Evil Aliens: Journey of the BCNS Suppository Splinters
Copyright© 2025 by MA7
Chapter 2
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A story where hard physics K3 god tech meets morally bankrupt idiots who wield said technology. Every scientific detail is triple checked for accuracy, hard science meets dick jokes and juvenile insanity.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Humor Science Fiction
Giggling and Nyxia’s floating undergarments filled the command chamber, Underlord Xant clearly not neglecting his duties at all.
The monitor film was blinking impatiently with a red pulse, with a large icon marked “urgent launch authorisation required” dominating the taut transparent film. It could probably wait.
Nyxia’s floating six cupped lingerie bra drifted against the film in the microgravity, the slight touch activating the icon. The film changed from red to green, lines of text outlining that the ship was now altering vector for a relativistic acceleration. Xant didn’t even notice as he was intimately distracted by the beautiful Nyxia.
Outside in space the huge ship was moving into a launch corridor of the interstellar laser highway system alongside thousands of other ships in the fleet (impatiently waiting for them), enormous reflective graphene sails unfurling to the diameter of a huge gas giant planet. The local nested Dyson swarm objects prepared to deploy mirrors, about to turn the entire megastructure briefly into a Nicoll-Dyson beam generation device.
“DEPLOYING ACCELERATION SAFETY GEL.” The ship AI announced happily.
“Wait? What?” Xant said in confusion.
Oxygenated (vile smelling) nanotech goo oozed out of surfaces across the ship, displacing air and filling the chambers.
“Are we going to relativistic?!” Nyxia exclaimed in a panic just before her face was swallowed by the goo.
Outside the ship the full light output of the entire small orange dwarf star briefly focused in a coherent beam of light directly at the Suppository Splinters’ and other ships light sails, with not at all unpredictable results.
Even submerged in acceleration gel, thirty gees of hard acceleration was FUCKING unpleasant!
Xant and Nyxia twitched with their bodies in extremely uncomfortable positions, the gel thickening around them locking them immobile. (Xant’s dick was still inside Nyxia).
“TWENTY EIGHT HOURS TILL THIRTY GEE ACCELERATION ENDS.” The ship AI announced chirpily through the goo.
Nyxia’s transparent face contorted in horror.
“FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT PLEASE ENJOY THIS INFLIGHT MOVIE.” The AI said with delighted cheerfulness, the film monitor illuminating to show a low budget porno movie.
Xant shrugged and thrust his hips as well as he could, good thing he was already inside Nyxia.
Nyxia gave Xant an incredulous look, her face held immobile in the transparent goo, a look that was completely lost on Xant as he very faintly had sex with her.
Hours later Xant was really getting into the plot of the inflight entertainment porno, “The Hive Mother Fell On My Penis” really was a thought provoking masterpiece. It COULD really happen too, the hive mother “Mega Tits” in the porno had such enormous heavy milk glands that she kept falling over, it was common sense that she’d eventually fall over and land (vagina first) on Doctor Astronaut’s enormous penis. It was the rare sort of movie that really made you think.
It was impossible to breathe in this gel, but you didn’t need to. The nanobots in the solidified goo actively passed oxygen to each other into your lungs and passed carbon dioxide out, they kept you hydrated but not too much, they transported heat out or in as needed, they even fed you. (Xant was just fortunate that he didn’t need to shit or he’d have an extremely unpleasant 28 hours).
Nyxia looked strangely less content than Xant for some reason.
The brutal 30 G acceleration ceased almost explosively after an intolerable 28 hours of miserable discomfort. The ship and the thousands of ships around it hadn’t travelled “far” in astronomical terms, but they were now moving at almost ten percent of light speed, which was nice.
The acceleration safety gel went from solid to liquid the moment that the acceleration eased. Nyxia pulled off Xant frantically, releasing enough white fluid to fill a small bucket, she clutched herself between the legs and swam frantically to take a contraceptive pill.
The girthiest part of Xant’s nether regions was painfully water wrinkled and translucent from 28 straight hours inside a female. That was probably normal.
The vile smelling goo drained away, pulling itself out of the lungs in a way that made everyone on the ship simultaneously throw up, the ship had no gravity now and the vomit (and semen) just floated everywhere. The nanotech goo dragged itself into wall grates by collective action, unbothered by anything so pedestrian as microgravity. (Sadly the reeking stench of the goo didn’t also depart by itself, stinking up the air).
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