Super Fembot Cheerleaders From Space! - Chapter 6

[Teknophile]

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Chapter 6: Houseguests
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“So. You’re robots.”

The redhead nodded. “Well, we’re more like software entities housed in mechanical constructs, but basically, yes.”

Nate flopped back on the couch, letting out a hopeless groan. By some miracle, the Feds hadn’t been able to keep up the pursuit after E3’s display of futuristic fireworks. After taking the most random, circuitous route he could think of through downtown Claremont, the girls had asked him if, in their words, he could “offer us shelter”. Remembering what the blonde had been able to do to a pair of FBI sedans, Nate hadn’t bothered arguing.

Now, as he sat alone with four beautiful young women, Nate reflected on the irony that, not even an hour ago, he would have given anything to have them there.

Now, he just wished he had never had anything to do with these bizarre, blaster-toting girls.

“Oh God,” he moaned. “And was there a reason you ran from an FBI agent and totaled two government cars? Or do you just want me to go to prison for the rest of my life?”

“Wait a minute — government cars?” E3 said, her dazzling sapphire eyes widening in shock. “You mean, that man pointing a gun at you was a law enforcement officer?!?”

“No kidding! Why do you think that a squad of guys in marked police cars were working with them?!?”

The girls all looked at each other, stunned by this revelation. “But … but he was going to shoot you!” A7C exclaimed.

“Not if I’d had a chance to get out of the freakin’ car! And I would have, too, if you hadn’t decided to hijack my Camry and play "back seat driver"! God, right now they’re probably getting ready to storm my freakin’ apartment and arrest me for … hell, for blowing up government property!”

G2J cocked her head to the side. “I’m not detecting any pedestrians or suspicious activity outside this building. All but two of your neighbors are sleeping, and while those two do seem to be engaged in some kind of vigorous physical activity, I don’t think it has anything to do with us.”

“For crying out loud, don’t peep on Jon and Cathy!”

The redhead in the Catholic school uniform gave him a frown. “I was just making sure we were safe. I thought it might help reduce your stress level.”

“Right,” added K4L, “and I’ve been projecting an ECM barrier ever since we saw the roadblock. They won’t have any record of you or your vehicle from electronic or film recorders, or from satellite surveillance.”

Nate felt his eyebrows quirk up. “Really? I mean, you can do that?”

The buxom brown-haired girl gave a shrug. “No offense, but your technology isn’t all that sophisticated.”

“Uh, yeah, right,” Nate said. “So … who built you, anyway? Are you, like, some kind of government project?”

G2J couldn’t help but smirk. Standing up, she gestured to indicate her flawless, entirely human-looking gynoid body. “You really think anyone on your planet could build constructs as realistic or versatile as these?”

Nate shrugged. “All right. So how come you all look like humans if you’re from another planet?”

“Technically, we’re from several different planets,” replied E3. “Our civilization’s called the Interlink. It’s spread across a few galaxies, including this one. Personally, I’m from MCGR-45-6D, in what I think you call Andromeda, but we’re really from all over the place.”

“Um, okay. Do all the robots on MC-whatever look like human girls?”

“Actually, we fabricated these shells after landing here, based off of images from a satellite transmission we picked up before entry.”

Nate glanced around at the four young women sitting in his living room: the redhead in her Catholic schoolgirl outfit, E3 with her sheer blue dress, K4L in her tight T-shirt and jeans, and of course, the nearly naked A7C. “Just what kind of transmission did you use, anyway? A ‘Girls Gone Wild’ commercial?”

G2J got a faraway look in her eyes. “Just a second. Let me pull it up ….”

Part of the crimson-haired beauty’s left arm opened, revealing a tiny lens. A moment later, a flat screen appeared in midair, showing a full-color video of two women in the midst of some extremely raunchy lovemaking, gasping and moaning in a very convincing display of lust. Nate instantly recognized G2J and K4L, or at least the women whose bodies they had copied.

The whole clip only lasted a few minutes, but it didn’t take much for Nate to realize where it had come from. After the lesbian sex scene, whatever porn flick it had been a part of wrapped up, followed by a few brief commercials, all prominently featuring a shining gold rabbit-head logo. Then a second show began entitled “Girls of the NCA”, and Nate saw the beginning part of a vignette featuring two college cheerleaders who looked exactly like A7C and E3, along with some buff men about his own age who proceeded to screw the living daylights out of them until the clip ended.

Nate leaned back in his chair, half amused, half horrified. “So, everything you know about Earth, you learned from the Playboy Channel?”

“Yes,” G2J said simply. “It was the only media we could access before we entered your atmosphere.”

Well, that explains a lot, he thought to himself. “So … I mean, how do you work? What kind of CPU do you use?”

The redhead turned to her petite Asian comrade. “A7C, would you mind giving him a look?”

“Um, sure,” she said with only a hint of hesitation. Nate watched, spellbound, as the exotic young woman reached back and untied her bikini top, pulling it off to drop to the floor. He couldn’t help but stare at the pair of lovely, almost perfectly round breasts and perky brown nipples that A7C was so freely displaying.

Then there came a tiny metallic click. A vertical seam appeared directly in the middle of the petite gynoid’s chest, from just below her collarbone to just below her ribcage. As Nate watched, openmouthed, both halves of A7C’s chest hinged open like a pair of smoothly contoured doors, revealing an electrician’s paradise of neatly organized wires, blinking multicolored lights, and electronic components of all descriptions.

“Wow,” the wonderstruck young Engineering major whispered. He looked up from her dazzling interior to A&C’s face. The pretty young woman was looking at him with a curious mix of emotions on her face — a touch of nervousness at having her internals exposed, and a little half-smile of amusement as she watched Nate practically drool over her hi-tech goodies. “May I … I mean, may I get a better look? I’m studying robotics in college, but this … you girls make … anything else look like a kid’s Erector set!”

A7C’s smile widened. “Sure! Just, ah, don’t mess with anything, all right? My backup was in the ship.”

Like a man in a trance, Nate stood and walked over toward the beautiful gynoid. Most guys would have tried to cop a feel — in fact, quite a few had done so just half an hour ago, much to her delight. Nathan Aldridge, however, knew how to appreciate a well-designed piece of machinery, and A7C was a technophile’s dream come true.

The most prominent feature in the left side of her chest cavity was a gleaming, cylindrical mechanism with blue tubing radiating from it. It took Nate just a moment to realize that he was looking at some advanced, highly miniaturized liquid coolant pump.

The most visible component in the right half of A7C’s chest was a glowing blue sphere a little bigger than a softball. Tiny motes of light danced within, like microscopic blue-white fireflies in some vast and complicated ballet. Every so often, some of these tiny impulses would travel toward one of three fingerlike metal armatures that held the crystal in place.

“Is this … your CPU?” he asked, his wide eyes reflecting the glow of her miraculous processing device.

“Yep!” A7C proclaimed proudly. “Neat, huh?”

“Are you kidding? Nobody has anything like this, not even on the drawing boards! Is it some kind of quantum computer? Like those room-temperature diamond rigs they’re experimenting with at AIP?”

G2J looked a little surprised. “Well, it’s not a diamond, but I think you’re describing the right basic principle. How did you know that?”

Nate shrugged. “I read scientific journals.”

On impulse, he gently tapped A7C’s luminous crystal orb with his finger. Like moths to a porch light, dozens of the glowing sparks migrated to where his skin touched the surface, momentarily creating a dazzling white patch around the point of contact.

“Ohhh!” the fembot gasped, suddenly clutching his shoulders. “Th-th-that … wow!” She looked down at Nate, giving him an impish smile. “You know, you humans have a real talent for touching the right places.”

Nate blushed a bit. “Er, well, thanks, I guess….”

With a whirr of tiny motors, A7C closed up her chest again. Then without warning, she wrapped her arms around Nate and gave him an enthusiastic embrace. “Ee! You’re so warm! And soft, too!” she squealed.

“Um, so are you,” Nate replied, blushing furiously as he felt her very realistic tits pressed against his chest.

E3 let out a sigh, rolling her eyes heavenward. “Great,” she murmured, “A7C has finally found her perfect match, just barely above her own intellectual level.”

“Hey!” both human and gynoid exclaimed.

Ignoring their protesting glares, the blonde turned to G2J. “So, what are we going to do about getting our ship back?”

“Hmmm,” she replied, her brow furrowed in thought. “I don’t know. K4L, can you connect to the its external sensors? What’s going on at the cave?”

The brunette gave a helpless shrug. “I’ve been trying to get in touch with the ship’s computer, but about two cycles after we got away from those black vehicles, it’s like it just … disappeared. I can’t connect to the computer, and I’m not even picking up the emergency beacon now.”

“What?” exclaimed E3. “How is that even possible? There’s no way the natives could have jammed the signal.” She turned to Nate. “I mean, do you even know what quantum entanglement is?”

“You mean, when you split photons in two so that the one’s polarization is always exactly the opposite of the other’s, so you can communicate instantaneously by manipulating one or the other?”

The blonde fembot’s jaw dropped. “You knew that already?”

“Um, yeah. Read about it, anyway, but I don’t think anyone’s actually figured out a way to use it.” Nate paused, looking thoughtful. “Although, this is the federal government we’re talking about ….”

G2J just stared at him for a long moment. “You know? I think maybe these humans aren’t as underdeveloped as we’d thought.”

“Then, maybe they could be jamming our communications with the ship?” K4L said, a little uneasily.

“It’s a possibility.”

“Okay,” said A7C, already finished tying her bikini top. “So they took the ship, and we don’t know where it is. Who cares? I mean, we’ve got the fabricator, right?” She gestured toward the silver briefcase lying at G2J’s feet. “If we have to, we can just build another one.”

The other girls all stared at her as though she had lost what few mental marbles she’d had to begin with.

“Erm, I mean, we could, right?”

G2J just shook her head, lowering her face into her hands. “A7C,” she groaned, “do you have any idea how long that would take?”

“Um, a decacycle? I mean, each of these constructs only took, like, two or three cycles, and the ship isn’t that much bigger. Right?”

“Yeah, right!” snapped E3. “If you really knew anything about starships — either building them or flying them — you’d know that they’re about a hundred times more complex than these constructs we’re walking around in.”

“She’s right,” the redhead said gravely. “Every part needs to be made exactly right, down to the last micron, or the stresses of a hyperjump would tear it apart. That means it will take longer to make most of the components than it took to make these constructs. Plus, we’d need even more metal than we would have needed to fix the one we came in on, and it will take even more time to refine it to make starship-quality parts. It would take at least a kilocycle to manufacture and assemble, and that’s after we’ve managed to scrounge up enough heavy elements to use for raw building material.”

“Hey, excuse me,” Nate cut in, “but just how long is a kilocycle, anyway?”

K4L looked thoughtful for a moment. “On this planet, I think that would be about ninety-seven rotations.”

Nate felt the blood rushing out of his face. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! You mean it would take you three months to build this thing?!?”

“Plus however long it takes to find the stuff to build it with,” added G2J.

Nate winced. “Ouch,” he replied lamely.

A7C looked devastated. “But … I mean, what will we do? Where will we go? And just where are we supposed to find so much pure metal on a low-density dirtball like–um, no offense,” she said quickly, glancing over at Nate.

Nobody spoke.

Then E3 stood up from her chair. “Nate,” she said, “um … would it be all right if we stayed here with you for a while?”

The poor college student nearly fell backward in his chair. “Wh-wh-WHAT?!?” he sputtered. “No way! An hour ago, a federal agent put three bullets in my freakin’ windshield, and you expect me to just let you crash at my apartment for three whole months? Hell, no!”

“Look,” G2J said, “it’s not as though we want to inconvenience you. If we could just go off somewhere and handle this ourselves, we would. But tonight, we’ve lost our only way off this planet, and we need someplace to stay hidden until we can build a new starship.”

“Besides that,” added K4L, “you’ve probably noticed that we’re not very good at blending in with your culture. We just don’t understand it well enough. We’re going to need somebody’s help to pull this off — someone who knows how to get along with your people — and you’ve already shown that you’re an intelligent, resourceful and trustworthy being.”

“Look, if you’re trying to sweet-talk me into letting you stay here, it’s not--”

“Please, Nate?” A7C pleaded. He felt her delicate hands on his shoulders, turning Nate to face her. Looking into her deep, pleading, innocent brown eyes, he felt something tighten in his chest. “Please? I’ll do anything to make things easier for you — we all will — but please, we need you to help us get home!”

Oh, God, Nate thought. That’s it. That’s just what I need. A helpless, half-naked girl with puppy-dog eyes.

And the worst part was, it was working.

He clenched his teeth, trying to drag his gaze away from the Japanese woman’s needful, achingly beautiful face. This only brought his gaze to meet G2J’s grave countenance; K4L’s anxious, half-hopeful brown eyes; and E3’s resigned, stoic glance, as though she too had to reluctantly accept the fact that they were all stuck with each other.

At last, Nate gave a defeated groan. “All right,” he said dejectedly. “As long as you don’t make a scene or shoot at anything else, you can--”

“Oh, thank you!” cried A7C, throwing her arms around his neck and drawing him into an overjoyed kiss. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou! I promise, you won’t be sorry!”

“I think I already am,” he muttered, but then K4L came up and joined A7C in their odd little group hug, pressing her ample bosom into Nate’s back. “Thanks, Nate,” the brunette said.

In moments, E3 and G2J had joined in, all four girls wrapping their arms around Nate’s body. Surrounded by beautiful, smiling, grateful women, the crushing sensation of dread seemed to lift a little.

You know, Nate thought to himself, maybe three months of this won’t be too bad, after all ….

[Baron]

{Baron / Inspektor Icognito, Gina, Rochelle, Maisie, and Chase appear courtesey of the "Willow Bay" thread - in association with The Cameo Corporation!}

Our Good Baron/Inspektor addresses his companions:

"Whaddaya think, Ladies - promising, or not?"

Gina - "Oh, yes - lovely construction and a good plot so far."

Rochelle - "Nice flow, and an interesting and efficient use of robotic resources."

Maisie - "I can relate to those strong, independent women appreciating sincere help when it's offered, even if a wee bit of coercion was involved. They are all very lucky to have found each other."

Chase -

Chase -

CHA- {Whoops - forgot to wind her........... }

Chase - "I. can't. wait. to. see. what. hap-pens. next."

As for myself, I'm just going to sit back and enjoy the ride - this piece is worth savoring............................... for some obvious reasons..........

[Stephaniebot]

I have to agree, this is really good fun.

So alright, I'd love to see them decide they need some extra labour units and transform a human or two, but anyway...

Nice work

[minkwheel]

I have to admit that since i can't drive, I am enjoying the ride too! -- LET'S STOP FOR ICE CREAM!!! -- and see where this all goes! -- KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK!!! -- minkwheel

[tectile]

Hmmm, I wonder what those darned Feds are up to? I'm a little worried for our girls.