Meeting an Alien - Steampunk
Copyright© 2024 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 15: Pippa
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 15: Pippa - This is a stand-alone coming-of-age story where the main character, Bill Morgan, Tom’s son, (from a previous story) is a 15-year-old. Bill ends up on another Earth-like world where many dangers and challenges await him. A large novel slightly affiliated with MEETING AN ALIEN, parts 1 and 2. It IS a separate story with all new characters and a vastly different world. It takes place in a 19th century setting, with an Old-West feel.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft ft Teenagers Coercion Drunk/Drugged Mind Control Romantic Teen Siren Fiction Fairy Tale Farming High Fantasy Historical Steampunk Western Aliens Alternate History Robot Time Travel Interracial White Male Hispanic Female Indian Female First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Voyeurism Big Breasts Size Small Breasts Nudism
Ox and Office had it already written the wire I needed, it was sitting on my desk. I just had to hand-copy it to a form they use at the telegraph. He had an exact copy of the form already, but I had to rewrite the thing by hand. Typewriters were very rare and expensive so I copied the wire over.
The Wire
To, Brian MacBreen, Henson Tobacco, Suffolk Virgina. /
In Wilm Mary twn. News Ad big Success! /
Sold out here /
Send large shipment cheroots and humidors /
Send Soonest, spare no expense /
William Morgan /
I was walking back into the office after having sent the wire when I saw Pippa Sharp. She’s the cute little redhead that was earlier looking for a job. She’s just now coming up to me. She looked a bit dejected.
I said, ‘I’m sorry, dear, it doesn’t look like it went well.”
I fiddled like I was unlocking the door; I opened it and waved her inside.
She said, “I know I am more than qualified. I knew I had the job until Mr. Black’s wife happened in and saw me. She whispered to Mr. Black, and all of a sudden, I became “not right” for the position.”
I said, “That’s Stevens and Black’s loss, I hope it is my gain. Come into my office where we can chat.”
I motioned to a chair across from mine. I sat down.
“Miss Pippa, Let me give you a brief of what we are about here. This is the office of Morgan Enterprises. My father bought out a consortium made from three tobacco businesses.”
Continues, “They were started decades ago by three different men. Generations later, and after a lot of growth, the new owners were inept businessmen. They were broke, and the companies were in danger of failing when my father found them.”
Continues, “Father bought those businesses for me. Morgan Enterprises is my birthright. I have three other brothers, all older. One brother is taking over our father’s main business in Spanish Florida someday. My two older brothers are in college now. They wish to remain near home and have their own careers in Florida.”
“Morgan Enterprises owns many sharecropped farms. They provide tobacco for our three tobacco factories.
The factories are Henson Cigars, Howard Pipes and Tobacco, and Kennedy Tobacco. Kennedy makes snuff and chew.”
“In addition to those main businesses, I also have a cotton mill and a linen mill with farms that supply them.”
“The crux of my problems is getting to understand the businesses well enough to make proper decisions. Most of Morgan Enterprises relates to the three tobacco factories. That and their myriad of supporting tobacco farms.”
“I recently hired Miss Paloma Sharp in Suffolk; she is going to be my personal assistant. She will help me make decisions and will travel with me sometimes. What is your own background?
Pippa said, “Uh, I’m the oldest daughter of a successful men’s haberdasher. I was not good for his business. I seem to be too much of a distraction to men.” ( she smiles demurely )
She said, “After school (Eight years is normal here), I attended two additional years of secretarial school. I was taught dictation, typing, and filing. I am well versed on the Oliver typewriter.”
I said, “Very good; at this point, I mostly need someone here to receive mail and any wired messages that come in. You can also provide answers to basic questions if someone comes in with an inquiry. That’s if Paloma and I are out of the office. Heavier secretarial work will likely come later. I will pay for room and board. What amount of pay were you expecting?
She said, “If you pay my room and board, I could manage quite well on $5 a week.”
I said, “Well, room and board, and $7 a week it is. You will need to dress nice all the time to represent Morgan Enterprises.”
I stood up and put my hand out for her to shake. She swooned from my hormones, and I stepped forward and kissed her wetly while she was out of it. She sat down hard and seemed to pass out.
Gigziks immediately came in with a gurney.
Gigziks said, “Orders from on high. Social media is on fire about Pippa Sharp. Drozul wants her immediately given the concubine and loyalty package. She gets an AI of her own. She will be too close to your private affairs and will soon realize you are not normal by local standards. She also gets virtual PC training.”
Gigziks said, “She must be conked for the both of you; this is for safety reasons. She will be unconscious for several weeks to receive the entire package. We will time shift her back to ‘this’ here and now. She’ll be back to you in just a few of your minutes.”
I helped her put Pippa on the floating gurney. Pippa felt warm and soft. Gigziks left with Pippa.
I had barely sat down when I saw Pippa walk back through the portal.
I sent, “Gigziks, what gives? She looks different somehow.”
Gigziks said, “Uh, she was downloaded with an amalgamation of your American 12-year education. It took her weeks of uptime to integrate it all. She’s fine; Pippa is more intelligent and worldly now. She has the full concubine package and a whole lot more.”
“Mentally, she is probably mid-20s. Physically, she’s still sweet 16 and has never been kissed.”
“We added a bedroom upstairs for her. She knows about the portals and our involvement. If Paloma seems to work out in her first few days here, she will likewise get the concubine treatment. This is for your safety and hers.”
Gigziks continued, “We also added a bigger kitchen along with more of our Heillizdt foodstuffs. Please forgive the Heillizdt substitutes. We don’t have a direct method of reliably getting name-brand American foods or drinks from Earth 23, not that we think we should. They are really not good for your health.”
“We borrowed Cairistìne MacNia last night in her sleep and downloaded her cooking skills. Then we loaded them into Pippa. An American cook’s experience is useless on your Earth 19, so we plucked Cairistìne’s cooking memories.”
I sent, “Thank you.” What else could I say? It showed forethought and attention to detail.
Gigziks stepped back to their ship.
We would have to see if all the new modern information messes Pippa up.
I stood and took Pippa’s hand, and headed toward the portal with her trailing.
I sent “Office, kitchen, please.”
Since I had her hand, we both stepped into the new kitchen. OMG, the first thing I saw was a coffee pod machine. I did not find any pods from Earth. I found refillable pods with what I assumed were filled with the local coffee from here. They were in a crock next to the K-cup machine. I opened the cupboard doors until I found a decent-sized mug and started a cup brewing immediately.
Next to the cups is an electric coffee grinder. There’s also a bag of coffee beans that had been roasted already. These must be local.
Pippa watched me for a minute. Then she started opening kitchen cabinet doors and looking inside. She opened the new-to-me, big, double-sided fridge and looked in it. It was packed with cold and frozen Heillizdt food. She closed the door and pushed the button for ice; a few pieces came out before she let up on the button. She laughed.
That’s good; she doesn’t seem traumatized.
There is a large pantry full of dry goods and canned goods. There must be a bread-maker as I see packages for making bread and also boxed pizzas, all Heillizdt style.
I took her by the hand, went to the couch, and sat down. I pulled her into my lap and held her. She put her head on my shoulder and held me back. As divine as she is, I had recently been well and truly fucked out. I think Pippa was glad to just rest with me.
I asked for no customizations of her for myself. Evidently, she or the Heillizdt had some in mind. Her breasts appeared to be much pointier. Not a lot bigger, but certainly not the cute little boobies she’d had. Holding her also showed me she added a few extra pounds in places.
Crap. Pippa’s newer bigger chest meant she likely needed new clothes.
I sent, “Ox, she needs a new wardrobe. What is Rebecca’s dressmaker’s location?
He put up a map with a different red pin. “She’s two blocks east of Amiyah Davis’s office.’
I said, “Pippa, honey.”
“Umm?”
I said, “Your new, improved body is bigger than your regular clothes. We need to visit a dressmaker.”
She said, “Are you sure? Gigziks said I had some here.”
I slid her off, stood up, and said, “Let’s go look.”
I took her into the bathroom and back into the big walk-in closet. Sure enough, there were lots of nice girl outfits for her. They are mostly business formal. No outfits were the one-piece style made for Mariam and Rebecca, which are one-piece dresses. These are more complex and made with separate top and bottom pieces. They looked like they would fit Pippa much better.
Pippa had to try some of them on. I sat on the floor to watch her. Being a conk, she has absolutely no shame now. She quickly removed the outfit she had on. I had a close-up view of her charms as she tried on her new outfits. She was wearing stockings and flats only.
Pippa is lightly pink complected all over. Her new improved vagina looks like a custom design job by Ox. She has slightly plump outer lips. Her slit is tightly closed and shows nothing right now. She has a small diamond-shaped fluff of red hair an inch above her slit. The diamond-shaped fluff is taller than it is wide; it’s 2” by 1” approximately.
Pippa has a narrow waist. Her stomach is almost flat and has some slight muscular definition. Her breasts are to die for. They are B size or slightly smaller. They are pointy and sit high on her chest.
Her nickel-size areolas are a blend of pink and light purple. They have a more purple outside ring of dots around them. Her nipples are nonexistent. Her areola came to a smooth, tapered end. There is no hole to be seen on the tips.
As he moved around to try on dresses, I got to see her legs apart and her slit did part for a second. It seemed her inners were mostly flesh-toned and pinkish. It was just a flash, so I saw little detail. Pippa has a quite dainty female vagina.
Her tits did not wiggle, jiggle, or wobble. It made me wonder even more what they felt like. Evidently, watching her had awoken the monster in my britches. I popped a few buttons to relieve my tightness.
Pippa hung up the fourth outfit she had tried on. She had several of them there, at least ten. They were all a little different from each other in a minor way. She decided to try on a few stockings. She sat on the little bench to remove the ones she had on. Her pussy began to reveal itself as she had her legs bent to remove first one and then the other stocking.
As she turned towards the drawer where her stockings were, she bent over to look inside. I had a perfect close view of her sweet little bum cheeks and her delicate goodies from behind.
I began to get suspicious as I got a whiff of her. Her small tits seemed to swell larger as she leaned over, and they slid forward. I love their symmetry. They seem to be purpose-made for me to stare at.
She turned and looked at me and smiled. Obviously, she was deliberately flirting with me. I just then remembered she’s my conk now. She’s trying to get me to take her.
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