= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Barbie drastically changes her life. A young woman at the end of her rope is offered a way to begin a totally new life… as a sex doll. I don’t usually write Doll Stories and this is slightly different than most of that genre. It is very mild sexually, and is more of a sci-fi story with sexual overtones and a standard Technician twist at the end. ...
The collar and blinders limit your field of view. You cannot see the entirety of the craft. It stretches out of eyesight, but it appears to be one single chamber. The side that your feet stretch towards is “down,” for you, and farther down appears to grow larger and wider. “Up,” the side which your head points toward, tapers off. The entire room seems vaguely cone-shaped, but only vaguely. Incomprehensible designs seem to take up what little “wall” space is not used by other receptacles. ...
(story continues from The Abduction) Part Two Shelly awoke again in complete darkness, immobility and silence. Was it just her, or was she getting used to this? She lay there in the darkness assessing what she had learned so far. She had been taken aboard an actual alien spacecraft, held against her will by some mental control they were using to completely immobilize her. She was being given fluids and nutrients from an I.V. in her leg, and any body waste was being taken care of by micro-biotic creatures that had been implanted in her body. It was very odd that she had adjusted to these things now almost as if they were normal. Maybe they controlled her in that way also, making it all seems normal. ...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The data probe from Contact Ship A37 is brought back to Earth. I wrote this sci-fi fantasy / romance for a geekette friend of mine. It is almost non-erotic and is a story of first contact between Earth and a distant planet inhabited by creatures so different from humanity that communication is impossible… until contact is created. ...
Author’s note: This story takes place in my ‘Star Fleet Survey Service’ universe, but does not involve the same characters. The first story in that series is ‘Field Survey’._ ————————————————– The interstellar liner Gropius was in hyperspace, and it would be for the next several days. Our destination was Zovia, an obscure solar system located on the very edge of Amalgamation space. I was getting off the ship there, and this interminable journey would finally be over. Right now, it was almost closing time here in the second-class lounge, and Sweet Su and her All-Girl Band, of which I am a member, were performing their final number. The sparse crowd of mostly drunks didn’t pay much attention until I stood up and began my clarinet solo. I’m a classically trained musician, and I combine technical skill with a passion for music, even the insipid pop music Su chooses for us. Apparently, this was noticed by even the most indifferent members of the audience, because they gave me a solid round of applause. Of course, this was dwarfed by the roar of approval that erupted when Mari, the band’s vocalist, stepped into the spotlight. ...
In an isolated system, in neutral territory a small, unarmed, Terran scout vehicle drifted alone. Captain Andrea Simmons started to sweep the area with sensors, for lack of anything else to do. There was little else to do other than wait for… what ever was that waited for her. In the beginning Mankind had spread to the stars using the Schleckston jump drive and found nothing. For some time it seemed worthless to even go. Mining was cheaper in Sol system and no prospective colonies had been found. Most systems were just like the one Andrea was in now, empty except for the primary star and some asteroids. But the exploring spirit still survived so scout ships continued to explore the new frontier anyway. ...
Pamela was moving through the disabled Mauerelli ship. It was a small freighter with a crew of about 20. The Mauerelli are a tall thin wiry race whose similar anatomy to humans made it easy for Pam to get through the passages to conduct salvage operations. The lights were dim as expected after an energy core shut down. With the engines off line there was barely enough power to keep life support operational. There was still no sign of the crew. While that bothered Pam she realized that it wasn’t uncommon for the Mauerelli to abandon a ship at the slightest hint of damage. She used her flashlight to navigate through the narrow passageways. ...
Shelly was bored and hot. The Georgia evening was hot and sultry, hotter than any she could remember in her 26 years. She had worked all day and was tired but could not find relief from the heat and humidity enough to get to sleep. She turned off the TV and decided to go for a walk in the park that was about ½ mile from her house. She did this many times to relax and collect her thoughts after hectic days at the office, even though her Mother and Father warned her of the dangers of such activities. She figured that in this rural Georgian town the odds of anything bad happening were probably about as much as her winning the lottery and that had not happened either. Parents will be parents, but she was on her own and an adult. ...
Part 1 Lieutenant Mona Binax stood nervously outside Lounge 3, shifting nervously from one stiletto heel the other, while desire and apprehension warred within her. The note left on her commdeck had been short and to the point: “Qet wants you. I have agreed. Be in Lounge three, Deck 17, at 1900 hours.” Mona had read the note three times, hardly believing the words. Riki was “loaning” her to another, and a famous Shapeshifter at that! ...