Thread: Voyage of the Space Vagabond [Blueflame & Sensualist]

With the ship humming and coughing along at some semblance of functionality at least for the short term, and at least as long as nothing strenuous was asked of it Lex was able to catch a calming lungful of stale, metal and plastic scented air and examine the cargo. Inside the bay, with the comforting weight of the pirate's heavily customised pistol in his fist, he found himself facing four rows of six large capsules. They were about six feet tall, and reminded him of cryosleep capsules but without the life support machinery and backup power cells attached. They also lacked the usual windows to allow the sleeper to see and be seen, instead being a uniform mother-of-pearl pinkish hue, with raised patterns reminiscent of sea shells at the base and cloudy curlicues at the top. There was no clue to their function or contents save for a touch panel on the side of each capsule, so with little else to go on Lex decided to open one and see what happened. There was a hiss of depressurisation from the capsule as he withdrew his finger from the panel, and a waft of sweet, rosewater perfume escaped into the thin atmosphere of the freighter. Invisible seams opened up along its flanks, and it opened silently and smoothly to reveal a white satin cushioned interior and a woman reclining motionlessly within. No, not a woman... the lack of life support, the total stillness, and something else, a hint of over-perfection in her form and features suggested something else an android. But by far the most human-passable, lifelike and gorgeous synthetic lifeform Lex had ever seen. She was of average height, slender and lithe but not lacking in curves. Bubblegum-pink hair cascaded sleekly down past her shoulders, framing a stunning face she looked maybe eighteen to twenty-one in age, with a smooth brow, pert and straight nose, cheeks touched with a hint of natural blush, and the lushest, most succulent lips Lex had ever seen, like two slices of ripe, moist, coral-pink nectarine. The body perhaps even managed to outdo the face for raw sex appeal firm-looking, flawless smooth skin all over. Sculpted shoulders gave way to the twin swells of spectacular breasts, large on her slim frame at a good E-cup, perfectly round and apparently possessing their own antigravity field judging by their perkiness. Her stomach gently concaved in a smooth sweep below those mouth-watering mounds, leading to delicately flared hips with a tight, lush, heart-shaped ass behind. Her legs were a light year long, supple thighs tapered down to well-turned calves. She was dressed high-heeled, low-topped boots, wrist warmers, pink eye lenses and a sort of one-piece bathing suit that seemed designed to reveal almost as much as it concealed. The high-collared, tight silver mesh was cut away from her dcolletage to her mons venus, giving a clear view of cleavage, navel, and enough of her lower stomach to strongly suggest that there was not a hair to be found anywhere on her body below her eyelashes. As Lex stood and studied the ravishing creature, her eyes suddenly flicked open. He could see inverted text scrawling across her bright turquoise eyes a startup routine. A few moments later she blinked, batting her long lashes and taking a deep gasp that swelled her impressive chest still further. Her back arched, like an early morning stretch to get the kinks of the night out of her spine, and she undulated pleasantly from head to toe. Her gaze focused on Lex, and he could have sworn her saw a flicker of smouldering desire in them, the faintest turn-up of the corners of her full mouth. Gynoid Unit One Thirty Seven Alpha online, she spoke, her voice silky and sweet and laced with an undercurrent of sex, but also with a roughness like she had just woken up. All internal systems report optimal status. Current program load premium deluxe platinum-grade pleasure module, valet module. Additional programming module space available. Please insert genetic key to confirm ownership of this unit.