Meeting an Alien - Steampunk
Copyright© 2025 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 15: Pippa
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 15: Pippa - Steampunk is a stand alone coming-of-age story. Bill Morgan, Tom’s son, from the first Meeting An Alien story is almost grown up. Bill, at loose ends, arrives on Earth-19 where many dangers, challenges and needy damsels await him. It is a separate story with all new characters and a places; i.e. it is a vastly different world with a an Old-West feel. Think mid-19th century; Steam power, percussion cap weapons and duals to the death.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa ft Coercion Consensual Romantic Farming Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Time Travel Paranormal Magic Spanking White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex First Oral Sex Big Breasts Size Small Breasts Smoking
The office had already written the wire I needed; it was sitting on my desk. I had to hand-copy it to a form they use at The Telegraph.
Typewriters were very rare and expensive, so I copied the wire over.
The Wire
To, Brian MacBreen, Henson Tobacco, Suffolk Virgina. /
News Ad Big Success in Wilm Mary Twn. /
Sold out here /
Send large shipment cheroots & 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 in earlier. 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 I went from “just right” to “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 of three different tobacco businesses.”
Continued, “They were started decades ago by three different men. Generations later, and after a lot of growth, the new owners were inept businessmen. They went broke, and the companies were in danger of failing when my father found them.”
Continued, “Father bought those businesses for me. Morgan Enterprises is my birthright. I have three older brothers. One brother will someday take over our father’s main business in Spanish Florida. My two older brothers are currently in college. 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 factories, 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 so I can make good decisions. Most of Morgan Enterprises relates to the three tobacco factories. That and their myriad of supporting farms.”
“I recently hired Miss Paloma Sharp in Suffolk; she is going to be my personal assistant. She will help me make decisions and sometimes travel with me. 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 more years of secretarial school. I was taught dictation, typing, and filing. I am well versed on the Oliver typewriter.”
That meant she was probably 16, although her small stature and youth made her look younger. She took good care of herself, she was personable, and her outfit was cute. That red hair...
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 cover the cost of 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 to be immediately given the concubine and loyalty package. She will be too close to your private affairs and will soon realize you are not normal by local standards.
She gets a young AI of her own. She will be unaware of the AI. It is more to shoot video from her perspective and to make her keep your secrets. She will also get virtual PC and Internet training to assist you better.”
Gigziks said, “She must be conked for both of you; this is mostly 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 minutes.”
I helped her put Pippa on the floating gurney. Pippa felt warm and soft. Gigziks left with Pippa. I missed her sunshine already.
I had barely sat down when I saw Pippa walk back through the portal.
I sent, “Gigziks, what gives? She looks different.”
Gigziks said, “Uh, she was downloaded with your American 12-year education. It took her weeks of uptime to integrate it all.”
“She’s fine. You will find Pippa is much more intelligent and worldly now. She was given the full concubine package and a whole lot more, including cooking skills.”
“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 is aware of the portals and our involvement here. If Paloma seems to work out in her first few days here, she will likewise get a similar concubine treatment. This is for your safety and hers.”
Gigziks continued, “We also added a bigger kitchen. It has 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. We do not 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. We felt a cook’s experience from modern America is almost useless here. That’s why we plucked Cairistìne’s cooking memories from there in William and Mary Town.”
I sent, “Thank you.” What else could I say? It showed forethought and attention to detail.
Gigziks stepped back to their ship.
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 upstairs. OMG, the first thing I saw was a coffee pod machine. I looked but did not find any pods from Earth. I found refillable pods that I assumed were filled with the local coffee from here.
They were in a crock right next to the K-cup machine. I opened the cupboard doors until I found a decent-sized mug. I started brewing a cup immediately. Oh, my God, it smelled heavenly.
Next to the cups is an electric coffee grinder. There’s also a bag of coffee beans that have 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. I enjoyed the view of her legs from behind. Damn, she has pretty legs.
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.
The pantry is well-stocked with a wide variety of dry goods and canned items. There must be a bread maker, as I see packages for making bread and also boxed pizzas, all Heilizdt 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 rest with me.
I asked for no customizations for Pippa on my behalf. She or the Heillizdt may have some in mind.
Her breasts appeared to be much pointier now. 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 feminine 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 gently slid her off, stood up, and said, “Let’s go look.”
I took her into the bathroom and back into my big walk-in closet. Sure enough, there were lots of pretty girl outfits for her. They are mostly business formal. The outfits were not the one-piece style made for Mariam and Rebecca. They are the new one-piece dress design made by a local woman.
Pippa’s outfits are more complex; they are made up of separate top and bottom pieces. They looked like they would fit Pippa much better. They were made from top-quality fabrics. I am sure they are Heillizdt supplied from off-world.
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 as she tried on outfits.
Pippa is light pink all over. Her new, improved vagina looks like a custom design job by Ox. She has slightly plump outer lips. Her slit is bare and tightly closed. It hides everything right now.
Pippa has a small diamond-shaped fluff of red hair an inch above her slit. The diamond-shaped fluff is taller than it’s wide, approximately 2” by 1”.
Pippa has a narrow waist. Her stomach is almost flat, with some slight muscular definition. Her breasts are to die for. They are B size or slightly smaller. They come out to a perfect point and sit high on her chest.
Her nickel-sized areolas are a blend of pink and light purple. They have a purple-ish outer ring around them. Her nipples are nonexistent. Her areola tapered smoothly to a point. There is no hole on the ends.
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 innards were mostly a mix of flesh-toned and pinkish. It was just a flash, so I saw little detail. Pippa has a dainty 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 the 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 minor ways. 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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