A New Future pt. 2

 

The Rescue

A cacophony of laughter and metal screeching wakes you from your orgasm induced sleep, and your eyes open just in time to see a shower of sparks falling from the wall. You don't know where Melware is but she must still be in the room somewhere, judging by her cackling. A thin blade pierces the wall beside you, cutting through material with ease, then alternates to the opposite side in an X shape. Shortly after, a crimson blur explodes through the structure, landing past your field of vision. All you can hear is a series of swings, combined with Melware's laughter and a sound like shattering porcelain. Melware remains silent as someone stomps over to your table, removing your restraints and tossing a blanket over you. Free once more, you turn over to get a look at your rescuer, sitting up to have your face immediately enveloped by something soft.

"Excuse me, I think you're moving a little fast there." 

You hear a robotic voice from above, paired with a hand pulling you back by your hair. Landing back on your hands, you see what you ran into, the biggest pair of cyborg tits on the planet. 

"We don't have time for you to stare, we need to get you back so we can remove your implant."

This must have been the red flash you saw earlier, before you got abducted. Her breasts are so nice looking, and they were incredibly soft-

"Hello, did Melware damage your brain? We need to go." 

The android woman jabs you in the stomach with a finger, bringing you back to reality. 

"Oh, uh. Sorry. Yeah." 

Wrapping the blanket around yourself, you step gingerly off the table, trying to avoid any pieces of broken metal scattered across the floor. 

"Here, it will be faster if I carry you." 

With a single movement, your robotic rescuer sweeps you off your feet and throws you over her shoulder, ducking through the hole in the wall she made earlier. Before you can say anything else, she jumps off the edge into foggy nothingness, carrying you into the cold air. 

Watching trees and buildings pass under you starts to make you nauseous so you end up closing your eyes during the ride to wherever it is you're headed. The gentle motion of being carried almost sends you to sleep, and you lose track of time. Eventually you stop moving and you make contact with solid ground once again, your stomach settling after a few moments. 

"Come inside, we have work to do." 

Waving a hand, the android woman opens a hidden door and leads you through what looks like a tunnel hidden in a cliffside. Strange lights illuminate the odd rocky tunnel, water dripping from uncomfortably low ceiling and landing directly on the back of your neck somehow. You try to keep your eyes averted from the well proportioned ass in front of you, but they keep getting pulled back. The skin-tight red outfit doesn't help at all. After a few minutes of twists and turns, you finally make your way to another door with a keypad beside it. Making sure to block your sight of it, the android punches a few numbers and the door slides open, revealing a large room with a strange metal circle in the center and a console beside it.

"What is this place? I thought we were heading to your hideout or something." 

You wander around the empty cavern, thinking maybe you're missing something.

"This is just one of many teleporter pads I use to travel around. I'll never be as fast as Melware since she's a computer program, but it beats running everywhere." 

Her mechanical voice echoes throughout the room as she presses more buttons on the screen, the strange pad beginning to glow. You watch from a distance, curious, but afraid of looking at anything secret.

"Alright, it's ready. Come here, we need to be close. The teleporter is calibrated to my signal, if you're too far from me it won't take you. Or it will take part of you." 

Stepping into the center of the circle, the android beckons you over with a finger. You make your way over and stand next to her, but that apparently isn't close enough. Without a word, she pulls you face first into her chest, her arms wrapped tight around you and with your mouth essentially blocked by the android's skin suit, you take a deep breath through your nose. You're not sure what an android is supposed to smell like but this one has hints of oil, spandex and... taco spice? 

Being in such close proximity with the admittedly attractive android has you stirring in your blanket wrap, and you're sure she can feel it, though she doesn't say anything. You wonder if all androids are built this way or if this one and Melware are exceptions. Nothing to complain about, in any case.

The metal disc under your feet begins to hum and you wrap your arms around her torso, holding on tight and closing your eyes as a bright light fills the room. The noise dies down after a few seconds and you open your eyes, pulling away from the spandex covered tits. 

"We're home. We need to remove Melware's implant from you now." 

Stepping off the platform, your stacked robotic savior walks to a cabinet, pulling open a drawer and digging through various objects. You take a second to look around your new surroundings, still a bit woozy from the sudden change. The walls are lined red with striped lights streaking through them and stretching out through the ceiling. Various objects line the walls, you notice a sweater with a hole in the chest, and a reoccurring theme of some strange looking gremlin lizards. Following along the lights, you see a large section of the ceiling cut out into a skylight, the window frame extending into the wall. Just to the right of it sits another large window, the city lights glowing in the distance.

"Aren't you afraid Melware will find you with all these electronics and being so close to the city?" 

Kneeling next to one of the lizard figures, you look it over, poking the horns lightly.

"I've made sure to take all precautions against infection, for all she knows this is just an empty storage building." 

"Alright. What are these things by the way? There are so many." 

Stepping away from the lizard, lettering overhead catches your eye and you crane your neck to read it. 'ZENTREYA' is illuminated in glowing red letters next to the light strip, shining down on you.

"Those are... reminders. From another time."

"So is Zentreya your name? I see it on the ceiling here."

"Yes, you can call me Zentreya. Here, I've finally found the right tool."

Closing the drawer, she walks back to you, holding a long silver cylinder in one hand and a bottle in the other. 

"So, uh, what's the plan here? You need to x-ray me and use some kind of electric pulse to destroy the device?" eyeing the cylinder, you hope it's not what you think it is.

"No. The data inside cannot be destroyed in such a way, but the casing is physically fragile. We will need to break it from the outside. But inside you." 

Zentreya attaches the metallic cylinder to the black harness around her waist, and your heart drops as you realize what the plan is. 

"Isn't there any other way? I don't... There's no way that will fit!" 

You take a step back, eyes glued to the shiny phallic object.

"Nonsense, it is the optimal size. Any larger would cause undue pain, any smaller would not cause enough pressure to destroy the implant. You might even enjoy it." 

A small smirk forms on her lips as she walks towards you, the extension on her waist bobbing ominously. Lifting you by your shirt, she pulls the blanket off your waist and carries you to a bed, dropping you face up on it. 

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you watch Zentreya open the bottle and pour liquid over the strange strap-on. Although it looks shiny and metallic, you notice it bend and flex in her hand, lube dripping slowly from along the length. Her hands slip under your knees and push them up to your head effortlessly, exposing you to her slick tool, the head of which presses against your tight ring.

"Wait... Can't we talk about this? I can't- ah..." 

You try to pull away, but just like Melware, Zentreya is inhumanly strong and keeps you still as she stares down at you, yellow eyes meeting yours. Constant pressure from her hips forces the faux cock forward, slowly breaking past your resisting ring and popping inside. You immediately tense from the intrusion, gasping and shaking slightly under the android. The lubrication definitely helps, but it's still a large adjustment, you can feel yourself stretching to accommodate the tool.

Zentreya's grin widens as she pushes deeper, watching you groan and squirm beneath her, still not used to the invasion. Grinding her hips in slow circles, she makes sure to widen you out properly before ramming home, her waist clapping against your cheeks.

"There, now we can begin. It may take a while to break the implant but we will continue as long as necessary." 

She sounds almost happy as she brings her hips back, slamming back in with quiet grunt. Unable to move, all you can do is watch as Zentreya starts thrusting in earnest, the tool driving deep every time. Each time she bottoms out it forces out a moan from you, the strap-on hitting a strange spot inside you. Your cock swells from the feeling, even as it goes unnoticed and flops uselessly against your stomach, clear pre dripping onto your skin. 

"I have found the device, I'm going to begin the proper maneuvers to destroy it now." 

Zentreya begins to pound into you faster, her face twisting into a mask of pleasure. White hair hangs in front of your face, and saliva drips from her tongue onto your cheek as she jackhammers into you. Your hole feels like it's on fire, partially from the girth stretching you open, but the friction of constant motion isn't helping. On the other hand, the tool slamming against your prostate has created a pool of liquid on your stomach, and as you stare at the swinging breasts in front of your face you feel a familiar tingle before your body tenses and a massive load erupts from your bouncing cock, landing across your face and chest. Zentreya pays no mind to your orgasm, fucking you through it and sending another few ropes of white from your cock onto your skin until you're left leaking from exhaustion. 

"I've almost got it. Just a little more." 

Zentreya releases your knees and presses her chest to yours, hugging you close as she fucks you into the bed. You wrap your arms and legs weakly around her body, enduring the android's steady hammering until she finally comes to a stop, still buried inside you.

"I've successfully shattered the casing. I now have to release a fluid to destroy the inner workings. You may feel a bit warm." 

Whispering in your ear, she humps you slowly, building up speed once again. Your mind is so rattled by consecutive anal orgasms that you barely register what she said, and only once you feel the tool throbbing and pumping liquid do you realize that she's cumming inside you. 

"Are you sure you got it, Zen?..." 

You pant desperately, face buried in her neck as she fills you. Liquid warmth flows through you as she keeps you on your back, her attachment still pushing past your ring. 

"I believe I have, but I will ensure destruction." 

Zentreya sits up, your seed staining her red jumpsuit as she pulls your legs around her waist. The bed thumps rhythmically against the wall as she begins rocking her hips again, pushing the warm liquid deeper as her strap-on still releases more. The constant pressure on your prostate makes sure you're a mess of runny cum and drool, your eyes rolling back in your head each time she bottoms out. You can feel whatever it is she let loose inside you start leaking out around her shaft, dripping down your ass and onto the bedsheets as she rams your prostate into oblivion. 

She eventually comes to a stop, satisfied with her work and leaving you collapsed on the bed. Pulling out slowly, a river of white follows her strap-on and pools on the sheets. 

"That should do it, there's no way it survived that. How are you feeling?" 

Detaching the strange attachment from her waist, Zentreya looks you over, bringing your hips up to inspect her handiwork. You're not quite sure how to answer. On one hand, you've never had so many orgasms in your life. On the other hand, you're still a bit unsure how to feel about them having been stimulated from anal insertion. 

"Uhh.. I'm alright. I'm fine." You manage to croak out, still pulling yourself together. Sitting up on the bed, you notice the large white pool of liquid between you.

"Is that what you dumped in me? What is that?" Dipping a finger in, you run it between your thumb and forefinger, feeling the consistency of thickened water. 

"Just some mineral liquid with extra additives to ensure coating. It will break down and disintegrate all non-organic material inside you."

"And I shouldn't be worried about that being inside of me?"

"Do not worry. It has been specifically synthesized to remain inert against organic tissue."

Relieved, but skeptical, you try not worry about whatever it is that's going on inside you, stepping off the bed with all the grace of a newborn deer. You're still a bit shaky from the ordeal, and you wonder if you're the first to have received this 'treatment'.

"So what's the plan now? I just go back to my place and forget this whole thing happened?" You wander over to the window, watching the people and cars move about in the city.

"I don't think you'll be safe at home, at least not right away. Melware will lose interest and move on eventually but if you go back now, you'll be right back where you started."

"Where do I go, then? Also, I really need some new clothes, my pants have been missing since Melware's hideout."

Pulling open a drawer, Zentreya tosses a pair of black sweatpants and a hoodie onto a chair. 

"You can stay here a while until things die down. You'll be safer, and tomorrow's a special day."

"Special how?" You ask, throwing on the clothes Zen gave you. 

"It's Taco Tuesday."