The New Terrans

Chapter 15

Encountering our future

Returning to the ships, Jorge joined his parents and the Commander and I greeted Erik and Eugen. Erik smiled as I approached, Sirius and Jens were already wrapped in the rubbery tendrils on the dais, as he returned my greeting.

“I don’t know how that affected you, but it’s having a bloody interesting affect on me.” Erik grinned. “Eugen thinks I’m becoming a hybrid. Things do seem to be changing down there.” Indicating his crotch, he laughed. “And I like it.”

“Why has Sirius submitted himself so readily?” I asked. “I would have thought the admiral would have been more … cautious.”

“He was, but Sirius and Eugen coupled,” his arm round Eugen’s droid waist tightened, “and Sirius picked up the ‘vision’ we got — or enough of it to be able to convince his father that it was important he do it.”

Jorge joined us, walking between his parents. I’d never really taken much notice of her lower body before, my conditioning made me indifferent, now I couldn’t fail to notice that her crotch looked different to other females. It was more prominent, the cleft clearly defined by the tight rubber suit she wore. Both parents looked happier than I’d ever seen them, they positively beamed with it as they held Jorge’s hands.

“My mother says she and my father have agreed to subject themselves to the entity …”

“I am also a mutant. We women often escape notice — it is far easier for us to hide the difference.” Marietta, his mother, declared. “So it will be a test to see if my sister mutants are to be a part of this.” She smiled at her husband, “And Jena is, like Erik, a non-mutant. If he responds as Erik is doing, it will mean many more of our people may benefit.”

“I think you’ll enjoy it, Jena.” I teased, and he laughed. Our trysts had been very enjoyable for both of us. “And being one of us isn’t nearly as bad as it used to be.”

“It’s pretty intense, Jena.” Erik commented. “Blew my mind at first, but now I’m seeing things differently, and much more clearly. A lot of stuff that didn’t make sense before … well now it all fits.” Addressing Jorge, he continued, “We’re closing in on the gang that are a threat to Sirius and Jens. We know who they are now, and where they’re hiding.”

The Commander joined us. “More important, we know who in the Admiral’s team is the mole who has been trying to find out where Sirius is hidden.” His laugh echoed. “He never looked at the droid he met daily waiting for its master.” 

“Damn, he was that close?” Erik’s surprise showed.

“Yes, even used him a couple of times. I think Sirius enjoyed it even more knowing his cousin was trying to find him for the rebels. The Admiral knew all along — he believes in keeping enemies close, and family enemies even closer.” He looked at me. “Welcome to the family, Felix. It took us a long time to trace your lineage, some of the family took extreme measures to hide our mutant offspring. Yours went further than most.” Watching my reaction, he smiled and extended a hand. “The admiral wants to make amends as soon as he can — you won’t go unrewarded.”

“I don’t need a reward, sir.” I slipped an arm round Jorge’s was it. “I have everything I need right here. Jorge is everything I have ever wanted.”

The change in my circumstances brought a few surprises, but Jorge was an absolute star. Without my ‘droid’ beside me to help me adjust, I could not have coped. The encounter in the cave with the ‘entity’ had started some physical and biological changes in all of us. The most noticeable was in my penis which was becoming much more flexible, though the glans remained solid and sensitive. I could now extend it by a few inches, and use it to grasp things and even lift small items. Of course, this translated into being able to use it inside my partner in ways gave him intense pleasure. Unnoticed at first, was the change in our cum. It was becoming thicker, creamier, and we seemed to be producing a lot more of it.

The move to the admiral’s family estate meant getting used had been having to get used to having a permanent security presence. Nothing cramps your lifestyle than never having complete privacy. Even if he isn’t actually with you, you know he is just outside the room, and that every time you go out, you will have that shadow. For someone used to being always alone with just a droid as company … it can get a bit fraught.

To make matters worse, I was bored, and that seemed to put my libido into overdrive. It was almost as bad as going through my puberty again in the Institute.

Jorge was my anchor. “I am still your droid, Master. The presence of the guardian does not intrude, and we can continue as you did before this.” 

“Is that your Droid logic? Or is that Jorge reason?” Taking his droid body in my arms, I held him against me, his dildo sheathed penis pressed to my codpiece — another innovation I had to adjust to. “The truth is I have nothing to do. I’m not used to not keeping a schedule, and not having work to do — and we can’t work as we did here, it would expose your not being a droid …”

“Sirius hopes it will not be much longer.”

“Any news on the arrest of the conspirators? What news of your parents? What happened to them in the cavern?”

“They had the same experience. My father enjoyed it, and looks forward to undergoing the mutation the entity told him would follow. He likes the flexibility we enjoy, and says my mother can’t get enough of him now.” Pausing, he said, “The conspirators will be arrested soon. The Commander is ready, he needs only to ensure that they are all taken at the same time. Franz and his Master are tasked with taking Sirius’s cousin.” 

The door sounder beeped, and I ordered it to open. 

“I hope I’m not interrupting you.” The Commander’s face was serious as he entered, trailed by Sirius. “We have a problem, and need your help.”

“Great,” I laughed. “I was just complaining I had nothing to do. How can we help?”

“We were planning to position some of our people that you’ve disguised as droids with other ‘Masters’ in areas we think the renegade gangs are hiding. The volunteers will be supported by SWAT teams. We hope their presence will lure the renegades into attempting to seize them … Sirius had volunteered to be one of the droids, but … the admiral forbids it.”

“He refuses to allow me to take part,” Sirius vocalised making a small gesture that suggested frustration. “Jens is not yet in a mental state to do what we need or he would take my place.”

“It needs two more ‘droids’.” The Commander interjected. “I can call for further volunteers among the Guardians, but that risks exposing the disguise as they would have to undergo the transformation … Our rebels have taken to the land. They have only limited arms, and rely mainly on kidnapping hostages and on attacking Maintenance Teams. We plan to replace those Maintenance teams in the areas where rebel gangs are operating, with a Special Forces Guardian and ‘his’ CP, supported, of course, by a SWAT group. But we need at least two more ‘special’ droids.” Pausing, he glanced at Sirius. “If you, Felix, were to agree to be one …”

“If it helps Jorge, Sirius and the others get back to being themselves …” I took Jorge’s hand. “I’ll do it. It’ll be good to have something to do.” Grinning, I added, “I’ve helped turn all the others into droids — it’s time I tried it.”

Despite having helped turn several of my fellow mutants into living droids, I’d not appreciated just how restrictive it was to be encased in the body of a droid. And that was before the control program was active. Jorge was assisted by Sirius and his father, first locating all the implants it needed, then in fitting and aligning the base suit with all the neural and skin protecting capillaries, and finally the construction of the body around me.

It wasn’t that the droid ‘body’ actually restricted my movement, nor was it heavy. The weight was so carefully distributed that it was no worse than wearing particularly thick clothing. The idea had been Jorge’s originally, but I now knew that both his parents had helped. His father as an engineer had designed and built the ‘skeleton’ into which the subject went, and which carried all the electronics. The biggest limitation was on the size and build of the person wearing it. Sirius had been marginal, and so was I. It limited only the speed with which I could walk and some other movements, and I was having to learn to use my vocal cords in a different manner. The dildo sheath now encasing my penis also limited the flexibility I was getting used to, but the implants and sensors now embedded in my organ made using it even more intense. 

Then there was the question of feeding and ‘maintaining’ the wearer’s skin and his ‘waste’. Marietta, Jorge’s mother, being a nutritionist and herself a mutant, had concocted a sort of thick ‘soup that could be delivered by the droid charging station, and the waste could be managed the same unit, though it required an anal flush and drain and a modified ‘milking’ tube to achieve. As a substantial part of our nutritional intake was from ingested sperm and seminal fluid, this wasn’t difficult to adapt to.

The real restriction was in the mind — the knowledge that once the oral sleeve and mouthpiece were in place, and the face piece sealed to the ‘headpiece’ I would be a living android. My autonomy restricted, and programmed to provide ‘companionship’ and sexual pleasure to whoever I was allocated to service.

Checking all the joints in the rubber shell were properly sealed, Jorge’s father, my former Controller, whom I’d learned had helped his son design and build the suit that had encased him now for over a year, asked, “How’s it feel? Jorge says it’s quite comfortable, and helps him control his sexual drive.”

“It’s less restricting than I expected. Some of the ‘operational’ fittings are actually very comfortable.” I grinned, eyeing the face piece Jorge held as I flexed my arms and raised and lowered my dildo encased penis. The double grommet in my anal opening and the sleeve felt very comfortable and I’d already tried the ‘charging unit’ that would feed me, remove body waste, and drain my sperm bladder if my ‘master’ didn’t. “But I guess that will change once my lover there fits that face piece and the droid program activates.” 

“Yes, it will, Felix.” The ‘controller’ smiled, hesitating. “Are you sure you want to continue? We don’t know how long …”

“Yes. I’m sure.” I smiled at Jorge. “I want to join Jorge as a droid, experience what he endures … what he’s endured for the last couple of years.”

 Moving aside, he turned to Jorge. “Fit the mouthpiece, Jorge. You’ve more than earned the right.” 

“Can I have a last request?” I asked as Jorge took his place. 

“Of course, go ahead.”

“Jorge, please kiss me, then turn me into your twin droid …” Smiling, I added, “and when you and Sirius ‘seal’ my sleeves … make sure I know I’m yours …”

The rubber mouth met mine and I felt the tingle as the implants in my lips connected with his.

“Thank you, my love,” I whispered. “Remember I will always be yours …”

“And I am always yours, Master.” Raising the face piece, Jorge tenderly inserted the sleeve, then fitted the rubber covers to my teeth, taking care to ensure these fitted fully, covering both teeth and gums. Easing the inner lip part into place, he checked that these too were properly fitted and comfortable, then gently eased the face piece into place with the eye tubes correctly positioned, and sealed the joint with the rest of the helmet.

“Report system activation, Alpha Four-Six F Five Zero.”

I had to concentrate on the technique for speaking through the vocaliser …

“Companion Droid A Four-Six F Five-Zero activated. System functional, Master.”

“Very good. Sirius, Jorge, take your fellow droid and ensure his oral and anal sleeves are properly installed and functioning correctly. Five Zero, you will now accept being orally and anally penetrated by your companion droids.” Softly he added, as Sirius and Jorge took my hands, “Enjoy yourselves boys, you’re all bloody heroes …”

Minutes later, I was on my knees, with Jorge’s gorgeous dildo tentacle in my oral sleeve and Sirius’ filling my anal sleeve. Both of them released a flood of cum, and I felt the sleeves adhering to my body … then I surrendered to the wonderful sensations they were creating in me through the implants and web of sensors in my droid body. The program kicked in. I was no longer Felix, EM Fifty … I was Companion Droid A Four-Six F Five-Zero …