Power’s Pink Price - Chapter 038

I end up getting another survey job (for a different company, obviously): It's a long duration gig (which is fine with Stephanie's pregnancy, and gets us out of the way while we're being hunted), and I don't need to actually expose Stephanie to deliver (which is good while we're being hunted).

In the meanwhile… my ‘laptop’ has pricing information, and for whatever reason, the Starfinder information seems to fit this universe to a T.  Which is beyond strange, but useful here.

So Stephanie is currently a tier six starship, with one hundred fifty-five build points, of which forty-five are the cloak and twenty-three are the sensors… both of which I absolutely want to keep. So I have eighty-seven points to burn. The least expensive Huge frame (needed if I want a shuttle bay) is the Bulk Freighter at 55 points, leaving thirty-two. I want a Fuel Synthesizer (one point), Industry (ten points), and Shuttle Bay (four points), eating up another fifteen, leaving seventeen. The lowest thrusters are H4's at four build points, leaving just thirteen… which is not enough for the power core to run everything. Grr. Well… if I drop the Industry and Fuel Synthesizer… maybe put them on our first shuttle? That saves eleven points for twenty-four… as for power, the shuttle bay costs ten, the cloak seventy-five, and the thrusters eighty, so I need at least one hundred sixty five. An Abysium Nova Light power core costs seventeen and gives one hundred eighty-seven and a half power.  If I go with the same manufacturer I usually do, luxury quarters cost just three build points, leaving four... one for sensor drones… and three points, fitting basic shields 20… or maybe no shields?  Risky… but a bulk freighter comes with a lot of hull points (a hundred eighty vs. the hundred we have now)  and a small damage threshold to cover the smallest hits so we're… probably better off than shielded on this one… eh, get the shields; it’s not much, but may as well grab them.  And I have a way to BE the drift engine, it's just one spell away on me, and we can skip that for now.

That still leaves us unarmed… but we'll solve that via Stephanie's child.

Let’s see… the last child came out at tier two, so if this one does as well, that's seventy five points to spend. A shuttle costs six and seats four… no need for crew quarters… s12 Horacalcum Thrusters cost eight, mark 1 defensive countermeasures with Horacalcum cost six (and make tracking weapons 25% slower, and makes the ship slightly harder to hit with tracking weapons), Industry is ten, Fuel Synthesizer is one, Djezet-infused Budget long range sensors cost nine, a turret mount costs five and a coilgun for it costs ten… mark one robotic appendage for the fuel synthesizer costs one… light 50 shields cost six… and a Djezet pulse black power core will support it all nicely… as long as we don't run the industry during a fight.

The strategy here will be for the shuttle to get outside of enemy sensor range (at least forty “hexes” away, and the enemy then requires special sensors to see the shuttle… which THIS shuttle will have, and so should be able to see enemy ships at sixty hexes) so they can't shoot back. Yes, the shuttle will be soaking a four point penalty to attack rolls… but a coilgun is pretty nice for a ‘light’ starship weapon, and it'll be staffed by my created minions who will be excellent shots.  Yes, I could do much better on the offensive front… but I'll be handling that when I have a second slot to fill… you know, in about a year.  The next kid after that will be sold to upgrade Stephanie again (among other things, she'll need another shuttle bay to carry more of them).

But that’s for later.

The survey gig goes well: A nice little red dwarf star with a barren star system; three gas giants, five rocky worlds with no life, and a dozen sizable asteroids; good for mining… oh, and apparently a REALLY old supercolossal base ship with the colony ship framework… but no stellar drive... "crewed" insufficiently by a crazy AI, a hologram, a very crudely-built android, a cat-human hybrid, and two humans stranded on board (it takes a hundred fifty people, minimum, to actually run the silly thing). They are sadly beyond help, and unfit to enter galactic society… so we mostly just avoid them.

I do plot their trajectory, though: It's a solid frame if I ever have the resources to fix it up and equip it properly.

I also of course modify the armors for Cowbird and Euler; we may as well keep them protected.  And I keep my companions entertained.  

Cowbird is easy: A few slaps, stabs, insults, pluck a few feathers, use her as a chair, keep her nude, talk about her like she's not there, and she's happy as a clam at high tide.  It gets her all hot and bothered, but my not worrying about her release makes her feel good.

Euler takes a little more work. Staring at her chest all the time is good (and she keeps her giant jugs bare… she doesn't use the armor on ship), but I also regularly reach out and grab them, massage them, suck on them (her milk tastes light and sweet… and I have NO idea how lactation works on a hardlight hologram AI, but apparently it does).  And that gets her all hot and bothered… and she's loyal to me in all ways.  So we also try out a sixty-nine (slightly problematic due to the sheer size of her chest), scissor (that works a bit better), and take turns eating each other out.

But I can tell she's not fully satisfied. Still, she comes up with her own solution: the UPBs my summons are making from scavanged materials in space can be manipulated to become just about anything, and a simple harness and rod combination is cheap and easy.

It's a double sided variety, though, and that's not so easy for ME. See, until recently… okay, it's been like a year now… I was a relatively normal guy. Okay, yes, I have the female gear at this point, and have for a while… bit I don't stick things in there: I just rub my lips, hood, and nub. And that's fine. Oh, Euler slips her tongue in there, but that’s a beautiful woman going down on me. It's not an amazingly lifelike male member stirring my insides.  And she made it a double-sided device, and pretty big on both ends. It doesn't matter if I wear it or if she does: I'm getting shafted either way.

…but Euler has been so nice.  So loyal. I should give her what she needs.  And yet…

“Ah… Alex?” Right, I guess I spaced out and worried Euler a bit.

“Sorry… you remember when I said I used to be a guy?” He nods, and I continue, “I don't get the mental changes that make contemplating sticking that inside so easy for you.” Oh. She has puppy dog eyes.  Such eyes… “But I'm willing to give it a shot,” I have a good two hours before I'm expected on the bridge….

I hear two women squeal in joy, only one of which is physically present.  The other? She's squealing directly into my soul. It's annoying.

Still, I said I would, so… I take Euler to my cabin, and strip down as she does, sliding the harness over my feet, and pulling it up my legs, that manufactured male member getting closer to my maidenhood. I pause in a mix of anticipation, pleasure, and dread as it comes into contact with my lower lips, lightly rubbing them and sending shivers shooting up my spine.  I've had my fingers on myself down there before… but this feels weightier.

I'm already wet (between Cowbird and Euler bareing their beautiful busts all the time, it’s pretty much constant). Taking a breath, I close my eyes and start slowly sliding it in, feeling a fullness form within. I keep pushing and feel something tear… a moment of pain prior to the pleasure pushing pain aside… and that’s just from it being still inside me.

Once I have it in fully, I buckle it in place, Euler smiles, and does something that initially seems nonsensical: She wraps her lips around the rubbery shaft.

And suddenly I'm very grateful for the design.  The plate of the harness transmits the vibration to my hood and nub, while the shaft inside applies the same to both my lower lips and my depths… and for unclear reasons, Euler is really good with her tongue: She has my knees buckling in minutes as I cry out my joy.

Which was apparently her plan, as that puts the rubbery rod sticking straight up, and she immediately impales herself on it, rapidly riding me to more waves of wonder.

And she doesn't let up. The ability to go off repeatedly is wonderful, and I'm a good three hours late for my shift when I finally get cleaned up and dressed.

I end up getting another survey job for a different company, obviously: It's a long duration gig which is fine with Stephanie's pregnancy, and gets us out of the way while we're being hunted, and I don't need to actually expose Stephanie to deliver which is good while we're being hunted. In the meanwhile my laptop' has pricing information, and for whatever reason, the Starfinder information seems to fit this universe to a T. Which is beyond strange, but useful here. Spoiler So Stephanie is currently a tier six starship, with one hundred fifty-five build points, of which forty-five are the cloak and twenty-three are the sensors both of which I absolutely want to keep. So I have eighty-seven points to burn. The least expensive Huge frame needed if I want a shuttle bay is the Bulk Freighter at 55 points, leaving thirty-two. I want a Fuel Synthesizer one point, Industry ten points, and Shuttle Bay four points, eating up another fifteen, leaving seventeen. The lowest thrusters are H4's at four build points, leaving just thirteen which is not enough for the power core to run everything. Grr. Well if I drop the Industry and Fuel Synthesizer maybe put them on our first shuttle? That saves eleven points for twenty-four as for power, the shuttle bay costs ten, the cloak seventy-five, and the thrusters eighty, so I need at least one hundred sixty five. An Abysium Nova Light power core costs seventeen and gives one hundred eighty-seven and a half power. If I go with the same manufacturer I usually do, luxury quarters cost just three build points, leaving four... one for sensor drones and three points, fitting basic shields 20 or maybe no shields? Risky but a bulk freighter comes with a lot of hull points a hundred eighty vs. the hundred we have now and a small damage threshold to cover the smallest hits so we're probably better off than shielded on this one eh, get the shields; it's not much, but may as well grab them. And I have a way to BE the drift engine, it's just one spell away on me, and we can skip that for now. collapse That still leaves us unarmed but we'll solve that via Stephanie's child. Spoiler Let's see the last child came out at tier two, so if this one does as well, that's seventy five points to spend. A shuttle costs six and seats four no need for crew quarters s12 Horacalcum Thrusters cost eight, mark 1 defensive countermeasures with Horacalcum cost six and make tracking weapons 25% slower, and makes the ship slightly harder to hit with tracking weapons, Industry is ten, Fuel Synthesizer is one, Djezet-infused Budget long range sensors cost nine, a turret mount costs five and a coilgun for it costs ten mark one robotic appendage for the fuel synthesizer costs one light 50 shields cost six and a Djezet pulse black power core will support it all nicely as long as we don't run the industry during a fight. collapse The strategy here will be for the shuttle to get outside of enemy sensor range at least forty hexes away, and the enemy then requires special sensors to see the shuttle which THIS shuttle will have, and so should be able to see enemy ships at sixty hexes so they can't shoot back. Yes, the shuttle will be soaking a four point penalty to attack rolls but a coilgun is pretty nice for a light' starship weapon, and it'll be staffed by my created minions who will be excellent shots. Yes, I could do much better on the offensive front but I'll be handling that when I have a second slot to fill you know, in about a year. The next kid after that will be sold to upgrade Stephanie again among other things, she'll need another shuttle bay to carry more of them. But that's for later. The survey gig goes well: A nice little red dwarf star with a barren star system; three gas giants, five rocky worlds with no life, and a dozen sizable asteroids; good for mining oh, and apparently a REALLY old supercolossal base ship with the colony ship framework but no stellar drive... "crewed" insufficiently by a crazy AI, a hologram, a very crudely-built android, a cat-human hybrid, and two humans stranded on board it takes a hundred fifty people, minimum, to actually run the silly thing. They are sadly beyond help, and unfit to enter galactic society so we mostly just avoid them. I do plot their trajectory, though: It's a solid frame if I ever have the resources to fix it up and equip it properly. I also of course modify the armors for Cowbird and Euler; we may as well keep them protected. And I keep my companions entertained. Cowbird is easy: A few slaps, stabs, insults, pluck a few feathers, use her as a chair, keep her nude, talk about her like she's not there, and she's happy as a clam at high tide. It gets her all hot and bothered, but my not worrying about her release makes her feel good. Euler takes a little more work. Staring at her chest all the time is good and she keeps her giant jugs bare she doesn't use the armor on ship, but I also regularly reach out and grab them, massage them, suck on them her milk tastes light and sweet and I have NO idea how lactation works on a hardlight hologram AI, but apparently it does. And that gets her all hot and bothered and she's loyal to me in all ways. So we also try out a sixty-nine slightly problematic due to the sheer size of her chest, scissor that works a bit better, and take turns eating each other out. But I can tell she's not fully satisfied. Still, she comes up with her own solution: the UPBs my summons are making from scavanged materials in space can be manipulated to become just about anything, and a simple harness and rod combination is cheap and easy. It's a double sided variety, though, and that's not so easy for ME. See, until recently okay, it's been like a year now I was a relatively normal guy. Okay, yes, I have the female gear at this point, and have for a while bit I don't stick things in there: I just rub my lips, hood, and nub. And that's fine. Oh, Euler slips her tongue in there, but that's a beautiful woman going down on me. It's not an amazingly lifelike male member stirring my insides. And she made it a double-sided device, and pretty big on both ends. It doesn't matter if I wear it or if she does: I'm getting shafted either way. but Euler has been so nice. So loyal. I should give her what she needs. And yet Ah Alex? Right, I guess I spaced out and worried Euler a bit. Sorry you remember when I said I used to be a guy? He nods, and I continue, I don't get the mental changes that make contemplating sticking that inside so easy for you. Oh. She has puppy dog eyes. Such eyes But I'm willing to give it a shot, I have a good two hours before I'm expected on the bridge. I hear two women squeal in joy, only one of which is physically present. The other? She's squealing directly into my soul. It's annoying. Still, I said I would, so I take Euler to my cabin, and strip down as she does, sliding the harness over my feet, and pulling it up my legs, that manufactured male member getting closer to my maidenhood. I pause in a mix of anticipation, pleasure, and dread as it comes into contact with my lower lips, lightly rubbing them and sending shivers shooting up my spine. I've had my fingers on myself down there before but this feels weightier. I'm already wet between Cowbird and Euler bareing their beautiful busts all the time, it's pretty much constant. Taking a breath, I close my eyes and start slowly sliding it in, feeling a fullness form within. I keep pushing and feel something tear a moment of pain prior to the pleasure pushing pain aside and that's just from it being still inside me. Once I have it in fully, I buckle it in place, Euler smiles, and does something that initially seems nonsensical: She wraps her lips around the rubbery shaft. And suddenly I'm very grateful for the design. The plate of the harness transmits the vibration to my hood and nub, while the shaft inside applies the same to both my lower lips and my depths and for unclear reasons, Euler is really good with her tongue: She has my knees buckling in minutes as I cry out my joy. Which was apparently her plan, as that puts the rubbery rod sticking straight up, and she immediately impales herself on it, rapidly riding me to more waves of wonder. And she doesn't let up. The ability to go off repeatedly is wonderful, and I'm a good three hours late for my shift when I finally get cleaned up and dressed.