Teleculture

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 Below on this page is part 4 of a science fiction story called Echo of Cynym. Eddy finally has a chance to discuss the the origins of the Chyntos with Dr. Arky. However, Eddy is distracted by the fact that, as a Cynym, Dr. Arky is constantly sexually aroused. They begin a sexplay session and Eddy learns about the unusual anatomy of a Cyntos female. Eddy spends about a week visiting Dr. Arky's telepathy research facility. During that time, Onky the Chyntos reaches an agreement with Manny the bumpha that will allow a replicoid copy of Onky to exit from the Asimov Reality Simulation and go to Earth.

Part 4 of Echo of Cynym. (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)

I truly believe that both Dr. Arky and I wanted to have a logical, calm and completely rational scientific discussion of her decades long effort to form a society of telepathic Chyntos on Alastor 2672. However, our emotions were getting in the way. Our minds had recently been telepathically linked together during a shared orgasm trance, and we were both having trouble ignoring our heated sexual desires. 

Asterothropes

During my second visit with Dr. Arky in her office, she was wearing nothing but a silky soft shirt which made it easy for her to give me a lesson in Cynym anatomy. Because of my dislike for ladies with a penis, I had asked if she was an hermaphrodite, maybe like an Asterothrope or someone like Onky.

She told me "no", but then went on to tell me about her ability to ejaculate. I was intrigued.

With our discussion teetering on the brink of a complete sexual fire storm, we began to discuss the idea that humans might be able to form a telepathic group mind. Elyn was skeptical, suggesting that humans are not suited for such a lifestyle.

However, I was not as dismissive of the concept and I suggested that it might be possible for all members of a group mind to unconditionally love everyone else in the group. I was thinking about the robots of Triskelion, specifically Bisop. I wondered if Bisop had been programmed like a sexbot, to always be willing to engage in sexplay with people. Sex with anyone at anytime. That seemed to be how the Stateorea lived. If somehow a population of telepathic humans could adopt that frame of mind, then maybe a vast human group mind would be possible. According to stories from the Foundation Reality, the positronic robots of Earth had engineered just such a group mind: Galaxia.

 There inside the telepathy research laboratory of Dr. Elyn Arky on Alastor 2672, the positronic robots of Earth seemed very far away and almost unreal. However, I knew that Elyn had long experience with the robot Bisop, who was from Triskelion, a technologically advanced world of Alastor Cluster. With my emotions in turmoil, I was having trouble thinking logically, but I was trying to suggest that it might be possible to learn useful lessons from societies of telepathic robots. 

the Foundation Reality

However, I was very much aware of my own human weaknesses. At that moment, I was particularly concerned with the fiery sexual attraction that I was feeling towards Elyn. I again glanced at the pink Stateorea who was watching us through the glass wall of Elyn's office and I wondered if it was forcing me to have lustful thoughts about Dr. Arky.

I was in my natural old man's body and Dr. Arky was also no spring chicken, having crafted the Chyntos as a human variant and then helped to develop their unique telepathic community over the course of the previous 50 years. We were alone together in her office, discussing, in a rather abstract way, the role of love as the social glue that could hold together a population of telepaths. At the same time, sparks of erotic passion kept flashing across the empty space between us. There was nothing theoretical about the escalating sexual attraction that we were feeling for each other. Knowing that the alien Stateorea had tried to push everyone in Dr. Arky's research facility towards heighten sexual arousal, we were both trying to resist our emotions and cling to our shared rationality as scientists. It was a rather sweet game to play, because we both knew we would lose it.

Elyn sighed. "Unconditional love... what a joke..." As she spoke to me, she was playing with one of her erect nipples through the soft fabric of her shirt. "The absurd idea of telepaths who all love each-other is right there in the legend of Galaxia, but I don't really buy it. Onky is a good case in point. I crafted the Chyntos so that they would be capable of loving everyone, but she hates me because of... well, I failed. My genetic engineering was less than perfect... there is something wrong with Onky. Her body always rejects the Steato-symbionts."

Galaxia

I thought about the idea that Onky's love could change to hate and I tried to count up the many times that Onky had told me that she loved me in the short time since I had arrived at the laboratory. I liked her, too, and I still felt a craving to again be linked to Onky's beautiful mind... as long as I did not have to think about alien tentacles connecting to my penis. 

I tried to objectively examine my own feelings of love for Zeta and compare that long-standing and complex emotional vortex to my newly discovered infatuation with Onky. Was my love of Zeta truly unconditional? How was I able to allow Zeta have Nora as her lover? I also was comfortable with how Zeta makes use of Anthony as a sex toy when I'm away from home. Was such complacency normal? I know that I can love multiple people and I have no objection to the idea that my wife enjoys an assortment of lovers in addition to me. Pulling myself out of my sweet thoughts of the sexy Zeta, I told Elyn, "Onky is very young. It is unfortunate that she is biologically incompatible with the Steato-symbionts and does not fit in with the telepathic society that you have created here."

Elyn told me, "Bisop has been all through Onky's mind, her vagina... and even her rectum. During our shared orgasm trance, Bisop drew my attention to the fact that Onky has even thought of asking you to take her with you... to take her away from here when you depart from this world."

That was an intriguing idea, but I could not take it seriously. There were technical problems with its implementation. "I don't know how to take people out of a simulation like this one."

Zeta Gohrlay. (image credits)

Elyn waved a hand dismissively. "Anyhow, let's not worry about Onky and her problems... I've worked to solve them for many years... without success." Elyn pointed at me and said, "Let's talk about you. I could sense your mind during that group orgasm trance, but unfortunately my telepathic mind pattern does not resonate with yours."

Elyn was still playing with her breast and I was unable to prevent myself from feeling sexually aroused. Once again, I began to mentally slip into pleasant daydreams and fantasies about the possibility of some hot sexplay with Elyn. However, I tried to keep my mind on the business that had brought me to her research laboratory. "Yes, that transient telepathic linkage between us was frustrating. During that group trance, I could hear your language-like thoughts, but I could penetrate no deeper into your mind."

Elyn sighed and murmured, "Yes... penetration..." She smiled and suggested, "You and I may have to try sharing some one-on-one orgasm trances before you depart from this world and return to your beloved Zeta. With practice, we might learn how to recognize and link to each-others mind patterns."

I suppose that Elyn must have caught me thinking about Zeta during my sexplay session with Onky. I nodded and told Elyn, "That's how it was with my wife Zeta and I. Through the years, our mind patterns have become increasingly familiar. We can now use telepathy to routinely share some of our deepest thoughts on a daily basis... at least when our bodies are physically linked by axonal connections." My penis was stiff and hot inside my pants, and the more I thought about Zeta the more I missed her. 

in the Hierion Domain

Although I was feeling very sexually aroused, in my rational thoughts, produced by the analytical part of my mind, I could theoretically agree with Elyn's general philosophy of avoiding sexual entanglements with one's scientific collaborators. I desperately wanted to be able to maintain an objective detachment from Elyn and be able to critically and logically think about what she knew about the mysterious Cynym. I wanted to complete my investigative mission. The wild look of sexual interest that I saw in Elyn's eyes when she looked at me made me nervous. Again I wondered exactly what kind of creature she was. Had her long association with the Stateorea turned her mind into a tool of the aliens? I added, "However, I don't plan to be here very long." 

"That's too bad. I do get lonely here. Lucky for me, my mom came to my rescue when at age seven I started feeling horny all the time. She taught me all about masturbation and after all these decades, I'm quite an expert."

"Let's not forget... I have a wife and I did not come here to sexually entertain you."

Elyn nodded. "Anyhow, I should not fantasize about using sex with you to strengthen our telepathic connection... my lack of telepathic linkage to you is the normal pattern. I think that is why Nyrtia selected me for this project. She told me that my mind can only resonate with others of my kind, my specific human sub-type. Nyrtia called me a telepathic fossil since the ancient telepathic society of the Cynym no longer exists. I suppose I can never forget the special cognitive connection that I always felt towards my father, although when I was a child I did not understand it as a manifestation of his telepathic powers." Elyn again took up her hair brush and resumed brushing her lovely hair. "Nyrtia said that my people were a dead-end... incompatible with the Phari telepathy network. But still... she arranged for me to run this project and try to design and engineer the Chyntos so that they can communicate with the Phari."

"Have you had any luck at that?"

The Writers Block

"It is hard to say. The Chyntos can telepathically link to the Stateorea, but none of them have ever reported contact with the Phari."

I thought about my belief that the Phari existed beyond our universe, in the Hierion Domain. I suggested, "Maybe the Phari are also too loud for the Stateorea."

Elyn laughed at my idea. I said, "Sometimes it helps me to touch a telepath." I reached out a hand across the desk and asked her, "Can I touch you?"

She replied, "You and I are both very horny. I don't know if we could stop with just a touch."

I pulled back my hand. "You are probably right. Pardon me for asking."

She pulled open a drawer of her desk and tossed in the hair brush, then she got up and came around to my side of the desk and sat in my lap, trying to avoid my stiff penis where it pushed out against the fabric of my pants. I placed a hand against the side of her head and closed my eyes. 

Now with physical contact to Elyn, I could sense a kind of cognitive vibration, much like I had once experienced in a dream, many decades previously. Elyn told me, "I've never felt a mind like yours. I wish we could establish a deeper mind link, but it seems almost like you are no longer emitting any T-particles." She was quiet for a minute while my finger tips moved slowly over the skin of her head, but then she asked me, "Do you think you have T-particle-detecting nanites in your fingers?"

T-particles

I was not sure if my brain was designed to generate telepathic signals composed of the type of hierion known as T-particles. In the Final Reality, technology assisted telepathy by means of the Bimanoid Interface apparently used some other way of transmitting telepathic signals... possibly a type of sedron that had been a gift from the bumpha to Grean. I opened my eyes and shifted my hand, letting my fingers slip into her great mane of hair. Her hair felt synthetic, similar to Zeta's, like it was composed of nanites. "You have nanite hair?"

Elyn admitted it. "Yes, that is one of Nyrtia's cosmetic tricks that provides me with a youthful appearance regardless of my advanced age." She shifted all of her weight onto my left thigh and off of my penis. Elyn gently ran a hand back and forth along the length of my stiff penis and told me, "Like all Cynym, I have hierion detectors in my clitoris and my labia. Those telepathic signal detectors function optimally when I can shield my genitals from my own mind pattern... prevent my mind's telepathic output of T-particles from swamping the detectors."

I had my hand deep in her soft hair and my finger tips were touching the back of her neck, which was sweaty. I said, "I've spent many years trying to learn to control my own telepathic emissions. Apparently, with just a few minutes effort, Onky was able to silence my brain's telepathic output. I hope she did not damage my brain and completely destroy my ability to send telepathic signals."

"What would that matter, if this is all just a simulation?" Elyn patted my penis and sighed. She seemed to enjoy the way my finger tips were gently stroking her neck. "Finding a way to block telepathic signals is one of the fundamental problems that must be solved when creating a society of telepaths." Elyn had grown tired of trying to ignore her sexual desires. She suddenly opened up my pants and took hold of my semi-erect penis, even while trying to continue our discussion of telepathy. "The Stateorea found one solution, direct linkage of their nervous systems... and Bisop gave me a report on your penis..."

I enjoyed the way Elyn handled my erection, but I was thinking about the ability of the Stateorea to physically fuse their bodies. "It is hard for me to call it telepathy when communication takes place via direct physical linkage of two nervous systems."

Elyn giggled and murmured quietly, "Direct physical.... " She kissed my penis. "I love it when you talk dirty."

I told her, "I love the feel of your soft hands on my penis."

"I'm glad." Elyn playfully squeezed my erection. "But speaking of feelings... during our shared orgasm trance, you felt the minds of the Stateorea and you know how they can heighten our experience of sexual pleasure." She vigorously stroked the shaft of my penis with her hot hands. "My theory is that they can triangulate on a source of telepathic signals. With multiple interconnected Stateorea bodies, it is just a matter of computation... they can tune in on any nearby mind." With her soft fingers stroking my penis, I now had a rock-hard erection. Elyn moved her head close to my penis and I thought she was going to take my penis in her mouth. However, she visually examined the tip of my penis and commented, "It looks like you have scar tissue here."

an Asterothrope female
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I explained, "That comes from repeatedly forming synapex linkages to my wife... and breaking them. We routinely link our minds via axonal connections."

Now Elyn let go of my erection and cupped her breasts, one in each hand and bounced them. "I've never been pregnant, so my breasts never grew to full size for a Cynym female. And now, after fifty years on this world, they are just two saggy sacs of fat... and some hierion shield nanites."

"Shield nanites?"

"Vanity." Again she bounced her breasts up and down. "I don't want to show you my droopy old breasts. However, if I can get myself into the right state of mind... get really sexually aroused... when I can fantasize that I am making love to a fellow Cynym..." Putting her hands back on my erection, Elyn asked me, "Aren't you familiar with Asterothrope anatomy?"

I thought about the Asterothropes and the descriptions of their spectacular breasts that I had read in many stories from the archives of the Writers Block. "I don't know. I may know more Asterothrope myths than facts. I've been told that Asterothropes had two rows of breasts." I still had one hand playing in her soft hair, but the other was between her legs and I could feel the hot slippery fluid that was trickling from her genital groove. She was so hot and wet, I wondered what might happen when she was fully sexually aroused. I glanced towards the glans of her clitoris and imagined her ejaculating.

"But you have never wondered why? Why two rows of breasts? I suppose you just enjoy an extra pair of breasts on a lady, simply for aesthetic reasons."

"I've imagined that the extra breasts we designed to produce special sex hormones such as oxypathin." I pushed a finger into her tight vagina.

oxypathin

Elyn closed her eyes, uttered a quiet moan of contentment and asked, "Oxypathin?"

"Maybe you know it by another name. It is a hormone found in some women. It has some effects like clytykynyn." I pulled my hand away from her crotch and licked my finger. "You secrete clytykynin."

She nodded. "Fascinating... yet another sex hormone." Elyn pulled off her shirt, pulling it up over her head. We lost our balance and I stood up. She took her pendulous breasts in her hands and sandwiched the tip of my erection between them. "I've never heard of a sex hormone in breast secretions. No, the Asterothrope breasts were designed for telepathy. The big top row shields the smaller bottom row. Thus, the telepathic signal detectors in the bottom row are protected from a person's own telepathic brain signals."

I was enjoying the feel of the soft skin of her breasts as Elyn rubbed them gently against my penis. "I see. That makes sense, but how do you block telepathic signals?"

"I don't know. Nyrtia was always reluctant to tell me anything about hierions. However, I've done experiments on my own breast tissue and I know that my breasts can block telepathic signals." Elyn pulled her soft breasts away from my erection and she laid down on her desk and it quickly morphed into a kind of thrown. I was getting the idea that all the furniture on this planet was designed with sexplay in mind. Quickly Elyn again grabbed my erection and had my penis pressed up against the big glans of her clitoris.

I asked, "Is all the furniture on this planet designed to facilitate sex?"

"Of course. This is a reflection of the lifestyle of the Stateorea... and the Chyntos. They are always sexually active. I suspect the same was true of my people, the Cynym." Elyn was rubbing my erection against her stiff glans. 

anti-gravity hierions

I reached out and took her dangling breasts in my hands. "Zeta's big breasts were getting rather droopy until she discovered the wonders of an anti-gravity bra." My whole body seemed to tingle as I grasped her breasts.

"Quiet!" Elyn hissed at me. "Did you feel that?"

I was feeling intensely pleasurable sensations from Elyn's hand on my erection and her stiff nipples between my fingers. But the strange cognitive vibration was back, even stronger than before. A chill went up my back. Elyn said, "You must be a Cynym! Our minds are now resonating..."

As I played with Elyn's breasts and tried to understand the source of the unusual vibration I was feeling, it seemed that her breasts were inflating. I muttered, "Your breasts are erectile?"

Elyn giggled and told me, "That's one of the anatomical features of the Cynym."

Watching with fascination as her breasts inflated, I was intrigued by the fact that they seemed to be the source of the vibration I was sensing. I told Elyn, "In my Reality, we have a human variant called the tryp'At. I think I was given some tryp'At gene patterns, but... I don't know... maybe some of those genes originated from the Cynym." She leaned back against her sexplay thrown and guided my erection into her silky vagina. Now my whole body seemed to be vibrating and I wondered if the alien Stateorea were again amplifying my sexual arousal. I quickly glanced at the walls and, at least for a moment, it seemed that Elyn and I were alone and not being watched by any of the Stateorea.

Hoping to manually stimulate Elyn's clitoris, I reached a hand to where my erection penetrated her genital groove. I suddenly discovered that Elyn had two vaginas and I had my penis was inside her hot allzaurish. 

from the archives of the Writers Block

Startled, I picked up Elyn, forcibly pulling her off of her sexplay thrown and setting her on her chair, kneeling. I examined her bottom, spreading her genital groove open with my fingers. The pink rim of her allzaurish was glistening with a silky secretion. 

I had previously seen women who sported a back vagina, so the sight of her two vaginas was not really a major shock, but they were like two vaginal branches from a single shared opening. I could not really think of her second vagina as a true back vagina since it was not at the position of her rectum. In fact, I could now see that in addition to her two vaginas, Elyn had a perfectly normal anus. 

Then I noticed two unusual muscular swellings just above Elyn's pleasantly round buttocks. I touched the swellings and felt them twitch. She had a small patch of hairy skin right there on the small of her back between those two muscular stumps.

the tails of the Cynym

Elyn was looking over her shoulder at me and she said, "Another body modification made by my parents. A Cynym is born with two long tails, but my back was surgically altered soon after birth to conform to human norms." I felt further up her back, under her long mane of beautiful hair. Pushing aside her mop of hair, I found two small scars on her upper back, remnants of where her back mammary glands had been surgically removed soon after birth. Elyn told me, "If your inspection of my anatomy is done, then I want your hot penis back inside me."

She got off of the chair, opened a compartment of the thrown/desk and pulled out her two big vibrators. I could see that her breasts had grown to be amazingly large and perky, exactly as had been depicted by Onky in her paining. Elyn waved the two vibrators at me and asked, "Front or back?" Seeing a look of indecision on my face, she decided for herself and tossed one of the vibrators back into the drawer. She inserted the other vibrator all the way into her allzaurish. She told me, "There, that should simplify things for you." She climbed back on her sexplay thrown and spread her legs. "Now get to work, I'm desperate for an orgasm!"

 My curiosity had been aroused and I asked, "Why two vaginas?"

She smiled and slowly shook her head. "I've never had sex with a male Cynym, so I don't know for sure, however, my best guess is that they all had a double penis." Elyn held up a hand with two fingers jutting out, like a peace sign. Then she slid her two index fingers into her top vagina and spread wide its opening. "Now, stop talking and get your penis back inside me. Now!"

There were other questions I could have asked Elyn about Cynym anatomy, but I could no longer restrain my sexual desires. I quickly slid my erection into her front vagina, which felt identical to her allzaurish, but now I could feel that big vibrator bouncing vigorously inside her allzaurish. Once again I placed one of my hands on each of her amazingly inflated breasts, which now seemed impossibly big and firm. I told myself: super breasts.

After precisely adjusting the shape of her thrown, Elyn put her hands on mine and slightly altered the position of her breasts. She gave me instructions: "Try to position your head above mine." I did as she suggested and when our genitals, her breasts and our brains were all correctly aligned, I ejaculated and found myself in a shared orgasm trance with Elyn. She  telepathically told me: It worked. I'm inside you.

I was caught up in an altered state of extreme sexual pleasure that had a different flavor than any I had previously experienced. The vibrations I had been feeling were now like a pulsing rhythm in the back of my mind. I told Elyn: I'm inside you. 

Elyn said: Now, begin to relax that block that Onky programmed into your Phari endosymbiont and give me full access to your memories.

I was not certain how to do what she was asking of me. I imagined being with Zeta and sharing my thoughts with her. Suddenly there were two little explosions in my mind and I realized that Bisop and Onky had merged their orgasm trance with the one that Elyn and I were sharing. I could sense that Elyn was marching through my mind, searching my memories, but while she did that I was content to mingle my thoughts with those of Onky who told me: Yes, I would go with you, back to your world.

Then I noticed that the the vast group mind of the Stateorea was telepathically watching us. Almost hidden among the swirling telepathic cloud formed by that multitude of linked alien minds, I could also weakly sense the familiar mind pattern of Yōd who was elsewhere in the Asimov Reality Simulation and making love to Azynov.

Azynov

While my mind was linked to Elyn's, I could not stop myself from wondering about the tails of the Cynym. I'd never previously heard about a human variant that had two tails. I wondered: why two? Elyn told me: Manny told me that the Cynym were designed so that they could always be in a state of sexual arousal, which was needed for their form of telepathy.

Suddenly I realized that Elyn had inherited that tendency. She had developed the habit of either manually stimulating herself or having her two big vibrators at work inside her two vaginas. Elyn was following my thoughts and she added: I imagine that a Cynym female would not need mechanical vibrators... her two tails were designed to be perfect fits for the two Cynym vaginas.

For a time, I fantasized about the tails of the Cynym functioning as erectile sexual organs, but then my attention was shifted back to the joy of playing with Elyn's magical breasts. 

For the rest of my stay on that planet, I was caught inside a group mindspace with the Stateorea. Whenever Elyn, Onky or Bisop was adequately sexually aroused, they joined me in my sustained orgasm trance. When I eventually was released from that shared mindspace, I was back onboard a spaceship, outbound from Alastor 2672. I was vaguely aware that I had just spent most of a week in some sort of telepathic trance. During that time, I had gradually learned how to communicate with the Stateorea and began to develop a sense of what it was like for them to be in a constant state of sexual pleasure. However, Elyn seemed almost as ignorant of hierions as I am, and she could not explain the apparent relationship between the anti-gravity effect of the hierions in her breasts and their ability to block telepathic signals. I was left wondering if that trick for blocking telepathic signals would also work in the Final Reality where the Bimanoid Interface is what makes telepathy possible.

Bimanoid Interface

As my mind slowly cleared and recovered after that very long and intense orgasm trance, my memories of the past week in the Asimov Reality Simulation were murky, almost as if the events of my life had happened to another person. I suspect my memories had been edited by Manny to prevent me from remembering some secrets that might cause a temporal paradox.

I tried to re-assemble my fragmented memory stream, starting from the most recent hours. I recalled that Onky and I had boarded a spaceship and then almost immediately made use of the bed in or cabin for a sexplay session. Onky had brought with her all of her belongings, including her cameras. As was her habit, she set up her tripod-mounted camera so that she could record our love making. I'd learned that this was a video camera, a device imported from Triskelion and a gift to Onky from Bisop. Onky liked to review the recordings of her sexplay sessions and then paint images of her lovers while they were caught up in their passions.

Looking back on my memories of my time on Alastor 2672, I think the Stateorea went too far when they modified my brain structure. They made me susceptible to a kind of orgasm seizure. Within 24 hours of my brain surgery, my brain went into a persistent orgasm seizure. I suspect that the state of mind I was in for the next week is similar to the normal day-to-day consciousness of the Cynym. However, unlike the Cynym, I was not designed to exist in a state of constant sexual arousal. Upon making love to Onky on the spaceship, my mind was again pushed towards a dangerous excess of activity in the neural networks that provide me with pleasurable sexual sensations. Caught up in that amplification of my persistent orgasm trance and lying comfortably on the bed, I was only vaguely aware of how Onky had continued to entertain herself after I drifted off into a sleep-like state of semi-consciousness, what I have been calling sleep2. Onky dialed down the gravity in our cabin to about 0.5 G.

Onky's vagina was just slightly too short to fully accommodate my erect penis. We had taken to making use of a doughnut-shaped pillow that encircled my erection and prevented me from thrusting my penis too deeply into her body. Onky also made regular use of her fur-covered vibrators. Her usual system was to have one of those vibrators at work inside her rectum while we engaged in vaginal sex. While I was adrift in sleep2, Onky mounted my erection with her back towards my head. My crotch was pointed right at the camera and Onky proceeded to play with my testes. 

As simultaneous hermaphrodites, the Chyntos have internal testes. Onky was intrigued by my scrotum and never seemed to tire of playing with my testes. One of her favorite games was to impose a very tight grip on my erection with her powerful vaginal muscles and slowly lift herself upwards, extracting my penis almost completely from her body. At the same time, she would employ various strategies to lift up my testes as high as they would go. Onky would then release my testes. I think her goal was to make my testes bounce, rather like yo-yos. She would giggle and then allow gravity to drop her back down, allowing my erection to jab back into the hot depths of her vagina where I could feel the mechanical vibrator that was inside her. Eventually, Onky tired of that and her other sex games, turned off the video camera and went off to shower, leaving me alone in bed.

I can't remember feeling any pain sensations during the week I spent with Onky on Alastor 2672. I guess the Stateorea had so altered my sensory processing system that I could not experience pain and all, and of my pleasurable sensations were amplified. I was little more than a sexbot for Onky during the time when I was locked into my persistent orgasm seizure. Onky's rather rambunctious play with my genitals might have caused some tissue damage, but I suppose Manny repaired it with her medical nanites at the same time when she adjusted my brain circuits. That week of frequent sexplay with Onky must have convinced her that she could abandon her old life among the Chyntos and try her luck among the humans of Earth

the Phari

Now awake and laying there in bed, I was enjoying the sound of a Onky singing. I got out of the bed and followed her voice to the wash room. There was Onky, in the shower. Seeing me, she stepped out of the hot shower and kissed me. After a long kiss, I told her, "I need to urinate." She joined me at the urinal and we both emptied our bladders. 

Onky said, "Are you back now? The real you?"

I examined my thought processes and state of mind. Now that I was out of range of the telepathic Stateorea, I imagine Manny had already carried out the needed repairs to my brain circuits. "I do feel normal, for the first time in a week." I suppose Manny allowed me to remain in my orgasm trance for that entire week so that I would not voice any objections to Onky's request that I take her away from her home on Alastor 2672 and to Earth.

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I've had flashes of remembrance from that "lost week" on Alastor 2672. Each day I had long discussions with Dr. Arky, but I remember none of the details of how she designed and genetically crafted the Chyntos chromosome set. With regularity, either Onky or Elyn or both of them together took me up to the surface, either for a run along the shore or to swim in the warm ocean.

I recalled that one day Elyn had taken me north all the way to the Chyntos village where most of the Chyntos lived. That small community was where Onky had been born and had lived among her kind until reaching puberty and discovering her genetic deficiencies.

We finished emptying our bladders and then Onky bent to kiss my penis. I was no longer surprised to see her urinate through the tip of her big phallus, but mercifully only the tip was protruding from her genital groove. She was continuing to make a special effort to hide her penis from my sight. 

Then, when I turned away from the urinal, there was Manny the bumpha, watching me from the adjoining room. 

Onky told Manny, "He finally came out of his trance!" We exited from the wash-room under Manny's watchful eyes.

Manny told me, "I had to reconstruct your neural nets, but no permanent damage was done to your mind while you were on Alastor 2672."

Onky asked Manny, "You'll do as you promised?"

Manny nodded, but reminded Onky, "But remember, you have to abide by the entirety of our deal."

Onky, still hot and wet from the shower was holding tight to my arm. She told Manny, "From what I've seen in Ed's mind, I'll be happy on Earth and it will be fun to get to know Tyhry and Anthony."

I had an arm around Onky and I asked Manny, "How am I going to explain this to Zeta?"

Manny replied, "You'll find that you now have the ability to keep Zeta out of your memory streams. It will be up to you, completely under your control, to tell her whatever you want to tell her." Manny gave a little shake of her head. I suppose she was tired of giving me advice concerning my obsession with the truth and always telling Zeta the details of my adventures inside the Reality Simulation System.

Manny

Manny told Onky, "Don't rush things with Zeta and don't come between her and Eddy... at least not until she invites you to do so. She might not even think of doing so until Nora arrives in Arizona, in about a week."

I knew that I would be unable to keep the truth about Onky from Zeta. I was not ashamed of anything that had happened on Dethevicinelec, but I was worried by the idea that the lovely Onky seemed to have made plans to move in with Zeta and I. This had trouble written all over it, just like the years spent with Yōd in the house. Manny told Onky, "I imagine that Tyhry will keep you adequately entertained during your first week on Earth."

Manny was following my thoughts. She told me, "Don't fret, Eddy. You'll find it useful to have Onky around." She waved her hand and then suddenly Onky and I were  removed from the Asimov Reality Simulation and we were back in my living room in Arizona.

Next: Part 5 of Echo of Cynym

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