Chapter 3: The Army Contract – 1

“Congratulations Captain, the company is pleased to give you this commission and to thank you for providing a solution to a long known problem on our ships” Pieterson, the company’s main official at Callisto V, said shaking his hand.

“It wasn’t me who suggested the solution Sir, it was Molly!” Reilly said.

Pieterson waved his hand, “Officially we can’t say that Captain, it has to be on record that a human solved the problem, do you know what might happen should it be revealed that ... that ... one of those! A replicant is responsible?” Pieterson looked shocked that Reilly should even suggest such a thing.

Reilly sighed, “Very well Sir, but it will remain logged on our computer.” He said to which Pieterson nodded.

“Yes, that’s fine. The records will never be seen by outsiders so that doesn’t matter.” He said and then looked at a sheet of paper. “Oh yes, your First Officer has been assigned and will be sent straight to your ship before embarkation.” Pieterson said and then dismissed Reilly.

Normally on a trip as Reilly had just been on there would be a turnaround of two weeks, to give the crew ample Rest and Relaxation after being cooped up for so long. This time they had three days!

“Why so short, if I may ask?” Reilly said knowing how his crew would react.

“The Army needed a piece of equipment, all the other ships are out and so you’re the only available vessel, I know it’s short notice but there’s nothing else we can do!” Pieterson said, “The Cargo already loaded and has to have full security, your First Officer is the only one with authorised access.” He added.

“Why is that?” Reilly asked.

“You don’t need to know Captain; I suggest you return to your ship” Pieterson said with a slight edge in his voice.

Reilly saluted and left the office, once the door closed he muttered, “Bureaucratic ass!”

As Reilly returned to his ship the news had already been received and digested. “Captain I wish to lodge a complaint against the company!” Ordinary Shipman Adams said.

Reilly nodded, “Join the queue, I’ve already made a complaint but the powers that be say this load is needed by the Army, we’re the only ship that will be ready in time.” He said

“Well I hope we’re getting better money for this trip, there’s loss of shore leave, distress to shipmen and...” Adams said.

Reilly held up his hand. “Hold on, what distress to shipmen? You’re the only one who’s complained.” He said.

Adams shook his head, “Well I wasn’t allowed to go with Molly on her shopping trip after them folks finished with her, Lloyd and Jordan went while I had to remain behind on watch!” He said, “I would have liked to see her change her clothes.”

Reilly smiled, “Well you’re just going to have to ask her to do that privately for you.” He said.

Adams thought for a moment, “Hey yeah! That might work! Thanks Captain, you’re alright!”

Reilly watched Adams as he saluted - which wasn’t really done onboard the ship, and then returned to his work. “Computer, can you arrange for Mr Adams to have a private time with Molly, and pass on his request.” He said.

“Certainly Captain. And First Officer Scott is in your ready room.” The computer answered, there was something strange about the computer recently but Reilly just put it down to the recent work done on it before the Molly incident.

Reilly went to the captain’s, His, ready room, standing inside was a woman! He looked slightly shocked. She saluted. “First Officer Scott reporting for duty sir!” She barked.

“Scott relax! This isn’t an Army ship; you don’t need to salute me!” Reilly said.

“But sir, in order to maintain efficiency the crew should always be in...” She began

“ ... Military condition and readiness. Blah, blah, blah. Regulations book, page 25 paragraph 18, I have read the book Scott, but this ship works better with the relaxed attitude of the crew, there are sometimes when the book has to be ignored.” He heard the shocked gasp of the First Officer, “Let me guess volunteer?” He said.

“No Sir, Army transfer!” Scott said.

“Army? I see, and you’re especially interested in ensuring that the cargo gets to its destination.” Reilly said.

“Yes sir, although I wasn’t supposed to reveal myself to the crew.” Scott said.

“So why are you telling me?” Reilly said.

“Because you’re not going to remember it!” Scott said and then grabbed Reilly, kissing him on his lips.

Reilly blacked out for a second, when he came to, he regarded his First Officer, “So you’re Scott? I’m sorry but we weren’t told that you were...” He gestured to the woman standing in front of him.

“Female sir, I’m sorry sir but I was just told to report, is this going to be a problem, I understand that there is a certain amount of sexual frustration on-board a freighter.” Scott said.

“Well it might have, but the crew have a release valve so to speak, we have a replicant sex model on board that is taking care of the crew. That won’t be a problem with you will it?” He asked,

Scott looked troubled for a moment, “A Replicant? Err, no sir it won’t be a problem.” She said.

“Mr. Scott” – it was still traditional for men and women of rank to be called Mister – “I do hope you’re not one of those who view replicants as an affront to human life?” He asked her.

“Sir, no sir!” She barked back.

“Relax Scott, this isn’t a regul ... atio ... n ship, we don’t stand on protocols, remember that, don’t expect the crew to jump to attention or to do everything immediately. We have a good crew and things get done! So don’t push them.” Reilly said wondering why the words seemed familiar to him.

“Yes Captain, permission to return to quarters.” Scott said.

“Of course First Officer, Oh, and welcome aboard.” Reilly said.

Milly had recorded everything of course but didn’t know what had happened; it seemed that Captain Reilly had forgotten the first part of the interview. She couldn’t see that there was a problem, but somewhere it registered as unusual so she should report it. But should she?

Molly was happy, she had new clothes and felt wanted by all the men on the ship, not just for the way she was able to coax the semen from their bodies, but on the occasions when they just wanted to hold her and cuddle her.

She had peeked at the new officer and wondered how she would react? Molly had a full range of actions programmed into her for pleasuring women; she licked her lips in anticipation.

Milly was now acting as her tutor, giving her information on the ship and its workings, Molly could get from one part of the ship to the other using the inspection tubes instead of the main passageways. She didn’t know why she needed to know this, but it was fun popping up where the crew last expected her.

Only the other day she managed to creep up on Lloyd and getting his jump-suit open enough to engulf his cock and to milk him of his life giving, to her anyway, sperm.

Milly had not taught her for nothing, Molly was on the books as a replacement crew in cases of incapacitation of any member of the crew, although Molly did hope that all the members of the crew would remain working!

But now Molly had a request passed on to her by Milly, Adams was feeling down as he couldn’t have seen her try on any of her new clothing, so she was now on her way to his quarters carrying a large bag of clothes.

She pressed the entry request button on the door, the door opened, and Molly walked in, “Hello Mr. Adams, I hear you’ve been soooooo loooneeeely without me!” Molly said in her little girl’s voice.

Adams watched as this vision of loveliness entered his quarters, ever since Molly had been aboard, officially of course, the crew had been taking more care over their quarters, they became more tidier and neater, almost naval standard.

Molly smiled at Adams, “Now I’ve got to change, why don’t you sit down and make yourself comfortable, I’ve got soooo many nice clothes to try on, do you want to see them?” She asked him.

Adams couldn’t speak, but only nodded. He watched entranced as Molly moved her hands to the zip on her jump-suit, she seemed to have trouble and she looked to Adams, “Oh, it’s stuck, can you help me Mr. Adams?” Molly asked lowering her eyes.

Adams couldn’t wait; he was off the bed and to Molly’s side in an instant, his hands on the metal zip, which moved smoothly down the guides! He looked at Molly accusingly.

“Oops! I guess it wasn’t broken after all!” Molly said covering her mouth, but her eyes were twinkling. “I suppose I’ve been a baaaddd girl?” She said.

Adam nodded, “Oh yes little one, you’ve been lying to me, I’ll punish you later, now get on with the show!” He watched her naked body as she turned around and put on a pair of white panties, put an old fashioned school skirt around her waist, then a starched white blouse, over her small breasts, she tied a piece of material around her throat – Adams found out later it was called a ‘tie’ and then she put a small hat on her head.

“Here I am daddy Adams, all ready for school. Do you want to teach me something?” Molly asked standing with her legs splayed out and her hands behind her back.

“You look very nice Molly, but isn’t it a bit tight?” Adams asked hoarsely.

Molly looked down at her clothing, “No, I don’t think so. Why does it look tight?” She asked walking towards him.

Adams pulled her close and ran his hands up underneath the skirt, “Well surely these are a bit tight against your skin?” He said as his hands rubbed over the front of the panties.

Molly allowed herself to get moist for him and she moaned, “Oh daddy Adams, you’re making me feel funny! What are you doing?” She asked him coltishly.

“Me? I’m not doing anything, maybe it is the tight panties, let me take them off.” He said moving his hands to hold on to the waistband.

“But daddy Adams, mummy told me not to let men do that, or they might want to do other things!” Molly said making to pull away from him, but his hands were holding her tightly, and then they moved downwards taking the panties down with them.

Before they were even down her legs Adams ran his hands back up Molly’s legs, feeling the smooth skin and then the slit where the legs joined, he laughed, “You know what darling, your mummy was right!” He said as he picked up the girl and threw her on to his bed, as he did so her panties flew off and she was now naked under her skirt.

Adams looked at the girl who was now gazing up at him, a touch of worry showing on her face as he began removing his jump-suit, his cock springing up as he looked at her. “Open your blouse Molly.” He said and watched as she did this.

“I shouldn’t do that; mummy said I shouldn’t undress in front of a man.” Molly said as her fingers undid the buttons on the blouse, she opened the front of it and stayed still.

Adams went down on to his knees and slowly raised the front of Molly’s skirt, showing her hairless mons and tiny slit. Molly moved her hands down to stop him – but not using any force – but Adams shook his head before he put his hands over her naked pussy.

“What else did mummy say you shouldn’t do?” He asked her.

Molly gave a small smile, but this was quickly hidden, “My mummy said that men liked to put their peters up inside girls where their legs were, and I wasn’t to let them otherwise I’d be a baaaad girrrl.” Molly said.

“Do you like being a good girl?” Adams asked.

“NO!“ Molly shouted and Adams lowered his body down on to the small form beneath him, feeling his cock nudging its way into her small slit, forcing it to part for him. And then he was in! Pushing faster into the body almost wanting to hurt her, but not to hurt her either!

Molly moaned and began to move back in counterpoint to his thrusts, it was amid his passion that she asked, “But what about the other clothes?”

“Fuck the other clothes, but later!” Adams said and began pounding away at his dream child.

Scott watched as a young girl knocked on a crewman’s door, she had a large bag in her hand. The door opened and the girl walked in. ‘that must be the pleasure unit’ Scott thought to herself and then went into her quarters to prepare for undocking.

This was a strange assignment, the equipment needed by the army was top secret, but for security reasons it was decided to use a private firm to deliver it and this freighter was the only one available.

The replicant being on board was a surprise, but then Scott was ready for most things. She had to contact her bosses to let them know what was happening, she activated her own communications system.

‘The ship is preparing to leave; the cargo is safely stored away.’ She reported.

‘Good, any problems with the crew?‘ came the reply,

‘No, I’ve had to contain the captain, he’s had a taste of my control ... however there is a replicant on board.’ She said.

‘A Replicant? Why would one be on board there?‘

‘It’s a sex unit and is probably just there to relieve the sexual tension of the crew. It’s designed as a small girl‘

‘Well that shouldn’t be a problem, just take care. Try to bring it under control.‘

‘Yes, sir. Any other orders?‘

‘No, just ensure that that the cargo arrives, it’s needed urgently. Control out!‘

Scott closed the channel and then changed into a jump-suit she then folded her clothes and hung them away tidily.

“First Office Scott, this is the ships computer.” Milly said in her computer voice.

“Go ahead.” Scott said shortly.

“I’ve detected a strange signal in this room; may I ask what you were doing?” The computer asked her.

“You will ignore any signals that originate in this room; you will not mention them to anyone. Override coding Bravo, bravo 287 authorisation Colonel Scott United Space Army.” Scott said.

Milly went silent for a moment as the override tried to take over her controls and then she said, “Command accepted Colonel, the signals to be ignored.” But she knew that Molly would be interested in them.

Scott nodded, she would have to deal with the computer if it interfered with her mission, but for now the overrides would be enough.

Scott then left her quarters and walked to the Bridge, as she passed the crew quarters she could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from one of them, she shook her head – ‘the Army had better control!’ She thought to herself.

Mid-shipman Lloyd nodded as he manoeuvred the freighter away from the docking post and using just the right amount of thrust to turn the freighter on to the course set.

Günter was checking the lines were clear and the flight plan had been given clearance when Scott entered she looked around and noted the actions.

“Mr. Lloyd report.” She said.

“One moment please Sir.” Lloyd said as he checked the heading for the second time.

“No Mr. Lloyd I said report and I want it now!” Scott said.

“Keep your knickers on! I’m rather busy at the moment, Sir!” Lloyd said annoyed that someone would disturb him at this critical time. He completed the check and ensured that everything was safe, he turned in his seat.

“Ship has now detached from docking port, course laid in for rendezvous with USAS Eisenhower in 4 days. Cargo shifted by .23 points and adjustment had to be made to ship to compensate. Shoddy loading by the Army people I suppose!” Lloyd said,

Scott was annoyed, “Mr. Lloyd I’d like to see you outside if you please!” She said in almost a hiss.

Lloyd raised his eyes to Günter, “Yes, sir.” He said and got up from his seat, “You have the watch Mr Günter.”

Günter nodded, “I have the watch sir.” He said but strained his ears to hear what was said.

As the door hissed shut Scott turned on Lloyd, “Just what did you mean by that remark Mr. Lloyd!”

“Sir?” Lloyd questioned not quite understanding.

“You know! Telling me, a superior officer, to keep my knickers on! You’re lucky you’re not on a charge!” She said angrily.