Most starship captains – especially ones flying solo, like Captain Elia Esperanza did – exchanged their A.I. infrastructure every seventy-thousand light years of travel. The only time you ever heard about ‘rogue A.I.’ committing some kind of atrocity aboard luxury cruise liners or orbiting research facilities were when the artificial sentience was given too much human sensory input. Naturally, all of the personality the construct would absorb over time engendered a sentience decidedly less than artificial. Elia opted to not tread that possibility yet by shutting her eyes once again and drifting off to sleep. “We have arrived, captain,” trilled the lifeless voice of the ship. Elia felt thankful for the helpful, considerate interstellar companion that she had with her. Not only did it give her a wake-up call, it did it microseconds before sending a spine-shattering quake up the bow of the craft as the autopilot dug landing gear into terrestrial soil. “Fuck! Y– yeah, thanks..” Elia said as her rude awakening subsided, tapering off from the rumble into a humming vibration of crippled engine systems, “.. dick.” “Upon thorough analysis of the infrastructure, terrain, layout, population density, and sampling from the local intranet spiderwebbed throughout this municipality, I have determined that this would statistically be the most likely place for you to find shelter,” droned the ship. Elia tuned out the computer-generated voice about halfway into its diatribe and was preparing to disembark the craft. With a gentle ‘woosh’ of air as the door slid out of the threshold, she strode into the cramped, closet-sized airlock that led out of the rear bay doors to the ship. “Send me out – wait, you’d tell me if the planet didn’t have breathable air, right?” Elia hesitated before having the ship A.I. execute her command to depressurize the chamber and allow her off of the craft. “That is in my programming, captain,” responded the disembodied voice with a tinny chirp. Elia nodded, which seemed to trigger the all-seeing construct to carry out her instruction. With a room-filling cloud of gaseous mist, the shoulder-to-wall gym locker of a room backed off on the pressure valve, securing safe passage into the relatively unknown landscape. The bright daylight slipped through the widening crack of the exterior bisected hatch, temporarily blinding the unprepared extraterrestrial. With as much confidence as she could muster up, Elia catwalked out from the retractable gangplank that had extended out to ferry her down to the planet’s surface. This part always got her heart racing a bit. There was no telling what kind of wonderful, wacky, organic creations that the cosmos would generate on any given planet in any given galaxy. The beauty of the universe was boundless, and as Elia crunched down into the blades of grass just off of amateur the walkway, she was eager to soak in the sights. “Is that a fucking space alien!? Holy fuck, she’s fucking hot, too. Just like in the comics. Maybe she’s here to repopulate her species – I’m sure I could help the slut out with that shit..” Unfortunately, her welcome to this planet Hardcore wasn’t quite as spectacular. She would’ve opted for a more governmental greeting, complete with weapons aimed at her, over whatever that was. Just to the side, uncomfortably close to the ‘space alien,’ stood a lanky, scrawny looking beanpole of a boy who was unabashedly ogling her curvaceous chest. Something about his stare unsettled her, but her getup was form-fitting to say the least, so she did her best to shrug it off asian and begin her spiel. “Greetings. I am not from your planet. I am here seeking refuge fr– “ Admittedly, Elia had gone through this rigmarole many times before. As a seasoned spacetraveler and starfighter, she creampie often found herself crash-landed on strange worlds with strange occupants. The routine beseechment had grown dry. She anal delivered it with this glassy, unfixed stare with her feet together and her hands at her side. They haven't done anything amazing,” I said. She raised her head and noticed they each had raging hard ons. Some good comments and replies could get the next chapter. He rubbed his cock under the water and shot yet another load. 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