolin coming up to use his mouth, he thought he saw the lion stiffen up and tip over. For a moment, he was rather confused, and then he realized what was going on.

They'd been in their containers without chargers for who knew how long. Their batteries would have been running down in standby mode, leaving them half-drained, at the very best. Maybe near at the bottom of their power supplies.

All he had to do was wait them out. That...

He could do that...

Right?

Nor wasn't sure how long he spent in the wires and chains, but he knew that he would need a professional to clear out all the digital gunk in his systems at the end. A shower was out of the question for the rest of it; he'd need a car wash to get all that off.

The mule groaned as he slid out of the restraints, landing in the pile of discharged androids. Each one had finally gone dark, even the minotaur who seemed to have had the greatest charge of the lot of them. Nor fought the urge to kick him, knowing that all it'd do was break a toe.

Getting to his feet and wobbling back and forth, he reached down to his cock. He shook it at the base, glaring at it.

"You. You know what you did."

Or failed to do, more accurately. His dick was supposed to zonk people, to make them more obedient, to make them less likely to be problematic. In his world, he had used it dozens, hundreds of times as part of his job as the official inquisitor, making the different criminals and super-villains confess. They had eagerly given up the ghost whenever he'd jammed his dick up their ass, and more than one villain had become so addicted to his cock that they forswore the side of evil forever.

And then there were those that wanted to study his 'perfect dick', going so far as to try and kidnap him and ride him until they could understand what made his cock so sought after. It never worked, of course, and they often were the cause of their own undoing.

That was annoying, but it had always been a helpful tool. Here, though, it seemed almost worthless. He hadn't had a chance to tease the Luntist with it, to see if he could break the other's programming that way, and the androids here certainly hadn't been affected by it.

So much for having a perfect tool...

He grumbled, letting his cock flop back down. At least he had the information that he'd come here for in the first place. He had the names to look up, the people that he needed to search down. That was a good first step.

Nor was thankful that this place was in this strange disconnect that wasn't a disconnect. The last thing that he would have wanted was -

POOF!

The naked mule stood in the middle of the security booth, right in front of a very confused, very suddenly aroused cat guard. The tabby looked at him, then down at his dick, then back at his face. The cat's mouth worked soundlessly, and Nor just stared down at him with as much dignity as he could muster.

Which wasn't much, admittedly. He had just been about to say that the last thing he wanted was an audience, and suddenly, he had one. The mule slowly looked up at the sky, half-questioning the existence of some sort of divine trickster, when the cat grabbed hold of his cock.

"Holy crap, that thing's real?!"

"..."

Oh well. Might as well find out whether this thing works on people at all.

And with that, the purple mule grabbed the security cat by the back of his head and jammed him down on his cock. He needed to know if his dick worked at all, after all, and if it did...well, at least this would make sure that the feline didn't tell anyone about what he'd seen today.

The End