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For Clovis Arbuckle--an android pretending to be a human being, so he could serve in the Galaxy Scout Service-the last few weeks had been torture. His commanding officer, and lone companion on the mail courier "Gazelle"--32-year old Galina Barding--appeared sympathetic to his wishes, but she still wanted a qualified cyberneticist to check him out.
Thus, when the "Gazelle" landed at the scout base on the heavily-populated planet Morioka, Galina made an appointment with Technical Branch specialist Kye Irving.9 years older than Galina--and 21 years older than Clovis--Kye was a former hacker who had found a slightly more lawful life in the Scout Service. Balding, he looked older than he was, and appeared vaguely seedy in his dirty jumpsuit. In comparison, Galina--wearing a mostly regulation uniform, with a short skirt and highheeled sandals to show off her bare legs--felt distinctly overdressed.
"Good to see you, Galina," Kye said. "I was just taking apart a Class II android when you called."
Galina nodded; a class II android would look human externally, but--unlike Clovis--lack the spark of true intelligence.
"Well, this is Clovis," Galina said.
"I can't help but notice," Kye said, "he doesn't have a registry stamp on his temple."
"He's pretending to be human," Galina explained."That's why I need your help." Kye nodded, mulling something over.
"You better wait outside, Clovis," Kye said. "I've got to talk to your captain."
"All right..." Clovis said, nervously.
Alone with Galina--in a workshop full of partly disassembled androids--Kye moved to sit down at his desk, while Galina sat in another chair nearby.Although Kye was a little odd, she had let him fuck her once--like she had a lot of men--and the shapely blonde could almost feel his gaze running up and down her body.
"This is quite a collection you've got," Galina said, diverting his attention by glancing around his workshop."You have any Class I androids...?"
"Like Clovis? Not hardly. These are all Class II androids--semi-intelligent. We used to used to use these for bomb disposal and work like that, but now they're getting a lot more work as personal couriers, delivering diplomatic packets and such."
"Seems like trivial work for a robot."
"Not really. Not after a sniper killed a couple of our real couriers on Beloeil."
"That's where we're going next," Galina said."Beloeil." Kye's eyebrow twitched, slightly.
"No kidding. That's a dangerous place, right on the border with the Outworld Coalition."
"Well, we're due there in three weeks; we're carrying parcels and e-mail for the Scout base. That is--if you don't turn us in to the authorities." Kye smiled.
"I think you've done enough favors for me in the past," Kye said; "you don't have to worry about that. Still, harboring a rogue robot is a felony--and we've got MP's from the Galaxy Fleet patrolling the base here."
"I know."
"And, you know, even if Clovis had a registry stamp on his temple, he still couldn't be in the Service."
"I know that, too."
"So what's the big deal about him being in the Service?"
"It's a long story," Galina said, crossing her legs, "but, basically, he was constructed by Milton Arbuckle..."
"--THE Milton Arbuckle?" Kye interrupted.
"...yes, the billionaire inventor--as a replacement for his dead son--but his creator rejected him when he realized he still wasn't human. He was actually raised by a housemaid, and I think he absorbed a sense of duty from her. When the war started, he pretended to be a human so he could join up, and he got by the scanners because he's so well built."
"I'll bet," Kye said, giving Galina a wry glance; "you fuck him?"
"Yes."
"So he's fully functional?"
"Yes," Galina said, "although I fail to see what THAT has to do with anything..."
"Well, I guess I ought to ask: what exactly do you want from me?"
"I want to know," Galina said, "if Clovis is safe to have as a crew member. He's a great guy--and I'd like to keep his secret if I can--but I don't want him going bughouse someday because of a system error."
Kye sat back in his seat, appearing to think deeply.
"That's tricky. You realize, I DO have a legal responsibility to report him as a robot."
"And," Galina replied, "you're not above selling contraband and smuggled goods. I recall you having a 'gray area' where the law is concerned."
"I'm just saying...I could use a little inducement..."
Galina nodded, grinning with understanding. She was just a few meters away from him, so she gave him a sly glance and slipped down in her seat, lifting her right foot to his crotch and rubbing his cock through his jumpsuit with the sole of her sandal.
"Oh, kinky..." Kye said, clearly aroused by the proximity of her spike heel to his balls. He soon had a hard-on and pulled down the zipper of his jumpsuit to free his penis--simultaneously peeling the garment off his arms and torso. Gratified, Galina continued teasing him with the tip of her sandal and her bare toes, until Kye finally reached out to unfasten her ankle strap and slip off her shoe; then--to Galina's surprise--he grasped her foot with one hand and began stroking his cock against the slightly wrinkled flesh of her sole with the other, oozing pre-cum from his swollen cockhead.
"That does feel nice," Galina admitted, taking over the stroking of his cock with her foot; pushing the drooling shaft up against his stomach with her toes, Galina could feel he was plenty hard, and she enjoyed the warmth of the stiff cock as she brought him closer to a climax. Considering what she was asking from him, though, she figured a foot job really wasn't sufficient; finally, then, she drew her foot back and slid off the chair to kneel before him.
With her hand on his cock, she stroked him up and down for several seconds, then finally leaned forward to take his penis in her mouth.
"Oh, baby," Kye moaned, closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair, "that's it..."
It was a little raunchy--Galina could tell Kye hadn't taken a bath for several days--but she realized that she really did care about Clovis, and was willing to make this sacrifice for his happiness and well-being. Still fully dressed before the half-naked technician, she was determined to give Kye the best blowjob of his life, and sucked the head tenderly with her lips and tongue-feeling Kye drool his pre-cum in her mouth--before going down on him properly, making slurping, sucking noises as she took a third of the cock in her mouth, then a half, then three-quarters...
"Oh, fuck, that's good...!" Kye said, holding Galina's head.
Galina just kept on sucking though, cradling the shaft between her tongue and hard palate. Soon, she could feel his arousal rising-he started to thrust at her with his hips, and his cock began to pulse--but she slowed her pace to prolong his pleasure. Finally, though, she glanced up at him with her hazel eyes--well aware she was endearingly cute with his cock almost up to his balls in her mouth--and she could tell she was taking him over the edge.
Amazingly, she could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth-and cum pulsing through the piss-tube in the tender underside of his shaft--yet she kept on sucking even as he came, squirting a spurting jet of semen directly into her mouth. Gulping it down, she felt another gush squirt into her mouth--then another, and another--but still she kept on sucking, trying to gulp that down as well. Ultimately, he shot more cum than she could swallow readily, so she finally lifted her head off his cock--with cum and saliva drooling from her lips--so she could gulp down the rest of his gooey spunk.
"Oh, man..." Kye said, looking at Galina as she looked back at him--trying her best to look cute with cum drooling out of her mouth, "you've definitely got a second career ahead of you...doing porno."
"So," Galina said--pausing to lick the slimy sperm from her lips-"will you help Clovis?" "Yeah, sure. There's some tests I can do, that will show if he's got a stable AP."
"AP?"
"Artificial Personality," Kye said, reaching for a towel; "here, wipe yourself off."

A few minutes later, it was Galina's turn to wait outside while Kye went about his business with Clovis.Since the workshop was near the docks adjacent to the civilian starport, there weren't many people around, but Galina felt her heart skip a beat whenever an MP walked by. Unlike the regular Scouts, the Military Fleet worked for the Galaxy Fleet--exalted big brother to the Galaxy Scout Service--and they had a much more hardnosed opinion about the law.
Eventually, though--a half-hour later--Kye invited Galina back in. Clovis, he reported, was quite stable, with a highly functional human personality, capable of normal emotional growth and maturation.
"Thank you," Galina said, kissing Kye--despite herself.
"No, thank YOU," Kye replied, giving her a wink.
"What was that about?" Clovis asked her, later, as they headed back toward their ship.
"Oh, nothing. I...gave him a little blow job."
"Oh, Galina..."
"It's okay; you do so much for me, I figure I owed you.I forgot to ask, though--did Kye make you do anything weird?"
"Actually, I don't remember anything."
Galina shrugged.
"Well, listen," Galina said, as their ship came in sight, "you go back and prep the ship for launch. I've got another appointment to keep, at the Scout Clinic."
"Are you sick?"
"No," Galina said, looking aside with mild embarrassment. "I have to get a new birth control implant. I got my last one 5 years ago, and I'm probably overdue for a new one."
"Oh, my goodness," Clovis said; "what if Kye wanted to fuck you?"
"I had a condom," Galina said, pulling a sealed packet out of her skirt pocket, "just in case."
"Well," Clovis observed, "at least you don't have to worry about that with me."
"That's true," Galina said; "and it's a good thing, too.It takes about a month for a new implant to start working."
"So you're glad you have me?" Clovis teased her.
"Damn right," Galina said, reaching up to kiss him; "I'm going to want to fuck you, the minute I get back."

Galina was true to her word. Two hours later, she clopped aboard in her high heels to find Clovis-completely naked--in the airlock. She actually burst out laughing, then fell into his arms. Slowly, the big muscular android slipped off her clothes-dropping her tunic and skirt onto the floor first, then her bra and panties.
Now nearly naked herself, Galina then stood on her tiptoes in her sandals to kiss him--sucking at his lips and tongue, even as he sucked at hers--and she was actually a little startled when she felt him slip his drooling cock-head right into the mouth of her pussy. Then--even as he thrust into her belly, splitting open her clutching pussy muscles--he grasped her by her buttocks and lifted her upward, so her toes were just grazing the deck.
"I can't believe," Galina said, lifting her legs to wrap them around his back; "I just taught you how to fuck a few months ago."
Clovis replied by walking Galina--skewered on his penis-up to the airlock interior hatch. Then--with her back against the hatch--he started fucking her fast and deep.
"Unph--! Oh, fuck...! Yes--!"
Clovis smiled, well aware of his prowess; even if Galina was his superior, at the moment she was just a horny bitch happily getting stuffed. Hooking her sandal-shod feet behind his back, she laced her fingers behind his neck and hung on happily as his super-hard cock slammed her tightly-clutching hole.
"Maybe I should pull out," Clovis teased her, banging her up against the hatch; "I don't want to get you pregnant..."
"Oh, you..." Galina said, looking him in the eye--even as his balls slapped against her ass, and his cock-head jabbed against her womb--...fuck me! Fuck me full of your sperm--!"
Designed with the normal physical limitations of a human male, Clovis didn't last long after that. A few seconds later, his cock began to throb with pleasure, and Galina felt the first delicious spurt of semen squirt into her belly.
"Oh, yes--!" Galina cried, milking the cock with her pussy, and enjoying a smoldering climax of her own; "fuck me! Fill me!"
Clovis did his best, continuing to thrust in as deep as he could, and pumping gush after gush of his cum into her hole. Eventually, his creamy-hot spunk filled her up so full that some began to overflow their point of contact--where her labia were stretched taut around the penetrating base of his cock--and drool down the bottoms of her thighs.
"Android cum..." Galina purred, resting her head on Clovis' shoulder; "what did you say that was made of?"
"Mostly water, and recovered protein from food products."
"So, your little swimmers aren't wriggling away inside me, trying to knock me up?"
Hearing her talk that way, Clovis gave her several more hard thrusts--knocking her back and buttocks into the hatch, and churning up the cream in her slit.
Then, finally, he lowered her legs--letting her regain her balance on her high heels--and pulled out.
"Oh, that was good," Galina said--dropping to her left knee to loosen her ankle strap, and letting Clovis' cum stream down the inside of her thigh. Standing back up again, she then loosened the other strap and kicked off both her shoes.
"We probably better launch the ship," she said, running her hand over Clovis' firm stomach; "then we can fuck some more."
Clovis endorsed that suggestion, and it would not be their last fuck that day. Putting on some minimal clothing--shorts and a bikini top--Galina slid into the pilot's couch and lifted off, steering the ship toward H-point, where she could activate her hyperdrive. Then-with Clovis stationed in the topside laser turret--she sent the ship hurtling on to its next destination, and was free to return to fucking her partner.
"This is my favorite position," she said, impaling herself on Clovis' cock while he lay on her bunk.
"I thought you liked it from behind best," Clovis noted.
"Never contradict your partner," Galina chided him, tucking her bare feet underneath his thighs and grinding her hips into his crotch; "people say all kinds of stupid stuff in bed."
"Oh, Captain...I think I'm gonna cum...!"
"That's it," Galina murmured, watching Clovis watch her breasts bounce up and down on her chest; "fill me up...fill my tummy with cum--!"
Grunting, and straining, Clovis strove to oblige a moment later, fucking another deep thrust into Galina's belly, and squirting still more of his cum into her pussy.
"I need more..." Galina whined, feeling him finally start to go soft in her vagina.
"Give me a minute here," Clovis replied.
A few minutes later--with help from Galina's lips and tongue on his shaft--he was hard again, and they switched to the rear-entry position Clovis knew to be her real favorite. Kneeling behind her on the side of the bunk, he slipped his penis very deep inside her pussy, then happily held her hips and started slamming his own hips into her quivering buttocks. She came-shuddering and crying as her pussy began to spasm--but that just made Clovis pump her harder, slapping her labia with his balls and punching her womb with his cock. Finally, it was all he could take, and he squirted yet another load of hot, syrupy cum deep inside her cunt.
//I almost wish you could get me pregnant,// Galina thought, resting her head on her arm to look back at Clovis--and squeezing his cock in her pussy--//we could make lots of little robots together...//

The next morning, Galina woke with a yawn, glanced at her sleeping partner and--still naked--padded into the head. Idly--while she drained her bladder--she wondered why Dr. Arbuckle had designed him to sleep, but she finally put it down to the inventor's wish to truly recreate his son.
Then she stood--letting the toilet autoflush--and noted a curious message from the urine sampler.
CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE PREGNANT. PER GSS REG. 1228P, OBTAIN MEDICAL ASSISTANCE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
Although she felt her heart leap in her chest, her brain didn't fully register the meaning of the words until a moment later.
"What the fuck?" she muttered, glancing back at Clovis, then staring at the screen; "what--? How--?"

Embarrassed, and confused, Galina didn't tell Clovis about her little secret--but she didn't ask him for sex much after that, either. With a hand-held medical scanner, she confirmed her condition--a fertilized egg had been implanted in her womb by their next fueling stop, 10 days later--and she finally decided she had to know if Clovis really could be the father. Trying to act nonchalant, she gave him a blow job, then--after he came--held some of the cum in her mouth until she could get to the sickbay and spit it into a petri dishUnder a microscope, she saw that it was human semen, chock full of highly-motile spermatozoa.
"Captain," Clovis said later, "what do you know about Beloeil?"
"Our next destination? Well, it's pretty lawless, once you get outside the starport. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know. It's just, I've heard about this place called 'Kitty's Den'--in the red light district--and I was thinking about stopping by there."
Galina looked at Clovis with concern.
"You never struck me as the brothel type; are you sure you're feeling all right?"
"I think so..."
"Well, it is peculiar. Is it because we haven't been fucking enough?"
"Oh, no, of course not. I know you're very busy."
Galina wasn't sure what to make of all that, but now the germ of an idea was starting to grow in her head. When the ship finally fell out of hyperspace at Beloeil--a week later--she secretly contacted the Galaxy Fleet Military Police, and arranged a little experiment...

Ostensibly, the "Gazelle" would only be on Beloeil for a couple of hours--offloading mail and parcels, and taking on cargo for the Galaxy Fleet forces at the front--but Galina was not surprised when Clovis made an excuse to get away and look at the sights. Unknown to him, two plain-clothes agents from Galaxy Fleet Security were on his tail, and planted a miniature microphone on his body during a brush-contact on the street. Following Clovisdiscreetly--they also monitored his speech as he entered Kitty's Den, a legal brothel. They listened as he asked for Aya Romanova--a class-I android prostitute-then startled both the robot, and her hapless john, when they moved in to arrest them.
It was not until four weeks later--during which time he was held in cryo-stasis--that Clovis finally saw Galina again. When he saw her being escorted into his cell by Admiral Hugo Dubrovsky--chief of Galaxy Fleet Security for the sector--he feared that she had been arrested too, presumably for conspiring to hide his identity as a robot. However, Karina was not under arrest, and it soon became clear to Clovis that Galina had been cooperating with the admiral.
"Galina," Clovis said, "what happened to me? Why am I being held here?"
"It's a little hard to explain," Galina said, deferring to the admiral. "Admiral Dubrovsky?"
"Well you see, android," Dubrovsky said, "it's like this; when you were on Morioka, you were implanted with subconscious instructions to search for a specific woman here on this planet. That woman was Aya Romanova--a spy working for the Outworld Coalition."
"What? How did that happen?"
"Probably," Dubrovsky said, "this Kye Irving--whom Galina says you met on Morioka--brainwashed you while you were alone in his workshop."
"I don't get it," Clovis said, glancing at Galina, "I don't know any state secrets to give any spy..."
"You didn't have to," the admiral continued. "The data you had was encoded in the DNA of the sperm you would've injected into the prostitute Romanova--if we hadn't caught you in the act."
"Wait a minute--I'm an android. I don't have any sperm!"
"Actually, you do. When we raided his workshop, we found Irving had a 100-liter drum of his own semen-which he must have grown by cloning--which he inserted into tanks in his androids. Those androids then made the trip to Beloeil and unloaded the sperm in the android Romanova, who then carried it by hypershuttle to her contacts in the Coalition.
"Apparently--since Irving knew you and Captain Barding were heading to Beloeil yourself--he figured he could save himself some work and just have you deliver the next load."
"Incredible!"
"Right," Galina said. "I always knew Kye was shifty, but I didn't realize he was shifty enough to be a spy for the enemy."
"His mistake," Dubrovsky said, "was that your mind is more complex than the minds of the robots he was used to working with. Luckily, you dropped a clue about your mission that Captain Barding picked up, and she contacted us."
"So," Clovis said to Galina, "I guess it's pretty obvious, they know I'm a robot now."
"Yes, they know you're an illegal robot."
"So I won't be able to serve in the Service after all."
"I don't know about that," Dubrovsky said. "Scout Command was very pleased about your part in breaking up the spy ring. Assuming you two can keep your noses clean, I understand the Service would be willing to let you stay on--under the supervision of Captain Barding."
"What about...what I did? Wouldn't I be untrustworthy?"
"Actually, our technicians already checked your brain out, and removed the brainwashing of Mr. Irving. As far as we can tell, you're just as sane as any other android, now."
"How wonderful for me," Clovis said. "I assume I'd have to wear the registry stamp on my temple."
"Yes," the admiral said; "technically, you'd be Captain Barding's property."
"But I was emancipated by my builder. I'm a free android."
"Not," the admiral replied, "if you want to serve in the fleet. If you survive, you can muster out as a free android when the war is over."
Sad--but seemingly resigned to his fate--Clovis looked at Galina.
"I did sign up for the duration," he said. "I guess I COULD be your property..."
"Oh, Clovis..." Galina said.
"Well, I'll leave you two to talk it over," the admiral said, turning to go. "Captain Barding said there was something she wanted to tell you in private."
"You've got ANOTHER secret?" Clovis asked her, once they were alone.
"Yes," Galina said. "I'm eight weeks pregnant."
Clovis was surprised, and confused.
"How?"
"The sperm you shot in me--Kye's sperm--made me pregnant."
"Oh my goodness," Clovis said. "Captain, I'm so sorry-I had no idea..."
"I know," Galina said. "I wanted you to know that I'm planning on donating the fetus to a gene vendor. That way, another woman might have it implanted in her womb...or doctors might use it for tissue research. At least it won't be destroyed completely, like an abortion."
"Why tell me?"
"Well, you are the dad."
Clovis lifted an eyebrow, and Galina put her hand on his.
"I know," she said, "that's impossible. It still feels that way, though." Clovis then noticed she was crying.
"Are you hurt?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. "I feel used, like an old dish rag. I have a baby in my stomach--an innocent life--that never should have been created."
"Kye must have known we'd make love."
"But he thought I had protection."
"It still sounds like kind of a stupid plan; wouldn't I end up squirting all my sperm in you, before we got to Beloeil?"
"Probably not. He put a 1-liter reservoir in your abdomen."
"Oh. So it's still in me?"
"Most of it, yeah. Eventually, the stuff you didn't use would be purged with your other waste products, but I understand the Fleet Security wants to remove the reservoir to study it."
"And I suppose, since I'm just property," Clovis said, "I don't get a say in that."
"Well, it is kind of important--Kye grafted all kinds of top-secret data into his sperm..."
Clovis sighed.
"Yes, I know," he said, "it's important. It's just...I'll never be treated like a person again, if I stay in the Service."
"No, that's not true. You're a person to me."
"I always thought I was a real human being," Clovis said, "who just happened to be artificial. Now I feel humble and stupid. I'm sorry that I hurt you." But Galina just smiled.
"Yeah, well, you know what they say; you can't make an omelette without cracking some eggs."
"I didn't want to crack your eggs..." Clovis offered.
"No, I'm sure you didn't."
Continued in part 3...