Chapter 38: Anna is Bat-shit

Recap: Drozul chose that time to walk into the room from the portal. His arrival is inconvenient as always.

Drozul said, “It is as Tom has said.” This magic is only made from people passing it on to other people. If you, Tall Woman, do not die by accident, you will live a very long time, as long as you stay safe. Disease will not bother you ever again. Your body will look like you do now, for many, many years.”

Drozul said, “Tom, we have decided what to do with Anna. She is to be reprogrammed. We were unfamiliar with her condition. She is actually a brilliant woman, but as you say, she lies a lot. She had us conned. As she was, she was unable to accept training or programming. She has a condition known as AntiSocial Personality Disorder or ASPD. The old term for this was sociopath. She is worse than that because she is also Psychotic and uncaring of anyone else.

We are downloading some of her select memories. To clone her a new brain with all the proper connections.

I said, “You really should space her.”

He said, “The folks up top have nixed that idea. They want to rebuild Anna and reprogram her. Then we will return her to your country. She is an experiment.”

I said, “As long as I don’t have to see the bitch again. Oh, and keep her a long way from my family. Are you sure you want to do this? She is quite dangerous.”

He said, “About that. We want you to give her a healthy baby. We think that will help her ease back into society. We will set her up like the other mothers you have bred.”

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” I said, “NO! If you send her to me, I’ll wring her neck myself. She’ll get a burial at sea.”

Drozul blinked rapidly and looked alarmed, scared even.

He said, “I will have to talk to those above me.”

Drozul popped away before I could reply.

OK, that was not good. Drozul did not exit as he usually would. He popped out. He’s obviously upset with me.

I said, “99’ find us some mahi-mahi.”

99’ said, “Will do, boss. I want to say something about Drozul’s exit, if I may?”

I said, “Of course. I would appreciate your insight.”

He said, “Drozul was frightened. I think he was talked into saying you would go along happily with the head office’s scheme. Your bombastic refusal sets him back; he will lose face. He worries the bosses will do away with his career and substitute another producer. His insight into your behavior is now questionable.”

I said, “You may have a good point. I think the salient issue is that Drozul allows himself to be pushed around by his bosses. I never said I would take Anna back, even for a millisecond. I meant what I said.”

I went on, “Think back 99; check with my AI, do I ever waver after I say something? I can be reasoned with, but if you push me, I shove back immediately, do I not? A man must sustain the weight of his own words. Otherwise, nobody else will take his word.”

99’ said, “You have the right of it. I guess you are not our average wishy-washy galaxy resident. I need to ponder this for a while. I see you are well outside any of the preconceived Heillizdt boxes. I hope it all goes well for Drozul.”

I said, “So do I, because I doubt I would put up with a new producer. They need to understand that. Drozul and I did well for decades. The other consideration is that this is typical of senior boss behavior. In plain English, its sophomoric bullshit.”

“Many bosses are too remote. They cannot truly understand things as they are. They shoved this Anna thing on Drozul. He was not wrong; he was forced to push her on me.

“They rationalized I would acquiesce and do what they think is a great entertainment idea. It must be a great idea, because they conceived it. They are the wrong ones. Left to his own, Drozul and I would have decided Anna was a bad idea to begin with. She is flawed, her track record is proven to be bad.”

They pushed when Dozul already knew my mind. If someone says this is not a good idea, the boss or bosses thoughtlessly push their idea again, harder. Yet, they pushed too hard this time. They are convinced their idea is correct - solely because they are bosses. This is not Drozul’s fault. This is a bad boss’s fault.”

99’ said, “Goodness! This is quite a mess.”

I said, “It is a mess of the boss’s making. I won’t accept their wish for a new producer. It’s not Drozul’s fault. It’s the bosses. They are remote and ignorant of the man on the ground - me. Drozul understands me, where they do not.”

I said, “This is a big problem in my own world. Bosses make stupid decisions and ruin a company every day. Then, they blame it on the lowly workers who told them differently. They soon lost the support of the customers who used to buy their products. After that, the organization fails fast.”

“Then they retry their plan in another country. They export their factory and cheapened products, which is quite often what they do. They make the product cheaply overseas, expecting more profit.”

“The final failure is when they teach people overseas how to make the cheap shit. They use our machinery and know-how to manufacture junk products that need replacing often. Some call this progress. I call it free trade suicide.”

99’ said, “You have overheated my transistors, Tom. I need to think about this.”

I said, “Ha. I know you don’t have anything as quaint or as backward as a transistor.”

99 ‘said, “OK, I am finished tabulating and have counted out using my abacus. Do you mind if I share this with the great AI in the sky? This insight is necessary. I think a certain Boss needs to be purged, not Drozul.”

I said, “Fine by me.”

I took Tall and Jade fishing. I worried for Drozul. There was no way I was going to give Anna a baby; she’s dangerous, and I would not do that to a child of mine. Her genome is highly suspect. Fucking idiots.

I showed Tall Woman how to hold the fishing pole. Where the reel’s controls are, and how to cast it out or drop the bait into the water. I had them coach ‘99 until they’d both caught some nice fish. We threw the smaller ones back.

We kept some medium-sized fish that the girls caught. Medium-sized fish will breed smaller. Eat the medium-sized ones, and there will always be more decent-sized fish in the sea.

The big fish we released. Eating the bigger fish causes the species to slowly get smaller and smaller over time. They are, after all, the parents of all the current fish. It’s proof that Darwin had some right ideas.

Jade walked away with her new friend, and they took the fish up to clean them together. One was a fish we would have for supper, something about coconut mahi-mahi and a stir fry. Hell, that worked for me. There’s nothing like fresh veggies and fish cooked by an expert. I was really getting hungry.

I fucked off in my office for a while. I’d had more than enough drama the past couple of days. I guess I became spoiled over the years. I did NOT want Anna back. I would not take her back or knock her up.

Naa ... I was always a prick; I didn’t like to be pushed. That cost me quite a few relationships and the occasional job. Fuck it, I gotta be me. You won’t hear me bleat or gambol about in the pasture with the rest of the dumb ass sheep.

The supper was superb. I could tell Tall and Jade got along very well. Amber still stood out as the boss lady. Amber looks perennially 16, but she’s actually in her 50s. Drozul had done an excellent job on her body. Amber’s mind is what gets her respect. She has a lot of experience.

All five of us piled into the bed to get some sleep. I was getting vibes from Aalea. She lay beside me, and I knew she was on a hair trigger. I didn’t feel like having sex. It was a rough day.

I was woken early.

99’ said, “Tom, Aalea asked for an early wake-up this morning. She wishes to be this morning’s romp with you. Should I wake her?”

I said, “Sure. Let’s see what Aalea does.”

Soon, I felt someone moving on the bed. Aalea had been next to me. I felt her fumbling with my soft cock. She was quickly nibbling lightly on it using her lips. OK, that feels nice. A new sensation after all these years. I pretended to sleep.

She eventually could not take it anymore. I felt her move to crouch down over my cock. She knew to wiggle it in her slit. She slowly eased herself down. There was no way this little bitty thing would take it all. She stopped at one point, and then I felt it. Like a thousand fingers tickling my glans. Her extension had exited her slit and gobbled down my cock.

It got warmer. It got wetter. Aalea was taking me deeper into her and sniffling about the discomfort. I was not sure if it was audible or if I was hearing it directly from her mind. It felt weird for a minute, and I looked down. Her pussy sheath thing had flowed up my cock.

WTF? That feels so weird. Her parts started rotating clockwise a bit and then counter-clockwise. Her sheath organ thing pulls and twists on my shaft. Back and forth it rotates. Her tickler nubs inside her start to drive me crazy. I was about to erupt.

It was not to be. She kept me on the brink until I could not take it anymore. She must know I am awake and about to dump myself in her, but Aalea won’t let me pump her full.

She continues to fend off my orgasm. She knows right when to do something different to throw me off. My balls are swollen now, and they ache. I have no idea how long this went on. Every time I got close, she backed down. How much torture can a man take?

I groaned, “OHHFFFUUUUCCKKK!”

I pulled her by her little ass until I was as far in her as I could get. I began pumping cum into her deeply. Then, I felt a new sensation. She clamped on my cock. I felt it pull my cock even deeper. I could not move. I was still coming as this new action wreaked havoc with my senses.

I know what a male dog feels like when his knot locks him tightly inside a female dog. I was well and truly caught.

Aalea quietly moaned, “EEEEEeeeeeeeee, nnggggggg - mmm ... mmmm...”

Her entire pussy was milking me. I felt as if I was stuck in a calf’s mouth, and it kept inexorably pulling at me to get more and more milk. Then she started shaking.

I reached up and grabbed her nipples and pinched them hard.

“Enough, Aalea. You’re hurting me now.”

She said, “Owwie, that hurt.”