3 Problems

Aquans jump the shark.
Streaming in 2024?

 At the start of 2024, I imagined what it might be like if the novel Inter Ice Age 4 by Kōbō Abe were placed in the hands of Hollywood story tellers (see the image that is shown to the right and my blog post 2024). 

However, rather than man-made aquans, what I got from Hollywood in 2024 was alien invasion flicks like: 1) Resident Alien and 2) 3 Body Problem. Yes, Resident Alien was on TV in 2021, but I only got around to watching it in 2024. 

Full disclosure: I watch very little television... I'd rather invent my own imaginary TV shows. Here, in this blog post, I discuss both of these television programs in the context of my annual Search for Interesting Hollywood Aliens (SIHA).

Fucking alien - image source

 Don't Fuck With the Aliens.
I was reluctant to watch either Resident Alien or 3 Body Problem. Knowing that Resident Alien originated as a comic, I expected silliness from this television show. For example, viewers are told that the main character (an alien from a distant planet) is evolutionarily related to octopus-like creatures. 

 Baby Makes Three. However, even given the vast biological gulf between humans and these aliens, viewers are treated to an alien-human hybrid (named "Bridget", see Figure 0, below; I'll call this "problem #1" on my list of 3 problems). How is this reproductive magic possible? Viewers do not even get a hand waving "explanation". We are not expected to ask such questions. This is TV. Just turn your mind off and go along for the ride. No. That's not for me. I want my science fiction to make sense.

a 3 body solution (see also)

 Fantasy? In the case of 3 Body Problem, I had read about The Three-Body Problem after its English-language translation won a Hugo Award. Based on descriptions of the novel, I feared that it was little more than a fantasy-tinged re-hash of old Sci Fi stories like War of the Worlds and "Nightfall". 

Fantasy? Having watched the first 8 episodes of 3 Body Problem, I struggle to call it "science" when I'm told that the aliens can send a proton-sized "sophon" to Earth, a device that has the computational power of a planet-sized computer (call this "problem #2"). I'm intrigued by the idea of an advanced alien "femtotechnology", it sounds like the imaginary artificial life-form that I call zeptites. I just wish 3 Body Problem the TV program told viewers some details about this alien technology rather than present it on-screen like some sort of magic.

The 2023 SIHA.

 Old School. Here in 2024, I've also been re-watching the original Star Trek episodes (I'm watching the "remastered" version). My 2023 SIHA award was a retro-SIHA that I awarded to an episode of Star Trek (see), so I suppose the real question for the 2024 Search for Interesting Hollywood Aliens is: can a newer Sci Fi television show from this millennium top Star Trek from 50 years ago, or will I simply award another retro-SIHA this year?

 This is Some Bullshit. In the case of Resident Alien, the show runners were obviously trying to have some fun, which makes it easy to forgive much of the silliness and anti-science plot elements that abound in Resident Alien. However, in the case of 3 Body Problem, there is no fun at all and a large amount of sickening horror which does not put me into a forgiving mood.

Figure 0. Our resident comic is having fun with baby food (brain food). Little baby "Bridget" to the left.

"symbiotic implant" by Gemini

I had a discussion with the Gemini large language model about Resident Alien and the production of Bridget. Gemini suggested that the alien has a "symbiotic implant" that might be equipped with gene-processing technology that could allow creation of an alien-human hybrid. Since I could not recall such an implant from Season 1 of Resident Alien, I asked Gemini to generate an image of the "symbiotic implant". Gemini actually generated three images and one of them had what looked like human skin. The image that is shown to the left is one of the three images, but this does not look like the skin of a human. However, I do like to include Hi Tek™ endosymbionts in my own science fiction stories. It is clear that the makers of Resident Alien don't expect viewers to care about the imaginary technology luring in the background of the plot of this TV show. We are expected to just sit back and enjoy the ride. But I'm not the kind of Sci Fi fan who can shut of his brain... I want to explore the technological details.

A brain with a body problem.

 Problem #3. However, the main problem for both Resident Alien and 3 Body Problem is that I have no interest in stories about technologically advanced aliens who travel vast distances across interstellar space because they want to go to war with humans. 

That's right Sci Fi fans... according to the folks in Hollywood, life and humans evolved quietly on Earth for 4,000,000,000 years and then just when the science fiction genre is invented, aliens from another planet show up to fight with us. Such stories are not about aliens, they are about the fears and stupidity of humans and our inability to look away from the horrors of war. Yawn. 😴

Figure 1. The Corbomite Device.

 Interesting Aliens. In addition to my 2012 blog post which features "The Corbomite Maneuver" as one of my ten favorite episodes, back in 2016, I again blogged about "The Corbomite Maneuver", a Star Trek episode that turns on its head the annoying "evil aliens will kill us" plot element that is too often used in Hollywood. I like to imagine an alternative universe where there was a series of follow-up episodes about Balok and his people, but that was not to be in our universe. 😢 So, it is up to fans to do what must be done (see "The Fesarians").

Instead, we got a Star Trek fictional universe with interminable hand-wringing over Klingons, Romulans, Borg, the Dominion and other militaristic aliens who all bored me to tears. Resident Alien and 3 Body Problem continue this sort of Hollywood obsession with all things militaristic and morbid. 😛

The power of the Huaoshy.

 Dimensional Structure. I confess to having been strongly influenced by "The Corbomite Maneuver" when I was in my personal golden age of science fiction. Imagine a First Federation. My personal decades-long effort to imagine the first ever interstellar civilization led to the Huaoshy, a key element in the Exodemic Fictional Universe. 

I imagine that the Huaoshy started out as a biological species called the Hua, but after millions of years of technological advancements, the Huaoshy became an artificial lifeform that had the power to change the Dimensional Structure of the universe.

some tryp'At anatomy

 Don't Get Me Wrong. For stories set in the Exodemic Fictional Universe, I often depict hybrids between space aliens and Earthlings. For example, Tyhry is an artificial hybrid with genetic elements from her Neanderthal birth mother and the genetically engineered human variant, the tryp'At. However, the tryp'At were intentionally designed to be a telepathic human variant that was inter-fertile with Earth humans. 

In contrast, for the alien who is the main character in Resident Alien, there was no serious attempt to explain how alien genes and human genes were successfully mixed together and produced the baby alien-human hybrid that is seen in Resident Alien. I'm a fan of fictional biology, but I'm not a fan of magical biology. I suppose the typical TV viewer does not care about such plot details, but I do.

The Man Who Evolved

I'm also a fan of fictional physics. In the Exodemic Fictional Universe, I include two families of imaginary fundamental particles, the hierions and the sedrons. I also make use of imaginary "extra dimensions" in my stories. So, why do I feel so unsettled by the magical proton-sized sophons that are key plot devices in 3 Body Problem? There are some ideas in science fiction that were bad when they were first published and they are still bad 100 years later. As an example, look at the "man of the future" with an absurdly big head and a small body that is shown in the image to the right. Okay, we can accelerate protons in a particle accelerator, but that does not mean that it makes sense for aliens to magically send a proton (or a proton-sized sophon) to Earth from Alpha Centauri.

Alien nanotechnology.

 Nanotechnology. I'm a huge fan of including imaginary advanced nanotechnology in science fiction stories. However, I was completely disgusted by the horrific use of nanotechnology that was shown in 3 Body Problem. 

 That's Entertainment? I do NOT want to hear about the latest way that you have found to kill people.

 Drama? I have to congratulate the makers of 3 Body Problem for actually showing a failure of another example of hastily-developed nanotechnology: a type of "space sail". However, I don't understand the whole idea of trying to send a human brain to the aliens by means of an impossibly complex process involving the detonation of hundreds of nuclear bombs. It does not really seem like much of a failure (or very dramatic) if nobody ever thought your Rube Goldberg device had a chance of working.

Figure 2. He's purple.
generated by WOMBO Dream

 The End. In 2022, I watched the first several episodes of the Foundation television show, but I could not keep watching. The same thing happened with Star Trek: Strange New Worlds. Here in 2024, I feel like I've had enough of both Resident Alien and 3 Body Problem, so I don't expect to watch either of these past their first season. 

Green Orion by WOMBO Dream

 She's Green. When I first watched Star Trek, I saw the episodes on a small black-and-white TV that was displaying a weak and snowy signal arriving at my house from a distant city. It was not until many years later that I saw Susan Oliver in all of her green glory.

 Sexual Revolution. Now, almost 60 years after Gene Roddenberry was boldly going where nobody had gone before in Hollywood, it is amusing to read accounts of how he struggled to put his fantasies about sexy aliens on TV screens that were being attentively watched by millions of nerdy kids. Often Roddenberry had to content himself with providing Captain Kirk with cute crew members (see Figure 1, above) who could tempt him into thinking about something other than his first love, the Enterprise.

Figure 3. "Shore Leave" by WOMBO Dream.
In this episode of Star Trek,
Kirk gets a back rub from Tonia
while they are on duty and on the Bridge,
but then a Ruth replicoid arrives.

I've previously blogged about how Theodore Sturgeon had pushed at the boundaries for including sexual topics in 1950s pulp science fiction magazines. In the Star Trek episode "Shore Leave" (1966), Sturgeon provided Kirk with an opportunity to move past just having his subordinate (yeoman Tonia Barrows) massage his back. Obliging aliens create an artificial lifeform replica of Kirk's "long-lost love", Ruth, and Kirk gets to spend a couple days of shore leave with that artificial woman (see Figure 3). For "The Fesarians", the sexual behavior of the main characters is integral to the plot.

 The 2024 SIHA. I nominate Balok and the mysterious First Federation as depicted in "The Corbomite Maneuver" (1966) for a retro-SIHA award. In Jerry Sohl's original story ("Danger Zone"), Balok had avian features (see Figure 2, above).
Related Reading: a summary of “Danger Zone” by Jerry Sohl.
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Onky in Arizona

in the Final Reality

Below on this page is Part 5 of a science fiction story called Echo of Cynym. Previously in the story, Eddy had his brain altered so that his uncontrolled output of telepathic signals would not disturb the telepathic natives of Alastor 2672. His brain surgery took place inside the telepathy research laboratory run by Dr. Elyn Arky. Eddy has been left wondering how Elyn, apparently a hybrid half-human, half-Cynym, could have created the hermaphroditic Chyntos. 

Eddy returns to Earth with a young Chyntos, Onky, who was not happy living on Alastor 2672. Eddy now knows that it was arranged for him to visit the secret telepathy research project located on Alastor 2672 so that he would meet Onky and bring her to Earth. While visiting with Dr. Arky, Eddy learned that the Cynym female body was long ago designed and crafted so as to contain anti-gravity hierions. Working with Zeta, Eddy now learns a new way to apply anti-gravity hierions in a way that will improve his ability to telepathically communicate with Yōd, who resides inside the Asimov Reality Simulator.

Part 5 of Echo of Cynym  (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)

Zeta Gohrlay. (image credits)

Manny the bumpha was closely monitoring my thoughts. Noticing my worries about the future, she told me that I would soon discover just how useful it would be to have Onky around. Manny waved her hand and then suddenly Onky and I were removed from the Asimov Reality Simulation and we were back inside my living room in Arizona. I could telepathically sense my wife's wonderful mind pattern and I knew that Zeta was asleep, but Tyhry was in the middle of a sexplay session with Anthony. I tried sending Tyhry a telepathic message: Manny gave you a new sex toy.

Glancing at my old computer, I immediately thought of letting Rylla know that I had returned home from Alastor Cluster. There was a cat curled up on my chair next to the computer who I moved so that I could sit down. That displaced cat and one more that came walking down the hallway from the back of the house both took an immediate interest in Onky.

Soon, the two cats were sniffing at Onky and climbing on her. Do replicoids have a particular odor? I suspect that the only way to lift someone out of the Simulator is to convert them into an artificial lifeform, a replicoid. I wondered: did Onky know that she was no longer biological? I saw that Manny had dressed Onky in the same sexy outfit that I had first seen her wearing. Onky still looked exactly the same. Need she know that she was now inhabiting an artificial body composed of nanites?

Onky began to play with the cats and she seated herself on the couch. For a minute, I watched as one cat began sniffing between her legs and the other was trying to paw through Onky's little scarf to get at her chest pouch. Observing the antics of the cats, I laughed then switched on my computer and began to compose a message to send to Rylla. 

Power of nanites. Using Elf1 and EllieRoom10 by
Eclesi4stiK available under CC BY-NC-SA 3.0.

(Only later did Eddy realize that along with this replicoid copy of Onky, Manny also sent to Arizona the big duffel bag, which was stuffed full of a voluminous collection of Onky's favorite paintings from the Asimov Reality. -Rylla)

Just then, I telepathically noticed that Zeta was waking up. Onky was in the shadows by the front window with the two cats when Zeta arrived in the living room from our bedroom. Zeta kissed me long and hard and then, hearing a cat purr, she looked in that direction and saw Onky. Telepathically, Zeta asked me, Manny pulled her out of the simulator?

Onky seemed to be heeding Manny's advice and trying to not provoke Zeta; she sat there quietly with the cats. "Onky, this is my wife, Zeta." I told Zeta, "This is Onky... she did not fit in with the society of telepathic Chyntos in Alastor Cluster, so Manny sent her to Earth. I'll tell you all about it... there is a lot to tell."

Her sexplay with Anthony having been interrupted, Tyhry had quickly pulled on a robe and now she came down the hallway to the living-room. Anthony followed along, close on her heels. She stopped in her tracks and looked at Onky. I told Tyhry, "Meet Onky, she's from Alastor Cluster."

Tyhry walked across the room and turned on a lamp so that she could get a good look at Onky. Onky jumped to her feet and the two girls hugged. Tyhry told me, "Yes, I know. We share a weak telepathic connection." Tyhry put one hand on Onky's head and another on her crotch. She excitedly asked, "Is Onky a mind-clone? I sense that our telepathic link is strengthening!"

Mind Clone Network

Onky seemed quite please by both Tyhry's appearance and Tyhry's telepathic mind pattern. Onky had slipped her hands inside Tyhry's robe and made a quick inventory of how many breasts and vaginas Tyhry owned. After confirming that Tyhry had a standard human body form, she turned her eyes on Anthony.

Onky looked at me and asked, "How are these strong telepathic connections to non-Chyntos possible? My mind is resonating with and linking to both Tyhry and Anthony." She glanced again at Anthony who only then, after having given Onky a good view of his anatomy, got around to covering his naked body with clothing nanites.

As far as I knew, the early form of human telepathy in the Asimov Reality depended on the transmission of T-particles. However, it was my belief that here in the Final Reality, the Huaoshy had altered the Dimensional Structure of the universe so as to make time travel impossible. A consequence of that change is that T-particles no longer exist in this universe. I suspected that Onky must be using the Bimanoid Interface for technology-assisted telepathy.

I suggested to Onky, "This telepathic resonance between you and these two has 'Manny' written all over it. She must have known that your mind-pattern is similar to Tyhry's. Maybe that's why Bisop selected you to help the Stateorea perform my brain surgery. In either case, I suppose Manny planned this all, long ago and enticed me to visit Alastor 2672 just so that I could meet you and bring you to Earth. I don't think Manny would have done that unless she knew that there were people here who could link to you telepathically."

 Tyhry had one of her hands up inside Onky's short skirt. Tyhry exclaimed, "Mom, she's got a giant clitoris, just like yours!" 

Tyhry then took hold of one of Onky's hands and Guided her out of the room. Anthony picked up the big duffel bag that Manny had sent over from the Reality Simulator and followed Onky and Tyhry down the hallway to Tyhry's bedroom. 

Zeta placed her hands on the sides of my head and asked me, "You had brain surgery?"

"Yes." I finished sending my short email message off to Rylla and then assured Zeta, "I don't think my brain was damaged. It was apprently some kind of minor adjustment to my neural networks, probably performed by medical nanites. Maybe my Phari endosymbiont was also re-programmed... I don't know the details."

Zeta took my hand and tugged me out of my chair. I could see in her mind that she wanted to take me to our bedroom foe sexplay session, but I looked at my computer. "Give me a moment... let me see if Rylla responds to the news that I'm back."

Zeta kept hold of my hand. "Rylla can wait. I can't. You were gone for so long... there's been a serious penis shortage around here."

I muttered, "Onky will help with that." I sent one last telepathic message to Tyhry in an attempt to warn her about Onky's unusual phallus so that she would not be as surprised as I had been. But then I quickly forgot about Rylla and Onky and I had a long sexplay session with Zeta during which I discovered that by the wonders of the Bimanoid Interface, I could telepathically link deeply into Onky's mind while everyone in the house had simultaneous orgasms and our telepathic thoughts were joined in a group mind space. 

Somehow, Onky's mind was able to function telepathically by way of the Bimanoid Interface, retaining essentially the same telepathic abilities that she had had while in the Asimov Reality and communicating telepathically by means of T-particles. I suppose Manny could explain how that is possible, but until she does, it seems quite miraculous. 

This is only my speculation, but maybe the Bimanoid Interface was designed to make use of the same brain structures that were evolved in the Asimov Reality so as to allow humans to efficiently exchange T-particles.

I suspect that Zeta knows about the special telepathic link that I share with Onky, and she seems to be taking pains to ignore it. Zeta can get jealous, but she has her own sexual crush on Onky and so far that seems to be preventing Zeta from having any negative thoughts about Onky.

Onky quickly became quite happy with Tyhry and Anthony. Soon after arriving on Earth, Onky learned about the Australian branch of the family and she began looking forward to meeting Marda and going along on the up-coming family vacation. For the past several months we had been planning how that vacation would be Tyhry's college graduation present: our long-planned trip to a resort world in Alastor Cluster.

I did not get much sleep that first night back on Earth. Zeta demanded an extended sexplay session and I was quite eager to comply and renew my sexual intimacy with my wife. 

I awoke early the next morning and went to my computer where I found a text reply from Rylla. I was then able to establish a live link to Rylla in Australia. Rylla questioned me for almost an hour about my visit to Alastor 2672 and then she said, "I have to go in to the lab. I'm in the middle of another tricky peptide synthesis. I want to get it done before we fly to Arizona." 

Rylla

 I asked, "This is your project aimed at creating a metabolically stable derivative of frechkissin?"

Rylla nodded. "With luck, I'll have the first batch in my luggage and ready for testing when we arrive in America next week." She was on her feet, ready to run off to the chem lab.

I told Rylla, "I'd like you to begin thinking about a new chemical analysis project. There is something in Onky's semen that... well, my guess is... maybe it is a new secreted sex hormone."

"Interesting." Rylla told me, "I have to run. I'll be waiting for your full written report on Alastor 2672 and the magical effects of Onky's semen." She cut the video-chat connection before I could remember to ask her to get in touch with Observer Base and start a new search of the archives of the Writers Block. I wanted any information they could find about the mysterious Cynym. 

 While I had been speaking with Rylla, the core of the house had become noisy. Anthony was feeding the cats while Zeta and Onky were starting to prepare breakfast. One of the cats was in my lap, seemingly more interested in ear scratching than food. 

the discovery of sleep2

Having briefed Rylla on my recent visit to Alastor Cluster, my thoughts turned to Yōd. I had long been dependent on slipping into sleep2 for my telepathic exchanges of information with Yōd. Suddenly I had an idea. I sat there thinking about how I had felt Yōd's mind while in a shared orgasm trance with Dr. Arky. Maybe with the help of Zeta, I could create similar conditions...

Zeta called me to the table and so I dumped the cat out of my lap. Just then, Tyhry came into the living room, drying her hair with a towel. I was still sticky with the residue of drying fluids from my long night of sexplay with Zeta. Tyhry threw her arms around me for a hug. I muttered, "I could use a shower, too."

Still holding me tight, Tyhry spoke into my ear, "Thank you for bringing Onky to me. She's wonderful!" She also told me, "And thanks for the warning about her penis. Still, I was caught by surprise when her clitoris started ejaculating all over me." 

a Chyntos hermaphrodite

Tyhry had a wild look in her eyes, similar to what I've seen in her mother's eyes after taking a large dose of the oxypathin sex hormone. I mumbled, "I'm glad Onky is able to fit in."

 Tyhry gleefully agreed, "She has the perfect penis."

I'd been reflecting on the process by which Dr. Arky had crafted the Chyntos. I suppose that Elyn put considerable thought into designing the Chyntos hermaphrodites. I'd learned that the Chyntos penis was always at least partially erect. Even while retracted and 90 percent inside the body of a Chyntos, it was half engorged with blood and constantly being stimulated by specialized contractile rings of muscle that surrounded it, keeping the Chyntos in a constant state of sexual arousal, even when sleeping. I knew that Tyhry was just beginning her adventure of discovering the details of Chyntos anatomy and it seemed like she was caught up in the joy of that discovery process as I had been during the previous week.

Manny was watching.

I told Tyhry, "I meant on Earth."

"Oh, ya" Tyhry giggled. She ended the hug and we went into the dining room.

Zeta was telepathically linked to my mind and aware that I was thinking about my need for a shower. While getting her good-morning hug, she told Tyhry, "I feel like I have a pint of your father's semen in my hair this morning... something he tried to blame on the nanite hair of Dr. Arky of Alastor Cluster."

One of the memories from Alastor 2672 that Manny allowed me to retain concerned a trick that Dr. Arky knew how to perform using her hair nanites. As soon as I mentioned the idea of re-programming her hair so that it could massage my erection, Zeta tried Elyn's technique for turning hair nanites into a sex toy and she succeeded. 

Tyhry laughed and told Zeta, "I've seen Dr. Arky in Onky's memories... some hyper-sexed human variant... a Cynym."

Zeta glanced at me and said, "I'm rather alarmed to hear that my husband learned about sex toys from Dr. Arky. When he went off on this mission, he insisted it was to investigate the origins of telepathy."

Tyhry said, "I suppose dad is always searching for new and creative ways to manufacture orgasms. In any case, I already suggested to Onky that she let you introduce her to the hot tub. While you are at it, maybe Onky can take that opportunity to wash your hair."

Stacy

Additional plans for the day were formulated over breakfast. Zeta and Tyhry had a dozen ideas for what features of Earthly culture Onky should first be introduced to. 

Onky was wearing parts of two of Tyhry's old swim suits and one of my neckties that Tyhry long ago "borrowed". Tyhry had sewn together two bikini tops so that they covered both Onky's front and back breasts. The necktie artfully hid the presence of Onky's thoracic pouch. Zeta could not keep her eyes off of Onky's sexy body, particularly her two lower front nipples which were not covered by her skimpy clothing. I suppose Tyhry had already filled Zeta's mind with an enthusiastic report on Onky's penis. 

Anthony was absent from breakfast. He went into town to buy Onky some clothing and some painting supplies. For my part, I felt comfortable with Onky's apparent ability to adapt to conditions on Earth and I was still thinking about how I could most reliably establish a telepathic link to Yōd.

Zeta was soon pulling Onky by the hand towards the back patio and the hot tub. On the way out the back door, Zeta asked me about my plans for the day. I mentioned that I wanted to initiate a search of the Writers Block story archives for any available information about the Cynym. 

Zeta was quick at taking off her clothes and then she pulled Onky into the hot tub. Before completely turning her attention on the girl, Zeta told me, "You better contact Rylla and have her get that search underway." Zeta had a hand on Onky's crotch and she deftly tugged off the girl's bikini bottoms. Zeta seemed desperate to get a look at Onky's penis.

I closed the back door and turned around. I did not really want to watch my wife make love to Onky in the tub. Tyhry told me, "I already contacted Stacy at the Writers Block and initiated that data search." 

Tyhry took a look out the window. "I'm tempted to join them in the hot tub, but I'd only create a penis shortage."

As we went back to the living room, I asked Tyhry how she was able to contact Stacy. In reply to my simple question, Tyhry commented extensively on Onky's amazing biology. "Onky has asked me not to reveal her deepest secrets, but I can tell you this. Sex with Onky was both a vagina-expanding and a mind-expanding experience for me. As nicely as her telepathic mind pattern resonates with mine, she's even better in tune with the MC1 sub-network." 

"Ah. I begin to understand."

"When we were all in that shared orgasm trance last night, I was able to telepathically get your message to Stacy."

"Thank you. Rylla will be pleased to learn that I no longer need to bother her every time I want to communicate with Stacy."

Then Tyhry changed the subject and commented, "You finally can block me from accessing your mind telepathically."

"Yes, my telepathic mind was altered during my recent trip to Alastor Cluster. Somehow, Manny arranged for the needed alteration to my brain while I was inside the Simulation. Why she waited so long to give me the ability to control my output of telepathic signals is a mystery."

"Well, I don't like it. Now I can't see what you are thinking about Onky, nor the mysterious Dr. Arky."

"That's for the best. It is going to take some time for me to explain everything to Zeta about what happened inside the Reality Simulator during my visit to Alastor 2672. I don't want to tell her the whole story too quickly... you know that Zeta can get jealous."

Tyhry glanced out the window to where Onky and Zeta were deep into heated sexplay in the hot tub. Tyhry told me, "Zeta has no such inhibitions. She seems to be enjoying Onky's amazing sexplay. Does it bother you to know that mom can get so hot for other lovers?"

I was trying not to watch whatever Zeta was doing, but I glanced out the window. Zeta was bent over at the waist, leaning against the edge of the tub. Onky was standing in the water, thrusting her penis into Zeta from behind and I could see alien tentacles linking from Onky's chest to Zeta's genitals. I exclaimed, "She has a Stateo-symbiont?"

Tyhry told me, "I thought maybe you knew."

"Onky's body is incompatible with those alien creatures... that's why she abandoned her own society and came to Earth!" I was surprised that Onky brought a Stateo-symbiont here to Earth, if it was only going to die.

Now realizing that Onky had been sent to Earth with a Stateo-symbiont, I could not resist tuning into Zeta's thoughts. I could telepathically sense that Zeta was happily linked to Onky's nervous system through tentacles of the Stateo-symbiont's body. Convinced that Zeta was quite sexually excited and not repulsed by the alien creature, I again tried to ignore the rest of her sexplay session with Onky.

site Q

I told Tyhry about some of the major discoveries made during my adventure on Alastor 2672. She commented, "It seems strange that so little information is available about the Stateorea and Dr. Arky's telepathy research."

I suggested, "Maybe someone has tried to hide the truth about the Chyntos. Alternatively, their type of telepathy might have been a dead-end, rather like the Cynym." My thinking is that other telepathy development projects such as the one a Site Q may have been more productive and led to the type of telepathy that existed in the Final Reality.

After Zeta had shared a sweet orgasm trance with Onky in the hot tub, she brought the young Chyntos back into the house. Onky, not having bothered to dress, sat on the couch between Zeta and Tyhry. Tyhry ran a finger along the pink line between Onky's breasts.

Onky told Tyhry, "I guess I lost your old swimsuit and that necktie in the tub. I hope the sight of my chest groove does not alarm any of you." Onky looked at me while she said that. Her semi-erect penis was still jutting out from her genital groove and I was trying not to look at it. Zeta had no such inhibitions and was holding Onky's penis in her hand and making its cute tip flip from side to side. 

I knew that a Chyntos penis would normally retract into the body unless it was actively being used for sexplay inside the vagina of another Chyntos. Zeta was making a special effort to prevent Onky's penis from retracting.

 Tyhry tapped on Onky's chest and asked, "This is a permanent symbiont?"

It seemed like Onky did not want to discuss her Stateo-symbiont. She stroked one of Zeta's big breasts and said, "I was warned not to make you jealous, but now I'm worried that Ed might-"

Zeta interrupted the girl and assured her, "Eddy does not mind if I play with other lovers. Not having to keep me constantly entertained allows him time for his research and his writing."

Watching Onky and Zeta lovingly stoking each others beautiful bodies, I was feeling rather sexually excited, but I could not control the analytical part of my nature. I repeated the question about Onky's symbiont and pointedly asked Onky, "Your body won't reject this Stateo-symbiont?" 

Onky shrugged. "Manny told me that she has solved my alien tissue rejection problem, so I should now be able to carry this Stateo-symbiont inside my body for the rest of my life."

I was rather amazed that neither Tyhry nor Zeta had any problem with a lover who had an alien inside her chest, an alien creature that insisted on inserting its tentacles into people's bodies during sexplay. 

Still hot and flushed from the tub, Onky and her perfect penis apparently exerted an irrepressible attraction on Tyhry. Zeta was having to periodically yank on Onky's penis to keep it from retracting back into her body. Tyhry told Zeta, "You are fighting a losing battle."

Tyhry began to play with Onky's penis, first tugging it away from Zeta and then bending over to take it into her mouth. Onky seemed to be luxuriating in all the attention that Zeta and Tyhry were lavishing on her penis. Soon, under the stimulation of Tyhry's tongue, Onky's penis was again fully erect. I could only imagine the growing telepathic linkage between Tyhry and Onky as their minds continued to resonate and they learned the details of each-others mind patterns.

Zeta relinquished the sexually insatiable Onky to Tyhry's special care and took me by the hand and pulled me into our bedroom where we began another of our series of "welcome home" sexplay sessions. After I licked some of Onky's sweet semen from Zeta's vagina, I responded strongly to the special Chyntos sex hormones that were in her prostatic secretions. I suspected that Onky's semen contained some sort of potent version of clytykynyn. 

After her first sexplay session with Onky in the hot tub, Zeta seemed more eager than ever to get me into bed. I suspected that Zeta was responding to Onky's secreted sex hormones and I recalled how after sharing my first orgasm trance with Onky, I had obsessively thought about how to again link my mind telepathically to hers. As I began to ravish Zeta, I wondered what kind of telepathic connection she had to Onky. Zeta told me telepathically: I could sense a weak link to her mind when we were playing in the hot tub, but when she ejaculated into my vagina I about lost my mind. There is something special in her semen... Tyhry is reacting to it, also.

Even while I was caught up in fresh emotional flames of desire, I remembered my need to contact Yōd and let her know how events had unfolded on Alastor 2672. 

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With the help of Zeta, her transparent anti-gravity bra and her big breasts, I discovered that I could use the breast shield method to allow me to telepathically link through Zeta to Yōd, all without me having to go into sleep2. After Zeta and I went into an orgasm trance, we connected our nervous systems through a synapex linkage and I lay there with her breasts positioned so as to shield my brain from hers. As long as we maintained that position and our orgasm trance lingered, we could communicate efficiently with Yōd.

When I rather excitedly started to describe the Cynym and the Chyntos to Yōd she interrupted and asked: You say Azynov visited Alastor 2672?"

I replied: Yes, and you contacted me, saying that you were only able to briefly visit that world.

When was this?

A couple of weeks ago.

a report from the Writer Block

 I suddenly realized that I had been tricked into going to Alastor 2672 by Manny. Manny had created a false message and convinced me that I had received that message from Yōd. That was all it took to entice me into visiting Alastor 2672. Later, Yōd and Azynov did try to visit Alastor 2672, but they reported it had never been successfully colonized by humans. Yōd reported that the native life of Alastor 2672 was interesting because it included creatures who used anti-gravity hierions to make it possible for them to nullify the strong gravity and float through the air.

Later, as we gathered for lunch, Anthony returned home and provided Onky with a newly purchased wardrobe, which she tried on right there in the dining room while the rest of us ate, or tried to eat. Onky was very sexy and seemed to have no inhibitions about showing off her lovely body. Onky put on a new outfit that included a hooded shirt. While covering her abdomen and her lower pair of nipples, the hood did little to hide the presence of her back breasts which bulged out in a most inhuman way. Still, Anthony has good taste in clothes and Onky looked very cute.

Although I knew that within 12 hours of arriving on Earth Onky had ravished both my daughter and my wife, Onky looked so sweet and innocent that I was reminded to asked her, "Why did Dr. Arky call you a warrior?"

Onky explained to us that her young Chyntos cohort members called her "war" because in Alastor Cluster there was an old saying about "war: what is it good for?" Onky told us, "Since I could not maintain a Stateo-symbiont in my body, I was considered useless and good for nothing. I reacted rather badly, lashing out at others in reaction to my problem. So they took to calling me the warrior." She looked at me and asked, "Does that satisfy your curiosity?"

I could sense that Onky was not happy to be thinking about uncomfortable parts of her life on Alastor 2672. Tyhry was trying to adjust the hood on Onky's back so as to better hide her back breasts. She told Onky, "I can enlarge this hood so that it hides your back breasts." She added, "You'll have to get used to my father. He lets nothing stand in the way of his investigations."

Onky nodded. "He's just like Dr. Arky." Onky pulled off the hoodie and tried on another new outfit.

in the Ekcolir Reality

Knowing that Onky had come to hate Dr. Arky, I was trying not to alienate Onky. However, it was true: I could not control my inquisitive nature. I said, "There's another issue that I've been wondering about. When I visited Dr. Arky's laboratory inside the Asimov Reality Simulator, the simulation program took care of the language barrier. I was able to understand your native language through automated translation. But here you are now, speaking English."

Onky had pulled on a dress. The hem reached her knees and Tyhry was doing up a long row of buttons along Onky's back. Onky told me, "That is because of translation nanites that Manny gave me. Infites, she called them. I was given the ability to understand and speak English... just one of the benefits of existing as a replicoid." So, that answered my other question; Onky did know that she was a replicoid copy of her biological self.

Tyhry had her sewing kit out and was making some strategic modifications to the back of Onky's new dress. She told onky, "This outfit is going to spectacularly show-off your back breasts. You can wear it around the house, but you'd cause a riot if you wore this in public."

Zeta suggested, "Maybe we should forget about trying to hide her back breasts. Instead, we could launch a new fashion trend and market artificial back breasts for human women to wear." Zeta looked at me and added, "I bet you would approve of that strategy."

I told Zeta, "Not really. If all you started strutting around with cute back breasts, I'd never get any work done. It is simply too much of a distraction."

_______  the end  ___________

That's really the end of Echo of Cynym. Yes, I know that ending might seem abrupt and I could go on from that first day of Onky's arrival on Earth and describe Zeta's worries about how Onky was going to fit into human society on Earth. 

in the Ekcolir Reality

Zeta soon recognized my ability to completely control her telepathic access to my mind. Zeta also wanted to achieve the ability to control her telepathic outputs and asked if she could visit Alastor 2672 and make use of the powerful Stateorea group mind so that she might also be given "complete control" of her telepathic mind. However, for the duration of Onky's first week on Earth, Zeta seemed to sexually preoccupied to get serious about undergoing brain surgery.

About a week later, when Rylla and Marda arrived in Arizona from Australia, the decision was made that we all go to Alastor 2672 for the family vacation that was originally planned as Tyhry's "graduation present". That would allow Zeta to have her telepathic mind altered and there was much chatter about plans for sexplay sessions with Bisop.

However, we were frustrated by the discovery that there was no direct access to Alastor 2672 via the Reality Simulation System. Frustrated by that technical glitch and not wanting to waste everyone's time on a spaceflight to and from Alastor 2672, we instead revived our previous plan to visit a popular tourist resort in Alastor Cluster.

I promised Zeta that at a later time she and I could take "the indirect route" to Alastor 2672 and have the Stateorea perform her brain surgery. However, when we eventually tried to do that, we found that Alastor 2672 had apparently never been successfully settled by humans. I was amazed that Dr. Arky and her telepathy research project had seemingly been erased from the Reality Simulation System. 

Manny appeared and explained to Zeta and I that before the Trysta-Grean Pact, R. Nyrtia had created a "simulation branch" of the Asimov Reality that included Dr. Arky. Even to this day, Nyrtia carefully controls access to that Simulation Fork. 

The Trysta-Grean Pact.

Manny told me that when I had used the mysterious 873643237𐃂 coordinate to enter into the Simulation System, I should have taken the 𐃂 as a warning that I was not being sent into the usual Alastor Cluster simulation. However, all this is getting ahead of the events that occurred during our family vacation, so I'll stop here.

 Or Not. Comment from Rylla: One last thing... Manny also told me that due to her kindly nature, she left behind a copy of Eddy inside the Simulation of Dr. Arky's laboratory on Alastor 2672. So while Zeta is locked out of that Simulation, there is also a copy of Eddy who got "locked in" and who can diligently "work" to keep Elyn entertained in her old age. Manny thinks of everything.

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in the Final Reality

 Below on this page is Part 3 of a science fiction story called Echo of Cynym. In Part 1, Eddy arrived on Alastor 2672 and immediately came under the influence of the telepathic natives of that world, the Stateorea. Once inside the research laboratory of Dr. Elyn Arky, Eddy was soon introduced to a young Chyntos hermaphrodite, Onky (see Part 2). 

Having visited Alastor 2672 in order to learn about the origins of human telepathy, Eddy begins to realize that this journey into the Asimov Reality Simulation was planned as a way of modifying his own brain's output of telepathic signals. Using a Stateo-symbiont, Onky is able to keep Eddy's mind occupied and fully open to a form of neurosurgery that can finally provided Eddy with the ability to block the emission of telepathic signals from his mind.

in the Ekcolir Reality

Part 3 of Echo of Cynym

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During the entire time since my arrival on Alastor 2672, the telepathic Stateorea had been pushing me and preparing me for a bizarre sexplay session with Onky the Chyntos.

The only thing that now prevented me from sliding my erect penis into Onky's vagina was that she had a big plastic vibrator in there. Peeking out through her pubic hair, the tip of Onky's phallus could be seen, and I was mistakenly imagining that it was the glans of her clitoris. It looked almost exactly the same size as my wife's Neanderthal style glans.

Onky laid back on the bed and spread her limbs invitingly. I suppose it was a tactical mistake, but I then moved my head down between her spread legs and started licking her hot glans. Onky moaned with pleasure and then her entire erect phallus popped out of its recessed cavity where it usually resided inside her body. I was suddenly looking at her cute penis. I sputtered, "You... you're an hermaphrodite?"

Rather surprised to discover that she had a penis, I pulled away from her genitals and sat, a bit dazed, on the bed beside her. Onky also sat up and took hold of her penis with one hand and mine with her other hand. Some of the tentacles that extended out of her chest pouch were now wrapped around her penis and some were still caressing mine. Onky said, "Oh, bother... I can't do anything right." She explained, "I'm afraid that just having been ravished by Bisop, I'm unable to control my penis. It is this sort of sexual incompetence that earned me the nickname 'useless' from my peers."

the allzaurish experiment

While I was contemplating the complications of having two penises in the bed, Bisop, now naked, came rushing into the bedroom, grabbed hold of Onky's ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed while muttering, "I knew I should have taken the time to do this right... but Elyn insisted that I make things snappy..." Bisop sank to her knees and took Onky's erection deep into her mouth. 

While Bisop began to orally stimulate Onky's erect penis, the bed was transforming from a flat surface into a new shape. As the bed transformed its conformation, it pushed me off and to my feet and it reformed into a kind of well-cushioned chair for Onky. Now my attention shifted to the robot's cute bottom. Bisop continued to vigorously stimulate Onky's phallus, but Bisop also reached one hand around to her bottom and hooked a finger into her pink allzaurish. She telepathically told me: Hurry up and get your erection inside me. Onky is going to climax before you do.

Thinking how convenient it was that Bisop had been designed with two vaginas, I slid my erection inside Bisop's hot, silky allzaurish and tried not to notice the tentacles that ran from the wound in Onky's chest down to her crotch and out of my view behind the robot's head. Since my arrival on the planet, I had been telepathically pushed by the Stateorea  towards ever-increasing levels of sexual arousal, therefore I was more than ready for an orgasm. Soon enough, I began to ejaculate into Bisop's tight allzaurish and I telepathically tumbled into a shared mind-space with Onky and Bisop... and what I sensed was a couple dozen of the nearest Stateorea who were watching me through the walls of the bedroom. Eventually, I realized that Elyn's mind was there with us too, watching.

During that group orgasm trance, I was mostly aware of my own intense sexual pleasure. However, I could also telepathically sense Bisop's vibrating tongue on Onky's phallus, the mechanical vibrator that was still at work inside Onky's vagina and I was even aware of how much Bisop the robot was enjoying the feel of my erection inside her allzaurish. Elyn told Onky: Help the Stateorea get started with the neurosurgery.

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Shifting my thoughts towards Dr. Arky, I could telepathically sense that Elyn had two big vibrators inside her body and was delicately stimulating the tip of her own glans with a finger tip. She told me: I'm glad you have experience with orgasm trances. Help Onky and the aliens trace the neural network linkages to your Phari endosymbiont.

I had no idea what Elyn meant. Was she expecting me to alter my own brain structure? I have no conscious awareness of my own brain structures. However, Bisop told me: Stop pounding my allzaurish, old man. Allow the Stateo-symbiont a chance to link in to your nervous system. I suddenly realized that one of the tentacles of the Stateo-symbiont was inside Bisop's allzaurish along with my erection. I stopped moving my penis and the Stateo-symbiont began making thousands of axonal connections to my nervous system through the tip of my penis, similar to how Zeta and I can form a synapex linkage. 

Soon, while I was still adrift in a warm cloud of sexual pleasure, my mind was also tightly linked to that of Onky by way of the Stateo-symbiont. With guidance from the aliens, she and I worked to adjust my brain. While I remained caught up in the pleasure of that trance state, I was able to provide constant feedback to Onky for what seemed rather like a game of Tetris that was going on inside me while synaptic components of my neural networks were rearranged into a new pattern.

When we were done with the neurosurgery and I emerged from my orgasm trance, I noticed that the crowd of Stateorea was no longer watching us through the walls of the bedroom and I did not feel the pressure of Stateorea minds pushing against me. I was no longer being kept in a state of sexual arousal by the aliens, but I was still greatly enjoying my sexplay session with Onky. 

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Onky was on top of me, sliding her wet vagina up and down along the length of my erection. We were on the floor in the middle of her bedroom; to one side was the big vibrator, now abandoned. Onky was gently massaging the big glans of her phallus between two fingers, but most of her penis had retracted back into her body. 

"Oh, this is so good, Ed!" Suddenly, Onky began to ejaculate little spurts of her semen through the tip of her glans. One of those spurts hit my face and I got a taste of her spicy semen. My lips tingled in response to what tasted like a mixture of the sex hormones clytykynyn, frechkissin and some alien spices. I began to ejaculate into her vagina. Onky and I slipped into another orgasm trance and I luxuriated in the feel of her mind and her tight vagina. Her ejaculations continued for about five minutes, then she rested her body against mine and while I was at that time floating in a tranquil sea of my sexual pleasure, I seem to remember "hearing" Onky: That was delightful. I felt her vaginal muscles continued to ripple. And I have a distorted memory of her telling me: I love you.

Later, when I emerged from that orgasm trance and I began to return to normal consciousness, I started to think and unfortunately I could not prevent myself from thinking about the creepy Stateo-symbiont that had allowed my mind to physically link to Onky's. For a time, I contentedly played with the two soft breasts that decorated her back and then I whispered in Onky's ear, "I'm glad you got rid of that beastly thing with all the tentacles."

She kissed me on the mouth and then said, "Thank you, my dear, for making love to me... to just me. You are wonderful... I've never felt a mind like yours! I love the feel of your thought patterns." She kissed the tip of my nose. "All my life, it has been easy for me to think of distant Earth as a place of myth. It seems magical that an Earthman appeared in my life..."

I bent my neck and kissed the top of her head and told her, "You are very sweet. Your big glans reminds me of my wife."

Search for the Koateuw

Well, I'm an idiot and that was the wrong thing to say. Onky quickly asked me a dozen probing questions about Zeta. I felt like Onky had suddenly transformed from a sweet innocent girl into an astute lawyer who was subjecting me to a fierce cross-examination. Finally she said, "Well, I sense that you have an open relationship with Zeta. I conclude that the only serious problem here is that you simply don't like the look of my penis, so I'll try to keep it hidden and out of your sight."

I admitted, "I've never been able to get used to ladies with a penis. For a time, Zeta's body was modified by medical nanites so as to take on hermaphroditic features. I was quite pleased when she went back to being a woman." I could sense that Onky did not enjoy hearing about my penis issues. I added, "It is nice of you to try so hard to please me."

"Somehow, Bisop knew that you and I were compatible... that our minds are similar." Onky shrugged and repeated, "I love you. I'll do anything for you." She told me, "I've actually been trying to fix my body... I have a problem... my body rejects the Stateo-symbionts... my body's immune system attacks and I quickly kill them. Dr. Arky is trying to find a cure for my affliction, but until she does, I can only hold a Stateo-symbiont inside me for about an hour at a time. Then it sickens and dies. Still, luck was with us... that was enough time for me to merge quite intimately with your mind. I was enthralled by the lovely shape of your thought patterns. I can't wait to do that again!"

alien sexplay

I was pleased that I could not at that moment see the ugly wound in the middle of her chest. Onky seemed to enjoy sliding her chest against mine and rubbing her cute breasts in the puddle of semen that she had ejaculated onto my torso. Suddenly I realized what she had meant when she told me that she wanted to paint me. She enjoyed showering me with her semen and rubbing it between our bodies.

As much as I was enjoying the feel of her sexy body in my arms, I also wished that I could again telepathically feel the sweet pattern of her mind in the way that I had intimately sensed it during the time when our two bodies had been physically linked through the Stateo-symbiont's nervous system. I wondered if it might be possible for me to form a synapex link to Onky. I asked, "Can we link our nervous systems again?" I had long experience in forming a synapex linkage from the tip of my penis to Zeta's nervous system.

"It won't be possible for me to take up another Stateo-symbiont until... I'm not sure..." Onky seemed to think about it. "I'll have to ask Elyn. She controls all of the Stateo-symbionts. Maybe next week sometime we can do it again. Until then, I'll try to synchronize our mind patterns during our orgasms. I could see the outlines of your mindscape during that last orgasm!"

I told Onky what I knew about synapex linkages and how it was possible for Zeta and I to link our nervous systems without the assistance of a Stateo-symbiont. Onky told me, "I've never heard of such a thing. We Chyntos need to use Stateo-symbionts to physically link our bodies and physically link our nervous systems together. Normally, such linkages are particularly important to the Chyntos during gestation, when the fetal nervous system needs to be correctly shaped and adapted by the two parents. However, in my case, under Elyn's direction, I've tried dozens of Stateo-symbiont linkages as part of trying to learn why my body always rejects the alien tissue from my chest pouch."

I asked, "About these creepy Stateo-symbionts... they are Stateorea?"

Onky laughed. "Oh, no..." She glanced at the wall to her left and then at the wall to her right. "Look there! That's a Stateorea."

One of the Stateorea was there watching us and I realized that it was larger than the Stateo-symbiont that Onky had taken into her chest pouch. To my untrained eye, all of the aquatic animal-like creatures of Dethevicinelec looked fundamentally same: composed of long filamentous strands that could come together and morph into pulsating tissue masses. Maybe the non-motile plant-like creatures were also composed of such filaments, but they appeared to be quite similar in structure to Earthly organisms like kelp. Onky sat up and pulled open the groove in the middle of her chest, revealing an inner compartment. "A Stateorea would be far too large to fit into a Chyntos pouch."

the Preland pouch

Letting the edges of that groove snap shut again, she resumed rubbing the big glans of her clitoris against my pubic bone. While she worked towards another orgasm, Onky continued her explanation, "If you take a Stateorea out of sea water, it will soon become desiccated and it will quickly die. Fifty years ago, Dr. Arky designed a genetically altered Koateuw, a creature that is related to the Stateorea, but less intelligent... they can survive if provided with access to human sweat and blood... through the walls of a chest pouch." After vigorously riding my erection for a few minutes she sat still and started playing with her clitoris, using the finger tips of both hands. "I'm so very horny. Physical contact with Koateuw normally puts a Chyntos into a near-constant state of sexual arousal."

I was playing with some of Onky's erect nipples and was expecting her to once again start ejaculating on me. Unfortunately, I could not keep my eyes from returning to the scar-like line that ran through the middle of her chest. Then I remembered the Preland thoracic pouch. I asked, "Do the Chyntos have Preland gene combinations?"

Onky squeezed on my penis with her powerful vaginal muscles. I could feel her stiff phallus pressing against mine through the wall of her vagina. "You talk to much, which turns me into a blabber mouth. We'd have more fun if we both were quiet and only worked at the chore of creating more orgasms for each other." She ran her fingers through her long dark hair. "I can't control my sexual desires... my blood is still full of Koateuw sex hormones and you've pumped my vagina full of your sweet clytykynyn." She closed her eyes, reached back with one of her hands and squeezed my testes. After a minute of her stroking my sensitive scrotum, Onky said, "Preland... I've heard Dr. Arky and Bisop use that word. I've guessed that Prelands were the water-dwelling precursor to the Koateuw."

I laughed, amused by her imaginative interpretation of the term "Preland". Now unable to wait for my next orgasm, I rolled us over, but quickly discovered that I did not like the way my testes were hitting the floor as I thrust my erection in and out of her vagina. 

synapex linkage

I picked her up and put her on the bed, which was still configured something like a chair. Onky did something that raised the bed upwards and then I was able to resume thrusting my stiff erection into her hot vagina while standing. It was clear that Onky knew little about Dr. Arky's experimental methods. She seemed very innocent and trusting and the way that Dr. Arky was experimenting on her aroused my protective instincts almost as much as Onky's sexy body aroused my sexual desires.

While I methodically brought Onky towards another orgasm, I found my mind wandering from Onky to Elyn. I began to speculate about Dr. Arky's background and I could not help myself from wondering how she had become involved in telepathy research on Alastor 2672. I wondered if she was herself a robot from Triskelion or possibly an agent working for R. Nyrtia. 

Onky used her strong vaginal muscles to squeeze my penis. She told me, "Don't do that, lover! You are drifting away. I want your attention on me!" 

Of course, I was on a research mission of my own and I had been letting my mind wander away from my sexplay with this seductive Chyntos hermaphrodite and she had caught me beginning to mentally slip away from the sweet task of pleasuring her. As a human, I lacked the carefully crafted Chyntos biological imperative that pushed them to continually seek out and engage in sexplay. I had come to Alastor 2672 on a mission, not to make love to a cute young woman with six breasts. I blurted out, "This does not seem real. I'm an old man. I can't believe that you find me sexually attractive."

Onky laughed. "I don't care about your age... I love you... your mind."

I complained, "I don't understand how that can be... you are young, with your whole life before you. Don't you want to..." I could see that my words were making Onky angry. I wanted to suggest that she should have a young mate and make babies. I fell silent.

Onky explained, "According to Elyn, she designed the Chyntos so that they automatically love everyone. So why shouldn't I love you? Please don't reject me! Don't you love me?"

The way she shouted that anguished plea, I knew that she had previously been rejected. I examined my own feelings and realized that I did love Onky. I admitted, "Yes, I do, but I'm only human. An old man. I'm struggling to match your tireless passion."

What I had experienced in the brief time since arriving on Alastor 2672 was something even more wonderful than just love at first sight. Now that I thought about it, I felt that somehow the telepathic natives of this planet had taken control of my brain and prepared me to fall in love Onky even before I first saw her sexy body. And still they were not done with me; I had a specific craving to again be in tight telepathic linkage to Onky's sweet mind pattern. "Yes, of course I love you. You saw the truth in my mind when we were connected by that... alien thing."

Just then, I saw Onky's eyes shift to something behind me and then I felt Bisop place a hand on my shoulder. Rather startled by Bisop's sudden arrival, I turned my head and got another surprise when I saw Bisop's erection. I suppose I should not really have been surprised to see that Bisop was equipped with a very beautiful penis. She told me telepathically: Dr. Arky is waiting for you.

Onky told Bisop, "Oh, let us finish, Bi! Elyn asked me to do her a favor... and I'm not done, yet. Surely she can wait her turn."

Bisop exerted her robotic strength and forcefully pulled me away from Onky and then she smoothly took on the task of thrusting her own penis deep inside Onky. Bisop told Onky, "Elyn's an old lady... but she still has lots of pent-up sexual energy. I could only distract her for so long." Bisop forcefully told me: Return to Dr. Arky's office.

"Elyn can be so pig-headed!" Onky sighed in resignation and told me, "I'll see you later, lover!"

Onky seemed perfectly content to continue her sexplay without me now that Bisop had her penis at work inside Onky's tight vagina. I found pieces of my clothing scattered around the room and discovered both my pants and the dead Steato-symbiont behind Onky's bed. I was on my way out of the bedroom when Onky reached another sweet climax. I was tempted to stay there in Onke's bedroom and have another go at Bisop's inviting allzaurish. 

My erection was still hard and I had no expectation that it would soon deflate. Bisop pushed at me once more with her telepathic mind: Go to Elyn. She's waiting... not very patiently.

I retraced the path through the corridors back towards Dr. Arky's office. Arriving at the arch, I could see that on this side it was decorated with stylized DNA double helices and the text stated blandly, "GENETICS RESEARCH". Passing through the archway and having moved away from the sexy Onky, my head began to clear and my erection began to soften. As I walked along the corridors inside the telepathy research facility, I noticed a few drifting Stateorea in the water tanks, but the aliens seemed to be ignoring me. Outside the door to Elyn's office, I quickly dressed. Through the open doorway, I could see Dr. Arky brushing her hair as she gazed into the tank that constituted the back wall of her office. The curve of her round bottom was visible below the lower edge of her shirt. She turned and saw me trying to stuff my semi-erect penis into my pants. Elyn tossed down her hair brush on her desk. 

I noticed that most of the clutter had been cleared from her desk, particular the mysterious pieces of lab equipment. To the side of her desk was my bag. My eyes were drawn back to Elyn's pretty hair and as if she could read my thoughts she told me, "Yes, yes, I'm afraid my hair is fake and I also use special wrinkle-removing nanites from Triskelion that Bisop supplied me with. I do try to make my old body look... well, I won't say young, but... less old."

During the all-too brief but magical time when the Stateo-symbiont had been linked to my body by axonal connections, I had noticed Elyn hovering at the edge of my mind. I suppose she was perfectly aware of the fact that while I had been forcefully kept sexually aroused by the Steatorea, upon entering her office for the first time I had even fantasized about the possibility of a sexplay session with Elyn. Now, seeing her dressed so casually, once again I began speculating on the possibility that I could engage in sexplay with Dr. Arky during my visit to her laboratory. 

Sadly, Elyn had been masturbating without a sex partner during that group mind trance. Now, it appeared that Elyn had changed into a sexy nightshirt and was ready for a sexplay session with a partner. I wondered if only a few minutes earlier she had been having sex with Bisop. 

I sat down again in the chair that was in front of her desk and noted, "Bisop is versatile. The Stateorea telepathically pushed me into a crazy state of sexual excitement, but I'm not sure that I can keep up with robots and lusty Chyntos." Elyn had left her pair of big phallic vibrators there in the middle of the desk and I tried not to look at them, but I noticed they were like the ones in Onky's bed, covered with fine soft fur.

Elyn grinned and picked up one of the big vibrators. "You should accept that frequent sexplay is an occupational hazard for scientists on this world. The Stateorea set the standard... everyone is supposed to be in a constant state of sexual arousal. If you aren't horny, the Stateorea think you must be sick and dying." With my eyes adjusting to the very dim light in the room, I could see now that Elyn was wearing an old comfortable sweatshirt. She put the two vibrators out of sight in a drawer of the desk and then sank into her chair and sighed. After gazing into my eyes for a while, she finally spoke again, "I nearly wore out my two vibrators while trying to give you more time with Onky... her reward for a job well done. The nanosurgery turned you into... well, I'll call you an honorary Chynner." She said it like 'sinner'. 

I told Elyn, "That was an amazing group telepathy experience. I don't think I've ever previously experienced such a long-lasting orgasm trance."

"The Stateorea were probably rewarding you for going through the neurosurgery. In fact, they may not be done. Since you've arrived, they seem to be telepathically pushing us all towards indulging in sexplay. I can feel them at work even now." Elyn had a hand down between her legs where she was feeling her own vaginal secretions.

"Ya, I've been impressed by my sexual performance and stamina since I arrived. I'm an old man, but Onky makes me feel young." My penis had never really completely deflated, and once again it was engorged and uncomfortably confined in my pants. "I'm not quite sure why she was so eager to make love to me."

Elyn explained, "She is contemplating the idea that you will take her to Earth, so she's trying to impress you with her energetic sexplay." Elyn sniffed her wet finger tips and then licked them. "But really... enough is enough... you can't hope to compete with a young Chyntos in contest of sexual stamina. Now, if you can forget about sexplay for a while, let's see if we can get down to... business." She reached out and began sorting through a thick stack of printed color photographic images that were there on her desk. Finding a particularly provocative image of an alien Stateorea, she began sliding the tip of her index finger over its surface as if she was finger painting. She licked her lips.

While she had been intently searching through the photos and then giving loving attention to one of them, I had been looking closely at Dr. Arky's facial features and wondering if she was an alien in disguise. To fill a growing silence, I asked, "Are you a Preland?"

She giggled. "No. Why do you ask?" She lifter her finger from the photographic print and then put her finger tip into her mouth and sucked on it.

I could now see in the photographic image of the Stateorea that it had adjusted its body shape so that it seemed to have a human-like penis. Trying not to be distracted from my business, I shared my reasoning with Dr. Arky. "You seem to have ready access to alien gene patterns and advanced genetic engineering tools, even though I know such technology is only slowly developing here in Alastor Cluster. The Connatic has a big, well-funded research effort aimed at creating a science of human telepathy." Elyn had her finger back on the photo, seeming as if she was massaging the alien penis in the image. "So... I must wonder... how could a single human, working alone in this isolated laboratory, do what you have done... create a new human variant... the Chyntos?"

Elyn lifted up the stack of photographs and placed them inside a drawer of the desk. "Well, your suspicions are not unreasonable... I'm not sure what I am." Dr. Arky pulled some absorptive wipes out of another drawer of the desk. She stood up and wiped her crotch and her sexy bottom and then her chair. She muttered, "You'll have to excuse me, Ed, I'm still dripping wet with my sexual excitement. The Stateorea have not gotten me this sexually aroused since I first came to this world." Having mopped up the puddle of her vaginal secretions, she sniffed the fluid then tossed the soggy mess into a waste basket and then she carefully licked clean her fingers. 

the Foundation Reality

Elyn turned her gaze back to me, slowly licked her lips with her pink tongue and then told me, "Long ago... when I first met Nyrtia, she trained me in her genetics lab. All my biology training took place inside a simulation where I had advanced gene analysis tools and teachers who had access to technologies that are far more sophisticated than those known to the Connatic." 

Elyn began to gently rub her abdomen with the palms of her two hands. "Nyrtia also showed me images of my body... my body as it was when I was born... before my parents had me surgically altered." Elyn lifted up her shirt and showed me two scars on her upper abdomen. "I was born with four mammary glands, but that was not the anatomical norm here in Alastor Cluster." With her shirt pulled up, I could also see the protruding glans of her clitoris, which looked very similar to Zeta's big Neanderthal-like organ. Elyn let her shirt fall back down and then she resumed her place, seated behind the desk. She added, "Yes, I shave down there. I love to stroke the smooth skin of my labia and I spend much time doing so because I've made it a rule to not engage in sex play with my creations... the Chyntos. I think of them like being my children."

I suggested, "I suppose Bisop helps manage your sexual cravings."

Elyn laughed. "That robot would be happy to provide me with sexual stimulation, as it does for everyone else in the lab, but I don't want Bisop to have too much power over me. No... I only fantasize about sexplay with Bisop... and everyone else who works with me here in the lab. However, I'm quite skilled at masturbation, so I don't need either robotic or biological lovers."

I was not particularly concerned with Elyn's neatly trimmed pubic hair and her pink labia, but my dislike for ladies with a penis was making me want to further invade her privacy.

HXX chromosome set

I could not restrain my curiosity about her anatomy. I asked, "Are you like the Chyntos, an hermaphrodite?"

"No, I'm a woman. I don't have an H chromosome. Actually, I'm a strange kind of hybrid... part human, part Cynym. I'm female, but I can ejaculate a clytykynyn-rich fluid. I don't have testes and only ever made eggs... no sperm. Now I'm so old that I no longer ovulate." 

Elyn was quiet for a time, but I sensed she had more to say. She continued, "Nyrtia told me that my father was a Cynym... one of a long series of human variants that she created." Elyn fondled one of her rather saggy breasts. "Daddy used to call me Cynymyn girl. Growing up, I had no idea what he meant. I grew up living as a human among humans." She laughed. "Now you have me lost in my memories of the past. Don't distract me with your questions!" Elyn slammed her free hand down on the desk. "This isn't easy for me... the Staties want to reward me too... they keep activating my pleasure centers..."

Obviously, Elyn was being telepathically manipulated by the Stateorea. She glanced at the wall to her left and glared at a big pink alien that was there, watching her. I suggested, "Maybe if you asked the Stateorea to leave you alone... just long enough for us to talk..."

"No!" She shook her head and took a deep breath. "I'm okay. I'll be fine." Ofter half a minute of silence, she seemed to regain some level of self control and continued, "Let me tell you my story... as it happened to me. When I was nearing the completion of my advanced training in genetics, Nyrtia asked me to come to this planet and find a way to link into the Phari telepathy network. She also told me the legend of Galaxia and warned me that the Stateorea share a telepathic group mind."

Speaking with confidence, I said, "It is no legend. In a past Reality, what I call the Foundation Reality, Galaxia was a human group mind that spanned the entire galaxy."

Again Elyn giggled. "So, you also know the legend of Galaxia." She shook her head. "It is absurd. Even the couple of hundred Chyntos on this one world can't form a functional telepathic community. A mind spanning a whole galaxy..." She shook her head.

Judging from the look on her face, it was clear that Elyn could not believe that a vast human group mind had existed in the Foundation Reality. What I knew about Galaxia came from stories that had been published as fiction, but I suggested, "If everyone in a group mind could unconditionally love everyone else..."

"No!" Elyn shook her head again. "We're talking about humans, with jealousies and other weaknesses."

"My understanding is that all the humans who formed Galaxia had been engineered to share a common mindset." I'd always been skeptical about the idea that the laws of robotics could be built into humans of the Foundation Reality. However, I suggested, "Think about the robots of Triskelion..."

Next: Part 4 of Echo of Cynym

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