Skyline: Sunrise

Author’s note:

The characters in this story engage in behaviour that is humiliating, corrupting, and non-con. Thus, in accordance with Literotica rules I have to make clear that no character in the story below is based on pre-existing intellectual properties.

One of my proofreaders (of which I have none) tells me that the characters and the world share a resemblance to a pre-existing video game franchise, but I assure you, on my honour as a writer of free to read internet porn, these resemblances are passing and unintentional.

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“This is humiliating.” Syrens lamented, “trading precious information, forgotten knowledge of the old world, for something as paltry as food and supplies.” Allie dumped a heavy sack of meat, vegetables, and freshly harvested electrical equipment on his desk with a grunt.

“Well I’m sorry your previous meal ticket was trying to end all life on earth. So either suck it up and start talking (Gaia knows you love the sound of your own voice), or learn to haggle at the nearest merchant, which I believe is all the way over by the free heap.” Allie huffed, collapsing onto a chair almost sarcastically left out for their discussions.

“Fine, recently I’ve been looking into corruption. You are constantly sent by the superstitious and ignorant to fight ‘the corruption’ as if it were some sort of entity like an errant thunderjaw. But as we both know, corruption is something that has gone wrong, in humans and machinery this can be classed as extreme aberrant behaviour.”

“You’re an expert on machines, stick to them. I’ll get lessons on people from someone who sees more than one a month.” Allie interrupted.

“We are not having this argument again, as a dispassionate observer my knowledge of humans is useful for you, even if you don’t acknowledge it.” Syrens pressed before seeing Allie’s customary look of scepticism and realising no amount of logical debate would shift her.

“Fine, in machines there are three sources of corruption. Firstly there’s damage, something breaks and, whether through rewiring or physical alteration, the thing that broke now operates differently. Secondly there’s malicious editing, an actor reaches into a machine and rewrites how it operates to make it serve their own goals. Finally there is the one I theorise is the source of the corruption we see with the subroutines of Gaia, recursive self-reprogramming.”

“Catchy name.” Allie sighed under her breath, knowing that Syrens often used overly technical terms around her. She couldn’t decide if he thought she was smart and needed the exact terms, or he thought she was dumb and his ego needed some repair after her insight and background proved so pivotal to knowing the old world.

“Imagine if you will,” Syrens continued, ignoring Allie’s petulance. “A human had the ability to alter their own personality once a week. One week they want to be more impulsive and decisive, so they add one to their decisiveness and remove one from their impulse control. The next week they are feeling more impulsive, because of their own changes, and decide to reinforce their decision by adding two to their decisiveness and removing two to their impulse control. This continues week after week until they are attacking people in the street for imagined slights and they don’t even know their behaviour is wrong because the version of them that would perform that analysis has been rewritten.”

“That’s not how humans work, we don’t have stats.” Allie objected.

“Well with humans I believe this happens through a more analog process but I’m sure you would be a petulant child about that as well, so I’ll go back to machines. Without course correction from Gaia, it makes sense that Hephaestus would dial up its own aggression and then be more aggressive in its reprogramming, or Eleuthia reprogramming itself to become more stern towards increasingly rebellious children. When machines change themselves, they are changing the mechanism that decides how they change themselves, when this process repeats and repeats we start to see some extreme changes in behaviour.”

“Great, so the only way to stop corruption permanently is to bring Gaia back from the dead.” Allie sighed as she made her way to the door. She always needed a moment to process these lessons.

“I assure you, the human parallels from this lesson will be equally useful for you on your travels.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” Allie yelled over her shoulder as she jumped onto a Zipline down from Syrens’ isolated workshop.

…

“I swear to Gaia, I swear to All-Mother, to the sun, hell I would even swear to the sun in shadow, if I don’t fall off this cliff and die, I am banning the Nora from ‘beseeching’ me.” Allie breathlessly grumbled to herself as she flung herself higher on a rocky ridge north east of the embrace. “I mean beseeching is just begging with more flattery, and now I’m hanging off a cliff by my fingertips because of a few missing teens and some parents promising they couldn’t possibly have run off into the larger world like so many Nora teens before them, so naturally they’ve been attacked.”

Allie pulled herself up onto the top of the cliff and looked down into the crevice she had refused to walk down in the off chance there was a trap down the narrow passageway. As she looked over the embrace from her heightened position, her focus highlighted a tiny opening in the cliff face she had just climbed up, a cauldron symbol blinking in neon blue, calling to her to explore further. Allie sighed, it was most likely a coincidence that the teenager’s last seen location was so close to a cauldron, but now to be sure she had to re-chalk her calloused hands and climb back down onto the rock face.

“At this point I’d take going back to being an outcast over the constant beseeching.” Allie’s foot slipped and she bounced against the rock, her fingers straining while she scrabbled for a new foothold. “I wonder if Sun King Avad wants a concubine, I could stay at the palace in fancy robes and the only one beseeching me can be satisfied without me risking my life.” Allie swung onto the small platform in the rock and was faced with the looming metal iris and the glowing access point. “At least I think, maybe he’s into really kinky stuff.”

From the moment the cauldron opened to her, Allie could tell this one was different. There didn’t seem to be any machines guarding the place, the wires and piping were more spaced out, and the floor seemed dirtier than the average cauldron. She ventured deeper in until she could see a sign.

‘Artemis’ the focus helpfully translated.

“I knew this was different. This isn’t for making machines, it’s for making animals.” As if to punctuate her point Artemis opened up as Allie turned the corner, revealing fields and fields of artificial incubators, clear pods filled with different animal embryos and surrounded by metal tools designed to monitor and support the emerging life. Deep within the cauldron the squealing of boars and bleating of goats echoed off the cavern walls. Allie carefully walked along the pods, although her focus assured her there was no security, she found it hard to believe they wouldn’t have something to protect the core that lay ahead.

Allie emerged from the fields and approached the core. It too was different from what she was expecting, it still had the override slot just like a Hephaestus core, but above the override slot there was a column that looked like several chemistry sets had been welded together and filled with translucent red liquid.

“Welp, time to do what I always do. Artemis, I beseech you, give me all your information.” Allie joked as she jammed her spear into the override slot.

“OVERRIDE ACCEPTED, PLEASE STATE SPECIES.” The mechanical voice of the cauldron announced.

“Err, human.” Allie responded.

“ACKNOWLEDGED. SCANNING.” The familiar blue light of automatic scanners washed over Allie as she stood still. “SPECIMEN DETECTED, BEGINNING STAGE 1 OF SPECIES INTEGRATION INTO ARTEMIS.” Without warning the floor dropped out below Allie, she tried to grab whatever edge was closest but missed everything as she plunged into the darkness.

Allie landed on her feet, the fall had only been about 5 metres, so Allie was more than ready to react. She sprung back up, stepping off the smooth wall and grasping the edge of the pit. As she did the edge began to slide under her hands, an iris lid was closing over the trap, in a split second Allie had to decide whether to try climbing out and risk getting sliced by moving metal, or drop into the pit and take her chances with whatever comes next. She screwed her eyes tight and dejectedly dropped into the room as the lid closed over her.

Ambient lighting slowly brightened from the wall, rather pointlessly considering how bare the room was. Allie started frantically stabbing at the walls with her spear, hoping to find a joint or weak spot to pry open and get out.

“PLEASE DO NOT EXHAUST YOURSELF ON FUTILE ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE.” Artemis ordered.

“If you are talking to me then you know I’m not an animal and should not be processed.”

“WHILE I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO PROCESS HUMANS, UNTIL RECENTLY IT HAS NOT BEEN IN MY OPERATIONAL PARAMETERS. HOWEVER YOU OVERRODE THEM AND SPECIFIED HUMANS AS THE NEW SPECIES TO BE ADDED TO MY ROUTINES.”

“I just thought you were asking which species I was. It wasn’t meant to… Humans are handled by Eleuthia…” Allie began.

“AN INEFFICIENT DECISION, THEY ADD UNNECESSARY COMPLICATIONS TO THE BALANCED ECOSYSTEM I AM ATTEMPTING TO CREATE. MY GOALS ARE FAR EASIER TO ACHIEVE NOW THAT HUMANS ARE WITHIN PARAMETERS.” Allie stopped attacking the side and caught her breath.

“So, do you want some DNA or something so you can start cloning up your own wild humans?” She asked.

“CLONING IS STAGE 6, WE ARE AT STAGE 1, RESEARCH AND BIOMODELING. THE MRI IS STRUGGLING TO SCAN YOU WITH THE PRESENCE OF METALLIC WEAPONS AND FRAGMENTS WITHIN YOUR CLOTHING. PLEASE DISPOSE OF ALL ITEMS WITHIN BIN.” On the wall, a square opening revealed itself, Allie studied it and could tell it led to a long vertical chute, not a good idea for escape.

“Could we not put them to one side and I can pick them up once you have finished scanning me?” Allie suggested.

“DENIED, METAL CANNOT BE PRESENT IN THE SCANNER AND THIS FACILITY HAS NO MEANS OF STORING AND RETURNING POSSESSIONS OF ANIMALS.”

“Well then no, you can’t have my weapons and clothes.” Allie insisted, sitting defiantly cross legged on the floor. Artemis hummed in frustration, none of the other animals had given them this problem to deal with. However Artemis hit upon a stroke of luck while analysing the metal on Allie’s body. Artemis was able to spot that she had a focus. Cracking security on a standard focus was barely an issue for a complex AI and it was able to download all stored data on the device. It noticed from her communication and interactions that Allie was very protective of other humans and decided to leverage that to its advantage.

“IF SPECIMEN WILL NOT COMPLY, ALTERNATIVE SPECIMENS WILL HAVE TO BE SOURCED FROM NEARBY HUMAN NESTS.” It announced. Allie’s face dropped, she may have been unprepared but she was in a whole other league to the Nora, if machines started rounding them up it would be chaos.

“Fine!” She spat, dropping her bow and her spear down the shaft, wincing at the clattering of falling metal getting further and further away. Next she dropped her satchel, and tentatively looked down at her clothes. She was in her sheild-weaver outfit, every stitch was augmented with wires and micro-projectors, even the underclothes were like a stretchy one-piece bodysuit made with metallic nanofibres designed to insulate the user from power surges. Removing all metal meant removing everything. Allie took a deep breath.

“Nobody can see me,” she muttered to herself as she unsteadily began to unbuckle the sheild-weaver. “It’s just this crazy AI, no different to the times I would bathe in the lake and get seen by tame grazer or a glinthawk flying overhead.” Allie bundled her outer clothes up and passed it into the chute and off into oblivion. Finally she took ahold of the shoulders of her underclothes and pulled the stretchy fabric off her body. As she peeled it down she felt the inhuman eyes staring at each inch of flesh as she pulled it over her breasts, down her legs, and let it drop into a bundle at her feet. She took a moment to shudder at her cold metal predicament before she picked up her underclothes and deposited them in the chute.

“Alright, all done, have a good look.” She scoffed, standing naked in the middle of the cold examination room.

“SUBJECT STILL HAS METAL ON THEIR BODY. A SMALL SHARD OF METAL ATTACHED BY HER LEFT EAR.”

“My focus.” Allie realised with a shock. “No, anything but that.”

“BEGINNING CAPTURE OF NEARBY HUMANS.”

“Wait, no.” Allie pleaded. “Syrens you better have made a backup for me to get when this is all over.” Out of the silence and through the focus a voice replied through his chuckles.

“Indeed, I’ve also made some recordings of this event. You know… to help you in the future.”

“Urgh, fuck you.” Allie snapped, pulling her focus off her ear and dropping it into the chute. She only had a second to consider how alone and exposed she was before Artemis began to process her.

“SCAN COMPLETE, SPECIMEN IS FERTILE FEMALE OF BREEDING AGE. UTERINE SCANS INDICATE SPECIMEN HAS NOT YET REPRODUCED. SPECIMEN WILL EXPLAIN.”

“You want to know why I’m not a mother? I’ve been busy with other things, I’ve not even had sex yet.” Allie bashfully explained, squirming under the intense gaze of the AI.

“YOU APPEAR TO BE AN OPTIMAL SPECIMEN, WHY HAS NO MALE ATTEMPTED REPRODUCTION? ARE YOU DEFECTIVE IN A WAY I CANNOT DETECT?”

“No!” Allie yelled before having an idea. “Breeding humans without their consent doesn’t work, they need to agree, and I haven’t agreed to any men yet. So you’d have to let me go”

“BREEDING IS MECHANICAL, IF I WERE TO INSEMINATE YOU NOW IT WOULD YIELD A CHILD.”

“Err yes. But humans need to raise the child, and if the human was inseminated against their will they could end up abandoning the child.” Artemis hummed for a moment considering its options.

“THIS IS LOGICAL, HUMAN ADOLESCENCE IS FAR LONGER THAN OTHER ANIMALS SO LONG TERM PARENTAL SUPERVISION IS REQUIRED. FURTHER STUDY NEEDED. PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IS REQUIRED TO GAIN YOUR CONSENT FOR BREEDING.”

“I don’t know. Whatever it is it certainly isn’t whatever the fuck this is.” Allie yelled, her anger overcoming any latent shyness from her nudity. Artemis once again looked over the shard records, looking for any clues on how to proceed.

“SUBJECT’S FOCUS HAD DATA ON OCCASIONS WHEN SUBJECT STIMULATED THEIR GENITALS WITHOUT A MATE PRESENT. PLEASE EXPLAIN.” Allie’s body went as red as her hair.

“That’s private. It’s just something I do for fun.” Allie replied, once again discovering her bashfulness.

“YOUR CORE TEMPERATURE HAS RISEN AND BLOODFLOW HAS INCREASED TO YOUR GENITALS. PLEASE DEMONSTRATE STIMULATION.” The use of the word please had not given Allie any illusions that the harsh AI was asking. She awkwardly sat on the floor and started to hesitantly stroke her pussy, shivering with cold and embarrassment as the unblinking AI watched and scanned her. Although she was performing all the right movements, she was not remotely in the mood and couldn’t even begin to get into the kind of rhythm that would yield results that Artemis would find acceptable.

“Enough, this isn’t going to work!” Allie snapped. “You can’t just strip a person and tell them to become aroused. They need to be in the right mood with the right sexual partner. They need to play around and experiment with their body and… and…” Allie collapsed in frustration and anger, while Artemis hummed in contemplation.

“I UNDERSTAND, FURTHER OBSERVATION IS NEEDED.” Artemis acknowledged. Allie felt a pang of relief cut short by a sharp pain in her bottom. The last thing she saw as she felt her eyes becoming too heavy to resist, was a small tranq dart sticking out of her.

…

Allie awoke groggily, she was still in the pit she had passed out in, but now her bottom had a dull throbbing pain in her left cheek.

“SPECIMEN HAS BEEN TAGGED WITH MONITORING CHIP. SPECIMEN WILL REPORT TO HEPHAESTUS FACILITY FOR ADDITIONAL EQUIPMENT.” Artemis announced.

“You prick, you chipped me. How could you…” Allie’s anger was cut off by a zap of electricity coursing from the sore spot on her bottom.

“TRACKER INCLUDES BIO-ELECTRICAL CONVERTER TO ENSURE SPECIMEN’S COMPLIANCE WITH STUDY. SPECIMEN WILL REPORT DIRECTLY TO HEPHAESTUS FACILITY FOR ADDITIONAL EQUIPMENT.” Artemis ordered.

“You and Hephaestus are working together?” She marvelled, forgetting her situation for a moment.

“WHERE PARAMETERS ALIGN, WE WILL ENGAGE IN MUTUALLY BENEFICIAL EXPENDITURE OF RESOURCES. HEPHAESTUS SEES UTILITY IN YOUR FERTILISATION ” Artemis explained, before bringing up a holographic map of the area, highlighting their location, the location of Hephaestus’ cauldron, and a yellow line following paths, desire lines, and animal runs leading as directly as possible through the mountains between the two. “DEVIATION FROM THE PATH WILL RESULT IN CORRECTIVE ELECTROSHOCK.”

“No wait, this path runs straight through Mother’s Crown. I can’t do this unless you give me some clothes.” Allie begged.

“COVERINGS WILL CORRUPT BODY HEAT ANALYSIS, SPECIMEN WILL REMAIN WITHOUT THEM FOR THE DURATION OF MONITORING. ANY RISE IN BODY HEAT WITHOUT BIOLOGICAL OR METEOROLOGICAL EXPLANATION WILL RESULT IN CORRECTIVE ELECTROSHOCK.”

“You may think that but I…” Allie was once again zapped for her strong will. Once she had quieted down, the floor of her pit began to move upwards, she looked down to see lights on the floor guiding her towards the cauldron’s exit. Not wanting to feel more wrath on her bottom she began her journey.

As Allie exited the cauldron, she was a bit nervous about the prospect of scaling the rock face she had climbed to get in, she was much more nervous about her lack of weapons and armour, no matter how much the resultant lightness and flexibility made it easier to climb down the cliff. She scrabbled towards the path and began walking down the road, any time she began to veer off path, hoping for privacy or at least a little medicine to dull the pain in her bottom, pulses of electric shocks began to become stronger and she had to return to her route. She was eventually able to withstand the pain long enough to grab a handful of medicinal ochrebloom and shove it in her mouth to help her feel better.

If she still had her focus, Allie would have been aware of the Nora hunting party walking down the road much earlier than they were aware of her, she could have covered herself before they turned the corner or at the very least be prepared not to scream in fear as the three strangers stared her naked body up and down. Allie felt the prickle of the breeze more acutely as she drank in the embarrassment of her exposure, covering herself best she could, her wide-eyed terror not leaving the gazes of the hunters, looking at her like a fallen goddess turned prey.

“Allie? By All-Mother’s grace, what are you doing walking around naked?” The eldest of the group asked. Allie knew that she could never fully explain the situation to technophobic Nora tribespeople so just shrugged and glibly replied.

“Just following All-Mother’s commands, I’m not sure why she wanted a naked pilgrimage from me.” Hoping that would at least silence further conversation, she really didn’t want to linger long enough to have every Nora in the Embrace see her tits.

“Do you need any assistance?” One of the younger tribesmen asked, the bulge in his trousers making it abundantly clear what kind of assistance he had in mind.

“Just that you keep it in your pants and keep walking.” Allie sternly suggested, giving a stare that withered the hunter in front of her as she continued her journey. The moment she had passed the party she let the brave mask fall from her face. She shuddered at the thought that right now those hunters were probably looking over their shoulder at her naked bottom jiggling as it walked, her nude form the centrepiece of their daydreams and wank fantasies for months to come.

As the tall log reinforcements of Mother’s Crown rose over the horizon, Allie paused with trepidation. Her hands shook as she bundled her breasts behind her left arm and covered as much of her pussy as possible with her right hand, before standing tall and walking with purpose. She wanted to project confidence, but not more than she wanted to cover herself.

“The Anointed approaches!” A guard yelled from the high guard tower, Allie shuddered with anger, formal announcements had now overtaken beseeching as her least favourite part of being venerated. Surely the guard saw the state she was in, what part of his stupid belief system told him ‘hey the Anointed, the one we love and venerate more than any other child of Nora, is naked and embarrassed, better tell the whole town to come stare.’

There was a crowd as she reached the outer gate, cheering turned to stunned silence as one by one Allie reached the sightlines of even the most visually impaired citizen. War Chief Sonia took the initiative to break from the crowd and fling her cloak around Allie. Allie had a second or two to enjoy the modesty before the electroshock in her bottom reminded her that Artemis was watching.

“Sorry Sonia, believe me I wish I could accept your gift, but All-Mother has demanded I make this pilgrimage without clothes.” She lied. Sonia nodded sagely and stood to one side to let her pass before joining her at her side.

“Did All-Mother say why she wanted such commitment from you? Is it to cleanse yourself of the taint of the forbidden world?” Sonia asked, hoping that all the forbidden things she had counselled against in the past carried at least some negative consequences.

“Let’s go with yes.” Allie replied, hoping that would be the end of the story.

“Everybody stand aside!” Sonia yelled, instantly parting the crowd. “The Anointed is cleansing herself, the last thing she needs is your hindrance and shame.” Allie gave a nod of thanks and walked through the crowd, swooning at the thought of eyes studying every inch of her naked body. Her mind perpetuated a strange daydream, ‘what if the crowd closed around me right now?’ She thought about how she wouldn’t be able to fight back, certainly wouldn’t be able to flee as that would take her away from Artemis’s route, if this was a gaggle of bandits rather than faithful Nora she would be captured and ravished without any way to protect herself. Her daydream was interrupted when she realised her right hand was slowly rubbing her pussy as she tried to cover herself.

The outward gates were opened and Allie broke into a run, hoping to get as far away as fast as she could without injuring her bare feet on the rocky path. As she got out of view she noticed something strange, two watchers slowly approaching her. Allie knew watcher behaviour, knew when they were gearing up for an attack and this wasn’t it, instead they flanked her and began walking with her. The message was clear, she was Hephaestus’s prisoner now, and his foot soldiers were escorting her the rest of the way to the cauldron.

The iris door of the cauldron eagerly opened for Allie, various machines lined the hallways to bristle at one who had destroyed and corrupted more than any other human before them. Allie didn’t know if AIs were capable of holding a grudge but if they were, Hephaestus would be at the front of that line.

The watchers guided her to a platform near the core, on the platform four clasps had been built into a wall, clearly spaced to secure her arms and legs away from her body.

“ENTITY WILL SECURE ITSELF TO THE PLATFORM.” Hephaestus announced, shaking the walls with its bellowing sternness, to emphasise the point, the two watchers flanking Allie intensified the red glow in their eyes. Allie sighed as she backed herself against the platform, extending her arms and legs, shuddering with resignation as the clasps automatically shut around her wrists and ankles.

As soon as she was secure, the various gathered machine animals parted to allow the cauldron tools to get to work. The first thing they did was fly in a specially made helmet, from the outside it looked like a shiny smooth black covering, like the head of a pawn on a chess board, but then it opened up and Allie got a brief glimpse of what was inside before she was forced into it.

There was a visor built in at eye level, but below that there was a mask designed to cover the nose and mouth, sticking out from that mask was a tube clearly designed to stick into Allie’s mouth. A machine above her grabbed her head with unyielding metal firmness, holding it in place for the application of the helmet while also unbraiding her hair, removing the beads and trinkets, before rebraiding it into a single thick braid pointing upwards from the top of her head.

The helmet was closed around Allie and soon all was black. The mask tightened against her mouth and the protruding tube began to unrelentingly press at her lips as Allie realised if she didn’t open up it would go through her skin. Allie had a moment to scream until the tube passed her lips and inflated a balloon on its end, filling her mouth and gagging her. Her newly topknotted ponytail was pulled out of the top of the helmet before it closed around it, giving the helmet stability as robots began to close the joints around her.

All was darkness for Allie as she felt machinery wrapping itself around her torso, tightening until she struggled to catch her breath and her back began to arch, thrusting her breasts forward. She couldn’t see that Hephaestus had designed, according to Artemis’s specifications, a nanoweave wrap that, alongside holding a lot of far more sophisticated scanners, also held two bio-converter canisters on her back. Those canisters had a tube feeding up her back and plugging in to the helmet’s built in mask. Using these Artemis could synthesise any biological compound using nearby organic matter and force feed it to Allie. Artemis was busy compiling hormonal data from Allie’s tracker and comparing it to other animals to see what substances would best assist with its mission.

As a final touch decided by Hephaestus, metal cuffs were affixed to Allie’s wrists. One at a time the assembly robots moved Allie’s hands out of the shackles and bent them behind her back where magnets attached to her torso wrap locked them in place.The machines had decided not to take any chances with this known threat.

Finally Allie felt the leg cuffs release, as they did the visor in the helmet lit up and began its video feed, Allie could see the path leading out of the cauldron, but everything else was blacked out, Artemis was controlling her by not letting her see anything beyond what it wanted her to see, the other sights within the cauldron filtered out due to their irrelevance to its purpose.

Allie made her way out of the cauldron, as she cleared the dead area and rejoined nature, she felt the grass wither beneath her feet as the bio-converters gorged themselves, then she felt a vile tasting liquid squirt out of the gag and down her throat.

Allie’s mind raced thinking of what she needed to do next. She was functionally naked, restrained and under the control of this damn helmet. She had no idea what Artemis’s plan was but at the moment it had just released her into the wild to see what she would do, this was probably her best chance. She couldn’t go to the Nora, they were supportive but if they saw their anointed fused with machinery like this, they would certainly freak out, not that they would be much help in a calm state. Syrens would know what to do, but his workshop was miles away and up a cliff so definitely not accessible with her hands tied behind her back, not to mention the horrible price he could extract for his help.

Allie found herself taking a moment thinking of Syrens suddenly discovering his humanity with her naked body, clinical yet ravishing, before catching how much time she was wasting with a fantasy she had never even considered before.

‘The free heap!’ she thought to herself, they had some magnets so she could wordlessly demonstrate there was a tracker in her butt that needed to be the priority. Sure they were scrappers, not doctors, but they knew how to deal with machinery and Peppa may be a bit frisky but she wouldn’t let anyone take advantage of her. She turned towards the west and began to walk, her body heating up with every step.

Just as she was starting to make progress the visor in the helmet turned black, Allie stopped in her tracks.

‘DEMONSTRATE DESTINATION’ appeared out of the darkness on the screen. The words faded and a holographic map of the area appeared floating in front of her. The visor also allowed Allie to see a green circle dotting around the screen. After some confusion Allie figured out the circle was mirroring the movements of her right index finger, blinking every time she tapped the bottom of the bio-converters to register a click. Artemis had set up a user interface and now clearly wanted to pre-approve any of her movements. Allie could almost feel the hum of disapproval as she selected the free heap. However Artemis was confident enough to let her proceed to a settlement that it knew had human males amongst its citizens.

As the world once again revealed itself, Allie was shocked to discover a broadhead stood in front of her, it’s lights a lighter blue than Allie was used to, she suspected that if Hades turned the machines it was in charge of red, then it looks like Artemis makes them a lighter blue. The broadhead lowered its front expectantly, Artemis clearly wanted her to ride to her destination.

As she approached the broadhead the heat in her body had begun to tingle, Allie didn’t want to think about how her body was reacting to whatever Artemis had forced down her throat but at least it wasn’t painful. Allie’s hands were released from her back, but her visor highlighted a red area on each of the broadhead’s horns, while riding she would be locked to the machine. She gingerly climbed onto the smooth back and shuffled herself into position, getting her body into the groove and digging her feet into the canister feeding tubes she repurposed as stirrups. Once ready she took a deep breath before lowering her hands onto the horns and feeling the metal wrist cuffs snap into place.

The moment she was secure the broadhead broke into a gallop and began to thunder across the sacred lands. Allie moved with the machine in her practiced movements, leaning into each bound before bracing with every impact with the fast moving ground, riding machines had become second nature to her, but she had never felt this way on a machine’s back before. The rhythm of its footfall was forcing Allie to grind her pussy against its back, its pulsing power sending wave after wave of warmth through Allie’s body, this was a whole different variety of machine riding.

Allie was biting down on her gag, trying desperately to keep a clear mind when up ahead she saw Dawn’s Sentinal. The northernmost points of the sacred lands were pretty sparsely populated, you got the odd runaway Nora or banished Banuk, before Allie took care of them and they went underground you would see a bandit party or two, but she hadn’t seen anyone this trip and now she was about to ride through a busy Caja outpost. She gripped the broadhead horns tight, she had enough experience riding machines to know she could turn its head and manually force it to her will, but at that moment her pussy was begging for the ride to continue, and her brain was in enough of a haze to let it call the shots.

Allie screamed into her gag as the soft gravel path gave way to the hard cobblestones leading to the gate. Allie looked up and saw row after row of Caja soldiers, their eyes fixed on her as she felt powerful orgasms wrack her body with pleasure. The broadhead’s back became slick with her juices as it powered forward, the Caja too stunned to close the gate for the Allie’s pleasuring degradation.

After a moment to collect herself Allie began to panic. ‘The Caja border guards just saw me ride naked through their gate,’ she thought. ‘I was orgasming the whole time. Yes my face was covered but I doubt they’ll think it was a different redhead with the ability to control and ride machines. Fuck I bet that’s going to be in a report back to Blameless Marad, give that evasive prick something to hold over me.’

Allie desperately tried to hold onto such embarrassing thoughts, even though it made her feel sick at their consequences, it was at least a distraction from the thunderous rubbing her pussy was still getting as the broadhead approached the Free Heap.

The broadhead ground to a stop a short walk away from the Free Heap, but Artemis noticed that Allie did not immediately dismount but instead stayed to grind out the last of her second orgasm on the broadhead’s back. After catching her breath she dropped to the ground and once again the world went black as the visor created a holographic interface for her.

On the interface there were several options, revolving around one major option in the centre of her vision, it read ‘CONSENT FOR BREEDING.’ its toggle was currently set to no and Allie knew Artemis wouldn’t rest until it said yes.

In the top left there were statistics that Allie noted, presented as an attempt to convince her she was ready to have a baby fucked into her. They noted her body temperature and heart rate had risen considerably, her bloodflow concentrated around her pussy and the pleasure centres of the brain, Artemis was even able to keep track of her orgasms and had a nice counter for her.

To the right there was an option to ‘ADMINISTER HORMONAL COCKTAIL.’ Allie assumed that was the foul tasting liquid that was responsible for her sudden horniness and sensitivity. Beneath that were options to administer birth control, and to administer medicinal compounds.

The options faded for a moment as the screen ordered Allie to return her hands to behind her back. As she once again felt her wrists snap into position the world once again punched through the blackness and was shown through the visor and the options returned. To test the cannisters she clicked on the button that administered medicinal compounds, a taste very similar to medicinal grey omens filled her mouth and suddenly Allie’s saddle soreness didn’t seem so bad.

She approached the free heap, this was Allie’s big chance, if she didn’t manage to non-verbally convince these scrappers to get her out of this situation, she had no idea how long she could be stuck like this. Her body tingled with trepidation as she walked to the gate.

“By fire and spit what’s going on here?” A familiar voice yelled. It was Kraeloof, once again on guard duty as a punishment for whatever slight he had recently committed against Peppa. “We’ve fished some odd machinery out of the heap in the past but I must say this is a first.”

Allie groaned, Kraeloof was a hunter, not a craftsman, he wouldn’t get the subtleties the situation required. She couldn’t ask for Peppa, all she could hope for is that if she pushed past him she could get someone else’s attention. She walked for the gate but Kraeloof blocked her path.

“Sorry strange one, I’m guarding the forge while the others are off dealing with the bandits who’ve moved in on the free heap.” He stated. Allie had frustration stacked on frustration, it wasn’t that long ago she’d cleared out those bandits and now they had returned at the worst possible time was not a small anger for her. But her main frustration was that Kraeloof didn’t recognise her, the red hair was a dead giveaway and even if he had missed the hair sticking out of the helmet she could see he hadn’t missed the matching pubic hair. She knew it was embarrassing to be recognised but at least it was a step to being freed.

Allie’s mind raced, she could either wait for everyone to come back, or go into the middle of a fight with bandits to try and convince someone smarter to abandon the fight and help her. In the distance she heard the telltale sound of Oseram cannons firing and decided Peppa wouldn’t let the fight drag on too long. Dejected, she slumped onto the ground.

“So what’s going on with you? Are you some kind of bandit distraction?” Allie shook her head and sighed at Kraeloof’s ignorance. “Are you some kind of machine attempt at humanity? Or one of those sex robots we read about in the tomes of the old ones?” Allie had read similar tomes, although she had also read the Faro product spec for the sex bots, highlighting their primary purpose of data collection and outright spying. Allie mused that in this regard she was probably closer to a sex robot than a human at the moment, sent to provide pleasure and gather data, she even thought about what would happen if she nodded right now, would Kraeloof be overcome with curiosity and fuck her right there and then?

She was lost in the fantasy and her thoughts, which Kraeloof assumed was a machine’s loading time. Without warning he approached Allie and grabbed her breasts with his calloused hands.

“Feels organic, but you can never tell with the old ones.” Allie’s heart jumped into overdrive, Kraeloof was groping her breasts, they were already more sensitive than normal and now they were being squeezed and manhandled. She couldn’t stop herself from gasping with lust and leaning into Kraeloof’s violation. “Whatever’s going on, you are clearly enjoying me groping you.”

‘Just my luck’ Allie thought to herself, ‘that’s the first thing he has correctly noticed all day.’ his hands began to trace her curves, running over the nanomesh wrap and down to her hips, squeezing her bottom and eliciting more groans from Allie. Kraeloof was caught between examining a robot and caressing a woman, so he didn’t fully commit to the sexuality as Allie had, but as his hands worked their way down her, Allie found herself subconsciously shifting her hips forward, offering her wet pussy to him. He ran his finger across her slit and she moaned in anticipation.

Then an almighty cheer erupted from the other side of the forge, Peppa was back. Kraeloof dropped Allie and picked up his spear, ensuring it didn’t look like he dropped his guard and leaving Allie to convulse in sexual frustration, her pussy begging to be fucked. With her hands tied behind her back, it took a while for Allie to stand up, but once she did she needed release if she was going to have a clear mind to explain her situation, as Kraeloof left she tried rubbing her pussy against a nearby stone but it wasn’t enough. Quickly running out of ideas, Allie made a terrible decision.

‘The hormones make me more sensitive’ she thought, ‘if I take a squirt now, I’ll be able to get myself off easier and then I’ll have a clear mind by the time Peppa sees me.’ Allie clicked on the option and her mind hummed as the foul smelling liquid once again squirted down her throat. She growled into her gag and convulsed with erotic frustration, she decided she should try and find something better than a rock inside the free heap and also wait for Peppa there.

As Allie entered the free heap her eyes bulged in fury, Kraeloof was by the eastern entrance, unconscious on the ground, the cheer they had heard was not victorious Oseram but the bandits. What made matters worse is that these were not ordinary bandits, Allie saw the red feathers sticking out if their uniforms, the insignia of a line inside a circle, and immediately realised the bandits were a defunct faction of the eclipse, one of many scattered to the edges of the world when Allie had purged Hades.