Part 1: Broken Calibration Wand
It was all Kathia could do to restrain herself from overeating herself to death whilst aboard the transit Titan craft on her way from the global tropics of her home planet Magnum to the rigid, frozen environment awaiting on Snow, one of Magnums sister planets in the mid-orbital of the Eastlasoruna Planetary Constellation. Kathia was on her way to a very important meeting for Maverick Enterprises, the company for which she worked, in Traltic City, the capital of government on Snow. This was the first Kathia had ever taken the public Interplanetary transit. She usually accompanied her parents in their travels to the other 15 planets of Eastlasoruna. The service was GREAT! The NSS Titan Multicrafts 3 quantum processors were stretched to their limits in carrying out the various orders made by the passengers, whilst simultaneously controlling the ships Illusion Cells, and navigating to a safe arrival at the West Traltic transit station. Kathia was on the lowest of four decks in the ship, lying on the side of a grassy hill in the environment being emulated by this particular Titan. She was gazing out the windows that lined the sides of the ship, her clawed fingers massaging the stiff, red feathers of her head crest. She was looking at... Nothing. Space. The empty void that existed between the celestial (or not so celestial) bodies of the Microverse. The only break in the darkness of space was the stars: Penthorphis and Penthorphin; the Planets: Eastlasoruna's 16, the Breeding Ground's 5, and Aether; and the small abundance of Nanostars that existed elsewhere. Kathia was watching as a small group of five Nanostars, each no larger than a dinner plate in circumference, pulsated around each other. This was a rather rare sight, so Kathia quickly activated her Cam Scanner and recorded a short video clip of the pulsating stars, and then posted it to her company's private ENIC volume. All without lifting so much as a finger (or eight) for typing her comment on the video. Kathia was a Manipulator, a Power Manipulator to be specific. She bore the distinctively raptor-like form factor that Manipulators inherited from their evolutionary ancestors, only broken by the presence of a silky smooth feather coating, smallish ears similar to that of a Helix cat (a native creature of Planet Centrevil), and the upright, human-like posture. And also the significant intellectual advancement that comes with having 3 separate brains, and being biologically integrated with computer technology. She was roughly 7 feet tall, had a downward tail crest at the base of her tail, which was about 86 feet long, when fully extended. Her snout extended about four inches in front of her bright violet eyes. "Attention passengers: We will be entering Snows atmosphere in T-30 Units. We will arrive in Traltic City in 2 Kilos. Thank You." The Titan's computer said in a welcoming male voice. Kathia stood up, and stretched a bit before going up to the window get a look at Snow from space. Just like every other planet in the Eastlasoruna Constellation, Snows upper atmosphere had a faint bluish tone to it, caused by the abundance of Phaxon gas. Below that, Kathia could see vast snowy plains, which ended at Traltic City. The Titan shuddered; indicating that it was beginning it's decent down through the atmosphere towards Traltic City. Looking back at the crafts huge delta wings. She could see the stabilization/hovering rotors start to spin, slowly in the first stages of powering up, but rapidly picking up pace until they were nothing more than a blur. The Titan started to shudder again. The thin air around the bottom of the ship started to glow red as if it were on fire. This flaming air was shortly repelled by the Titans Illusion Cells, as was the shuddering, as the Illusion Cells took the forces of entry. Soon all was well and the Titan arched its nose downward for a quick and steady decent and landing. *** "Welcome to Traltic City, Snow. We hope you have enjoyed your flight!" The homely male voice of the Titans computer said as the Multicraft touched down at the transit station. There was a slight whining sound as the engines powered down. A ramp lowered at the nose of the vehicle on it's bottom deck and all the passengers got off to warm greetings from transit staff in the hallway leading to the station's main building. The first thing that Kathia noticed upon exiting the Titan, besides the staff members and the bland hallway, was how freezing it was! She could feel her blood, and internal computer system freezing up just by standing there! She couldn't wait to get her heating system recalibrated, a completely necessary process no matter how suggestive it may be. Kathia has always been the kind to prefer the Caliprobe method rather than the all-natural method, unless it was someone she knew performing the process. If possible, Kathia would have much preferred using a strictly software method for recalibration, but that wasn't possible, for obvious reasons, therefore the connection between a Manipulators central heating system and his/her internal computer had to be established manually for recalibration. "This way to the Calibration Center!" An attendant exclaimed when he saw the recently landed passengers exit the hallway. He pointed to a door that was sunken into the wall several feet. Kathia and the other passengers, all shivering, flocked towards and through the door. It came as a sudden relief that the room to follow was warm. Or at least it was warmer than outside it. The temperature was nothing like back on Magnum, but it still kept the shivers off. Inside the group was greeted by a jolly bunch of employees known as Calibrators. They each greeted one of the new arrivals and escorted them to one of the 20 or so cells that rimmed the medium sized, round room. "'Allo, ma'am! Care to join me?" One of the Calibrators, a healthy looking young Alpha Manipulator with a heavy Snow accent, asked Kathia, holding out his left hand for her, while his right pointed to an empty cell. Kathia eyed his badge, it said Jackson on it. "Why yesss, thank you much," Kathia answered in her own heavy Magnum accent. He gave her a polite smile, which she returned, and they headed for the cell. "You done this before, or should I lay out the rules for ya?" The young Alpha Manipulator asked as he closed the door to the cell and flicked on the dim light. "I've done thisss before," Kathia answered, laying down on the cushioned table in the center of the cramped room. "Alright, how do ya like it then. All natural," he moved his right hand to his crotch, "or with the Caliprobe." "Probe, pleassse." Kathia answered. Jackson noticeably frowned for a split unit. "Alrighty then!" He said with a smile. He pulled open a thin, tall cupboard door on the wall to reveal an equally tall, yet thinner rod with a black strip running its length. At one end there was a wire of about 2 feet in length that had an elastic bracelet attached at the opposite end from the probe. Jackson slipped this bracelet onto his wrist and positioned it right beside his wrist console. He flipped open his wrist console and toggled the commands to uplink with the probe. His eyes went dark as the probe uploaded it's application into the young mans temporary cache. Kathia spread her legs and draped them over the edges of the cushioned table, giving a clear view of her heating system access vent, her ‘tailhole' if you would. Her legs and tail fell limp in preparation as Jackson's eyes lit up again. He looked at her briefly, his eyes quickly scanning her from tip of ears to tip of tail. Then he gave a quick tug on the cord and grabbed the Caliprobe out of the air. He weighed it in his hand for a quick unit, briefly tossing it up and catching it again. Then he brought the cordless tip of it up to the base of Kathia's tail, just below her access vent. The heavy jumble of muscles that surrounded the opening twitched briefly at the contact. "Ya ready?" The young Alpha Manipulator asked. Kathia sighed slightly. "Yesss, letsss get thisss over with." She said. The Calibrator nodded. He slowly pushed the probe forward and down, it's tip, along with the rest of it's shiny metal length, pushing into Kathia's access vent, eliciting a small, almost nonexistent gasp as a group of raw stabilization nerves burned from the cool touch of the probe sliding across them. Kathia squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her razor sharp teeth as the nerves sent more pleasurable messages through their electrical channel, and to Kathias computer brain, as the probe started to warm up to match Kathias body temperature. Once the probe had slid in about 7 inches, Jackson stopped pushing on it. His eyes went black again as he transferred his vision into the Caliprobes thermo-electrical scanner, as was standard procedure to ensure it was properly lined up with the connection circuits of a Manipulators heating system. He twisted the probe around until the black strip that ran its length was in contact with both circuits. Then he returned his vision to his own eyes and began hitting commands on his wrist console, and moving his fingers through the air, which obviously meant he was toggling sliders and buttons on his projected interface. He couldn't help but notice the small, audible gasps coming from Kathia, and also that the muscles surrounding her tailhole were twitching slightly. ‘She must like taking it up there,' he though to himself. He heard an insistent beeping in his ears and looked up from his patient to see a big red "ERROR" window flashing. "ERROR: Unable to make connection. Onboard circuits incomplete." It read. The Calibrator reached out and tapped on it, making it and the accompanying beeping disappear. "Somethin's wrong." He said. "It's sayin' the circuits aren't complete..." "What?" Kathia asked. The Calibrator hit a few more commands on his wrist console, and toggled a couple on his projected interface. The same error message displayed. He grabbed the box and pulled it out of the display, making it visible to Kathia. She sat up slightly and read the message, frowning slightly. "What do we do?" "Send it to the factory to be recycled. Once a circuit is damaged on one of these things, it's quite hard to fix. But the manufacturer can reuse the materials." Jackson said. He took hold of the probe and slowly pulled it out. Kathia fought back a groan as the Caliprobe left her. Jackson held up the broken probe and looked at it. "What now?" Kathia inquired. Jackson shrugged. "I could go see if there are any other probes available. Or there's the other option, if you're willing." He answered with an inward grin. Kathia looked at him for a unit, her gaze travelling down, and then back up. She pulled up her projected display, checking the time. She sighed; it was getting late. She had to get to her hotel and get a good night sleep before the big meeting tomorrow. "All natural." She said with finality. "'M'kay." Jackson smiled slightly. As recalibration of the heating system is a necessary process, it's only logical that Manipulators have a bodily function for doing it, and not have to rely on a special device. On the underside of a male Manipulators penis are electrodes similar to that found in the black stripe of the Caliprobe. However, these only exist on the Solid-state penis, the one created by the gene that allows for erections, and not on the Soft-state, ‘paste' penis, which comes from the more wide-spread gene that causes liquidations of the member, instead of the opposite. It's easy to understand why, as the delicate electrodes need a stable mounting to do their job. It goes without saying that Jackson has a Solid-state member. ‘No wonder they called him "Jack!" That thing looks like it could lift a Commander!' Kathia though to herself as she watched Jackson's long, stiff cock slide menacingly out of it's sheath. She was propped up on her elbows, looking down her body. His length rose to be about a foot long, a copper colored stripe ran along the underside of Jackson's shaft, stopping just before the head, which had two fleshy spikes pointing towards Jackson's body, and leading directly up to two other points, making up the dual tips of a Solid-state penis. The color was dark violet, instead of the pale pink of a Soft-state cock. After some soft coaxing, Jackson's fleshy member was fully extended and ready for business. It was, by nature, pressed up against his belly, but due to the flexibility of a Manipulators body, he was able to reposition it to a more convenient angle. "Scoot towards me a bit, will ya," He requested of Kathia. She complied; sliding down the table so that the base of her tail was angled towards the floor, giving Jackson a clean and comfy shot at Kathia's access vent. Slowly he took a step forward, his feet resting at the base of the table, on either side of Kathia's tail. He lined his member up, the tips just barely tickling the muscled flesh surrounding Kathia's tailhole, and pushed forward. The normally soft tips turned rock hard, easily splitting Kathia's tailhole open. He slid into her, first and inch, then four, all the while fighting back a gasp at how tight Kathia was, her walls gripped at him softly. He could see that she, too, was fighting back a gasp. Kathia couldn't help it any longer and let out a small gasp as Jackson's pelvis connected with the base of her tail, his feathers brushing ever-so-lightly against her hidden labia. "Y'alright?" Jackson asked in response to her gasp. "Uh-huh," Kathia responded with a squeak. "Lemme just get m'self lined up here," Jackson murmured, twisting his length around inside Kathia's tailhole until he felt a slight electrical jolt as the electrodes on his dick connected with those on Kathia's heating system. "There we are, beginning transfer of calibration settings. Now." His member grew warm and gave of the sensation that it was pulsing, but Kathia knew that this sensation was caused by the electrical current flowing between their electrodes. But she didn't care; the feeling was just too wonderful! She cooed softly, overwhelmed by the pleasure the stabilization nerves inside her access vent were causing as part of their successful effort to contradict pain. Jackson smiled at the small coos and gasps Kathia was giving; she liked him inside her. He looked down at the link between them and noticed that there was a line of soaked feathers where he knew her vagina was. He smiled even more at this sight. There was a sharp beep in his ear, at which he winced. He looked up at his projected display to see a green alert box flashing white letters. "Transfer of new settings. Status: COMPLETE." It read. He tapped it and it disappeared. "You're all set, ma'am," he stated cheerily, starting to pull out of Kathia's tailhole. Her walls gripped at him even more as Kathia elicited a hefty moan. "Finish in me, pleassse. I know you like it asss much asss I do," Kathia almost begged. Jackson stopped pulling out of her. He gave a toothy grin before pushing back into her and leaning down towards her face. "Ya sure, missy," he asked, taking on a whole new demeanor. "Yesss." Kathia said with finality. Jackson ditched the cocky smile and stuck his pointed organic tongue out, eyes closed. Kathia's similarly pointed organic tongue met his in the space between them. They twisted and writhed around each other, Jackson caressing the bundle of nerves lining the underside of Kathia's tongue while Kathia twisted hers around in the opening of Jackson's siphon, the oral genitals of a male Manipulator. After a kilo, Jackson broke out of the tongue-twisting kiss and stood up straight and serious. He turned his head and looked at the door, raising his hand towards it. After a unit a vague blue energy field stretched over the opening, producing a light ringing. It was an anti-sound field. Looking back to Kathia, he took a hold of her hips. He pulled his cock out until only the head remained in. Kathia let out a moan as she felt his meat sliding against her inner walls. Jackson held there for a unit or two before pushing back into Kathia's tight tailhole, exhaling sharply at the stimulation her groping walls were causing. He held for another unit before pulling out again, then immediately thrusting back into Kathia. He pulled back out and set into a fair rhythm of thrusting in and pulling out. With each thrust, Kathia's groans of pleasure increased in volume. "Ooooh.. Yes..." Kathia groaned. A light trickle of juices was dribbling out of her vagina, running down and soaking Jackson's thrusting length. Her ears were back, and her eyes were closed. She was temporarily disabling every other sense so that the pleasure she was feeling could not be deterred. Jackson's eyes were closed also, his whole body relishing in the sensation of Kathia's inner walls seemingly sucking at his penis every time he pulled it out! He opened one eye to look down at his partner of the moment. He noticed that her pussy was no longer completely hidden by feathers, but was a gaping pink slit not but inches above Kathia's access vent. This sight conjured a new idea in Jackson's head. He opened his mouth and extended his long, pointed, and pink organic tongue to begin licking up and down around Kathia's slit, causing her to shiver intensely and clench herself tighter around his still thrusting cock. "Oh, sssoo good!" Kathia moaned in response to Jackson's new endeavor. Little did she know that he had another trick up his sleeve. Jackson, being moderately experienced in sexually exciting women, followed his organic tongue with his second tongue, which took the form of a mechanical claw, as it does on all Manipulators. Using precision that only comes from a limb under the control of Artificial Intelligence, Jackson carefully reached down with this metal claw and took a gentle grasp-hold on Kathia's exposed clitoris. Kathia bolted upright, mouth gaping in a silent screech of pleasure, at this sudden new stimulus. The icing on the cake came as Jackson's organic oral peripheral delved into Kathia's most intimate of orifices and, with Jackson's last sensible thought before his body was wracked with the uncontrollable pleasure of orgasm, touched base with her G-Spot, a slight static twinge shooting through Kathia's body before they were both lolly-gagged in their cumming sensations. Kathia's silent screech of surprise quickly evolved into a very audible roar stimulated not only by the static tingle of Jackson's organic tongue against her G-Spot, but also by the gargantuan flood of male seed that erupted from the tip of Jackson's cock during his last, vicious thrusts into her access vent, accompanied with his own feral roar of supreme contentment. Slowly their roars of ecstasy softened into trembling gasps, and finally into silence as their organic minds zoned out, only their computer brains remaining fully operational. * * *
Legalities
Manipulators ARE and original species, I own them in FULL! (you may use them, non-commercially, if you so wish). Eastlasoruna Planetary Constellation belongs to ME, and can only be affiliated with Manipulators or other native inhabitants unless it is specified as to HOW the 'aliens' arrived in the Constellation. may be used non-commercially. The Microverse belongs to ME, and the same conditions apply to it and everything within as with the Eastlasoruna Planetary Constellation this story belongs to me, IJP290. NOTES: Time measurement is different on Eastlasoruna. here's the conversion. Unit: Little longer than a second Kilo: 50 units, just shorter than a minute Mega: an hour Giga: 36 Megas (1 eastlasorunian day) Tera: 5 gigas (comparable to a week) Peta: 20 gigas, and 4 teras. (comparable to a month) Exa: approximately half of an earth year (182 earth days, 120 Gigas) (1 eastlasorunian year)