Wayward
Chapter 4

Copyright© 2013 by Justin Radically

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - The life on the Colony of Wayward. This is a continuation of lives of the people from In Loco Parentis.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/ft   Ma/mt   Consensual   BiSexual   Heterosexual   sci-fi adult story,sci-fi sex story,swarm cycle sci-fi story

Six weeks in a drab concubine barracks weighed on Kayla. With her sponsor dead in a battle, she had been trying to care for her daughter from Earth and his son, born on Borneo. Abby and Isaac deserved better than this. Jake cared; he just hadn't made provisions for any of his concubines. He was fifteen when he had selected her at a mall in Cleveland. Kayla watched him develop into a good young man who never understood his own mortality. He was one of those men who never thought to leave a will.

Jake had started turning into a father for Abby. He had set himself up in the role of big brother at first, but Jake was learning to be a dad. Abby was starting to pester him for hugs and night-night kisses. Jake ate it up. That was in the past.

Tribune Walesca had worked to try and place as many of the concubines as possible. The exchange-game, the habit of returning Navy personnel to switch out concubines they took on their deployment didn't seem to suggest a long-term solution. Kayla had trained one young man to be a father; that option would be her preference.

A civil service presentation offered an opportunity. Blunt and brutal, the proposal did give her a choice. She could choose to move to a new colony, become a prostitute and work out of a brothel, or stay, and hope to be picked up as an initial concubine.

Using her time at an access terminal, Kayla listed the pros and cons. The results were staggering. Remain here in limbo trying to find one sponsor who would take them or go to this Wayward Colony and fuck anyone that picked her out of a lineup.

The Wayward option held hidden enticements. The potential for a better life was presented on the FAQ part of the information screens. Her children would have access to a stable environment. Surrogate family groups with a male presence would be the norm. She would pick what male fathered her children from the Marines on site during her scheduled times. The concept of becoming a citizen of the colony was cautiously hinted at. As she understood it, she would have more rights than normal on the colony, but the Confederacy would still view her as property of the colony.

Abby had stopped asking where Jake was. The little girl had crawled into a virtual protective shell. Scrolling to the top of the screen, Kayla found the box to click and start the process of accepting her opportunity.

The display went blank. A new message flashed into existence. "Please report to the main office at the front of the facility, with any dependents, to formally accept." Kayla picked up Isaac; she held out her arm for Abby. Her daughter took her mom's hand and they walked to Tribune Walesca's outer office.


A week later, the Orion ferried about sixty concubines to a rendezvous with the Firefox. Two other Auroras waited at that point too. Within six hours, the Firefox was on her way. Once the other ships were full, they would follow. A Civil Service officer, who referred to the women collectively as companions, encouraged them to find and form family units. They would then be assigned a surrogate paternal unit. That speech lacked enthusiasm, emotion, or wit. The crewmember who gave the emergency lecture at least made them feel safe.

Sitting in the blue sector cafeteria, Kayla watched Abby playing with a few girls her age. In the three weeks that it would take the Foxfire to make the trip to Wayward, the women needed to form households. Kayla's five-year-old daughter Abby had narrowed the choices for her. Having a sibling her age, preferably a girl, would help to seal the deal. The average group needed to be at least four women. That would set each woman on a three-day rotation off from the brothel as whores. No, the term the Civil Service had used was companions. Other jobs in the colony would be available during downtime, or one could get a service job at the brothel-country club.

One difference was apparent from the start. It came down to the very clothes they wore. The shifts where not the ones she had first worn on her trip to Borneo. The color remained a drab gray. However, these little dresses made her feel sexy. Snug and custom fitted to each companion, her physical charms became emphasized, and as a result, her confidence seemed bolstered. At that moment, she was thinking about forming a family.

"Do you think it will work with us?" Maria, this group's spokesperson asked. Kayla took a good look. She realized then this would make a very ethnically diverse group. The Hindi woman Prema had approached her first. Their daughters Ragi and Abby had played together several times. Maria and Deidra each had a boy who was four. Maria also had a little girl almost two.

Jake had passed his caramel skin tone along to Isaac. Kayla was confident in getting along with these women. Deidra showed tremendous thoughtfulness by insisting that she have the AI provide each mother with an assessment of observed parenting and interpersonal skills of the others.

Based on the shared data, Kayla reached her decision. "I would be proud to join your family."

This produced what Kayla hoped would be a tradition of group hugs.

"Please follow the lines outside the cafeteria to pod Blue Thirteen B." The Foxfire AI sounded as if was a female from the upper crust of British society. "A surrogate father is awaiting your arrival."

"That seemed to be very quick," Maria quipped.

Deidra added a comment. "I was listening to some of the groups who left earlier. The colors and numbers didn't sound like they were in any order."

It took a few minutes to round up all the children. Once collected, the group exited the cafeteria. Turning right they followed the blue line.

Maria stopped. "What do you think our surrogate will look like?"

"I'm more interested in looking good again." Deidra expressed herself, sternly. "Petie was eighteen; he was a good boy but had a fucked sense of proportion." She patted her massive butt. "I've knocked Marines over when I've spun around quickly."

The companions were going to be allowed to change their appearance. The only stipulation made was that they make themselves alluring and sexy. All transformations would need approval.

Maria stopped and turned, looking back at her group. "We have more pressing things to deal with."

Prema playfully pushed Maria, who had slowed. "I've wanted bigger boobs since I was fifteen." Prema put her hands under the double 'I' breasts attached to her five foot-three frame. "I want to try 'Ds' but these things are as dangerous as Deidra's butt."

That brought about a list of complaints over male inspired enhancements. They continued down the corridor. Each step was punctuated with complaints followed by giggles.


Richard Meadows waited in pod Blue Thirteen B. He had requested placement with a group containing small children. He wanted to have time to fall for the kids before they left home. Surprisingly, this was one of the least sought postings. 'Some men must really fear diapers, ' he thought.

Flipping through a dossier, he studied his future job. Once a cop, always a cop, but on Wayward his assignment would depend more on counseling than on crime prevention. It made sense that his primary function would be to replace the present beat cops. Those officers were to be taking over security at the brothel. The women he would be living with would work at the brothel. Familiarity with these women could cause him to be over protective at best and counterproductive, jealous, or petty at worst. Right now, that was too much to ponder.

"Four companions are being assigned to this pod. They will arrive in less than seven minutes."

Richard became nervous. The sensation fit the absurdity of the moment. He quickly moved around the main room of the half-pod. They would be limited to the upper half of a pod for the trip. It was roomier than the barracks-style pods he and the other surrogates had traveled in to leave Earth.

Moving to the master bedroom, Richard quickly made the overly large bed. He had never used the other bed, but he smoothed out a few wrinkles. Walking through the nursery, he gave it the once over. A difference in light coming from one of the designated kids' rooms caused him to pause. Tan slowly blushed into a pinker hue and he hoped it signified that he would have daughters. From the blue in the adjoining room, there could be boys.

He had no control over the interior design of the pod. Supposedly, it was designed after a suite in some hotel in Squaw Valley. It sported every color on the palette as long as that palette was a wheat field. The living area's layout resembled a single level extra wide, mobile home. There were even neighbor's down stairs. Compared to the gray of the barracks pod though, he could live with it.

Richard was limited to what he was wearing. A tight, thin white polo shirt, stretched across his modified six-five frame. His thighs and butt held more muscle than he would have liked. At least the lightweight pants weren't 'painted on.' Yes, Mister Happy was larger; a lot larger. It had been made very clear that he would need to earn the right to exercise Mister Happy. He hadn't dated in twenty-five years. How would he, at forty-seven, relate to these young women? Might there be pity sex?


After entering the pod's main hatch, there was a right and a left door. The left door was marked 13B. Opening the door showed a room big enough for four adults. "This is the access to the upper level. Please take small children by the hand. You will need to briefly separate into two groups."

When the AI had finished, Deidra added, "Nothing about turning off electronic devices."

The boys and their moms went first. Kayla and Prema waited with the girls. Once the door reopened, they entered. The ride up on the disk took much less time than it had felt like while they waited.

 
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