Rommie stood on the command deck, gripping the rail in front of her while she attempted to concentrate on her duties. It was a quiet watch, with only Beka on command with her, so it should have been quiet and a time where she could catch up on minor duties she had neglected. But there was a problem.

Her avatar was malfunctioning. At least, as far as Rommie could distinguish it was her android body that was causing the problem. However, her hologram and view screen persona were also feeling the effects, so it could have started with either of them. As another wave came, Rommie tried to partition the feeling away from her conscious thought and concentrate on her duties. She failed again and her knees almost buckled underneath her. Fortunately, Beka didn’t notice, she was too intent on plotting slipstream routes and going over ship specs.

Rommie was pretty certain it was only a minor problem, but she couldn’t go to Harper to fix it, she’d be too embarrassed and would never hear the end of it. He’d probably tell everyone else as well and she couldn’t live with that.

She had noticed it earlier that day, as had her other two manifestations. It may have been just a loose wire shorting out some circuits, some consequence of all the recent battles, but it was having a profound effect on her. As another wave hit her she felt warm waves of pleasure move up from her pussy and spread outwards, moving up over her stomach and also down her legs, turning her knees to jelly. Every time a wave hit, and they had been getting progressively closer together, she tried to partition it off, something she could usually do with minimal effort. However, the malfunction that was causing this also seemed to be stopping her from performing this simple function. She felt another wave approaching and tried to brace herself, but this one was even stronger. Involuntarily she let out a moan and gripped the rail so hard it started to bend.

Beka barely heard, so intent had she been on her work. ‘Did you say something Rommie?’ she asked.

Rommie quickly consulted with the main AI. It was bad enough for them, they kept hoping no one would call for them in the middle of an orgasm, but for her it was much, much worse. Harper had built her avatar with many functions to let her experience being a human woman. She could cry, sweat, eat and apparently when aroused she could act the way any woman would. She could feel her juices coating her inner thighs, she could feel the heat building in her pussy. She had to fight the urge to pull down her leather pants and masturbate right there, in front of Beka. As another wave hit her, she decided enough was enough and it was time to bite the bullet and go see Harper.

‘I’m fine Beka, I just need to go get a check up from Harper.’ The first officer nodded and Rommie left the bridge, walking quickly and then running the direction of machine shop 7 and Harper.

As she skidded around the corner, the engineer looked up from his work. ‘Hey Rom-doll, how’s things?’

She looked down at him and grimaced. ‘Harper, something’s wrong with my Avatar, over the past hour I have experienced 37 separate orgasms and they are getting closer togetheeerrrrr…….’ She broke off as another wave of pleasure spread around her body, causing her to slide to the ground.

Harper looked disappointed. ‘Aww, crap. I thought you’d last at least another hour. Now Tyr wins.’

Rommie’s head snapped up and she slowly stood. ‘What do you mean, another 10 minutes? And what exactly does Tyr win?’

Harper grinned. ‘Well, we kinda wanted to test your will power. So me, Dylan, Tyr and Beka had a little bet, to see, well….’

‘How long I’d last?!?!’ Rommie shouted. ‘Harper, you are going to stop this RIGHT NOW!!’

The engineer looked up and grinned lewdly. ‘I’d love to Rom-Doll, but I can’t. It can only be stopped by….physical penetration, and that’s what Tyr won. The chance to….’

Rommie growled in anger and turned on her heal, leaving before Harper could finish. As she exited the machine shop, she saw Tyr standing outside with his trousers and Mickey Mouse boxers round his ankles, grinning like an idiot.

‘No, Tyr, not gonna happen.’ She said quietly.

Tyr grinned back at her. ‘Then you’re going to continue experiencing this for the next 5 days. We are going to meet with the Perseid ambassadors tomorrow. You have no choice.’

Now it was Rommie’s turn to grin, although hers was more devilish. ‘Harper said ‘physical penetration.’ And I know where Trance keeps her dildos.’

The end

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