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Part 3
The doctor frowned at seeing me in my state of undress, my hair still a little wet. I asked her if there was a problem.
“You biosys info came in.” She said.
“That was fast.” Of course, being a power station, they had a lot of energy to waste on things like communication.
“You said you didn’t have any behavioral mods.” Her voice was stern.
“I don’t.”
“Jupil tells me she received several complaints from people about you masturbating in the showers. And you made a point about coming back to my office undressed.”
“Jupil and I may have to have a little talk about what privacy means between AIs and humans. She said I didn’t break any rules.” I added. “I’m not sure why you had to be informed of that.”
“And she also explained that we try to keep things…appropriate…for the most part.” The doctor grabbed her diagnosis glasses and put them on. She looked strict behind the lenses. “After we received the model info on your biosys, the ship went over your scans. You have a sexual mod.”
“That’s not really a mod!” I said. “I got it when I was a teenager so I wouldn’t feel so awkward during puberty. I don’t think there’s person on Earth who hasn’t had that mod for their first hundred years or so.”
“This is not Earth, Ms. Watkins.” She snapped.
“Look, I’m sorry. I’ll wear clothes in the halls. I was just feeling a bit rebellious being the new hire, and horny, to be honest…”
“That’s enough! That’s the sort of thing I’m talking about. An un-modded person just wouldn’t talk like that in casual conversation, let alone a formal setting such as now.”
“You have never been around deep spacers, then, doc. I mean, some of those guys will put their cock in your hand before asking if they can buy you a drink.” I felt a request buzz in my head. “What’s that?” I asked, not accepting.
“I told you, if you had a mod, we’d have to do a redaction. I’m requesting the upload out of courtesy, but you have to accept.” The doctor said.
“The contract said nothing about this. Combat mods, that sort of thing, I get it, but my not being shy isn’t going to threaten the station or the corporation.”
“I’m the chief medical officer. I have the final say when it comes to any and all behavioral mods, and this is my decision for station well-being. You can default on your contract, and we can put you in a sleeper crate until someone else is willing to hire you again, months from now maybe, but you don’t have nearly enough credits to occupy living quarters on station until then.”
“Look…look, I don’t want to fight. I’m just surprised, okay? I’m only twenty-five, Earth time, and that is considered young, okay?” I felt the buzz request again, and I sighed. “Okay. I’ll do it,” I accepted the upload, “but I’m going to file a protest. With a medium level privacy compact, my sex life should be off the—.” I blinked having a hard time remembering what I was saying.
“You’re going to report me?” The doctor said, stepping forward and taking the towel from my shoulders. “You’re strutting around with your big Earth tits,” she grabbed one of my breasts, bouncing it in her hand, “with that pornographic hair between your legs,” I looked down at it, “and you’re going to report me?” Part of me knew I was in stasis, but the rest of me didn’t care. Hell, my last boyfriend and girlfriend used to play stasis games with me in the bedroom all the time. “Jupil, did she disrupt station business with her exhibitionism?” Jupil rattled off the people I aroused, how several of them were thirty whole seconds late for assignments. I would have laughed if I could. “Since you are new, Kirin, I won’t take this issue to the corporate board, but I need to punish you.” I felt some volition come back to me.
“What…do you want?” I asked, though it was slow. She took off her lab coat and started unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lace bra, pretty, light blue. Next was her skirt and she set it with her blouse. Her panties matched her bra, and the stockings were thigh highs, something I’d only ever seen in older non-immersive porno.
“I would like you to go down on me.” Dr. Fliss was pretty, not really my type given her love of rules, but I didn’t mind. If she wanted a little tryst on the side to ‘punish’ me, wanted to play at stasis domination, I’d take that every day of the week. I urged myself to go down on my knees, like I was swimming in cryogel, and started pulling down her panties. She was bare, no pornographic hair on her, whatever that meant, but I could see by her panties she was wet. I grabbed her hips, my hands clutching her ass, and leaned in, kissing her bare mons pubis and licking downward, tracing the line of her opening with my tongue, and nibbling at her sweet spot with my lips. She hissed with pleasure, not making a sound beyond a heavy exhale, and I found more volition returning to me. I spread her legs wider, using my thumb to penetrate her as I lapped at her clit. She smelled like some exotic perfume, some biohacked glands, and she was getting into my fingering, moving with my hand.
“Is this what you, want?” I asked, sucking at her until she gasped again. Her nipples were hard, poking through the lace of her bra, and she brought a hand up, teasing herself, before tapping her glasses. I felt a little buzz indicating a further upload, and then froze, not in stasis, but surprise.
“Is this what you want, Kirin?” She looked down at me, smiling. I pulled my fingers from her…pussy…the word was hard to think. I could feel her juices drying on me in the cool office air, and I crouched lower, covering my naked form with my hands.
“What the hell?” I asked. She pulled up her panties, getting dressed as I blushed. “Can I have my towel back, please?” I asked, looking over to the pile in the corner. It seemed light years away.
“Kirin, you weren’t even wearing that towel a minute ago, and you seemed to be quite enjoying pleasuring me…what’s wrong?”
“Oh…crap…” I wanted to say ‘shit’ but I was too embarrassed. “You turned it off right then…I thought you’d done it with the stasis…but…I’m naked!”
“Come now, I’m a doctor! I’ve seen every crewmember naked. You’re pretty, but don’t flatter yourself.” I blushed with more shame. “Stand up, or do I need to put you in stasis again?” I shook my head, rising but keeping a hand in front of my crotch, another arm clamped over my breasts. “You’re barely hiding your nipples with those tits of yours, and even then, your areolas are peeking out.” I shifted my arm and nearly whimpered.
“This doesn’t feel like a behavioral redaction.” I said, wishing I had a little less hair between my legs so my palm could cover it. I’d had several behavioral mods in the past, even had them redacted, but you normally didn’t notice the difference.
“It is and it isn’t. I shut off your original sexual mod…the lack of shame, body issues, your frankness, and I added a little extra propriety…no more swearing, for example, and amped up not just the shyness, but the shame too. You have over a decade to make up for, after all.”
“I didn’t agree to all of that!”
“You did, Kirin, and if it makes you feel any better, other than the language block, all those other elements were already there in your personality. I’m not sure you realize how much your mod had altered you. But as for agreeing, no one can hack a biosys, so you had to accept the upload. Are you going to deny the audit trail to the lawyers?” She walked back over to me and moved my hands to my sides. I shivered, both from the chill and my overwhelming embarrassment at the doctor eying me sexually. She traced the edge of one of my areolas, watching my nipple become erect at the touch. She then moved her hand lower, tracing the edges of my pubic hair, cupping my sex in her hand. “Your hair is very soft, though you’re quite wet for some reason…oh yes, that’s right. Did you know that being embarrassed arouses you? You’re an exhibitionist at heart, even without your earlier mod, but now you’ll experience it more fully. It takes some people years to discover that about themselves. It was always in you, apparently, but you just chose to shut it off.”
“I’ll tell Jupil. She’ll have to report this.” I said.
“Jupil is a corporate AI and does what corporate wants. Being chief medical officer means I am corporate on this station. As such, Jupil isn’t allowed to monitor my office unless I say so…only for emergencies…but let’s call her, shall we?” She looked up. “Jupil, can you bring up the view of Kirin from the shower?”
“Certainly, doctor.” A screen lit up, and I was watching myself, though it seemed like another woman, masturbating, lost in passion. I instinctively covered back up, and Dr. Fliss smirked.
“Jupil, edit out everything but the sexual elements, do a full read out, and create a virtual sim.”
“Done,” the AI said a moment later.
“Send me a copy, and Kirin, who would you like me to send a copy to? Your contract agency, maybe your old classmates, some random people on station?”
“You can’t!” I shouldn’t have really cared. There were a few full sims of me out in the solar system, but they were private, locked so only the people I gave them to could use them, experience my emotions, my orgasm, my base thoughts and fantasies. It was as private as you could get, and the thought of her sharing an unlocked full sim of me masturbating was too much. “If people saw this, used it…they’d think I was simmo!”
“They used to call them porn stars…you know, before sims? Some of them were pretty famous in their time. Simmos these days, most are either low-rent courtesans or drug abusers, or both. I’ve never used one before, so I’m anxious to know what you were thinking about as you touched yourself. This sim of you, so free, so unfettered…I imagine it will be very popular uploaded on the under-market, though your reputation as an engineer…” She tsked.
“Jupil,” I said, “you can’t let her do this.”
“It’s done, Kirin. I can’t disobey the doctor, and you did masturbate in a public zone.” I sobbed, willing myself not to cry, doubly angry at feeling so aroused.
“I’ll keep my copy as a warning, Kirin,” Dr. Fliss said, “so you know to both listen to me and follow my rules. You may go. You’re clear for duty. Your first day at work is tomorrow, I believe.”
“May I…may I fab some clothes, please?” I asked, not looking her in the eyes.
“There’s no need for that, I think. I’d like you to go back your room. You’ll have some clothes soon enough.”
“But I’m naked! Everyone will see me…and…it’s…I’m…” I touched my face, my fingers. I was still covered by the doctor’s scent. “I smell like sex.”
“It’s a popular biohack on station,” Dr. Fliss smile as if we were just chatting, “I’ll have Jupil send you the baseline options for your biosys. Still, you left here naked, returned here naked…how is this any different?”
“You shut off my mod!” I said.
“Your illegal mod…remember that.” She turned me by the shoulders to the door. “Jupil, in the event someone becomes aroused by seeing Kirin, buzz her biosys.” The AI acknowledged the doctor. “Kirin, when you feel that buzz, you are to lower your hands and count to ten before you may cover again. Jupil will notify me if you do not obey, and I’m sure you grasp the consequences.” She opened the door and slapped my ass to chase me out. I kept covered but hesitated to move. I knew it was better to be quick, but I was nearly shaking. I went to the elevators, passing a few people who eyed me even more now that I was being shy. I expected to feel a buzz but nothing happened. I waited in front of the elevator with my back to wall to cover my…butt, and nearly jumped when the elevator pinged as the doors opened. There were a dozen people inside, all of whom made note of my barely hidden nudity.
“Sorry. I’m new here. I just came from decon, and I don’t have any…um…clothes yet.” I heard muttering about me being too dumb to work a fab, and I blushed deeply. My nipples were hard, and I felt dampness on the hand I was keeping in front of my crotch. I jolted, as I felt a buzz, then three more. Four of the people on the elevator were aroused. I lowered my hands slowly, but brought my legs together as I felt a bead of wetness roll down my inner thigh. I’d forgotten to count but made it to ten, covering back up, but almost forgetting to leave the lift. I walked down the hall, nearly making it to my quarters, when someone called out to me.
“Kirin Watkins?” A man’s voice called out. I stopped, looking toward a man and a woman standing off to the side of the hall. “You’re our new power systems engineer from the Belts, right?” I nodded. “This is Elise, she’s one of the systems engineers. They told me you’d spent some time out in deep space, but I thought all those rumors were made up to entice us to work out there. It really is like on that TV sim, Rock and a Hard Place. You all really do walk around naked a lot, huh?”
“James, she’s obviously a little embarrassed…and you are technically her boss.”
“Yes,” he smirked, “but she’s your supervisor, too. Spacers have no shame, even if half the sims are true.” I felt a buzz and gritted my teeth. I lowered my hands to my sides. I didn’t need to guess who was aroused. I could see him tenting his jumpsuit. “Wow, a bush, too? I’m surprised Doc Fliss didn’t have something to say about that. She likes to keep us mostly hairless for ease of the environmental systems. Says it’s voluntary, but Fliss is a bit of a hardcase on her best days.” I was blushing again, and started to move to cover back up when my biosys buzzed again. I lowered my hands to see Elise was outright staring at my pussy, and a moment later I felt another bead of wetness between my legs.
“I…really need to get some rest…and some clothes.” I forced a smile. “Nice meeting you both. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I excused myself and almost ran the twenty meters to my room, but not before hearing the two of them exchange hushed words.
“She smelled like sex.” Elise said.
“I told you…spacers.” James laughed.
In my quarters, in my personal fab, was a vibrator. A note read, “Doctor’s orders. I know you need it.” I grabbed the device and slipped under the covers on my bed…a real bed, and…darn…me if I didn’t use it, the vibrator slipping in easily as I was so wet. I was coming just a few minutes later, yet still feeling like I wanted to cry or laugh…or run…not that there was anywhere to go orbiting a gas giant.
To be continued…
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