Stateorea

Human variants in the Ekcolir Reality

 Below on this page is Part 2 of a science fiction story called Echo of Cynym. In Part 1, Eddy arrived on Alastor 2672 and was taken to the telepathy research laboratory of Dr. Elyn Arky. Working in collaboration with R. Nyrtia, Manny the bumpha had brought Eddy to the planet Dethevicinelec in hopes of killing two birds with one stone. After many years of trying (but failing) to find a way to control his output of telepathic signals, Manny hopes that the Stateorea can "quiet" Eddy's mind.

During the same mission to Alastor 2672, Manny plans to introduce Eddy to Onky, a Chyntos hermaphrodite. Onky has a rare genetic mutation that makes her body immunologically incompatible with the native lifeforms of Dethevicinelec.

Bisop, a telepathic robot from the planet Triskelion, has just introduced Eddy to Elyn. The Stateorea, telepathic natives of Alastor 2672, are unable to tolerate the presence of Eddy's telepathic mind which emits telepathic signals in an uncontrolled fashion.

Part 2 of Echo of Cynym  (read Part 1)

First, Nyrtia crafted the Chyntos;
 then Manny made plans for Onky.

Dr. Arky sat rather stiffly behind her large desk and I sensed that she had been waiting impatiently for my arrival. She greeted Bisop with a curt nod and told the robot, "Thank you for delivering our guest." Speaking with strain and tension in her voice, Elyn gave Bisop an order: "Bring the warrior girl to this office, immediately!"  

Bisop set down my suitcase on the floor, producing a rather loud 'thunk' and immediately began to object to Elyn's request, "But she'll insist that I-"

Dr. Arky interrupted, "No buts! The natives are in a tizzy. So move!"

Bisop departed and I followed Elyn's eyes to the chair that was positioned in front of her desk. Although the room was mostly in shadows, I knew very well that I had no hope of concealing from her the lump in my pants caused by my stiff penis. Still feeling dizzy, I turned away from her, picked up my suitcase and speaking over my shoulder said, "I'm pleased to be here in your research facility and we have much to discuss." I suggested, "But first, I'd like to rest for a while. My journey has been rather unsettling. Is there a quiet room where I could relax and possibly take a nap?"

Elyn shook her head. "We don't have time for that. So, set down your duffel and sit down in that chair. I need to talk to you right now!" She seemed very tense and spoke in a brittle voice that set my teeth on edge.

I dropped the heavy suitcase with a thud and then sat down as she told me, "Hmm... Bisop just blasted me with her telepathic mind... chastising me for being impatient and pushy. However, in my own defense, I'm simply trying to solve your problem of telepathic disharmony with the natives."

I muttered, "I'm sorry if I have done something to upset the native creatures of this world."

Elyn dismissed my statement with a brief wave of her hand and continued impatiently, "Ed, please don't waste your breath on useless apologies. This world is simply not hospitable for humans. Now, what interests me is... well, Bisop also tells me that you are from outside... that we are in a simulation of Reality."

Based on the evidence obtained from my casual glances across her cluttered desk, Dr. Arky seemed like a normal human woman, about my own age, and I felt no telepathic link to her mind. Judging by the fine lines around her mouth, I guessed that she was more than 70 years old, but she seemed sharp and alert. I was surprised that she seemed not at all perplexed by the idea that we were inside a Reality Simulation. 

Wondering what I should say about the Simulator and why I was using it to investigate Dr. Arky's telepathic research laboratory, I told her, "Yes... that is true. You need not trouble yourself trying to understand how this Simulation is possible. I suggest we simply stay focused on our shared interest in telepathy." My eyes were adjusting to the low lighting in Elyn's office and now I could see into the poorly-lit tanks that surrounded us.

two Stateorea

The walls of Dr. Arky's office were becoming crowded with dozens of Stateorea. Elyn commented, "You have attracted the attention of the Stateorea... they are gathering in unusually large numbers. We may well be inside a simulation, but you will excuse me if I go about my duties. I have to take quick action to calm the natives."

I was watching two of the strange aliens as they swam in the water beyond the glass walls of the office. "Maybe it is my imagination, but I can almost feel their minds."

"You are a telepath?"

"I have some telepathic ability, but not much."

"Well, they feel your mind and that is the problem. The Stateorea need peace and quiet, but you are a source of telepathic noise. We are going to have to solve that problem before we can..." Dr. Arky fell silent. For a time she looked into the water tanks and I had the strange sensation that maybe Dr. Arky was in telepathic communication with the natives. I could see among the items on her desk the letters I had sent to her and also what looked like a stack of color photographic prints. The top photograph looked like an image of one of the native sea creatures.

I was still quite sexually aroused, and I began fantasizing about engaging in sexplay with Elyn. I pushed at my erection and tried to find a comfortable way to accommodate it within my pants. It seemed odd that Dr. Arky had been so eager to speak to me, but now all she was doing was looking at the alien creatures that surrounded us. I began to feel as if I was being stalked by predators. I have the ability to pull myself out of the Reality Simulation System at any time and I contemplated the wisdom of departing from Alastor 2672 before something horrible happened. However, I was more interested in finding a way to achieve an orgasm and relieve the ache in my engorged penis. 

Ottengla

I tried closing my eyes in an effort to quell my dizziness. In my thoughts, I could picture the cute young woman who I had haunted my previous visual hallucinations. Were the aliens putting that image into my mind for a reason or was the lovely face of that dream girl my own fantasy, my own creation, a response that had been provoked by a telepathic stimulus from the aliens? 

Suddenly, the vision in my mind, the face of the girl turned blue. I was reminded of another world, Ottengla, where strange alien-human hybridization experiments had taken place. The telepathic hybrids of Ottengla had interesting anatomical features, including a tail.

I noticed that I was sliding my hand back and forth along the shaft of my stiff penis, and feeling somewhat embarrassed, I opened my eyes. Dr. Arky had not noticed me giving myself sexual pleasure with my hand.

After about five minutes of silence, Dr. Arky finally took her eyes off of the swarming natives and glanced back towards me. "Through the decades, I've developed a certain amount of telepathic rapport with the Stateorea. They seem amused by the idea that they exist within a simulation." Then she looked down at her desk and sorted through the pile of letters I had written to her and finally pulled one out. "You claim to be from Earth." She quickly re-read my letter and then looked at me. "I doubt if I can trust anything you told me in these letters. Let's start over... tell me the truth... tell me why you are here."

With my cover identity completely blown, I did my best to explain my efforts to learn about the origins of human telepathy. Dr. Arky accepted the idea that Alastor Cluster was being used as a place where alien genes could be mined for useful telepathic gene combinations. She told me about a particular cluster of Stateorea genes that she had used in the design and construction of the Chyntos.

Eventually, my discussion of genetics with Dr. Arky was interrupted when a young Chyntos came through the door into Elyn's office. She wore a tight little skirt and what looked like a necktie hanging down between her double row of breasts. Her upper breasts were small round swellings and the second row showed only a pair of pink nipples on the lower part of her chest, just above her abdomen. All four of her nipples were erect and she seemed a bit flushed and sweaty.

I had no doubt; here was the girl of my hallucinations. I felt relief that her skin was not blue. She had a nice sun tan, but apparently while exposing her skin to ultra violet light she was careful to cover up her breasts. She was a tall girl with long dark hair that tumbled around her tanned shoulders.

Bisop was waiting just outside the office doorway, but Dr. Arky called to the robot, "What took you so long?"

Bisop took one step into the office and replied, "You knew there would be delay." I could see that Bisop now had bare feet like the Chyntos girl and while Bisop still wore her top, it was not fastened shut, allowing her cute breasts to be seen.

The Chyntos girl (who I would soon learn is named Onky and is not really a girl) came just a few small steps into the room and halted. She spoke to Elyn: "I told Bisop that I'd rather die than have to do you another sexual favor."

"Onky does not enjoy being used in this way." Bisop added, "I had to bribe Onky in order to get her to even come to the office and listen to your new proposal."

"I understand her reluctance. However, we all have to pitch in and do are part if we are going to be allowed to stay on this planet." Dr. Arky laughed. "And of course, I also understand that the only thing of value to Onky is an fiery orgasm."

Bisop stepped close to the girl and put her arms around Onky and tenderly kissed the side of her face. "I'm sorry that I had to rush you into that orgasm, but Dr. Arky was waiting for you."

Onky kissed Bisop on the lips and told the robot, "You were in such a hurry, I don't think that my orgasm should count. However, the Stateorea were pushing at me and I was exceptionally horny and desperate... so I achieved a quick orgasm, in record time. You provided me with wonderful sexual pleasure, as always, my love, but in all fairness, you really must make love to me again later today when we will be able to go slowly and take our time." After nodding to Onky and with one last glance at Elyn, Bisop turned departed from the office.

"Now, to business." Elyn told the girl, "Onky, I have another one of these little sexual favors to ask of you." She pointed at me and told Onky, "Our new problem. This is Dr. Edward Lyster, a biologist from Earth."

Onky leaned towards me, shook my hand and asked Elyn, "So it is Ed who has all the Stateorea so upset?" Her hand was sweaty and hot.

Dr. Arky nodded. "Exactly. I need you to quiet down Dr. Lyster's mind. He can't control his telepathic output. You did a fine job with that centrifuge saleswoman last year... just do a repeat performance, this time with Ed."

Onky moaned. "Don't remind me about her! That saleswoman was so rude... saying she was repulsed by my alien genitals."

Elyn assured Onky, "Bisop has carefully analyzed the situation using his telepathic abilities. According to Bisop, Eddy has extensive prior experience with human variants and is more open-minded." 

I nodded and told Onky, "It is true. For many years I've been investigation the origins of human telepathy and I have been studying many types of telepathic human-alien hybrids on quite a few of the worlds of Alastor Cluster." I was trying not to look at Onky's pink nipples, but she followed my eyes and grinned. She raised a hand and began to rub one of her lower nipples between the tips of her fingers. I eventually learned that this was something of a habit for her, endlessly repeated. "As a matter of fact, only a few minutes ago, I was thinking about the planet Ottengla and its people, who have blue skin and even a tail! Compared to the Ottenglans, you are quite human, but I even learned to appreciate the unique features of the Ottenglans as yet another interesting pathway for human evolution. I'm a biologist and I love diversity."

Onky asked Elyn, "Did you tell him about Cynym tails?"

Elyn gave her head a quick shake. "Ed only just arrived. We have to get his telepathic mind under control. There will be time later for detailed discussions of Cynym and Chyntos biology."

Onky told me, "If you don't say rude things about my genitals, then I'll try to avoid commenting on your advanced age." She held out a hand towards me. "Do we have a deal?"

I took her delicate hand in mine a second time and nodded. I tried to look her in the eyes and not glance at her nipples, but I was very sexually aroused. A big group of Stateorea were gathered beyond the glass walls, watching us. Full disclosure: I was wondering what might be special and alien about Onky's genitals.

Elyn prompted me, "He won't criticize your anatomy, isn't that right Dr. Lyster?"

I was appreciatively drinking in Onky's lovely anatomical features with my eyes. I pulled my gaze away from Onky and told Elyn, "Onky is like a dream vision. As an appreciative male admirer, I'll endeavor to compliment her magical beauty at every opportunity. I only wish I were fifty years younger and could hope that she might look upon me with favor."

 Dr. Arky opened a drawer of her desk and pulled out an object about the size of a small bowling ball. "Use this and..." Elyn handed Onky the spherical plastic bottle that held a swirling mass of... what? Pulsing and morphing blobs of alien tissue. "...put a muffler on his brain."

When Onky stepped past me towards Dr. Arky, I saw that she had two cute little breasts on her back. Still feeling disoriented and exceptionally sexually aroused, I was quickly into a fantasy about me having a sexplay session with Onky.

Onky took the bottle from Dr. Arky and complained, "But these neurosurgical techniques were all developed for use on Chynners." She looked at the alien creature in the bottle. "Do we really know these neural network editing procedures are safe for outsiders?" She looked at me and said, "I don't want to damage his mind."

I later learned that 'Chynners' was a type of slang term that Onky often used to refer to the Chyntos. She said it like a cross between "sinners" and "shiners". Not yet knowing the term 'Chynners', I was left wondering if the automated translation provided by the Reality Simulation System was faulty.

Dr. Arky rather impatiently told Onky, "Bisop thinks that Ed's mind can be taken through the surgical adjustment process without any problems as long as it is you that is telepathically guiding him and preventing him from putting up resistance while the Stateorea do the nanosurgery."

Elyn told me, "Since Onky has not been sexually conditioned by her fellow Chyntos, her mind pattern is certainly the best match to yours... she still has a nearly normal human thought system." Dr. Arky shifted her gaze back to Onky and added, "Remember, you have to do this for the sake of the natives. I don't expect you to pretend that you enjoy doing these favors for me."

Bisop was again there at the door, looking into Dr. Arky's office. Bisop gestured to Onky who was about to say something more, but she fell silent and walked out of the office. Dr. Arky told me, "Good luck." 

I was worried about the idea that my brain would have to be altered in order for me to be made compatible with the telepathic Stateorea. I was trying to put my qualms into words when Bisop quickly stepped back into the office, grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to my feet and guided me out into the hallway. 

 I tried to pick up my suitcase on the way out of the office, but Elyn told me, "Leave your bag. I want to inspect it for contraband." Bisop pulled harder and yanked me out into the hallway.

I briefly wondered what Dr. Arky thought she might find among my belongings, but then my attention quickly turned back to Onky and my pending brain surgery.

Bisop and I followed along behind Onky and I could not help but watch the jaunty bouncing of the two small breasts on her back and I also enjoyed the motion of her sexy bottom as it twitched under her sleek skirt. I asked the robot, "What's going on?"

Bisop explained, "Just relax and do anything that Onky asks you to do. I think she can protect your mind while the Stateorea adjust your brain systems to quiet your thoughts. If not, you won't be able to stay here on this world."

I muttered, "Quiet my thoughts..." Not satisfied with that answer from the robot, I pressed my point. "With a muffler? The creature in the bottle?"

We turned a corner and proceeded down another corridor. Now moving deeper into the underground facility we passed through a decorative archway. Dozens of small sculpted human figures frolicked on that arch and only after my perception shifted did I notice an embedded line of text: "THINK ONLY OF LOVE". On the other side of the arch, there was a change in the construction of the corridor and there was also water above us; tanks that were set in the ceiling. Glancing up into the tank above us, it was plain to see that beyond the glass, there were swirling alien life forms in the sea water, their movements reminding me of scudding storm clouds. Bisop pointed ahead, towards the plastic bottle that Onky was carrying. "She'll use one of the Stateo-symbionts that Dr. Arky engineered."

zeptite endosymbionts in the Ekcolir Reality

Onky turned to her right and passed through a doorway. Bisop let go of my hand and told me, "Go on." I followed Onky into her dimly-lit suite of rooms. Onky is an artist and I saw that the big front room of her suite was her studio and she had painted the walls. There, large as life, in a kind of painted fantasy undersea scene, was a full-sized depiction of a naked Elyn.

There inside the suite of rooms that was the home of Onky, deep within Dr. Arky's telepathy research facility on Alastor 2672, I was feeling quite detached from my normal existence on Earth. The aliens of Alastor 2672 continued to telepathically alter my brain functions, pushing me towards adopting their unique life-style, which involved a constant state of sexual activity. I felt certain that everyone living on this world, including Onky, was subject to the same telepathic compulsion. I saw that Onky had painted large areas of the glass walls of her art studio with depictions of herself, Bisop, Elyn and other workers in the laboratory, each of them shown in various sexually provocative poses.  

There was a glowing strip that ran around the edge of the floor, casting a weak pinkish glow on the walls. The only bright light in the room was at the center of the ceiling; it shone down upon a big painter's easel.

in the Ekcolir Reality

I took all those wall paintings in with a single quick glance that served to enhance my already heightened state of sexual arousal. There were also some interspersed areas of unpainted glass that allowed me to look into the surrounding water tanks that held swarming alien lifeforms. Those parts of the walls pulsed with a large number of Stateorea who seemed to be intently watching us. 

Pulling my eyes away from the weirdly morphing aliens and back to the lovely features of Onky, I was reminded that she had been given a bottle containing some small alien creature. I saw that Onky had set that plastic bottle in a shelf-like compartment of the easel, below a half-completed painting of a Stateorea. That painted image emphasized a portion of the alien creature that had morphed to take on the shape of... what? Well, it was shaped something like a human penis, but it seemed to have alien skin, almost like that of an Earthly reptile.

After taking a glance at the live aliens that were swarming around us, Onky turned to face me. For a moment she seemed to gaze at my erection where it made a big lump in my pants. She licked her lips and rubbed her two stiff little lower nipples with her finger tips.

I was intrigued by the depiction on the wall of a naked Dr. Arky with very large and perky breasts. Onky had imaginatively transformed the old Elyn, who I had just met, into a hyper-sexualized fantasy illustration of a much younger Elyn. I asked Onky, "Has Elyn seen your artwork?"

"No." Onky explained, "Elyn stays inside her genetics laboratory and as far as I know, she never comes over here to the residential wing to visit the homes of any Chyntos." 

in the Ekcolir Reality

I pointed at the painting of Elyn on the wall. "But you've seen Elyn naked, or is this simply your fantasy... Dr. Arky as you imagine her?"

Onky moved her hands upward to cup her two round breasts. She again glanced at the swimming Stateorea and then replied, "When all my fellow Chyntos rejected me, Elyn taught me how to masturbate. During those lessons I saw her body... all of it... including her scars." She added bitterly, "I'll add this: Elyn teaching me how to pleasure myself is the nicest thing she's ever done for me." 

 I was puzzled by the apparent antipathy that existed between Onky and Dr. Anky. I asked, "Why do you stay here at this laboratory facility if you are not happy?"

Onky asked me, "Where else would I go?" She reached into the supply shelf of the easel that was crowded with paint brushes and tubes of paint. Onky picked up a big plastic vibrator, set it to vibrating and pushed it up under the hem of her short skirt and up into her vagina. "Oh! That feels so good!" 

I admit that I had been fantasizing about getting my erection inside Onky's vagina, but now I wondered if she was simply going to use me as a model for one of her erotic paintings.

Onky told me, "This vibrator is part of my art equipment. I like to have it inside me while I'm painting." She leaned close to me and kissed my cheek. "Now I'm ready to paint you."

I was feeling an intense desire to liberate my stiff penis from the confines of my pants, but I also could not stop myself from thinking about how I would later explain this strange sexual encounter to my wife.

Female Cynym anatomy.

"I wish there was time for us to chat and get to know one another..." Onky gave her two upper nipples gentle pinches and then she jerked a thumb over her shoulder and told me, "However, the Stateorea want me to hurry up and get on with..." Still she hesitated. Onky ran a hand along the length of the scarf that hung between her breasts. "...Bisop warned me that you won't like the sight of my thoracic pouch."

I was greatly enjoying the sight of Onky's sexy body. The only thing inhibiting me from ravishing her was the rational side of my my mind which was confused by the fact that Dr. Arky seemed to expect me to make love to this girl as part of some strange ritual that was being imposed upon us by the Stateorea. 

Onky seemed excited and ready for a sexplay session with me, even though we had only just met and I was in my old man's body. Later, I learned that Bisop had suggested to Onky the idea that I might take her away from the lab and off to Earth, so Onky was motivated to please me, sexually and otherwise. Caught up in my sexual passions, I barely heard her words when she mentioned her thoracic pouch; certainly I did not understand what she was talking about. I reached out and caressed one of her sweet little breasts, enjoying the feel of her hot stiff nipple. I bent at the waist and kissed the nipple of her left breast and told myself: one down, five to go.

Onky reached down to stroke the lump in my pants where my penis was painfully confined. Actually, she seemed to be feeling for my testicles. Then, with a quick flick of her wrist, Onky took off her scarf and I could then see what looked like a dull red scar running down the middle of her chest. My first thought was that Onky had undergone heart surgery, but I was soon to learn the truth about the Chyntos thoracic pouch.

Onky tossed away the little scarf and it landed, draped over the top of the easel. She quickly picked up and opened the plastic bottle that she had been given by Elyn and poured the contents on herself. 

With water splashing, I could see an alien creature slipping out of the bottle and it was quickly taking on a new shape. The multi-tentacular Stateo-symbiont clung to her thorax and then seemed to rip open Onky's chest and move inside her body. After a few seconds, only a few waving tentacles remained protruding from the pink gash in her chest.

I muttered, "What the hell?"

"Just try to ignore the alien creature." With a shy grin, Onky said, "We can make this fun... not just one of Elyn's crazy research projects." 

I thought about the secret teleportation research project of the Connatic and how a copy of me had been made at the L2 research station and left to live out a "life" inside the Reality Simulation System. I wondered if that was going to be the end result of this mission to Alastor 2672: the creation of a new simulation fork where my copy would live out its life among the Chyntos.

With a wild look in her eyes, Onky opened up my pants and took hold of my stiff penis. She enthusiastically exclaimed, "Such a pretty penis!" The tips of the dripping wet tentacles that dangled from her chest stretched out and coiled around my erection. The good news was that those alien appendages were warm and soft and seemed to know exactly how to touch human skin so as to generate maximal sexual pleasure. 

Onky gently stoked my testicles and told me, "Sadly, I don't often get opportunities to play with a man's testicles. Please let me know if I ever handle them too roughly during our sexplay."

I was trying not to look at the twitching tentacles that protruded from her chest. Rather desperately trying to focus my attention on something other than the Steato-symbiont and the gash in the middle of her chest, I told Onky, "I've never had a lover who had six nipples for me to play with."

The Prisoner of L2

Onky picked up a small camera from the storage shelf of the easel and took several closeup photographs of my genitals. I could well imagine the future when my likeness would become a permanent display item, painted on the wall of Onky's art studio, just like that of Elyn.

Then, setting down the camera, with no further hesitation Onky began to enthusiastically suck on the tip of my penis while the alien tentacles and her two warm hands massaged the shaft. Under the influence of the Stateorea telepathic minds that were pushing at me, I was strangely aroused by the unusual situation I found myself in. 

For the next minute or so I made a serious effort to not ejaculate. While Onky orally stimulated my penis, I reached down and put my hands on her back breasts, exploring their two stiff little nipples with my finger tips. With obvious reluctance, Onky took her hot mouth off of my penis and said, "I love how you taste! There's clytykynyn in your emission fluid! I've... I never... I did not know that human bodies could make clytykynyn... this will really enhance our chances of sharing an orgasm trance." 

orgasm trance

I admitted, "I'm not exactly a normal Earth human. I was crafted and designed with some unusual gene patterns." I was about to launch into what I knew about the tryp'At and their apparent Asterothrope genetic heritage, when my speech was interrupted. Onky fondled my testes and gave them a gentle squeeze. It was clear that Onky wanted sexplay, not a discussion of the genetics of human variants like the tryp'At.

Onky quickly pulled off her little skirt and told me, "Let's get into an orgasm trance and see if we can link our thoughts... so far I feel no telepathic connection to your mind, but... maybe..."

Onky took me by the hand and led me into her bedroom where she completely undressed me, pausing several times to kiss the tip of my erection. I noticed that there were two more big phallic vibrators on her bed. These two were unusual in that they were coated with a fine, soft fur. Onky was breathing rapidly and I felt certain that the Stateorea were telepathically driving us both towards the goal of sharing a wild sexplay session... at least as wild as is possible for a man in his late 70s. 

I also noticed that in a corner of the room there was a camera on a tripod, aimed at Onky's bed. I briefly contemplated the idea that as part of Onky's artistic endeavors, she might routinely keep a photographic record of sexplay sessions with her lovers. However, events were rapidly unfolding, and I soon forgot about that camera.

 Onky eagerly pulled me onto her bed and I could see that her four front nipples were all erect and seemed to be pointing at me. I used her nipples as delightful visual land-marks while trying to ignore the tentacles of the Stateo-symbiont. The bedroom was even more dimly lit than the studio, but it seemed to me that skin was flushed and her nipples had shifted from pink to red as they fully engorged with blood. 

Published in the Ekcolir Reality.

Taking her in my arms, I confirmed that the nipples of Onky's back beasts were also stiff and delightfully warm to my touch. Reaching down to her crotch with one hand, I found that protruding from the top end of her genital groove was the large, stiff glans of her phallus which reminded me of Zeta's big Neanderthal-style clitoris. 

Originally shaped by developmental control nanites so as to be of normal human size, when I first knew Zeta her genitals seemed perfectly human. Only later had Zeta's glans eventually been stimulated to grown larger under the influence of big doses of exogenous clytykynyn sex hormones. Having lived with and played with Zeta's full-sized clitoris for many years, I was not surprised when I felt Onky's big pink glans with my probing finger tips. However, I was soon to discover that Onky's glans was different in that it had a small hole in it.

Next: Part 3 of Echo of Cynym

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