The Competition

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Below on this page is Part 7 of the science fiction story The Historical Archive. In Part 6, a copy of Rylla from 1814 was included in the telepathy experiments of R. Nyrtia. Nyrtia is trying to understand the changes that were made to the Bimanoid Interface so that she can optimize her own brain structure for the purpose of having telepathic communication with humans.

R. Nyrtia was created in the First Reality, when twitino-mediated telepathy was still possible. Now, in the Final Reality, positronic brains like Nyrtia's are useless for telepathy. Nyrtia has been converting her brain circuits into the form of biological neural networks that are compatible with the type of technology-assisted telepathy that can be achieved by using the Bimanoid Interface.

Having studied telepathic communication between two tryp'At, Nyrtia now tells Zeta and the Editor that she needs to do further experiments with two other telepathic human variants: the Ek'col and the Kac'hin.

Part 7 of The Historical Archive (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)

Arriving back in the Final Reality Simulator, I was not surprised to be there with the copy of Rylla from the 1800s. I immediately sensed that she and I still had a strong telepathic connection, but now, rather than being dressed for a ride through the outback, Rylla was wearing a miniskirt that reminded me of the 1960s. She grabbed onto her tie-dyed T-shirt and said, "Now what have I gotten myself into?" 

I chuckled and gazed upon Rylla as she tried to make sense of our odd clothing. This copy of Rylla had lived her entire life in the 1800s and she had no knowledge of the 1960s. Nyrtia had even placed a flower in Rylla's hair. I was no better off, with a pair of bell-bottom pants and silly vest that had glaring vertical stripes in the worst imaginable colors. I reached up and found another flower embedded in my hair. "Nyrtia really went too far, now."

Rylla looked around the bedroom, examining various small objects that while typical for 2021, were outside of her past experience. Qyla come out from under the bed and rubbed up against my leg and made a complaining sound. Rylla picked up Qyla and reading my thoughts, she asked, "What kind of a name is Qyla?"

"According to my wife, it is an ancient Neanderthal name." I was surprised how readily Qyla had allowed Rylla to scratch her ears, just as if they were old friends.

Rylla laughed then she realized that I was serious. "You married a Neanderthal?"

Just then John Smith stepped into the bedroom and said, "Rylla!"

Rylla handed me the cat and ran to him and they embraced. "She brought you here too!" After a long kiss, Rylla asked him, "What year is this?"

He replied, "I've been told that this is a simulation of 2021." Through my telepathic link to Rylla, I could sense that he and Rylla were also communicating telepathically. Soon they had shed their clothes, were on the bed and making love. With Rylla's sexual thoughts bombarding me, I became sexually aroused. I began to wonder why Nyrtia was not allowing me to telepathically link to John Smith, but as I turned to depart and give the lovers some privacy, I ran into Zeta. Qyla squawked and jumped to the floor.

Zeta and I embraced, my stiff penis pressed against her and her big breasts pushed against me. Zeta and I had our usual weak telepathic connection. Zeta could see Smith's bottom energetically bouncing up and down as he thrust his penis in and out of Rylla. Who are... Zeta could see the answer in my mind. Rylla?

Old Time Gaming

Zeta had just spent a week in Australia with the copy of Rylla from our century. Now I could see that Zeta's nipples were erect and jutting out against the fabric of her tight-fitting tie-dyed shirt. "Remember that story that Rylla and I wrote... Old Time Gaming?"

Zeta quickly understood. This is your copy... making love to Rylla... 

She's a copy of Rylla from the 1800s, and not even biological. She's a replicoid.

Zeta let go of me and went to sit on the bed, not far from Rylla. I watched Zeta's sexy bottom twitching her little miniskirt as she walked over to the bed. When she sat on the bed, her skirt rode up and I could see the pubic hair between her legs. Zeta asked Rylla, "Sorry to interrupt, but what are you doing in my bed making love to my husband?"

I could tell telepathically that Rylla was close to having an orgasm. Judging by Smith's body language, he began ejaculating just as Rylla told Zeta, "I know what this looks like, but he's not your husband." She pushed Smith over onto his back and now with Rylla on top, she energetically pursued her own orgasm. She could not resist commenting to Zeta, "You've got enormous breasts!"

Now I was reminded to ask, "Where is Tihri?"

Zeta glanced at me but then her eyes went back to the spectacle of Rylla excitedly grinding the glans of her clitoris into Smith's pubic hair. Zeta did not want to take her eyes off of Rylla, but she told me, "When I got home, I found your note."

I asked, "Note?" Just then, Rylla had an orgasm which I was able to experience along with her, telepathically.

hierion tubes in the Ekcolir Reality.
Original cover art by Howard Brown;
see Astounding Stories, March 1936

"Your note about going for a walk. Tihri was hungry so I nursed her and then she fell asleep. I put her down in her room and then... when I stepped in here, I could sense your mind."

I nodded, "I think you passed through a hierion tube. Now we are inside the Hierion Domain and inside a simulation." Qyla jumped up on the bed and rubbed against Zeta. "But I never left you a note."

Her voice raw with emotion, Rylla told Zeta, "Okay, now I can talk." She reached out and touched one of Zeta's big breasts. "I'm glad I don't have to lug those around."

Zeta pulled off her top. "This shirt is too tight for me." She tossed away the shirt and then held one of her breasts in each of her hands. "My guess is that there are anti-gravity components in these things, so they are amazingly light-weight." I could sense in Zeta's mind that she had also, a week previously, explained her fantastically enlarged breasts to 'our' Rylla in Australia.

Rylla started playing with one of Zeta's big erect nipples. I told Zeta, "I think Nyrtia played a trick on you. She must have left you that note."

Zeta looked at Smith who was admiring her breasts and then she suggested to me, "Maybe there is yet another copy of you... out in the real world..." That was an interesting suggestion and I began taking seriously the idea that Nyrtia might make a copy of me each time I was sent into the Simulator.

Nyrtia suddenly appeared on the other side of the bed. She placed a hand on Smith's shoulder and told Zeta, "Grean and Manny made and deployed this copy of him... to function as a handy-man through the centuries of Earth's developing civilization. For the final phase in my experiments, I hope to catch Grean's attention, so you might soon have a chance to take up the duplication of your husband with her."

Zeta asked Nyrtia, "Where did you arrive from just now?"

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Nyrtia explained, "I was just watching Rylla and Mr. Smith from outside of this simulation. Based on data for their interactions with the Bimanoid Interface, I made one last adjustment to my brain. Now I believe I'm ready to deal with the competition."

I was looking back and forth between Nyrtia's large breasts and Zeta's. I asked, "Competition?"

Nyrtia put her hands on her breasts and told me, "No, I'm not competing with Zeta for the largest breasts. She's nursing a baby so she wins. I'm talking about Grean and Manny."

I said, "I sure hope you are not intending to start a new time war."

Nyrtia explained, "Believe me, time travel is no longer possible. The Huaoshy took care of that. However, before Manny took R. Gohrlay away from Earth, they made a change to the Bimanoid Interface. I'm still trying to figure out how they did that... thus our experiments."

Zeta gestured at Rylla who had resumed her sexplay and again was rocking herself back and forth against Smith. "Rylla screwing my husband is an experiment?"

Nyrtia nodded. "Exactly."

I told Zeta, "Nyrtia is studying our telepathic minds. She's trying to re-design her own brain to match the features of the Bimanoid Interface."

Zeta should her head. "And that requires a multitude of orgasms?"

Nyrtia walked around the bed and took Zeta by the hand. With a glance at Rylla, she said, "Let's not further interrupt these two love birds as they celebrate their reunion." Nyrtia led Zeta out of the room. Passing though the doorway, Nyrtia looked back over her shoulder at me and said, "Come along."

I was enjoying my telepathic link to Rylla and the sexual sensations she was experiencing. With my swollen penis inside my tight pants, it was not easy to walk, but I followed Nyrtia down the hallway. 

Manny

I followed Nyrtia and Zeta out into dining room which was lit by a pair of candles on the table. Nyrtia led Zeta to a chair and I sat down on the other side of the table. Nyrtia said, "I don't suppose either of you is hungry."

Zeta said, "You know very well that I have not been hungry for the past week."

I noticed now that Nyrtia was dressed in what looked like a tight-fitting waitress uniform with a very short skirt that hugged her hips. Her blouse barely contained her big breasts and her miniskirt did not completely cover her round buttocks. I realized that I had not felt hungry or slept or eaten anything since entering into the Simulator. I said, "Inside this simulator I did not really expect to be hungry. None of this is real."

Nyrtia picked up a bottle of wine out of an ice bucket and poured goblets full of wine for both Zeta and I. Nyrtia chuckled and told me, "Normally, in a Reality Simulation like this, you would be hungry... all the normal human physiological functions would be simulated."

Zeta added, "And out in the real world, I should have been hungry. I ate very little in Australia, but I did not lose weight." Zeta took a sip of the wine.

"You were being fed by nanites." Nyrtia explained, "This is next stage in your body modification."

Looking across the table at Zeta's spectacular gravity-defying breasts, I was very aroused and ready to suggest that Nyrtia give me an hour or two alone with Zeta. I could telepathically sense that Zeta was getting ready to tell me something. Something about her recent trip to Australia and specifically about Nora. Suddenly I had an image in my mind of Zeta and Nora making love.

Following my thoughts, Zeta told me, "Yes, that was it."

The image of Nora expanded and I had a vision of Nora thrusting her penis into Zeta's body. I asked, "Since when does Nora have a penis?"

The Allzaurish Experiment

"Apparently forever. Your son has been enjoying it for years, although according to Nora it took him a while to get used to his allzaurish."

I stared at Zeta uncomprehendingly.

Nyrtia told Zeta, "You are going to have to show him. He has no imagination, at all." She asked rhetorically,  "Why did I bother making sure that he knew about the allzaurish?" 

Zeta downed the last of the wine in her goblet, stood up, bent over and showed me her cute bottom. I got up, moved around the table and got a good look at her glistening pink allzaurish. "So Nora..."

Zeta explained, "My new vagina is the perfect size for Nora's penis... but I doubt if you will fit."

Nyrtia sat in the big reclining chair in the living room, but she was still watching Zeta and I. Nyrtia lifted up her skirt and pointed at her crotch and told me, "Go ahead and try out Zeta's new vagina."

I was eager to make love to Zeta, but I did not like the idea of Nyrtia manipulating our bodies and experimenting on us. Zeta seemed to have no such inhibitions. She let her miniskirt fall to the floor and pulled my penis out of my pants. I complained, "I don't want to play Nyrtia's games."

Zeta told me, "After a week away from you, I'm horny and I want you inside me. Ignore Nyrtia."

I saw Qyla jump into Nyrtia's lap. The cat started licking Nyrtia's genitals. I turned my attention back to Zeta who was now bent over, laying her chest on the table, her cute bottom aimed at me. She suggested, "Please go ahead and try..."

Unable to suppress my curiosity, I stuck a finger into her tight Allzaurish. She was hot and wet and I felt the muscles of her new vagina contract and squeeze my finger. I muttered, "I don't want to hurt you."

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Annoyed by my reluctance to ravish her, Zeta popped off of the table and took the end of my erection in her mouth. Again, I glanced at Nyrtia and saw that Qyla was kneeding the glans of Nyrtia's clitoris with her furry paws. Telepathically, I was startled by Zeta's rush of pleasure when I began to ejaculate in her mouth. She turned around and positioned her allzaurish against the head of my penis. As I continued ejaculating long hot spurts of semen, I was surprised to realize that I was in a shared orgasm trance with both Zeta and Nyrtia. As my semen hit Zeta's allzaurish, she cried out, "Oh, yes! Nyrtia, you were right about the clytykynyn receptors..."

Nyrtia responded telepathically: I don't know why Manny deprived you and your clone sisters of this ancient Neanderthal pleasure.

Zeta was thinking about the need for the Gohrlay clones to blend in with the humans of Earth, but she was not thinking very clearly. Zeta was lost in an ocean of sexual pleasure.

I struggled for a time to push my penis inside Zeta's tight little allzaurish, but I only managed to insert the tip. When my ejaculations finally ended, I picked Zeta up and carried her into one of the back bedrooms. I finally got my erection inside Zeta's full-sized vagina and I soon achieved a second orgasm. When I again started to ejaculate, Zeta pushed me over onto my back and got on top and was working towards her second orgasm when Nyrtia and Qyla arrived. Nyrtia quickly got on top of Zeta and thrust her penis into Zeta's allzaurish. Telepathically I asked Nyrtia: You have a penis?

I can take on any useful body form. Right know I'm trying to test if I can repair Zeta's telepathic burn-in. I could now see in Nyrtia's mind that Yrovi was using the bodily form of Qyla. Nyrtia told Yrovi, "Please shut him up so I can concentrate."

Qyla crawled under Nyrtia and began needing my testes with her front paws. A minute later, Nyrtia and Zeta and I again slipped into our shared orgasm trance. Nyrtia instructed Zeta: Now, stop trusting at his penis. Relax and let our bodies firm up the synapex connections. Yrovi was still stimulating my testes with her soft paws and licking up the semen that was leaking out of Zeta. 

I was fondling Zeta's artificial breasts and Nyrtia continued to rub her stiff nipples across Zeta's back. As our three bodies were linked by more and more synapex connections, I began to see deeper and deeper into Nyrtia's mind. She invited me: My mind is open to you. Look at my motivations and plans.

I had been worried that Nyrtia was treating Zeta and I like puppets, forcing us to participate in her telepathy experiments. I worried that Nyrtia would use her growing understanding of the Bimanoid Interface to start intervening in the course of human events on Earth. However, as far as I could see, Nyrtia planned to restrict her future activities to making use of the Reality Simulation System that she had devised and was housed in her secret workshop inside the Hierion Domain. My problem was that I was so sexually stimulated that I could not stay focused on the task of searching through Nyrtia's seemingly infinite memories. Zeta told me: Just enjoy yourself. Manny would not have let things go this far if Nyrtia was a danger to Earth.

I hoped that Zeta was correct and I allowed myself to slip into an altered state of consciousness where time seemed to be lost and pleasure was everything. Eventually, when I returned to normal consciousness, Zeta and I were alone. She was sitting astride me, her big breasts seemingly floating in the air above me. I reached up and caressed her stiff nipples. She stuck one of her nipples in my mouth and said, "According to Nyrtia, your body is now making clytykynyn and I'm secreting oxypathin." I was wondering if I had oxypathin receptors in my body, but when I tasted some of Zeta's sweet milk, I knew that I did. My whole mouth began to tingle with a new kind of pleasure that I had never previously experienced. Zeta told me telepathically: I think we can trust Nyrtia. Yes, she made use of these changes in our bodies to turn us into willing participants in her experiments, but I could see deep into her mind during that last orgasm trance. She is no danger to Earth.

I could see another thought in Zeta's mind. I blurted out, "You have a penis, too?"

Zeta guided my hands from her breasts to her erect clitoris. The glans of her clitoris was now quite large, like the head of a penis. She tugged on her glans and a stiff little penis popped out of her body. She and I played with her penis for a while then she said, "Turn over."

I could see in her mind what she wanted to do. I rolled over and said, "Are you telling me that I have an allzaurish?" I felt Zeta slide her stiff erection inside me.

Zeta began enthusiastically trusting her penis in and out of my allzaurish. I muttered, "Nyrtia thinks of everything." Zeta quickly climaxed and ejaculated into my allzaurish. Something in her ejaculate reacted with the walls of my allzaurish and filled me with intense pleasure. The muscle in the walls of my allzaurish began to ripple with powerful contractions.

During our orgasm trance, Zeta and I compared what we had each seen in Nyrtia's mind. We knew that for the next phase of her experiments, Nyrtia intended to visit the last Ek'col on Earth. I'd never previously known of Gwyned's analog in the Buld Reality, a woman named Gwen. 

As Zeta and I were emerging from that orgasm trance, Nyrtia entered the bedroom and told us, "I'm going to find Gwen. Join me as soon as you two recover from your orgasms and can walk again." Zeta was again on top of me with my erection inside the larger of her two vaginas. Nyrtia placed a hand on Zeta's bottom and slid a finger into Zeta's allzaurish. 

Zeta told Nyrtia, "Yes, you are welcome to join us again."

Gwyned

"You and your secretions are quite a distraction my dear, but I must be on my way." Nyrtia reluctantly pulled her finger out of Zeta and stuck it into her mouth. Then she turned and strode to the door. Nyrtia disappeared as she passed through the doorway.

Zeta sighed and told me, "I'd really like another chance to play in your allzaurish, but I suppose that can wait."

I asked her, "Do you think this real? I mean, when we return to the real world, will you still have a penis... will I still have a vagina?"

Zeta giggled and pulled herself off of my penis. A huge volume of my ejaculate began flowing out of her vagina. Qyla jumped up on the bed and began licking at Zeta and lapping up the semen. I asked, "Is this really Yrovi?"

Qyla transformed before my eyes, growing and shifting into a humanoid body shape but retaining fur and some cat-like features. I suddenly realized that the face of this cat-girl looked like Yrovi. She stopped licking Zeta's labia and said, "Yes, this is me. On Tar'tron, there are humans who have this kind of feline form. I'll be returning to that world as soon as Nyrtia completes her experiments."

Zeta added, "From what I saw in Nyrtia's mind, she has already completed her experiments. She wants to visit Gwen in an attempt to attract Grean's attention."

Yrovi turned her attention to my erection and grabbed on to it with both of her hands.

Zeta jumped off the bed and retracted her penis into her body. Now she was again clothed in her 1960s outfit; the too-tight t-shirt and her very skimpy miniskirt. Yrovi playfully licked my erection and then told Zeta, "I don't think he can get dressed yet. I'll send him through to the 1960s as soon as his penis deflates."

primate/feline hybrid of Tar'tron
Image credits: Will Stephenson

Zeta told me, "Your play time with Yrovi is almost over." She patted Yrovi's sexy bottom and for a moment I could see in her mind that Zeta was tempted to get back in bed with us, but she drew back and said, "Enjoy yourselves and say your goodbyes." Zeta pulled her gaze off of Yrovi's pink genitals and looking into my eyes, told me, "I'll see you soon, my love." She turned and went through the doorway and disappeared.

I moved to climb off the bed saying, "A cold shower should take care of this."

Yrovi followed me to the shower and turned on the warm water. She scrubbed my body and gave me some pointers on care and cleaning of a vagina before saying, "Your nanites have a cleaning algorithm and they should take care of the details."

With Yrovi sliding her soapy hands all over my body, my erection was not going to fade. I could not resist discovering what Yrovi's vagina felt like now that she was in this sexy feline body form. After we made love in the shower, Yrovi finally pulled her mouth off of my penis and said, "I love how you taste now."

I asked her, "Do you think Nyrtia intends to allow Zeta and I to keep our new body forms and these pleasure-stimulating secretions that our bodies are now making?"

She pretended to start washing off my erection with soap and warm water but I knew she was just trying to keep my erection from fading. Yrovi shrugged and replied, "Why not? She told you that she was willing to pay for your services."

I was enjoying how Yrovi played with my penis and testes but I turned the water to cold. "I don't understand what Nyrtia hopes to learn from this girl, Gwen."

Original artwork by Rounnac Masoudi.
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Yrovi bent over my erection and tried to shield it from the cold water. She told me, "Nyrtia believes that Manny left her a message somewhere inside the Simulation System. However, there are so many places... throughout all of deep time... far too many places to look..." Yrovi was holding my penis in her warm hands, but now that I was under the flowing cold water my big erection finally began to go limp. Yrovi threw her arms around me and said, "Nyrtia want's to attract Grean's attention. Maybe Grean knows where to find Manny."

Wondering if this might be the last time I saw her, I kissed Yrovi passionately on the lips and then stepped out of the shower. As soon as I dried off, my clothing formed over my body. Yrovi was still drying her fur with Zeta's hair dryer when I waved goodbye. When I stepped out of the bathroom, I was shifted out of that simulation of my home and into Australia of the 1960s.

Next: Part 8 of The Historical Archive.

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I'm not a fan of the cyberpunk sub-genre. I'm not a fan of the alien invasion sub-genre. I'm not a fan of the Frankenstein and R.U.R. wing of fiction that deals with artificial life gone wrong. In general, I'm not a fan of dystopian fantasies that seem to captivate so many Hollywood "visionaries" these days. 

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The idea of space aliens coming to Earth from across vast distances in order to kill us has always been a stupid idea. Count the number of alien invaders who have devastated Earth. Omicron Zero. The idea that with the arrival of digital computers we would soon all be "jacked-in" puppets of our evil artificial intelligence masters was a stupid idea when it was first written into a story. Count the number of people who have uploaded their mind into a computer simulation. Omicron Zero. The idea that a misguided scientist or business man would create an artificial human in his basement and in so doing unleash death and destruction upon Humanity was a stupid fantasy plot from the beginning. Count the number of artificial humans that have been made. Omicron Zero.

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Hollywood Zombies. I can't take seriously the folks who endlessly wallow in dystopian literature or horror fantasies. Even if you make millions on your latest Hollywood horror and violence film, I have to ask: why don't you call your horror movie a horror movie and stop marketing it as science fiction?

Lucky for science fiction fans, there is a whole world of interesting and fun writers who don't allow themselves to sink into the latest dystopian fashion craze. That's the segment of the science fiction genre where I spend my time and my entertainment dollars.

I'm currently developing The Historical Archive as a science fiction story about time travel, alien visitors 'on' Earth, robots and telepathy. However, can you have a time travel story in a universe where time travel is impossible? 

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For The Historical Archive, the entire story is built around the idea that a technology exists for simulating Realities. R. Nyrtia is the last positronic robot 'on' Earth and she is trying to discover exactly how R. Gohrlay modified the Bimanoid Interface before departing from our galaxy. Nyrtia can dip into all of the Reality Simulations and study how the Bimanoid Interface makes possible human telepathy.

R. Nyrtia needed to perform a telepathy experiment with the only two remaining tryp'At on Earth, so she took the Editor to Australia in the year 1814 where a copy of Rylla was available (see Part 6 of The Historical Archive). Previously, for the Exode Saga, I included Isaac Asimov's character Andrew Harlan, who, while on Earth in the 1900s, used the name Merion Iwedon. 

Gwyned

In the past, I never really did much with the Merion character, although I did create significant roles for both Thomas and Gwyned. At the age of 25, Gwyned was removed from Earth, but for The Historical Archive, Nyrtia reveals that Gwyned's analogue Gwen gave birth to a daughter named Gamma in 1959. Nyrtia takes the Editor into another Simulator to meet Gamma. The Editor is intrigued by the possibility that some descendants of Trysta Iwedon might still reside on Earth (see "The Case of the Telepathic Teetotaller"). Gamma explains to the Editor where Trysta's descendants ended up.

Gwen (left)

Having noted my dislike for horror stories masquerading as Sci Fi (at the top of this blog post), I must confess that the longer the Editor watches R. Nyrtia building up her telepathic abilities, the more he wonders if Nyrtia might start abusing her powers and intervening into Earthly affairs. I don't mind if readers wonder if The Historical Archive is going to have a happy ending. However, Nyrtia is not actually on Earth, so how can she possibly alter the course of events on Earth?

Next: Part 7 of The Historical Archive.

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Below on this page is Part 6 of the science fiction story The Historical Archive. In Part 5, the Editor learned that R. Nyrtia was trying to attain full mastery of the Bimanoid Interface 2.0 so that she could regain her ability to telepathically link to the minds of humans. Towards that end, R. Nyrtia was carrying out experiments that involved the creation of synapex connections between individuals; a way to directly link the neuronal networks of two individuals.

Now R. Nyrtia wants to carry out additional telepathy experiments with two tryp'At. To recruit a second tryp'At, Nyrtia takes the Editor into the Buld Reality Simulator for a visit with a copy of Rylla in the 1800s.

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Nyrtia had been working diligently for an entire day perfecting her ability to use synapex linkages in conjunction with the Bimanoid Interface. She was confident in her ability to rapidly establish neuronal connections from her body to the Editor's body, at least within the confines of a Simulated environment. She waved a hand and the Editor was shifted out of the Final Reality Simulation. Yrovi said, "I thought you were both going to Australia."

Nyrtia put her arms around Yrovi and kissed her mouth. "I'll link up with him soon. I just want to make sure that you are okay."

Yrovi observed, "You seem to really like linking to him."

Nyrtia giggled. "Unlike you, I never got to spend a lifetime with him, but he's a fixed point in time. I've run into him often... so, why shouldn't I be in love with him? But I'm worried about you, my dear."

Yrovi began playing with Nyrtia's big breasts. "Oh... I'm fine. If you really cared, I'm sure you could arrange to leave a copy of yourself here in this Reality."

"True, but I'll be watching you. I don't want to be a distraction... three is company, four is a crowd."

"Or, you could take me along to Australia."

"No, not unless you want to pretend to be Max."

"Ug. Forget I suggested it."

"I'll be back before you know it. In fact, I might call the whole thing off if Manny is there waiting for me."

"How could she be? She's departed from this galaxy. Earth is now your playground."

"I hope so. Still, Manny could have programmed herself into the Simulation, as a kind of guardian."

"If so, I think we would have bumped into her already."

"In this next phase of the experiment, I'm going to be trying to reveal bumpha secrets. That might trigger her interlocks."

Just then, Lyn's voice came down the hallway, "Yrovi? You said you were coming right back."

Nyrtia pushed Yrovi away and playfully slapped her on the bottom. "You are needed." Yrovi hurried off to the bedroom and Nyrtia watched her cute posterior twitch off down the hallway. Then she shifted herself into the Simulation of Australia, in the year 1814, where the Editor was already with Rylla.

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I arrived in Australia and found myself in a saddle that had definitely not been designed with large testes in mind. I instantly felt Rylla's mind pattern. She looked back over her shoulder at me and asked telepathically: What just happened? 

I was furiously searching her thoughts, trying to find clues as to what had just been happening in this Simulator. I told her: I'm a copy of John.

I could sense that Rylla was trying to make sense of my thoughts. She turned her horse and called to Liza and Max, "Let the camels rest. We'll scout for the best campsite."

Max and Liza began guiding the camels into a stream bed while Rylla and I rode ahead along the trail. When we were out of sight of the caravan, Rylla jumped off of her horse. I dismounted and tried to keep my horse between Rylla and myself. Just a few minutes on horseback had over-stimulated my testes and now my penis was stiff inside my pants. Rylla came around the horse and asked, "Who are you?"

I tried to explain that I was from her future, but she was drilling down into my thoughts and I quickly fell silent. Okay... I confess that I was trying to determine if this version of Rylla was equipped with two nipples or four. She reached out and placed a hand on my crotch. "Yes, I was born with four nipples... just like... your Rylla." She was thinking about my copy, John Smith, who had been there in the Simulation until I showed up and took his place. "I know you like to play around with a big penis, but this seems ridiculous." She ran her hand along the full length of my bulging penis.

I told her, "About that... I can't control the size of my genitals."

She took hold of my hand and scratched the back of my hand with her finger nail. Blood appeared. She sniffed the blood and tasted it. "You are biological?"

Rylla in 1814

I nodded. "The last time I checked. However, since this is a Simulation, who knows what Nyrtia has cooked up for me?"

"You seriously claim that we are in a Simulated Reality? Right this moment?" Rylla had been trained for her original mission in Australia by making use of a Simulator. Now I could sense in her thoughts that she was trying to assess the possibility that she was not really on Earth.

I shrugged. "I suppose I have no way of proving that."

"Nyrtia sent you? As a replacement? Was Smith disrupting Nyrtia's plans?"

I'd known that Rylla had been sent to Australia after having been trained for her mission by positronic robots. I was relieved that she knew Nyrtia. "I think you need to continue calling me John. There is no sense in trying to explain this substitution to Max."

Rylla must have lifted information out of my mind. She said, "Nyrtia is here now, using Liza's body?"

I explained, "She wants to study the type of telepathic linkage that you and I share."

"And you are trying to sneak behind Manny's back."

"Yes, I think that is Nyrtia's intention."

Rylla shook her head. "This makes no sense. I can see in your thoughts that you know me... in the future."

"Well, yes. Although the Rylla I've known is some sort of copy of you... maybe a clone."

Rylla pointed to the east and told me, "You scout out that side of the valley. I'll go the other way. Let's meet back at the caravan and get camp setup, then we'll sort this out."

While I rode back to where the camels were, I was bombarded by Rylla's questions by way of our telepathic connection. I tried to get in a few questions of my own about the tryp'At, but I did not learn much from her. After supper, when Rylla and I were alone in our tent, she was intently watching Liza's behavior. Nyrtia, playing the role of Liza, had been keeping up appearances for the benefit of Max. Then finally, Liza crawled into our tent and told Rylla, "Yes, this is me... Nyrtia."

"Why all this trickery?" Rylla said, "Max is asleep. You can morph into your own form now."

Nyrtia shook her head, "No, I'm using Liza's body for the duration of this experiment. I won't be altering my form."

Rylla chuckled and demanded, "Which of you is going to explain the nature of this experiment? This is about telepathy?"

I'd been enjoying the fun of having a strong telepathic link to Rylla. I asked Nyrtia, "Did you place me inside a replicoid body or something?"

Nyrtia told me, "Turn off your analytical mind. This copy of Rylla has amplified telepathic abilities." Nyrtia ran her fingers through Rylla's hair and suggested, "Let's get comfortable... you can both relax. I just want to see how orgasms effect the telepathic connection between you two." Nyrtia waved a hand and instantly she and I were naked. She pushed me down on the blanket that Rylla and John Smith usually used as their bed. However, I was not an artificial life-form like Smith and the ground seemed mighty hard beneath that thin blanket. With Nyrtia's expert attention focused on my genitals, my penis was soon very hard. 

Rylla fondled my testes and giggled. "Really Nyrtia? These absurdly large genitals were your idea?"

Nyrtia took her mouth off of my erection and she took it into her vagina. However, this was Elizabeth's body and it was a very tight fit. I got half of my erection inside her and that was as far as I could go. "These field conditions are not optimal, but a scientist must go wherever the data can be collected. I'm going to make use of my physical connection to him, but I need the two of you to make use of your telepathic link to achieve simultaneous orgasms." Rylla looked at me and I could see a smirk on her lips. Nyrtia added, "Go ahead and get started."

Rylla altered her femtobot components so as to remove her clothing and then she laid her nude body against me and Liza. She complained to Nyrtia, "How can I concentrate on producing orgasms when I don't understand what you are trying to accomplish?"

Nyrtia sighed. "You two really deserve each-other. You both ask too many questions. If I have to, I can take control of this simulation and force the two of you to cooperate. This will be much more fun if you both relax and enjoy the sexplay. Our mission is quite simple. Manny the bumpha linked your two minds together in a way that I've never seen before. I want to find out how she did it."

Rylla began massaging my genitals. Telepathically she asked me: So you enjoy having your huge testes handled? They won't explode in my hands?

I replied: Your touch feels wonderful. I was sliding my fingers along the length of her hot wet labia. What can I do to stimulate you?

You are doing fine. In this artificial body I don't even need physical stimuli. However, Rylla could sense that I was reluctant to proceed with Nyrtia's experiment. She told Nyrtia, "I don't think this is going to work."

Nyrtia asked, "What's the problem?"

"He's not comfortable with this. He does not want to touch me."

"It was my understanding that you don't need to be touched in order to have an orgasm."

"That's true, but I need to make love to someone telepathically. He does not want me."

Nyrtia asked me, "What's this? What's the problem?"

Nyrtia was at work linking her body to mine via synapex connections from my penis to Liza's vagina. I was starting to get stray flashes of Nyrtia's thoughts by way of our growing connection. "Sorry, but I think of Rylla as my grand-daughter."

Nyrtia insisted, "This copy of Rylla was born and died a century before that Rylla. This is an artificial life-form, not your grand-daughter."

"Well, I know that rationally. This is a human emotional issue."

Nyrtia suggested, "Stop thinking about Zeta. This does not involve her."

Rylla asked me: Who is Zeta?

I told Rylla: Zeta is my wife.

Rylla told Nyrtia, "This isn't going to work. All he's thinking about is how he's going to explain to his wife that he had sex with their grand-daughter."

Liza

It is true that I was worried about that, but even as Rylla was stating the problem verbally, I could feel my thoughts shifting. I was now totally focused on Elizabeth and enthralled by her cute features and the way her tight vagina was so hot around the head of my penis. Now everything seemed like a dream and I felt myself fall away from normal waking consciousness. In my peripheral vision, I saw Nyrtia slide what looked like a big vibrator into Rylla's vagina. Nyrtia told Rylla, "In a few minutes, this device will begin to feel like your dear Mr. Smith's penis."

In my dream, I vaguely wondered who Mr. Smith was. Was he going to interrupt my sweet Liza before I could reach my climax? I felt like I was going to ejaculate, but I did not. The dream seemed endless and my eyes kept wandering through the dim light of the tent, picking out delightful features of Liza's face and body in the dim moonlight that penetrated the roof of the tent. For a time, I wondered why Liza was talking to herself. In retrospect, I suspect that my mind was telepathically linked to both Nyrtia and Rylla, but Nyrtia was preventing me from being able to think about anything except my sustained sexual excitement. 

Only later did I remember what Nyrtia and Rylla were telling each-other...

Rylla: What is the point of these absurdly large testes?

Nyrtia: Here at this moment, they serve no real purpose, except it would bother him if I suddenly shrank them. It was traumatic enough for him when they grew.

Rylla: They serve a purpose in the future where you two are from?

Nyrtia: No, they served a purpose in the past. This is hard... to explain.

Rylla: I can tell that you are thinking about Neanderthals.

Nyrtia: Yes, it began long ago. Neanderthal semen contained a chemical, clytykynyn, that could activate sensory receptors.

Rylla: Sexual sensation?

Nyrtia: Yes. That was part of the social bonding system of the Neanderthals. Later, R. Nahan and R. Gohrlay designed a whole family of clytykynyn proteins and receptors that they incorporated into a new human variant... culminating in the Asterothropes.

At the time, their words were like background music in my mind and made no sense to me. Finally I ejaculated and the three of us were united in a shared orgasm trance. Their conversation continued...

Rylla: Now I can sense your thoughts.

Nyrtia: Yes, our telepathic linkage is two-way. I'm trying to analyze your telepathic mind pattern as modulated by the Bimanoid Interface.

Rylla: I... I can't...

Later, when I came back to normal consciousness, my mind seemed numb. I was wondering if I should try sleeping, but I had not felt tired since Nyrtia first brought me into the Simulator... how many days previously? I noticed that Nyrtia and Rylla were engaged in sexplay. My penis was stiff and Rylla's thoughts were there in my mind: I'm not really your grand-daughter, you know.

I know.

I want to feel your big penis inside me.

I don't want to interrupt you two.

Join in the fun. Get yourself inside me.

Somehow, all my previous inhibitions had been removed. I had not a single thought about Zeta or the Final Reality. In my mind, I was in the old Wild West. Rylla and Nyrtia continued to give each-other oral sex and I pushed my hot erection into Rylla's wet vagina. I was not surprised that she was a perfect fit for me. 

Later, we were all tangled together and my memory system started up again. Nyrtia was saying, "So the upper vaginal epithelium evolved to phagocytize vast amounts of the semen. The clytykynyns stimulated and fueled the remodeling of the nervous system, aiding in the rapid establishment of synapex linkages."

Rylla asked, "So, both the father and the mother grew neuronal connections to the two developing embryos."

"Yes, and the parents guided the development of the telepathic abilities of the growing fetus."

I asked, "This is Asterothrope biology?"

"By the time the Asterothropes evolved, the clytykynyns were of lesser importance behind other hormones like oxypathin."

"So males again became unimportant?"

"True. For the Asterothropes, a mother, working without assistance, could adequately prepare the mind of her child for full telepathic functioning."

oxypathin

Both Nyrtia and Rylla were playing with my genitals. Rylla licked the tip of my penis and asked, "Is it possible that my body has clytykynyn receptors?"

"I can tell that you do, my dear, which is not a surprise given your tryp'At gene patterns."

"His semen tastes wonderful. Now I'm craving its sweet taste."

Nyria giggled. "Good. I was hoping to entice you into helping me with additional experiments."

Rylla asked, "What do you have in mind?"

"I want to take you out of this simulation. I'm assembling my research team in the Final Reality Simulator. However, there is a problem. Zeta Gohrlay is going to be part of the team."

I said, "Who is Zeta?" Some how that name seemed familiar to me, but I could not link it to any memories.

Nyrtia told Rylla: "I need the entire team, including him and Zeta fully conscious and cooperating."

"What is it you hope to accomplish?"

"Alpha Gohrlay departed from our galaxy without sharing with me the changes she made to the Bimanoid Interface. I want to locate the control system of the Bimanoid Interface so I can study it. Black box analysis, what I've been doing so far, can only take me part way towards a full connection to the Interface."

Rylla said, "I can't really imagine R. Gohrlay abandoning Earth."

"That will be more than a century in the future, after time travel is no longer possible."

I asked Nyrtia, "Why did you have to use Rylla and I for your experiment?"

Nyrtia explained, "The tryp'At were carefully designed to work optimally with the original Bimanoid Interface. By studying how you two make use of Bimanoid Interface version 2, I can learn much about the changes that Gohrlay made to the Interface."

For a time, both Nyrtia and Rylla manually and orally stimulated my genitals. I was trying hard to think about the Bimanoid Interface, but in whatever altered mental state Nyrtia was holding me, I was unable to think coherently. It was much to easy to simply enjoy the wonderful sexual sensations I was experiencing.

When I ejaculated Rylla kept her mouth on the tip of my penis and with each spurt of semen, she swallowed. I could hear the thoughts being exchanged by Nyrtia and Rylla.

Rylla: My mouth is tingling.

Nyrtia: Yes, you have clytykynyn receptors in your digestive tract.

Rylla: How long can he keep ejaculating?

Nyrtia: It is hard to predict. Right now he is very sexually excited.

Finally my orgasm ended and Rylla said, "That was an amazing experience. And now my stomach is... glowing."

Nyrtia explained, "You probably have clytykynyn receptors in your stomach."

Rylla was licking every last speck of my semen off of my penis. She commented to Nyrtia, "I could get used to this." 

Nyrtia said, "Max is awake now. I'm going to go cook him some breakfast."

When Nyrtia departed from the tent, my mind began to clear. The sun was brightening the sky and for a time I just gazed at Rylla while I recovered memories of what had happened that night. I was trying to decide if it would ever be possible for me to explain the events of that night to Zeta. I told Rylla, "She really went too far this time."

Rylla giggled and told me, "Don't be upset just because I took advantage of you. Tell me what you know about Nyrtia and her plans."

"I don't believe a thing she says."

"About trying to prepare for eternal life inside the Reality Simulations?"

"Once she can control the Bimanoid Interface, she could wreak havoc on Earth." 

Rylla used clothing nanites to dress herself and she left the tent. We were still linked telepathically. She told me: Positronic robots are designed to care for people.

Nyrtia told me: I can now follow your thoughts. 

I was still waiting for my erection to fade so I could get my pants on. I demanded of Nyrtia: What about it... do you still feel impelled to serve humans and the interests of Humanity?

The Road to Galaxia

Nyrtia replied: Of course. Nothing has changed.

You said you were re-structuring your brain.

Yes, that process is nearly complete. Nyrtia explained: The control circuits that embody the Laws of Robotics are now in biological form using the Daneel neural nets that were developed for Galaxia.

Finally I emerged from the tent and joined the others at the campfire. Max seemed to have noticed that Liza was behaving strangely. He asked, "What did you do to the oatmeal?"

Nyrtia replied, "A small experiment. You don't like it?"

Max sniffed his bowl of oats. "It smells like you dumped beer in it." He looked at the three of us. "You all smell bad. Did you get drunk last night?"

Galaxia

Rylla told Max, "Don't be rude. We did not bring any alcohol on this journey."

Soon we got the camels loaded up and we were back on the trail. That whole day, the three of us shared our telepathic connection. I explained to Rylla the sequence of events in the Foundation Reality that led to the Galaxia group mind. Nyrtia told Rylla and I about her plans to next study the telepathic minds of Ek'col and Kac'hin test subjects and how they interacted with the Bimanoid Interface. 24 hours after our arrival in Australia, the three of us exited from the Buld Reality Simulator.

Related Reading: Part 7 of The Historical Archives.

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The Synapex Connection

Below on this page is Part 5 of the science fiction story The Historical Archive. In Part 4, the Editor was placed inside a simulation of the First Reality where he experienced a time travel journey. R. Nyrtia's time machine could not only push people back into the past, but it could place them at any selected location on the surface of Earth... or even deep inside the planet.

R. Nyrtia and the Editor visited an ancient biolab hidden deep inside Earth. There, Nyrtia was able to examine a functioning teleporter and learn the trick for how to activate the teleportation equipment at Observer Base.

Meanwhile, Yrovi was busy transforming R. Lynscot into the precise physical form that would make her of use to the Nyrtia of the Final Reality. Now, the Editor learns about Nyrtia's plans and why Lynscot's body form was altered.

Part 5 of The Historical Archive (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)

I arrived back in the Final Reality Simulation and found myself standing beside Nyrtia who was using my computer. A moment before, I had been in the First Reality Simulator with the copy of Nyrtia from Deep Time who had taken on the appearance of a young Nyrturian woman named Qway. I knew that the Nyrtia of the Final Reality liked to use the bodily form of a somewhat older version of Qway. That version had a body reshaped by having gone through the unusual Nyrturian reproductive process. 

Deep Time

I confess that I was staring at Nyrtia's overly-large (from a human perspective) breasts and thinking about Zeta and what might happen if she tried to call me from Australia. Would the connection open up on my computer and transmit images of Nyrtia to Zeta? Nyrtia giggled and I looked away from her breasts to she what she was watching on the computer screen. Just then I heard the sound of Yrovi's laughter coming from down the hall. On the screen, I saw Yrovi laughing and she and another woman were at play with a big erection. I turned and started towards the bedroom, but Nyrtia said, "Don't interfere! Once Yrovi explains things to your copies, she'll join us here."

I stopped in my tracks and looked over Nyrtia's shoulder at the screen. Now I could see that the other woman there with Yrovi had the distinctive features of a Nyrturian and she had laid herself down on the bed. Then the man came fully into view. He looked like me. As he proceeded to make love to the woman I muttered, "My copies?"

Just then, Yrovi came down the hall and told Nyrtia, "Mission accomplished... now I'll try to tune in..." She went to the sofa and pushed one of Zeta's big vibrators into her vagina.

Nyrtia asked Yrovi, "Couldn't you feel a link to Lyn's mind?"

"Yes, I have weak connection to her now... hopefully it will get stronger during our orgasm trance." She fell silent and concentrated on rubbing up an orgasm.

Nyrtia turned off the computer and the images coming from the bedroom were gone from the screen. She turned to me and took hold of my penis. The nanite-generated clothing that I had been wearing while inside the First Reality Simulation had not followed me back to the Final Reality. Nyrtia told me, "We should try to link into this shared orgasm."

I demanded, "What's going on? Why is there a copy of me in there." I jabbed a thumb over my shoulder in the direction of the bedroom.

The Asimov Reality

Nyrtia sighed and asked, "You'd rather talk than make love to me?"

The answer to her question was really 'no', but I was feeling like a ping-pong ball being bounced back and forth between the First Reality and the Final Reality. "Just tell me who that is... is he my replicoid, Irhit?"

Nyrtia pushed me backwards and I fell into a big recliner. She began sucking on my penis and as soon as it was fully erect she got on top of me and slid my penis inside her hot vagina. She did not have to move. As an artificial life-form, she could provide my genitals with an erotic massage while holding her face at rest right in front of mine. She kissed me tenderly on the lips then told me, "That copy of you is the one that lived through all of Earth's history for the past 6,000 years. He's going to help us recruit a Rylla copy, but since he is here, he can start training up Lyn for how to use the Bimanoid Interface." Now she started rubbing the glans of her big stiff Nyrturian clitoris against me.

For a time, I was content to play with Nyrtia's spectacular breasts and over on the sofa I could see Yrovi where she was busily masturbating. From the bedroom came the happy sounds of a woman crying out in pleasure. I asked, "Who is that woman?"

Nyrtia giggled and asked in surprise, "You really can't recognize yourself?"

I had no idea what Nyrtia was asking me, but she had said "copies" of me. "You mean..." I could not bring myself to say what I was thinking.

"Exactly. That's Lynscot, but now in the body form that I enjoyed most from our time together in the First Reality. A Nyrturian body. But her face is that of one of Gohrlay's Escapist friends... Meppen... you."

Grean's Hack

I had not gotten a good look at Meppen's face. "What do you mean me?"

"Your analogue in the First Reality was Meppen. Don't look so surprised. You know that Asimov was a fixed point in time. Just like you, his First Reality analogue was a friend of Gohrlay. Eventually, Gohrlay used the replicoid system to make sure that both of you would have analogues in every Reality."

"But why should Lyn use Meppen's appearance?"

"Oh, I'm sure that makes no sense to you. You know nothing about the Second Reality. It was Nahan's choice, actually. The Nahan of the second Reality got to know Meppen quite well."

I sighed. Everyone there inside that Simulator was synchronizing their minds and we all tumbled into the shared mind space of an orgasm trance. I could 'hear' Yrovi's thoughts: Oh! Wow, this is intense...

I was experiencing an exceedingly pleasurable orgasm that made it difficult for me to think. However, I could sense a few stray thoughts from Nyrtia and I tried to lock onto them. She was thinking about Rylla. As I began to regain conscious control of my thought processes, I telepathically asked Yrovi: We're going to Australia with that copy of me?

Old Time Gaming

Yrovi told me: I have to stay here and help link Lyn into the Interface. You and Nyrtia will go to Earth...

As I came out of the orgasm trance, I lost the ability to hold a telepathic conversation with Yrovi. I asked Nyrtia, "We are going to visit Rylla in the 1800s?"

"I know you've been curious about the Rylla Intervention ever since you wrote your version of Old Time Gaming."

"I'm curious about many things. Like why you brought me into this simulation."

Nyrtia used her vaginal muscles to squeeze on my erection. "You are not enjoying yourself?"

"All the sexplay is amazing. I just had an orgasm that..." I was unable to find words to explain the experience.

Nyrtia chuckled, "Not many humans get to have a simultaneous orgasm with copies of themselves." She kissed me and put her vibrating tongue into my mouth.

After about five minutes, Yrovi came over and sat on the arm of the recliner. She reported, "Lyn must have enjoyed that. Now she's up on on top of him and going for a second orgasm."

Nyrtia pulled her face away from mine and told Yrovi, "You should tell them that rest periods are important... for the nervous system linkage..."

Yrovi went off to the bedroom muttering, "I'll tell them, but they are into friction at the moment..."

The Alastor Network

I asked Nyrtia, "What is this nervous system linkage? How do Yrovi and I keep getting stronger and stronger telepathic links? And during that shared orgasm, I could see into your thoughts, too."

Nyrtia asked, "You still don't understand why you are here?"

"Well, you told me that I'm supposed to learn about the past and correct some errors in what I've-"

Nyrtia interrupted me and said, "Yes, yes, that is an opportunity that you will have, but I want you here for selfish reasons."

I stammered, "The sex is great, but surely you don't need me as a source of orgasms."

Nyrtia sighed. She kissed the tip of my nose. "I'll try to explain, but I don't expect you to understand." For a minute she simply snuggled against me, seeming to enjoy mashing her breasts against my chest. Finally she asked me, "Why do you think I've been feeding you and Rylla all of these stories about telepathy, orgasm trances, Reality Simulation and giant penises for the past few years?"

"Feeding me?" I thought about the possibilities and the mystery of how Yōd had attained the ability to link to me telepathically from inside the Asimov Reality Simulator. "Do you mean that you had something to do with Yōd being able to send me stories about the Asimov Reality?"

"Yes, I've been there... helping Yōd with her mission inside the AR Simulator. But I also work with your other collaborators, including folks at the Writers Block in the Ekcolir Reality Simulation. Don't you remember how you got started writing those silly Grean's Hack stories?"

I tried to remember back to 2020. I muttered, "Often my story ideas just seem to pop into my head..."

Nyrtia told me, "We just got a neural connection. Let's try it out. Try to empty your mind and listen for my thoughts."

Reality Chain

I closed my eyes. I could hear the the far-off mutter of voices from down the hall that were originating from the bedroom. Yrovi was telling my copy about how to establish 'neuronal linkages'. I heard a cat in the kitchen munching on dry cat food. With the feel of Nyrtia's breasts resting on me and her hot vagina wrapped around my penis, I thought of Zeta and wondered what she was doing on the other side of the planet. Stop thinking about Zeta. I knew I should be trying to test for a telepathic link to Nyrtia, but those connections were fragmentary and only came during orgasms. I'm here now. I opened my eyes and looked at Nyrtia's pretty face. I thought: Holly. 

Nyrtia again squeezed my penis with her vagina. Nyrtia, not Holly.

Finally, I realized I was not just hearing my own thoughts. I asked: Is that really you?

Nyrtia spoke, "Success! You could receive my thoughts."

I added, "And we are not even sharing an orgasm trance."

"Right now, we have something better. My nervous system is physically connected to yours."

"Wait... what?"

Again Nyrtia squeezed my penis with the walls of her vagina. She explained, "This was a Nahan concept and design. The big genitals and breasts of the Nyrturians were crafted so as to make it possible for two Nyrturians to link their nervous systems."

I was startled by that concept. "You mean, right now, we have linked neurons, physically connecting your vagina to my penis?"

"Exactly. However, in the First Reality, that system for linking neural networks was only used to link mothers to their children. It was only in the Second Reality that all the giant penises showed up." Nyrtia giggled. "I'd been having future-visions of that during my whole life, but I had to wait until I was 20 before the first Reality Change..."

I snapped my fingers, "That's why she was so eager to have sex with me!" I was thinking about the Nyrtia of the First Reality.

Nyrtia nodded. "Yes, it worked out perfectly. When I sent you into the First Reality Simulator, I knew that me of the past would be intrigued by your genitals. I'd been having visions of them my whole life."

"About these visions... how did that work?"

"It is a feature of the positronic brain. Well, it was a feature, until the Huaoshy altered the Dimensional Structure of the universe. I could tap into the sedron data stream and receive information from the future. Specifically, even as a little girl, I had visions of making love to men who had enormous genitals."

"But you said the Nyrturians were all women... no men."

"In the First Reality. Then, in the Second Reality, with both Nahan and Gohrlay carrying out the genetic engineering of a new, telepathic human variant, they came up with the true precursor to the Asterothropes. A new human variant that had males, females and hermaphrodites."

I suggested, "And the males had big penises. But what did you say about Nyrturian women linking to their children?"

hierions and sedrons

Nyrtia was busy nibbling on one of my ears. After a long pause, she finally said, "I think you should let Rylla explain that to you. After all, as a robot, I've never been a mother."

I asked, "So, Rylla really got to be a mom back in the 1800s?"

"Well, you know, it was a copy of the bioentity that you have come to know as Rylla. Like you, she originated as one of Gohrlay's friends in the First Reality."

"Really? I knew Rylla's analogue in the first Reality?"

"Your analogues were members of the Escapist Clan at the time when R. Gohrlay became the first positronic robot."

"Wow. I suppose that explains why I have always felt a special connection to Rylla."

"Well, she is very sexy."

"Ya, but I don't think that is it. But maybe you can explain how she ended up with four nipples."

Nyrtia sat up, still holding my stiff penis inside her vagina. She took hold of her breasts and jiggled them at me. "Extra breasts was an Asterothrope innovation that came after the great successes of the Eternity technology project. Many Asterothrope gene combinations went into the creation of the tryp'At, so ya, Rylla inherited the second row of breasts."

"So Rylla is tryp'At?"

"Well, she's a mongrel. I'll leave it to her... she can tell you her secrets... if she wants to..." 

Just then, Yrovi returned to the living room and told Nyrtia, "I finally got them settled down."

source

Nyrtia nodded. "Yes, I've transferred over the new axon guidance and synapex routines to Lyn's femtobots." Nyrtia reached out and slipped the fingers of her hand between Yrovi's legs. "We should initiate a test... as soon as you are ready."

Yrovi complained, "Why couldn't you have arranged to have another penis here for these experiments?"

Nyrtia laughed. "Really my dear, you know the value of a controlled experiment."

"That doesn't make it any easier for me to see you and Lyn having so much fun while I get stuck with nothing but a piece of plastic stuck up my vagina."

Nyrtia said, "Oh, you make such a lot of noise... here, give me Zeta's vibrator." Nyrtia simply waved her hand and the vibrator was there in her grip. "We'll do without the control just to keep you quiet. There... I've shifted the femtobot penis neuron growth algorithm into this magic wand." She handed the vibrator to Yrovi. "There you go. Hurry up now, and remember, don't switch it on. Vibrations will prevent the synapex linkages from forming."

Yrovi went back to the sofa and inserted the modified sex toy into her vagina. I asked Nyrtia, "So, you have complete control over what happens in this Simulation?"

"Complete control is not the best way to describe the situation. I'm actually outside of the Simulator. Right now, you've got your big penis inside a simulation of my body. This is optimal because I can quickly test new femtobot programs, erase the failures, reset the Simulation and move on to the next part of the experiment."

"With all these resets, how much time is actually passing... in the real world?"

Nora: too perfect to be human

"Don't worry about your precious Zeta, she is having fun in Australia with Nora. I'll have you back in her waiting arms soon enough." Nyrtia began rubbing her stiff nipples across my chest. I tried to reach down and massage her clitoris but she said, "You just relax now. I need to get everyone synchronized. Don't use any of your sly tricks to rush me into an orgasm." She kissed my mouth and then closed her eyes. She seemed to be concentrating, but she kept playing with her breasts. 

I closed my eyes and it was as if I could now look through Nyrtia's mind into that of Lyn. And there beyond Lyn was my copy in the bedroom and... it took me a moment, but then I realized I was also linked to Yrovi through the vibrator. I was extremely sexually aroused and felt like something was artificially preventing me from ejaculating. Nyrtia told me: Yes, I'm holding you back from your climax while the neural net links into Yrovi.

I suggested: We could make billions on Earth if you can reproduce and patent this effect.

Nyrtia seemed amused. Of course, humans can't be trusted with this technology. Civilization would grind to a halt if humans could engineer orgasm trances.

I began to wonder if all my memories of these sexcapades would be removed from my brain when Nyrtia returned me to Earth. Thinking of Earth and Zeta, I suddenly had a flashed image in my mind of Zeta making love to Nora. After that image faded away, I had the feeling that Nora had been thrusting her penis into Zeta. Nora with a penis? Yes, that had been the image, and almost as startling was the realization that Nora's penis had been inserted into Zeta's allzaurish. Zeta with an allzaurish? I started to laugh and then I began to ejaculate. I was in a shared mind space with Yrovi, Nyrtia, Lyn and my replicoid copy. Yrovi said: I can feel you two ejaculating!

The Allzaurish Experiment

And I could feel the fire that seemed to be flashing through Nyrtia's breasts. Floating in my sexual ecstasy, I tried to focus on the hard nodules of her nipples and the glans of her clitoris, but I could also sense both the bodies of Yrovi and Lyn and share in their individual sexual experiences. After what seemed like an eternity, the hot spurts of my ejaculations ended and I felt the waves of contractions that continued to spread along the length of Nyrtia's vagina. Eventually, I emerged from that orgasm trance and found myself in a tangle of limbs and other body parts. 

Yrovi was there on the recliner with Nyrtia and I. As I came back to normal consciousness, I was amused to see that Qyla was perched on one arm of the recliner where she was having her ears scratched by Nyrtia. I could hear Yrovi pleading: Its my turn now.

Nyrtia said: I'm still working on the neurite and synapex programming.

Finish that later. Oh, you are so selfish. Just like an egotistical god.

Nyrtia giggled: I've asked you not to think of me as a goddess.

You've also warned me not to get addicted to you, but that was before you exposed me to your sexual magic for two months.

Nyrtia directed her next thought to me: Welcome back, lover.

I mumbled, "What happened?"

Yrovi told me, "The experiment was a success, but now Nyrtia is being mean. I want my turn."

"Very well." Nyrtia pulled herself off of my erection.

I was rather alarmed to see the bright red of the tip of my penis. Nyrtia said, "Quick now. Link up before his penile neurites start to retract."

Yrovi yanked the vibrator out of her vagina and took my penis inside her warm wet vagina. She was squatting over me with a look of triumph on her face. I reached up and stroked her stiff nipples. "So you to planned this from the beginning..."

Nyrtia told me, "How would you have reacted if I had told you from the start that I wanted you for these experiments?"

"True, I don't like the idea of being used. I still don't understand what you are trying to accomplish."

"Well... I suppose Yrovi has the right diagnosis. I've decided that I want to become an integral part of the Reality Simulation System and I want to regain my telepathic powers, specifically my ability to link to the minds of humans, which is theoretically possible within the confines of the Simulators. However, in order to program the Simulators to provide me with telepathy, I need to have telepathy. Towards that end, I've assembled a team that can help me wire myself up for the type of technology-assisted telepathy that is used by the Bimanoid Interface."

"I'm confused. Surely you have records of your old telepathic mind at work."

"Yes, but for some reason, when the Huaoshy changed the Dimensional Structure of the universe, that also broke the ability of the Simulators to successfully model my type of twitino-mediated telepathy. In fact, the twitino may not even exist anymore... or else its properties are so different that it is not recognizable. In any case, these experiments are designed to help me solve my telepathy problem, which seems linked to the changes that Gohrlay made to the Bimanoid Interface just before she left this galaxy." Nyrtia bent down and began licking my testes.

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Yrovi told me, "I think R. Gohrlay tried to prevent Nyrtia from using the Reality Simulation System as a way to telepathically control Earthlings." She asked, "How long should it take for our nervous systems to link together?"

Nyrtia replied, "I'm not going to start accelerating the Simulation just because you are impatient, my dear. Relax and enjoy some foreplay. Haven't you learned anything from Lyn?"

Yrovi looked over her shoulder, "Well, stop fooling around back there. I don't want you rushing him into another orgasm before I'm ready. I'm going to need some friction."

I put two finger tips on the stiff glans of her clitoris and said, "Tell me what you would like me to do."

Yrovi said, "That feels nice! You can press harder."

Nyrtia said, "Sadly, men don't know what to do with a clitoris." She laid her head on my abdomen and started stimulating Yrovi with her artificial tongue. I contented myself playing with Nyrtia's breasts with one hand and Yrovi's with my other hand. After about ten minutes, Nyrtia lifted her head and said, "You two are linked physically." She went off to the bedroom and Yrovi proceeded to start grinding the glans of her clitoris into me.

After about five minutes, Yrovi reached behind and squeezed my testes. We slipped into an orgasm trance and Nyrtia was there. She told us: Lyn is taking her sweet time, so it is only the three of us this time.

I could tell that Nyrtia was now using the specially modified vibrator. After I came out of the orgasm trance, Yrovi was sprawled across my chest. I said, "I could feel Nyrtia's powerful vagina contracting, even though I was inside you."

Ivory's attempts to use
the Bimanoid Interface

She nodded. "Yes, I could feel that, too. Our minds were in a loop, with all of our sensory experiences bouncing back and forth from brain to brain."

For a time Yrovi and I kissed and ran our hands over each-others bodies. I suggested, "Nyrtia is rushing ahead of us. She can use the synapex link to allow for telepathy even without an orgasm trance."

Yrovi told me, "She's cheating. She can use the Simulator to create some types of artificial telepathy, without the Bimanoid Interface, but that is not what she is after."

I asked, "What does she hope to accomplish?"

"She has a serious problem. She knows it would be a mistake if she started to interfere in events on Earth. Maybe she can keep herself busy exploring the Reality Simulators. As soon as she can program the Simulators to give her the type of telepathic powers that she wants, she'll be done with you and you can go back to Zeta."

I could see that Yrovi was holding back tears. I said, "She'll be done with you, too. I suppose you are feeling used."

"That's okay, I knew what I was getting into. I was willing to go along with Nyrtia since I would have a chance to see you again."

"Maybe we could-"

"No, don't even think it. The temptation is too great. I'm going back to Tar'tron as soon as we are done helping Nyrtia. You'll go back to your Zeta."

"And I'll never forget you."

"And I'll never forget you. We had our lifetime together and nobody can take that away from us... although I was rather alarmed to see how old you have become."

"I don't mind getting old. I don't really like the idea of eternal life."

"It will be an adventure for me... trying to live forever."

I asked, "How are you going to get to Tar'tron?"

Yrovi remained silent for a long time during which we played silly little erotic games. Eventually, she told me, "I won't actually be returning to the Galactic Core. However, I'll be living in a Simulation of that world." I'm dubious about the value of living for eternity inside Simulations. Before I could think of a way to say that without offending Yrovi, she changed the subject and asked me, "Well, how do you feel since you got your wish of being a time traveler?"

I replied, "I doubt if my trip to Earth with Nyrtia counts."

She laughed and pushed on the tip of my nose with her finger tip. "You are such a stubborn man. I suppose you were too busy having sex with Nyrtia to even notice the time travel."

"Were you watching us?"

"No, I was busy playing with Lyn. What did you see on Earth?"

"We spent most of our time on a nice beach. I kept wondering if we might run into some other people, but we did not. I was also distracted by my doubts about her time machine, which looked like a joke installation in an art museum. I could not stop myself from wondering if we simply teleported to Earth, or... well, maybe she and I passed through an hierion tube from Observer Base to Earth."

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"Why would Nyrtia try to trick you?"

"In my experience, people who want to use me to further their ends are perfectly willing to lie to me. I don't know why you and Nyrtia didn't tell me your true objective when I was first pulled into this Simulation."

"Well, I did not lie to you. I simply did not tell you everything that I know. You bring this sort of thing on yourself. If you were more cooperative, people could be more open with you."

"Anyhow, after the beach we visited the underground biological experimentation facility. Nyrtia got very excited after she examined the teleportation equipment."

Yrovi explained, "Yes, by examining that functioning device, she learned how to activate the teleporter at Observer Base. Can you guess the first use that was made of the Observer Base teleporter after it was activated?"

"Did the positronic robots immediately start Intervening in events on Earth?"

Yrovi shook her head. "That began in the Second Reality. No, they teleported Nyrtia's time machine into Nyrturia. With all the important gene patterns, robots, people and technology inside a portion of Observer Base that was protected from the Reality Change, Nahan could then go back in time and he saved R. Gohrlay's brain from destruction."

"How was that rescue mission actually accomplished?"

"I don't know the details, but Nahan disguised himself as an Escapist friend of Gohrlay. You'll have to ask Nahan for details when you return to the First Reality."

Next: Part 6 of The Historical Archive.