The English Major's Patience

Dealing with the quirks of stubborn writers.

Below on this page is Part 7 of the science fiction story "The Fesarians".

As described in Part 6, Dani has returned to the Fesarius, but latent in the robot's positronic brain is Nyrtia's command to modify a Reality Change that is being engineered by Balok the bumpha. The femtozoan of Ahpos is being sent back from the future (where she is now living onboard the Fesarius) into a clone copy of herself in the past. 

Dani learns that a cloned copy of Ahpos lived on Earth in the 1900s (of the Ekcolir Reality). After becoming famous for her imaginative science fiction stories, Sopha Unthyr became the editor of a science fiction magazine called Rational Wonder Stories, and she hired young writers like Isaac Asimov with the goal of improving the quality of writing in science fiction stories. 

At the time of the required transfer of Ahpos' femtozoan into the Phari endosymbiont of Sopha, Sopah is working in collaboration with writers such as Isaac Asimov to publish the first several issues of the new magazine, but they do not agree on the direction and tone of the magazine. Sopha graduated from college with a degree in English literature and she wants to recruit some trained writers who would work collaboratively with nerds like Asimov to craft better science fiction tales for publication in Rational Wonder Stories.

One of the early stories published in Rational Wonder Stories was written by Phyly Tinqur. That story included the idea of "chromosome plasm". Upon seeing that story title in big yellow letters on the cover of his new magazine, Asimov goes ballistic and hires a scientist to proof-read all stories before publication. The arguments between the two "editors" lead to a real test of the English Major's patience. This conflict threatens to destroy Rational Wonder Stories, but just then, a copy of the femtozoan of Ahpos arrives from the future.

a replicoid copy of Tyhry
with tryp'At anatomical features

Part 7 of "The Fesarians" (below) begins in the Final Reality at a time when Rylla is trying to discover chemical substances that can be used to improve human telepathic communication. This is at a time after the events depicted in Vythoth the Chresmoscopist and "D*", a point in time when Rylla and Tyhry have learned how to make use of artificial sex hormones so as to allow them to share long-lasting orgasm trances. 

Tyhry has programmable nanites to allow her body to change her body form and she can shape her self as a conventional human of Earth or take on one or all of her natural tryp'At physical features, including a second row of breasts and a penis. The image shown to the right illustrates a replicoid copy of Tyhry who is actively breast feeding children and whose second row of breasts has enlarged and is producing large amounts of the sex hormone oxypathin. In Part 7 of "The Fesarians" (below), Tyhry has never been pregnant and her two lower breasts are quite small and easy to hide under tight-fitting clothing. 

Also, taking full advantage of her nanite-programming skills and Felydyan infites, Tyhry has recently learned how to telepathically link her mind to her sister Rylla and shield her telepathic mind from other telepaths, including one of her clone copies in the Ekcolir Reality...

Part 7 of The Fesarians (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)  

Rylla in her peptide research laboratory.

Rylla had worked a long session in her peptide chemistry laboratory and after eating dinner she was eager to relax, which for her meant experimenting with one of her chemically modified human sex hormones. Rylla got into bed with her favorite sex toys and she was already feeling the effects of the dose of klytykinin-3T that she had taken with her meal. Just then, Rylla's phone rang and she reached to the night table and picked up the phone and asked, "Tyhry, how do you always find the least convenient time to call?"

Tyhry replied, "I need to talk. Daddy and I have made a startling discovery."

Rylla slid a vibrator into her hot wet vagina and sighed. She whispered, "That's the spot."

Tyhry asked, "Are you masturbating?"

Rylla said, "I'm trying to."

"Another peptide experiment?"

"Yes. Hopefully this version of klytykinin will last even longer."

Tyhry knew the goal of Rylla's experiments. They hoped to find a way to permanently amplify their telepathic abilities and that required that they continually be in a state of sexual excitement. Rylla's record for a sustained orgasm trance was twenty three minutes, about the half-life of the most stable active variant of klytykinin that she had synthesized.

"Well, let me get in bed. Which vibrator are you using?"

Rylla was vigorously sliding her vibrator that she called 'Hippo' in and out of her quivering vagina. "Hippo has me about ready to ignite." She stopped just short of achieving an orgasm and added, "I'll wait for you to catch up. Look at this." She transmitted to Tyhry a view of her erect nipples, the two lower of which were dribbling a pink fluid rich in another hormone, oxypathin. Rylla rubbed her nipples and then licked some of the oxypathin off of her finger tips.

klytykinin-2B cream.

Tyhry took a huge dose of klytykinin-2B and washed it down with some oxypathin and then coated her favorite vibrator with a klytykinin-2B cream and then pushed the big vibrator into her tight rear vagina. Tyhry's allzaurish tingled and her penis sprang erect and slid out of its pocket in her abdomen. Then Tyhry pointed the camera of her phone at her erection and told Rylla, "I wish I could get inside you right now." Tyhry began stroking the shaft of her penis with the rich oily cream that contained klytykinin-2B.

Rylla said, "My word, how big are you going to grow your penis?"

Tyhry replied, "After so many years of having Anthony as a lover, Marda really likes a huge penis, so I keep growing mine larger in an attempt to satisfy Marda's desires."

Rylla watched as Tyhry manually stimulated her erection and asked, "So, what is your other big news?"

Tyhry was close to having an orgasm so she let go of her penis and began playing with her two lower nipples, coaxing them to release some oxypathin-rich fluid. "I found another one of my clones in the Ekcolir Reality... this one is a science fiction magazine editor. Did you ever hear of Rational Wonder Stories?"

"Of course. That was one of the magazines that published stories written by Isaac Asimov in the Ekcolir Reality. The rumor was that Asimov bought access to that journal so that he could get published. " Rylla set down her phone so that she could pleasure herself with both hands. She continued speaking, "I'm going to guess that you are talking about Sopha Unthyr, the first editor of Rational Wonder Stories.

Tyhry licked up some of her oxypathin-rich secretion that was now dribbling from her nipples and asked, "How did you know?"

Rational Wonder Stories

"I didn't know, but that was an educated guess. Not much is known about Sopha. She only lasted about a year as a magazine editor before being replaced. Actually, she is often blamed for Asimov terminating his story writing in that Reality and focusing on his career as a scientist." Rylla put a finger tip on the stiff glans of her clitoris and that triggered her orgasm. She gasped and Tyhry quickly grabbed her erection and soon joined Rylla in a shared orgasm trance. Now connected by a long-distance telepathic linkage, Rylla could see someone in Tyhry's thoughts, a dark-haired man who Tyhry was fantasizing about. For a moment, Rylla enjoyed sharing Tyhry's fantasy and she imagined that she could feel the man's hot erection inside herself. Rylla telepathically asked Tyhry: Who is he?

Tyhry was almost incoherently lost in the sweep of their shared orgasm trance, but the rather embarrassed thought was there for Rylla to receive: He's the young Issac Asimov. I met him recently in the Ekcolir Reality Simulation and he owes me an orgasm.

Rylla could sense that sexual encounter with Asimov was more than just Tyhry's fantasy. Rylla could see the details of a future sexplay session in Tyhry's mind... apparently having reached Tyhry by way of the Sedron Time Stream.

_____

Having just been introduced to Sopha, Tyhry and Eddy were back home and discussing their recent excursion to New York of the Ekcolir Reality. Tyhry asked her father, "What did you learn from Sopha? I was distracted by Asimov."

 Eddy said, "You are as bad as Zeta. I can't believe that you had sex with Asimov in a restaurant."

Tyhry complained, "I did not even get an orgasm, but Asimov seemed satisfied. And by the way, I liked the sweet taste of his ejaculate. He has klytykinin in his semen."

The Preland chest pouch.

"Of course he does. He's one of the Fixed Points in Time, apparently originating as a Preland of the First Reality." Eddy allowed himself to telepathically link to Zeta for a minute as she achieved another orgasm. Then blocking himself off from Zeta's orgasm trance, Eddy said, "Sopha's science fiction novel, 'The Mosy Saga', described the death of a man named Mosy. It was murder. An alien Interventionist was sent to Earth, specifically to kill Mosy."

Tyhry shook her head. "I think of alien Interventions as being more subtle than that, but I can confirm the truth behind Sopha's story. Systolina and I recently Viewed the death of Mosy."

"What? That can't be coincidental." Such a confluence of events had Eddy suspecting that Manny was again manipulating them and pushing them towards some unknown goal. Eddy continued, "Sopha believes that it was Grendel who killed Mosy. At least that's how she described it in her novel."

Tyhry described what she had seen while Viewing the death of Mosy. "It was a copy of Systolina there with him at the time of Mosy's death. I did not get to investigate further because Systolina freaked out. I thought her positronic brain was going to melt."

"What! That can't be..." Eddy thought about it. "...unless it was a replicoid copy of Systolina, brought from the Asimov Reality into the Ekcolir Reality." Eddy added, "Positronic brains don't melt."

Tyhry suggested, "Or Nyrtia could have made a new copy of Systolina in the Ekcolir Reality, just as Manny has deployed multiple copies of me in three different Realities."

Eddy was struggling with his semi-erect penis that was trapped inside his pants. Finally he gave up and told Tyhry, "I'm going to go play with Zeta." He went and found Zeta, took her out of the embrace of Anthony the probot and took Zeta to their bedroom. Tyhry was tempted to have a sexplay session with Anthony, but she had telepathically sensed something very odd in Sopha's mind. Tyhry dialed the Reality Simulation targeting system ahead to a point in time after the founding of Rational Wonder Stories and then she returned into the Ekcolir Reality Simulation of New York.

The Nyrtia Intervention.

Passing through the portal of the Reality Simulation System, Tyhry exited from the Final Reality and arrived inside the new offices of Rational Wonder Stories where she immediately filled out a job application form. Tyhry was using her facial nanites to disguise her face, but she kept her tryp'At body form which allowed her to continually have a tingling erection. She used her programmable nanites to generate clothing that hid two small lower breasts tightly bound up and flattened out while continuously vibrating and stimulating the nipples. That kept the secretory glands in her two lower breasts making oxypathin which entered into her blood stream and maximally stimulated her telepathic mind to its peak performance. Tyhry was worried that she would not be viewed by Sopha as being qualified to be her assistant, so while filling out the jab application form, Tyhry sent a swarm of her nanites into Sopha's body where they began releasing one of Rylla's potent artificial sex hormones. 

Tyhry also used her programmable nanites to block Sopha's zeptite endosymbiont from synchronizing Sopha's telepathic mind pattern with Tyhry's very similar mind pattern. This completely prevented Sopha from telepathically sensing Tyhry's telepathic mind. Tyhry felt sorry Sopha who had grown up without anyone with whom she could share a telepathic linkage, but Tyhry could sense the Ahpos femtozoan component of her mind. Tyhry suddenly realized why Sopha's mind was so unusual: Sopha has two femtozoans!  Ahpos had grown up on Tar'tron within a community of tryp'At. Now Tyhry was surprised to find herself in telepathic communication with the Ahpos femtozoan which, realizing that it could not hide from Tyhry, now said: Strange that you have no femtozoan.

Tyhry told the Ahpos femtozoan: In the Final Reality, it is possible to extract a person's femtozoan from their Pahri endosymbiont. I transferred my femtozoan into a copy of me, a little girl name Tyna who needed some helpful guidance.

As an hermaphroditic human-tryp'At hybrid, Sopha was very horny most of the time, but she only occasional found a lover who could tolerate her intense sexual drive for even a short period of time. Sopha typically spent several hours a day masturbating in order to blunt her intense sexual desires. When Tyhry was done filling out the form, the office receptionist for Rational Wonder Stories told Tyhry to take her job application form into Sopha's office.

Anti-gravity.

While absently stroking one of her erect nipples through the thin silky fabric of her shirt, Sopha looked at Tyhry's application and asked Tyhry, "What kind of a name is Tyhry?"

Tyhry was impressed by the size of Sopha's erect nipples and she wondered if she had put too much klytykinin into Sopha's body. She replied, "My family had ancestors in the Trypat tribe."

"Never heard of them. Is that one of the west Asian tribes?"

Tyhry said, "Close enough."

The Ahpos femtozoan told Tyhry: I've never seen Sopha so sexually aroused.

Sopha dropped the job application form onto the surface of her cluttered desk and said, "I don't know how you got here so quickly. I only just phoned in the help wanted ad to the Daily News. But I'm really in need of help." She gestured towards her cluttered desk. "If you start today, I'll pay you 225 a week."

Tyhry said, "Fine." She started picking up and looking into the file folders that were scattered across the desk. "What do you want me to do?" Sopha was looking at Tyhry's beautiful young body and told herself: I'd like you to get between my legs and suck the throbbing glans of my clitoris. That thought of Sopha's caused Tyhry to giggle. Tyhry was able to telepathically examine the upper layer of Sopha's language-like thoughts and Tyhry was quite aware of how horny Sopha was at that moment.

Sopha asked, "What's funny?"

Tyhry said, "I just remembered something funny... in one of Asimov's stories. To tell you the truth, I'm hoping to get to meet Asimov by taking this job."

Sopha had the strange sensation that Tyhry was lying to her. Sopha glanced back and forth between the job application form and Tyhry's sexy body. She tried to keep her thoughts on business and stop herself from fantasizing about engaging in sexplay with her new employee. "I have a magazine to get published. I don't have time to deal with all of the correspondence." 

Tyhry in New York.

Sopha took Tyhry by the hand and led her to the  neighboring office. Now touching Tyhry, Sopha felt a sudden rush of passion and her vagina was dripping wet with silky secretions that dribbled down her thighs. Tyhry could telepathically sense Sopha's emotions and the fire in her lustful inner thoughts.

Sopha pointed at a desk that was heaped with unopened mail. "Start working through the mail. The first issue of Rational Wonder Stories really excited science fiction fans. In among the fan mail you will find some new submissions of science fiction stories or requests for advances from writers. Make a list of all the story submissions and writers who express interest in writing for Rational Wonder Stories. Carefully file the story manuscripts alphabetically by author so that I can find the ones I want to read." She nodded towards the row of filing cabinets along the wall and then looked at Tyhry and saw that the girl's nipples were now also erect. Sopha reached out and stroked one of Tyhry's cute little nipples where it pressed outwards against the silky fabric of her shirt. "And stop distracting me with your cute nipples. I have work to do." Sopha turned away from Tyhry and returned to her office and masturbated for more than an hour before she could once again return to her work.

During that hour, Tyhry had used the Reality Simulator to make a Simulation fork of her office. She also generated five new replicoid copies of herself. Those five Tyhry's sorted through the heaps of mail and did the filing. The fork ran at an accelerated rate and all the work was done before an hour had  passsed inside the main Simulation of New York. Then the replicoids quickly carried the filing cabinets from the fork through the portal to the other Simulation and then hauled away the duplicate filing cabinets.

When Tyhry sensed that Sopha was ready to get back to work, she went into Sopha's office and handed her a list of names. "Here is the list of authors and manuscripts. What do you want me to do next?" She suggested, "I could clean off your desk."

The Fru'wu reach Earth.

 Getting started cleaning the desk, Tyhry picked up the vibrator that Sopha had left out on the desk top and placed it in the drawer with the rest of Sopha's sex toys.

Amazed that Tyhry had so efficiently completed the list of manuscripts, Sopha stepped into Tyhry's office and opened up the filing cabinet that was labeled A-G. She demanded, "How did you do that nasty job so quickly?"

Tyhry giggled and replied, "I'm a magician." She handed Sopha what she thought was the most interesting of the story manuscripts that had been submitted to Rational Wonder Stories. Tyhry told Sopha, "Why don't you go to Cal Bistro and read this story while you eat lunch. I'll organize that mess of papers and file folders in your office."

Sopha shook her head. "Don't touch anything in my office! I know where to find everything. If you clean up then I wont be able to function."

Tyhry hugged Sopha and whispered in her ear, "You've been working too hard. I'll organize your office and I'll arrange things logically so that every item can be easily found."

Tyhry had put some near truths into her job application, such as listing her college degree as "Programming". Sopha had expected to hire a fine arts major as an office secretary, not a science nerd. Tyhry's infites were at work inside Sopha, pushing her to feel hungry, horny and willing to trust Tyhry. Sopha told Tyhry, "You science geeks think logic is the answer, but in publishing there is only chaos." Sopha took the new science fiction story manuscript from Tyhry and went off to Cal Bistro.

_________

Isaac Asimov in the Ekcolir Reality.

A week later, Tyhry had the Rational Wonder Stories office organized and working like a well-oiled machine. Tyhry had provided Sopha with a set of infites that allowed Sopha to understand Tyhry's organizational system and where Tyhry had placed all of the manuscripts and documents that had been cluttering up Sopha's desk.

Tyhry was engaged in a long drawn out process of endlessly questioning the Ahpos femtozoan about its place of origin. Tyhry had only been able to determine that the femtozoan was from the future. Tyhry wanted to identify how far in the future, but she had developed the suspicion that Ahpos was another one of her copies who existed in the far future, in the part of the Ekcolir Reality timeline that was not accessible by way of the Reality Simulation System. 

Sopha had the second issue of Rational Wonder Stories ready to go to the printer. Manuscripts continued to pour in from all around the world. Word was out that this new science fiction magazine was unique and poised to take the science fiction genre to a new level of literary quality. 

And then one day, Tyhry finally got to see Asimov again, but this was another run of the Simulation in which Asimov had never previously met Tyhry. Asimov was only briefly in the office that day, then Sopha took Asimov out to lunch. On their way out of the building, Tyhry could continue to follow Sopha's thoughts. She "heard" Asimov ask, "Is she your sister?" Asimov had been impressed by the fact that Tyhry was as tall as Sopha. Sopha was the tallest woman that Asimov had ever met.

Sopha replied, "Tyhry? No, she's just a girl I hired as my assistant."

Then as the distance between them increased, Tyhry's telepathic connection to Sopha faded away. Such a one-way telepathic linkages could only be sustained across very short distances.

Nyrtia's secret agent.

Asimov did not return to the offices of Rational Wonder Stories until later that month. That was right after the second issue of Rational Wonder Stories was already in the bookstores. It was early and Sopha had not yet arrived to start her work day. Tyhry and a new hire, Phyly Tinqur, were already at work. Phyly was managing the Rational Wonder Stories subscriptions that had begun to arrive in a steadily increasing stream after the first issue had been published. Tyhry had carefully scanned the timeline of the Ekcolir Reality and was waiting for Asimov's arrival with great anticipation, so she was not surprised when Phyly stuck her head into Tyhry's office and said, "Asimov is here. He is demanding to see Sopha. What should I do?"

Tyhry popped out of her chair and replied, "Do your job. I'll entertain our guests."

Asimov had arrived with a pretty young woman who Tyhry knew to be a recent graduate of N.Y.U. with a Ph.D. in Biochemistry; her name was Fendy Malentyr and Tyhry had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of Fendy at the offices of Rational Wonder Stories. In fact, it was the opportunity to meet Phyly and Fendy that had been the main reason for Tyhry infiltrating herself into the offices of Rational Wonder Stories. Viewing their work for Rational Wonder Stories had made Tyhry suspect that one or both of them was also an Interventionist agent. Tyhry thought that Phyly and Fendy were both exceptionally lovely and she fantasized about getting one or both of them in bed for some hot sexplay. Tyhry entered the outer office and said, "Welcome, Dr. Asimov." She turned towards Malentyr and asked, "And a guest?" Tyhry wasted no time and sent a swarm of her nanites into Fendy's sexy body.

Asimov explained, "This is Fendy Malentyr." Asimov took Tyhry's hand in his. "And I don't believe that we've ever been introduced."

"I'm Tyhry, Sopha's clerical assistant." She shook Asimov's hand then yanked her hand away from him and took hold of Fendy's hand and said to her, "A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Tyhry gave Malentyr a wink and squeezed her hand warmly. Tyhry's nanites were already inserting potent sex hormones into Fendy's body and Tyhry watched the girl's breasts carefully as Fendy's nipples became erect and began to jut outward to accent the contours of her cute little breasts.

Fendy Malentyr training
for a mission on Earth.

Just then, Sopha arrived and soon Sopha, Asimov and Malentyr were in Sopha's office behind a closed door. Still, Tyhry could telpathically follow Sopha's thoughts and she had previously viewed a version of the conversation by means of the Reality Simulation System. While the events in this fork of the Ekcolir Reality were already diverging somewhat due to Tyhry's presence there, this meeting was unfolding essentially as it has in the original timeline of the Ekcolir Reality. Further, all of Asimov's words came booming through the wall that separated Sopha's office from Tyhry's office.

Asimov threw a copy of the second issue of Rational Wonder Stories at Sopha. It bounced off of her and landed on her desk. "What the hell is this crap? 'Chromosome Plasm'? And on the damned cover?"

Sopha had never previously seen Asimov in a such a bad mood. She sat down behind her desk and picked up the magazine. "I liked that story. In fact, part 2 is going to be in the next issue."

Asimov said, "Fendy will edit part 2. Maybe we can salvage something from this debacle."

Sopha looked dubiously at Fendy's fresh young face and the girl's erect nipples that pressed outwards against the confines of her tight-fitting shirt. Sopha licked her lips and began fantasizing about a sexplay session with Fendy. In the Ekcolir Reality, sexual dalliances between women were a major component of the social system. Asimov added, "Fendy will make sure that there are no more scientifically absurd stories in Rational Wonder Stories."

Without taking her eyes off of the delightfully pretty Fendy, Sopha asked Asimov, "You are hiring staff now?" Looking at Fendy's sweet and innocent face, Sopha could not really imagine the girl as representing a threat to her career.

Chromosome Plasm

Asimov shook his head. "No, I don't want to deal in management of the operation. Rational Wonder Stories needs you at the helm, but from now on, Fendy will read every story before it is published and fix science content problems like those in 'Chromosome Plasm'."

Sopha asked innocently, "Tell me, what's wrong with 'Chromosome Plasm'? It is very well written, far better than most science fiction stories."

Asimov said, "The phrase 'chromosome plasm' is not right, not what I want to see in Rational Wonder Stories."

 Malentyr said, "The phrase 'chromosome plasm' is not even wrong." Sopha was gazing at Fendy's pretty face and fantasizing about kissing her cute lips. Malentyr added, "The term 'chromosome plasm' is scientific nonsense."

Asimov added, "This is the sort of travesty that comes from English majors writing science fiction!"

Fendy giggled and told Sopha, "Isaac can't stand it when his scientist friends chide him about publishing scientific silliness."

Asimov reminded Fendy, "You are a scientist, too. I expect you to have some pride and help defend the science fiction genre against non-scientific barbarians!"

 Fendy giggled again and fondled one of her breasts, stimulating her own rock-hard erect nipple. She said, "Calm down Isaac. Don't let your pet peeve distort your sense of proportion." Fendy told Sopha, "Isaac told me he liked the story 'Chromosome Plasm', just not the author's obvious ignorance of science." Then again speaking to Asimov, "I'll have to train these silly English majors how to write scientifically plausible stories."

Sopha was enjoying the sight of Fendy's cute breasts and fantasizing about getting the girl into bed for a sexplay session, but now she said, "Silly?" Sopha bristled, "I'm an English major."

Asimov nodded. "Sopha, do not get defensive. I need you for your language and writing skills, but I won't have Rational Wonder Stories turned into spigot with an endless running stream of scientific gibberish. Fendy will make sure that the magazine meets my standards of scientific integrity. From now on, Fendy is assistant editor and you two are going to learn how to work efficiently as partners."

Sopha briefly thought about the huge financial endowment that had come from Asimov and allowed Rational Wonder Stories to launch. She wondered how Asimov had obtained so much cash, but then, as always, her thoughts slipped away from that simple question. Sopha again let her eyes feast on the delicious beauty of Fendy and she muttered, "I'm eager to be her partner." 

Fendy winked at Sopha, taking her meaning. She said, "I can start today. I need to see a copy of part 2 of 'Chromosome Plasm'."

Proof corrections.

Sopha complained, "But part 2 has already been proofed and sent for printing."

Asimov said, "As long as the printing has not yet started, it is not too late to correct the story. Fendy will edit the proofs today. There will be no significant delay in publication." Asimov turned towards the door. "I'll let you two get started... I have a chemistry exam that I must take today." Asimov departed from Sopha's office and found Tyhry in her office. Asimov could sense that Tyhry had been listening to him while he had chewed out Sopha. He sat on the edge of her desk and said, "I can't get over how much you look like Sopha... you are both so tall and slender..." Asimov was raking his eyes up and down Tyhry's beautiful body which was artfully displayed by Ekcolitr Reality fashions.

Tyhry ran her fingers through her hair, which she had changed to red just that morning in the hope of catching Asimov's eye. "Do you really think so?" Suspecting that Asimov was going to ask her to do something impossible, Tyhry sent some of her behavioral management infites into Asimov's body.

Asimov reached out and gently stroked Tyhry's beautiful hair where it cascaded over her shoulder. "It is not your head, it is your body. I think you two are exactly the same height."

"You may be right, Isaac." Now Tyhry regretted not having altered her height for this visit inside the New York Simulation. "May I call you Isaac?"

"You can call me whatever you like. And whenever you like. I like you." With Tyhry's nanites at work and now loading his body with potent artificial sex hormones, Asimov was rapidly growing quite sexually aroused. He looked at the neat piles of papers on Tyhry's desk. "What exactly do you do for Sopha?"

"Anything that needs doing, but you met Phyly... she now handles subscriptions, so mercifully that monkey is off my back. I mostly sort through the incoming manuscripts."

Tyhry: Mission in New York.

Asimov nodded and quipped. "I'd like Phyly to handle my... subscription... she's a real cutie and not so intimidating as a tall girl like you. And I want to discuss your role in processing the manuscripts that are selected for publication. Send them all on to Fendy for editing. I want you to loose the manuscripts that have really stupid stories... fantasy crap. Don't even let Sopha see those."

Tyhry was watching Asimov's erection that had boiled up inside his pants under the stimulatory influence of klytykinin-2B. Tyhry giggled. "Come again?"

Asimov now closed the door and sat down in Tyhry's chair and pulled her into his lap. "I'd love a quick sexplay session with you, Tyhry, but this is business. Serious business."

Tyhry could feel that Asimov had a very serious stiffening of his penis inside his pants. She rubbed his penis with one hand. Tyhry interpreted Asimov's erection as proof that he really did want to engage in sexplay with Tyhry and, she reasoned, he did owe her an orgasm. Tyhry decided to make Asimov's wish come true. She tried to judge if the swarm of nanites she had sent into Asimov had been given enough time to effectively prime his body with the potent sex hormone klytykinin-2B. Where his inhibitions now completely relaxed? Tyhry had become obsessed with the mystery of how Asimov had been able to fund the magazine Rational Wonder Stories. The solution to that mystery seemed to be accessible through his sexual desires. Tyhry confidently told herself: the way to a man's secrets is through his penis. Tyhry sighed and relaxed, leaning against Asimov's warm body. She fondled his erection and said, "I like the feel of this." She winked at Asimov.

Asimov was struggling to keep his mind on guiding Rational Wonder Stories to a successful future. Trying to push away tempting thoughts of sexplay with Tyhry, he said, "Don't distract me, young lady. You owe your job to me, so show some respect... pretend I'm an old man like your father." Even while halfheartedly asking Tyhry to control herself, Asimov could not resist touching Tyhry's amazingly soft and sparkling hair. "Tell me... what's your background? I tried to investigate you, but I got nowhere."

Tyhry's tryp'At anatomy.

Tyhry was pleased that Asimov was so distracted by her nanite-generated hair... there was a chance that he would ignore her unusual features like her pointed ears that were hidden under her dancing golden hair and her second row of small breasts. She had gone into the Ekcolir Reality Simulation with those anatomical features, hoping to attract the telepathic agent who she suspected had been planted in New York by Nyrtia. Tyhry told Asimov the lies that she had put on her job application, "I'm from West Asia... a little island near Crete. I have a B.S. in Computer Engineering." She now had both of her hands resting on Asimov's penis and one of her erect nipples was almost touching Asimov's face.

Now under the full influence of the carefully designed and potent sex hormone that had been inserted into his body by Tyhry, Asimov was not feeling at all fatherly. He placed a tender kiss on Tyhry's cute nipple and said, "Excellent, then you know scientific nonsense when you see it! When you get your hands-" He placed one of his hands on top of her hands where they were stroking his erection. "... on a manuscript that is full of nonsensical fantasy and meaningless pseudo-scientific jargon, just throw it in the trash." Asimov now placed his two hands on Tyhry's slim waist and he could feel the nanite-generated elastic band that was constraining her two lower breasts and hiding their existence from casual observation. He chuckled and asked, "You're wearing a girdle?"

Tyhry did not want to reveal her tryp'At anatomical features to Asimov. She was wearing snug panties that prevented her tyrp'At style penis from emerging from its pocket in her abdomen. She shrugged, "It's true. I try to hide the fat of my abdomen." However, Tyhry was now quite sexually excited and was struggling to keep her penis from popping out of its abdominal sheath.

Sopha

Asimov laughed. Tyhry's body and limbs looked taught and slim. Asimov asked with dismay, "Fat? I suspect that you only have two ounces of fat in your entire body and they are in your cute little breasts."

Tyhry wiggled her bottom against Asimov. "I have some fat lower down, too."

"You do have a cute bottom, but I suspect it is all muscle... I've never seen it jiggle... exactly like Sopha's amazing ass." Asimov licked his lips. "Maybe some day you will invite me to make a close inspection of your lovely body."

Tyhry said, "You are very sweet, Isaac, but it will do you no good to kiss my nipples and press your erection between my legs. I can't hide any of the submitted manuscripts from Sopha. She knows many of the writers... talks to them on the phone. She'd soon find out what was happening if I hid some of the new manuscripts that we receive."

Asimov sighed. "I suppose you are right. Still, do what you can to prevent any more garbage science like what was in 'Chromosome Plasm' from getting printed in Rational Wonder Stories."

Tyhry nodded. "I'll help Malentyr get settled in. I can be her assistant, too."

Fendy

Asimov asked, "Do you know Fendy? By the way, I've appointed her as assistant editor."

Tyhry realized that she had never been introduced to Fendy and she asked herself: Will I have to restart this Simulation? "Yes, I know, your voice carries through these thin office walls."

Tyhry tried to recover from her telepathy blunder by further sexually distracting Asimov. What she really wanted was to synapex link herself to Asimov, but he was no fool and a synapex link would leave her mind open to his. "I agree with your opinion about Phyly... she's a real cutie, as is Malentyr. Thank you for bring her here... she is a delightful addition to the office! I'd like to assist her into my bed. However, I don't really know how we are going to get any work done around here if you and Sopha keep hiring these gorgeous workers."

Asimov laughed. "I'm all in favor of happy employees. I know you can handle it... you can't be engaged in sexplay 24 hours a day, can you?"

"Of course I can... handle it." Tyhry patted his penis one more time and then got off of Asimov's lap and opened his pants. She took hold of his semi-erect penis and said, "Sorry about teasing you for so long. It must have been painful to have this pretty erection trapped in your pants." She took his hot erection in her mouth. 

Asimov reached up under Tyhry's skirt and slid two fingers into her hot wet vagina. He put a thumb on the stiff glans of her clitoris and said, "My, you have a giant clitoris!"

Tyhry took her mouth off of his erection and said, "Its nice of you to notice. I'm sure you've known other girls who have used androgens to enlarge their clitoris." That was a fairly common practice among young women in the Ekcolir Reality. Tyhry then continued sucking on the tip of Asimov's penis and stroking the shaft of his erection. She used her nanites to continue loading up Asimov's body with the sex hormone and now she was applying klytykinin directly to the sensitive skin of he penis.

In the future.

With the tip of his penis tingling, Asimov said, "Glory be! You are a real expert with your tongue." Asimov soon began ejaculating and Tyhry swallowed all of the hot semen. Tyhry was also monitoring Sopha's thoughts and knew that her boss was just about done discussing the contents of the next issue of Rational Wonder Stories with Fendy. Asimov was manually stimulating the tip of her erect penis which he imagines was her clitoris and Tyhry achieved a nice orgasm, but time was short. "Thank you for that orgasm, Isaac, the first of many that you give me, I hope." As quickly as possible, Tyhry had Asimov's penis back in his pants and she sent Asimov out of her office and on his way back to his studying for his chemistry examination, all with only a minute to spare. During her orgasm, Tyhry had experienced a vision of a future time when she would be able to explain her tryp'At anatomy to Asimov, but that was for another day. Also jumbled into that future vision of Asimov was a view of Fendy's lovely naked body.

Tyhry and Fendy.

Sopha led Malentyr into Tyhry's office. Sopha told Tyhry, "Fendy is our new assistant editor. Take her down to the printer's shop so she can correct the proofs for the next issue."

Tyhry's penis was erect and pushing to emerge from her abdomen. She now unleashed all of her tools of seduction on Fendy, hoping to befuddle the girl and start the process of learning her mind pattern. Walking rather gingerly, she took hold of Fendy's hand and told Sopha, "Right away." Tyhry quickly led Fendy out of the office and onto the street outside. She asked Fendy, "Do you have a car? I use the subway."

Fendy now seemed fully under the influence of the sex hormones that Tyhry's naites had inserted into her body. Fendy was acting amazingly horny and sexually attracted to Tyhry. Fendy squeezed Tyhry's hand and lifted her other arm to wave down a passing cab. "I do have a car, but I took the train into town."

Inside the back seat of the cab, Fendy commented, "You have very cute nipples, Tyhry. Just the sight of them is assisting me in getting very horny. Do you have this effect on everyone?"

Tyhry was still sexually aroused after her sexplay with Asimov and for weeks she had been eagerly awaiting the chance to get intimate with the very sexy Fendy. Feeling quite sexually aroused and being in need or a penile orgasm or two, Tyhry reached out a hand and stroked Fendy's left breast and said, "I'm glad you like my little nipples. Yours have my complete attention." 

Now Fendy chose to reveal her nipples. She seductively pulled down the low top of her dress, exposing her breasts. Tyhry immediately began sucking on one of Fendy's erect nipples and she felt her penis swell up with blood and achieve its maximum size inside her abdomen. Enjoying the feel of Tyhry's hot tongue, Fendy said, "I think I'm going to like my new job, although I may have gotten off on the wrong foot with Sopha."

Tyhry pulled her lips off of Fendy's nipple and said, "I was hired as Sopha's assistant. I've learned that she can be persnickety, but she can be maneuvered towards a goal. However, Isaac asked me to also assist you." She paused to kiss both of Fendy's nipples then added, "I'll even help you with your job."

Fendy laughed, "When you touch me, I almost can..."

Tyhry stroked Fendy's breast. "What?"

For an instant, Tyhry felt that she had a weak telepathic connection to Fendy. Now, Tyhry immediately took precautions to hide her telepathic mind from Fendy. Frustratingly, that suggestion of a link to Fendy's telepathic mind slipped away from Tyhry's consciousness just as quickly as it had arrived. Fendy leaned over and kissed Tyhry on the mouth and then slipped her hot tongue inside Tyhry's mouth.

The cab driver asked, "Hey, am I going to have to come back there and join you two?"

Fendy turned her head to look at the driver and Tyhry said, "Sadly, we have work to do today. Swing by later to pick us up from the printer's and maybe we can have a three-way." Tyhry felt that she had detected the mind pattern of a robot and she wondered: Is Fendy one of Nyrtia's secret agents? Or was it the cab driver whose telepathic mind Tyhry had detected?

Next:  Part 8 of "The Fesarians".

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The Mosy Intervention.

 Below on this blog page is Part 6 of my science fiction story "The Fesarians". The first five parts of the story were written in 2024, then I paused and wrote another story called "D*".

Part 6 of The Fesarians continues from the scene at the end of Part 4, when Talia and Dave bring a Neoma into Talia's house. The Neoma is morphing into humanoid form and telepathically manipulating Talia: forcing her into a sexual frenzy. The Neoma want to make clear to the human colonists that the Merovae are not responsible for the damaged power distribution lines.

As described previously in "The Mosaic of Realities", I am now trying to complete several old science fiction stories that were left unfinished during the past few years. Towards that goal, readers should not be surprised when Tyhry walks onto the stage during this act of The Fesarians.

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Talia pulled off her environmental suit and all of her clothing and placed her hands on the alien Neoma which was morphing its body into a humanoid shape. However, the "roots" of the alien creature now looked like a mass of writhing tentacles. Dave took off his environmental suit and asked, "What's going on?"

Neoma Nanite Experiments.

 Lyssa and Aethe (both naked) walked past Dave and hugged Talia. Talia pushed Lyssa into the tangle of the Neoma's tentacles and Dave thought he saw a snaking red tube emerge from Talia's penis and insert into Lyssa's vagina. However, Dave had his hands full of Aethe who had opened up his pants and was now playing with his genitals.

From that moment, Dave was no longer in a normal state of consciousness. He found himself in a shared telepathic mind space where at first he was only aware of intense sexual pleasure as Aethe bounced her self up and down on his erect penis. As he ejaculated, he was vaguely aware that some of the Neoma tentacles were linking his body to that of Aethe and then he could 'hear' her thoughts: Thank you for this incredible orgasm!

Dave told Aethe: That alien is controlling our minds. Then as an after-thought he said: I love the feel of your hot little vagina.  

Somehow Dave could feel not only the delightful sensations coming from his penis but also the amazing sensation of his penis stimulating Aethe's clitoris. Also there in Dave's sensorium were the blissful thoughts of Talia who was synapex linked to the alien Neoma and caught up in the group orgasm trance. In that telepathic mind space, Balok was present and in conversation with Nyrtia and the telepathic pan-planetary mind of the Neoma. Balok was telling the Neoma: I'll make sure that the humans do minimal harm to you and the Merovae. Working together with the humans, you will construct an interesting new civilization. 

The Neoma told Balok: Before you arrived, we could not constructively communicate with the primitive minds of the humans. I am please to observe that you have a sophisticated telepathic mind... your thought pattern reminds me of the Phari.

 Nyrtia told Balok: I'm embarrassed to admit that I am only now recognizing the great telepathic minds of the Neoma.

Balok told Nyrtia: That is why I had Talia and Xylo colonize Elemacha-z. I knew that you would underestimate the Neoma and dismiss the Merovae as unimportant. You and Dani fell into my trap.  

Who are the puppets?

Talia asked: The Neoma control the Merovae, like puppets?

The Neoma told Talia: All life on this planet is linked into the Phari Network. Neoma is the master node of the planetary group mind that exists as this node of the Network. Talia could not understand what the alien meant by "planetary group mind", but she was horrified by the idea of creatures as sophisticated as the Merovae being held under the telepathic control of the Neoma.

Balok told Talia: The Neoma who still exist physically on this planet are "hybrids" with telepathic linkage to a "transcended" off-shoot of the Neoma that exists in the Hierion Domain along with the Phari. When Dani communicated with Nyrtia, the Neoma were able to locate the secret base of Nyrtia.

Nyrtia told Balok: You learned nothing of any real value. 

Balok told Talia and Dave: Thank you for your help on this mission. My plan is to leave copies of Dave and Dani here on Elemacha-z to help grow this colony. However, I will also be taking copies of you all back to the Fesarius. Nyrtia's secret base is located in the Tar'tron star system at the center of the galaxy. Balok asked Talia and Dave: Would you like to go to the Galactic Core and help locate Nyrtia's hiding place?

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The copy of Dave that had returned to Fesarius now often thought about events on Elemacha-z and the idea that a copy of himself had remained on that world... presumably the original biological copy. The Dave on the Fesarius had quickly noticed that he no longer felt hungry. Then, after he had not eaten in days, he no longer urinated or defecated. Dave was puzzled by the changes that were occurring to his body, but he had no complaints. Telepathically observing Dave's puzzlement, Dani the robot frequently told told Dave, "You are so clueless."

Dani

A sweet romance between Dani and Dave had sprouted, grown and blossomed. One day, Dani finally explained to Dave that this copy of Dave was a teleportation duplicate and a femtobot replicoid: an artificial life form. And now Dave had an allzaurish. As a probot, Dani could change her physical form and she often sprouted a penis and played in Dave's allzaurish.

When Dave had just about grown comfortable with having an allzaurish and a robot lover, Balok visited Dani and Dave at their residence inside the Fesarius. Balok said, "We need to plan your next mission."

Dave had been trying to learn what he could about the mysterious planet Tar'tron. The most detailed information seemed to be in old science fiction stories. He asked Balok, "Are you sure that you were not tricked by Nyrtia? Tar'tron seems to be a fictional planet."

Balok chuckled. "Oh, it is real enough."

Dani was trying to look into Balok's thoughts and Balok was telepathically sharing with Dani some information about the near future. As usual, Balok had been Viewing Realities and had stumbled upon an exciting new opportunity for how to improve the Final Reality. Dani asked, "You are not sending us to Tar'tron?"

 In the Ekcolir Reality. Under-water transport line 
in New York, Virginia. Image generated by Whisk.

Balok explained, "Your visit to the Galactic Core can wait. I want you to meet another resident of Fesarius, her name is Ahpos. She grew up at my training base on Tar'tron, but now she is in her final phase of preparations for a mission on Earth."

Dave was uncomfortable with the idea of the alien Balok carrying out secret missions on Earth. He asked, "What kind of mission?"

Balok shrugged. "The usual kind. There is much work to be done in crafting a better future for Earth."

Dave complained, "Why should an alien creature like you be making decisions about Earth's future?"

Balok told Dave, "We bumpha created you humans. Why shouldn't I help make a good future for Humanity?"

In the Ekcolir Reality. Talia's life 
 on Elemacha-z. Image generated by Whisk.

Dani was still harboring some resentments over the way Balok had used Dani on Elemacha-z. "It is a matter of trust. We know so little about you bumpha... how can anyone trust a mysterious alien?"

Balok sighed. "This is why I usually erase the memories of those people who have seen me. However, in the case of the two of you, I believe that you can live with knowledge of my existence. My operatives are more flexible and creative when they know what is going on."

Dave complained, "And yet, you have not told us why you are sending Ahpos to Earth."

Balok nodded. "We are constrained by the forces of temporal paradox. I can't tell you too much about your future."

Dani commented, "That excuse wears thin quite quickly. Any time you have a secret that you want to keep, you simple say "temporal paradox" and expect us to stop asking questions."

"New England" in the Ekcolir Reality,
officially known as Beverwijck en Nicotiana.

"Yes, that is the way of it." Balok lifted a finger to activate the teleportation equipment of the Fesarius. "Ahpos is expecting you two." Balok teleported Dave and Dani to another part of the huge spaceship Fesarius where Ahpos was preparing for her mission to Earth.

Dave and Dani were teleported into the temporary quarters that Ahpos was using before her mission on Earth. Seeing Dave and Dani arrive, Ahpos said, "Ah, Mr. Bailey, I'd like to ask you some questions about Earth."

Dave was surprised to see that Ahpos looked quite similar to Talia and her clones. Dave asked, "You are another clone of Talia?"

Ahpos asked, "You think I'm a clone?"

Dani explained, "There are three other women on Fesarius who share your appearance and your telepathic mind pattern."

In the Ekcolir Reality, New York, Virginia, is the capitol city
of "New England", the nation Beverwijck en Nicotiana
The five boroughs of New York are shown:
Severn Pt., The Warren, Airvale, Holly Pt. and Tabbs Pt.

Ahpos raised a hand to her head and said, "Since arriving on this spaceship I have felt a telepathic presence." She sank down in a chair. "Sadly, I can seldom achieve telepathic links to other minds unless I am close to them... preferably in direct physical contact." She told Dave, "I've examined your service record. You were trained on Earth at Starfleet Academy. Have you ever visited New York?"

Dave nodded and sat down. "I had a working vacation in Virginia. Sadly, it was hot and humid during the week that I was in New York... the city seemed half deserted. The residents had a long tradition of vacationing in Norseland during the hot summer months."

Ahpos asked, "Did you get to visit Airvale? That's where I will be for my mission on Earth."

Dave shook his head. "I only saw Airvale from Holly Point."

"But you could have tubed to Airvale."

 Subway train approaching Holly Point from Airvale. 
Image generated by Whisk.

"Yes, the subway system is quite good. There are hundreds of under-water tube lines in New York."

Dani asked Ahpos, "Why are you going to Airvale?"

 Ahpos replied, "It is rather complicated. The sort version: I'll be working in the New York publishing business, which is concentrated in Airvale."

Dave stammered, "Publishing? You mean print publishing?"

"Yes. New York was once the heart of the New England book and magazine publishing industry. I'll be going to New York of the 1930s."

Dave was aware of rumors that the bumpha could travel through time. He asked, "You are going on a time travel mission?"

   Ahpos inside the femtozoan extraction
laboratory - generated by Whisk.

Ahpos nodded. "I'm a bit nervous. My femtozoan is supposed to depart later today, but I don't even know what a femtozoan is."

Dani now seemed quite interested. "Who told you about femtozoans? Balok?"

"Yes, of course."

Dave asked Dani, "What is a femtozoan?"

Dani explained, "Every human being has a femtozoan that resides in their Phari endosymbiont. Humans have not discovered the existence of their femtozoans."

Ahpos said, "I hate the idea of part of me being sent off to the 1930s, leaving me without my femtozoan."

Dave asked, "What do these femtozoans do?"

Dani replied, "I suspect that Balok has not explained anything to Ahpos. Balok might not want me to..."

Ahpos interrupted, "Tell me what you know."

Dani now suspected that he and Dave had not been sent to visit Ahpos so that Dave could tell her about New York City. "Femtozoans were a design feature of the Phari endosymbiont. Femtozoans are artificial life-forms that aid the early development of human brains, forming neural networks that integrate with the Phari endosymbiont. Whatever telepathic powers you have were made possible by your femtozoan."

Ahpos being trained by Balok 
for a mission to Earth - generated by Whisk.

Ahpos seemed dismayed. "I'll lose my telepathic abilities when Balok sends my femtozoan to New York?

Dani shook his head. "No, don't worry about that. You are an adult. Your brain is fully formed. You no longer need your femtozoan."

Dave asked, "Then why send a femtozoan into the past?"

Ahpos replied, "Balok told me that there is a copy of me who lived in New York in the 1930s... a writer. My femtozoan will be able to help her write stories."

Dave said, "Let me guess. You are talking about Sopha."

Ahpos giggled. "Yes, her name is my name, backwards!"

Dave had read some of the science fiction stories that had been written by Sopha, the ones about Tar'tron. "And you grew up on Tar'tron..."

Ahpos nodded. "Yes, I did. Have you been there?"

Dani told Ahpos, "Balok is planning to send Dave and I to Tar'tron as part of his project that might help reveal the secret base of Nyrtia and give Balok access to it."

1939 in the Ekcolir Reality.

"Nyrtia!" Ahpos spat out the name in disgust. "Most of my training has been concerned with how to avoid having my mission be discovered by Nyrtia."

"Why should Nyrtia care? What are you going to do on Earth?"

"My femtozoan will just provide information from the future, technological ideas that Sopha can put into her science fiction stories, making them more popular. But Nyrtia is a control freak, she thinks she knows what is best for the primitive Earthlings."

Dave tried to imagine why Balok would go to all this trouble to help Sopha create her science fiction stories. Was it just a way to let the people of Earth know about the existence of Tar'tron? Why bother? For a minute, Dave's head swirled with confusion as he contemplated a time loop that involved Ahpos (or, more accurately, her femtozoan) being sent int the past so that Dave could read old stories written by Sopha. And Dave was fondly remembering the unusual anatomy of the hermaphrodites he had recently met and the delightful orgasm trance that he had shared with Aethe and Talia and Dave. He asked Ahpos, "Are you an hermaphrodite?"

Ahpos giggled and asked Dave, "Would you like to see my penis, Mr. Bailey?"

Dave smiled and asked Ahpos, "Would you like to see my vagina?"

Ahpos laughed loudly then replied, "I'd like to meet the three people who share my mind pattern, but I'm scheduled to meet with Balok in just a few minutes. He's going to extract my femtozoan."

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Tyhry portrait and the HySe in orbit. 
Ready for an interstellar mission. - generated by Whisk.

For the first time in Tyhry's life, she regretted having engaged in sexplay. The occasion had been something of a celebratory orgy after the first interstellar flight of the HySe. Tyhry had formed synapex connections between herself, Marda and Mylana. Then, there in their shared telepathic mind space had been... what? Tyhry could not be certain, but it had 'spoken' to her. The message what not so much in words as in sensations that reminded Tyhry of her father's story about the strange and inexplicable dream he had once experienced, a dream in which he had felt himself in contact with something far greater than himself.

Now Tyhry sent herself through a hierion femtotube and assembled her femtobot components inside the home of her parents. There was Eddy, at work on his old computer that still gave him access to the Reality Simulation System. Tyhry could see that he was using the bumpha-built equipment in its Viewer mode. A scene on a street in a large city was on the display screen, but he turned when he felt Tyhry's mind and he said, "Welcome home." He'd expected her to be busy with space exploration, but he instantly saw a look of worry on his daughter's face. "What's up?"

Tyhry made a lame joke, "HySe is up, and I wish I was there, but..." She flopped into the big easy chair.  "... I had a disturbing vision of the future."

Zeta's play time.

Eddy turned in his chair and thought about calling for Zeta, but she was out in the hot tub having a play session with Anthony. Tyhry opened her mind to Eddy and he could sense a familiar pattern in her thoughts. "Yes, what you experienced in your recent vision is similar to what I felt... when was it? Seventy years ago? That was when I discovered science fiction... and then-" He fell silent.

Tyhry waited for fifteen seconds. She could tell that Eddy was thinking about the origins of the science fiction genre in the Ekcolir Reality. "A penny for your thoughts, dad."

"I met a replicoid at the Writers Block... Ahpos. She'd been extracted from the Ekcolir Reality where she was a science fiction story writer."

"How fun! I knew you would enjoy being able to finally go to the Writers Block."

"Ahpos sought me out. She's a copy of you... although, when given the chance, she adopted the form of a synpaz replicoid. She lives in high Seelie."

"What?" Tyhry was by now comfortable with the idea that multiple copies of her had existed in past Realities. She thought about Tyna who was from the far future of the Asimov Reality and the 'father' of Amany. "You found another one of my analogues?"

Manny the bumpha on Earth.

Eddy was always a stickler for details and definitions. "Technically Ahpos was not an analogue of you, rather she must have been one of the many copies of you that Manny had deployed in the Ekcolir Reality, in this case, back in the Ekcolir Reality equivalent of our 1930s." Eddy paused then added, "She knew Isaac Asimov."

"Really?" Tyhry could sense that Eddy's thoughts were on fire with memories of a hot sexplay session. Tyhry thought about Azynov and Yōd who were still exploring the Asimov Reality Simulation. Tyhry asked Eddy, "Did she know Asimov in the Biblical sense?"

Eddy laughed. "I only had a quick visit to the Writers Block... just long enough to-" Eddy fell silent. "Did Zeta tell you that she gave the Vance replicoid a blow job?" Tyhry was not surprised; her mother had been experimenting with potent sex hormones and was constantly horny. Now, Tyhry could see in her father's mind that he had made love to the Ahpos synpaz during a little orgy that had broken out in the Writers Block during their visit. 

A Synpaz replicoid.

Eddy's sexplay had involved Ahpos stuffing her little synpaz penis into the tip of Eddy's erect penis. Tyhry quickly tried to push that telepathically-obtained image back out of her mind. Eddy continued, "I did not think to ask Ahpos about the nature of her relationship with Asimov... I assumed they were acquainted through their science fiction writing. I was too startled to think straight when Ahpos told me that she was a time traveler... almost."

"Almost a time traveler? What does that mean?"

"I'm not sure. It has something to do with femtozoans."

"Fascinating! I've never heard femtozoans mentioned in the Ekcolir Reality... not the part that I can reach, at least." Tyhry thought about the block that prevented use of the Ekcolir Reality Simulation to explore future times.

Two clones of the mysterious tryp'At, "X".

Eddy turned back to his computer. "I've now Viewed her in 1939. By the way, the copy of Ahpos that lived in New York at that time used the name Sopha."

"Sofa?"

"S-o-p-h-a, Sopha. In fact..." Eddy popped out of his chair and then went out back to the spa and talked to Zeta. Tyhry looked out the window and saw that Anthony was riding her mother like an equestrian. After a brief chat with his wife, Eddy returned inside the house. Tyhry could see that her father's penis was now semi-erect inside his pants. "Zeta gave me her blessing for a quick visit to New York." He shook is head in wonder. "Zeta is quite addicted to the potent sex hormones that Rylla has synthesized. She's constantly having orgasms." Eddy gestured towards the View of New York that was on the Reality Simulation targeting window displayed on his computer. "Care to join me?"

Tyhry had never shared her father's obsession with science fiction, but now Tyhry could not escape the feeling that she had been sent back home for a reason... apparently to visit New York in 1939 of the Ekcolir Reality. "Sure, but tell me, what are you hoping to find?"

The home of Sopha. 
 Generated by Whisk.

"Ahpos told me that she got kicked off of Earth when she tried to publish a book about Moses."

Tyhry laughed then saw that Eddy was quite serious. She asked. "The Moses?"

"Yes, but in the Ekcolir Reality he was called Mosy." Eddy activated the entry portal of the Reality Simulation System and then he pulled Tyhry through the portal. Arriving inside the Simulation of the Ekcolir Reality, they were inside a small room or closet. Eddy pushed open the door and they stepped into a hallway. Eddy pulled closed the door of the custodial closet and then pointed down the hallway. Through a window at the end of the hallway, Tyhry could see the skyline of New York in 1939 of the Ekcolir Reality. Tyhry found herself in clothing from that era of the Ekcolir Reality.

Eddy led the way down the hallway to an open door of an apartment. The sound of music and conversation spilled out of the apartment. On the wall of the hallway beside the door frame was small plaque that had on it one word: "Sopha". Tyhry looked inside Sopha's apartment and coughed as she inhaled the smoke that was coming out into the hallway. A man who was just inside the door saw Tyhry and asked, "Sopha?" He looked over his shoulder and he could see the real Sopha there inside the apartment, across the room and speaking to writer friend.

Eddy stepped through the doorway and approached the young man. Gesturing towards Tyhry, Eddy said, "This is my daughter, Tyhry."

The man laughed and told Tyhry, "You sure look like Sopha. This is too weird!"

Now Sopha approached and put her hand out towards Tyhry and she asked, "Lexy?"

Tyhry shook Sopha's hand and tried to do the math. How old would Lexy have been in 1939? Given anti-aging medical nanites, it was hard to say. Tyhry could telepathically sense that Sopha knew Lexy was stationed somewhere on Earth, acting as another secret agent of the bumpha. "My name is Tyhry. This is my father, Eddy."

A woman on the other side of the room brashly called to Sopha, "Is she your daughter?"

Sopha and Tyhry

Sopha gave that woman the finger and then guided Eddy and Tyhry back out into the hallway. "Let's walk." Then Isaac Asimov was there, having emerged from Sopha's apartment and now he was following them down the hallway. Eddy looked over his shoulder, saw Asimov and then he stopped walking. 

Eddy held out his hand, "A pleasure to meet you Dr. Asimov."

Asimov shook hands with Eddy. "Doctor? Is that supposed to be funny?"

Eddy said, "Sorry, in my mind you are Dr. Asimov. Of course, you are still a student at this time..."

Sopha called from down the hallway, "Do you two know each-other?"

Eddy and Isaac moved down the hallway and Asimov replied, "No." Asimov asked Eddy, "Sir, is she really your daughter?" Asimov gestured towards Tyhry.

Eddy nodded. "Genome analysis confirms that I contributed some of her genes, but Tyhry..." Eddy turned his head towards Sopha and continued, "And her copies are all apparently the recipients of a carefully curated collection of genes that were assembled in the far future of the Asimov Reality."

Asimov demanded, "Asimov reality? What does that mean?"

Tyhry spoke for her father, "It is special nomenclature that my father developed. We call the previous Reality in Earth's Reality Chain the Asimov Reality, in your honor, Isaac."

Asimov took Tyhry's hand and gazed up into her face. Tyhry was almost a foot taller than Asimov. He asked Spoha, "Is this some sort of party trick? Hiring an actress to pretend to be you?" He reached up and touched Tyhry's nanite-generated hair which for some reason she had been allowed to keep inside this Simulation.

Asimov and Sopha writing in 1939.

Sopha said, "Let's go to the Bistro and sort this out." She took Eddy by the arm and led the way to the elevators where she pushed the call button. The telepathic minds of Sopha and Tyhry were resonating. Sopha asked Tyhry, "We are inside a Simulator?" The part of Sopha that had originated as the femtozoan of Ahpos had gone through all of the training for Ahpos' mission to Earth using a Simulator on Tar'tron.

Eddy explained, "I was given access to a Reality Simulation System by Manny the bumpha."

The only bumpha known to Sopha had been Balok. In Tyhry's mind, Sopha could see a beautiful blond woman who Tyhry knew as "Manny". Telepathically 'seeing' in Sopha's mind the avian alien form that was used by Balok the bumpha, Tyhry was amused and she giggled. She wondered: why would a bumpha take on such a physical form? That sort of avian humanoid seemed like a science fiction character from a bad science fiction story of the 1930s.

They emerged from the elevator into the lobby of the apartment building. Asimov asked Sopha, "What are you talking about? Simulations of what?"

Sopha and Tyhry street view.

Sopha led Eddy out onto the street. Tyhry took Asimov's hand and they followed along behind the older couple. Tyhry sensed in Sopha's thoughts that Sopha had been playing the role of a science fiction writer living in New York for nearly two decades, but Sopha's face looked smooth and fresh like that of a teenager due to her use of medical nanites that she had been provided with before her mission on Earth. 

Tyhry tried to simultaneously search deeper into Sopha's thoughts and also keep Asimov entertained. She told Asimov, "I've been investigating my copies in past timelines of Earth. Daddy and I are using Simulation technology to visit Sopha. And, I suppose Daddy hoped to meet you, too. He's a big fan of your science fiction stories."

Asimov laughed. "That's funny. My first story will be published next month. My only fan is my editor."

Sopha led them into the Cal Bistro and they were seated at a table. The waitress said, "Hi, Sopha. We close in twenty minutes."

They ordered drinks and then Sopha said, "Assuming this is no joke and we are inside a Simulation, then why are you here?"

The Mosy Intervention.

Eddy explained, "I heard a rumor that you had written a book about Mosy."

"That book has been rejected by every publisher that I've sent it to."

Eddy nodded. "That's what you told me. The copy of you that is in our Reality... where we come from."

Sopha asked, "So, you've met me before?" Eddy nodded.

Asimov had never let go of Tyhry's hand. He asked Tyhry, "Have you met me before?"

"No."

Eddy told Asimov, "I've met your replicoid, who adopted the name Azynov."

"Azynov? What kind of name is that?"

Eddy explained, "In my timeline of Earth, you wrote a science fiction story called 'Spell My Name with an S', about a man named Zebatinsky who changes his name to Sebatinsky. Your analogue thought it would be funny to call himself 'Azynov' when he was instantiated as a replicoid copy of his biological self."

Asimov blinked. He seemed to have trouble taking his eyes off of Tyhry. She had sent mind-adjusting nanites and a set of potent sex hormones into Asimov and now he was well on his way to falling in love with Tyhry. He asked, "Replicoid?"

Balok on Earth.

At that point, Sopha and Eddy started talking about her book which was called "The Mosy Saga" and at the same time Asimov and Tyhry discussed nanotechnolgy, replicoids and hair nanites. Soon enough, Cal Bistro was closed. Sopha stood up and said to Eddy, "Would you like a copy of my book?"

"I have access to it at the Writers Block." Sopha and Eddy had reached the door. They turned back and looked at the table where Tyhry and Asimov were still sitting and holding hands.

Asimov was reluctant to stand up. Tyhry was giving him a hand job under the table. Sopha had been telepathically following what Tyhry was doing and she felt her own vaginal secretions running down her leg. The cleaning crew had been waiting for the customers to finish up and go home and now they turned off most of the lights inside the restaurant. Tyhry quickly ducked under the table and took the tip of Asimov's erection in her mouth. Asimov ejaculated and a minute later he had his stiff penis back in his pants. Asimov and Sopha stepped out of Cal Bistro and onto the sidewalk, but Eddy and Tyhry were gone, having returned to the Final Reality.

Next: Part 7 of "The Fesarians".

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