Ten “It looks like a giant silver dildo.” Put the helmet on, Layla, if you don’t want to die. Again. I can’t. You have to! “It doesn’t leave much to the imagination.” I turned slowly, unable to help but admire my reflection. No, it didn’t. The suit clung to me like a second skin. Almost as if it had been painted on. I rarely blushed but I thought this might be a good time to start. I could see every little detail and so c...

I’m going to open a time portal, Layla. This may be a little… strange. Just try to keep breathing and you’ll be fine. I was about to ask what a time portal was when I was suddenly turned inside out and things got… more than a little strange. They got downright weird... It started with a soft hum. Like a swarm of bees in the distance. Mechanical bees. It got louder and louder, like they were coming closer. Just as I began...

“Captain's log. Stardate 12345. USS…” Do you have a name? It feels weird to keep calling you Ship. It is what I am. But is it your name? I do not have a name, Layla. Would you like one? Perhaps. I will consider it. “If it wasn’t for Ship I would have lost track of the days. There is no day or night in space. Simply unending blackness filled with faraway stars and distant planets–” And the occasional meteor. “And the occas...

I cupped Skye’s ass, pushing her down onto the small bunk, stiff pink nipples pressing into her tits. It was still weird. Especially when I was fucking Skye while hearing the Ship’s voice in my head. Not as weird as the first time, but still strange. While I preferred cock to cunt I had to admit that Skye had turned out to be a delightful lover and gave me no reason to complain. Fun, adventurous, and willing to try new th...