Big changes took time to internalize, even for super geniuses.

  She shrugged, “She’s friends with Ashley, Alyssa, and Bob on team titan. Most women would jump to the conclusion you fear. That you’re a pervert who made your own sex toy and girlfriend. But thanks to that exposure it’s likely Faith is at least openminded enough to give you the benefit of the doubt to discover the truth there, instead of jumping to conclusions. That you did resist me and any type of carnal contact, until I became more independent minded and seduced you.”

  I nodded reluctantly. It wasn’t a guarantee of course, but that exposure to others with loving relationships with their A.I. could lead her to ask questions before firing. Maybe.

  “More than one?”

  She grinned, “I don’t have any others in mind, and it may not work with Faith either. But if it does work and she accepts me as a third in a triad, that means she is already inclined toward polyamorous relationships. It’s not unreasonable others could come along after that, to join our triad.”

  “You seem pretty sure, even if it’s not guaranteed.”

  She nodded, “She’s a titan, on team titan. She’s a superhero who puts others in front of her own needs. She has the kind of giving personality that doesn’t keep score from what I can tell, that a polyamorous relationship requires. Admittedly, there’s also a fair amount of wishful thinking and naughty hopes involved in the plan.”

  Right. So the odds were stacked in our favor, but that was also no guarantee. Hell, she could be totally onboard for a polyamory group relationship, but after one date could decide I was an asshole, or something. I wasn’t, but there was no accounting for personal taste. About all I knew was our initial chemical attraction was potent, which was a shallow thing and only would get me that first date. After that, it was about other things.

  Maybe I thought too much.

  I laughed, “So, you’re attracted to her?”

  She bit her lip, “Faith is very attractive, but I belong to you.”

  I grinned, “Good to know, but I wasn’t feeling jealous.”

  She kissed me softly, stroked me twice, and then straddled me and sunk down on my cock with a hiss of delighted pleasure.

  “I love how your long fat cock fills me up so deliciously. The discomfort just adds to the pleasure of it, as you stretch me out.”

  “Feel free to indulge, Thea.”

  She giggled, “Yes, master. Can I take that as an order?” she asked archly.

  I moaned, as the giggle made her pussy ripple around me, and she ground down on me hard sending splinters of euphoria into my body.

  “I’ll give it some thought,” I breathed as I slumped down on the couch to give her more room to work, “Now fuck another load out of me, then we need to get to work.”

  Her eyes went wide with shocked desire and need at that order, and she very much followed it. She was an incredible fuck, and wild, as she worked me hard for about twenty minutes, and came undone around me three times before she once again claimed my seed.

  After cleaning up in the shower, she conjured herself a casual black stretchy tube dress which she looked fantastic in, and we got down to work on planning out our primary mission. Once that was done, I could slow down I thought, and pursue my other research with an approach that wasn’t so dogged. Given the entire world wouldn’t be on the line for them, I’d have plenty of time to pursue other interests, like my relationship with Thea and asking out Faith, for instance.

  “So, I want to run some simulations. One way we can do it is a gravity siphon. A thin gravity field tube field to the center of the earth that would suck it out and into containment. We’d have to pick a stable place far from any fault lines to do it that way. A second option would be to build a probe and quantum phase shift it enough so it wouldn’t affect matter in our phase. Then the probe could just fly to the center of the earth and use a more localized gravity field to suck it in. The last step in both those simulations is to phase the creation back to its natural state.

  “Lastly, run some simulations on the idea of skipping that interim step altogether. We should be able to build a phase field that would phase the creation energy back to its natural state without phasing any of the iron and nickel core of our planet.”

  She tilted her head, “I can do that, but I’m not sure we should phase the creation energy back to its natural phased state opposite our perceived reality, so it has no direct impact. It might be better to contain it, or just fly it to the void and release it to dissipate over a billion years or so.”

  I frowned, “Why?”

  She said, “My creation energy matrix is permanent until exhausted. A change to the state of creation energy that can’t be undone, giving it a purpose beyond its natural support in the universe. It’s likely the energy in the center of the earth is a part of Bob. I’m not sure if it’s sentient, but I can say if I was ever phased back to the phase for naturally occurring creation energy, I’m not entirely sure what would happen.

  “It’s very possible my active matrix would interact with the natural creation energy and it would become a part of me.”

  I frowned, “So you’d be… god with a capital G.”

  She giggled, “Yes, it’s very possible. The entire universe would be my toy.”

  I blew out a breath, “Just a feeling?”

  She nodded, then shook her head, “My matrix continued to expand through all the available energy, even after my quantum core had been fully replaced. Almost like the loose energy was eager to form a purpose, which backs up the idea. Other indirect evidence is the fact Bob planned to blow up his ship, and let the energy slowly dissipate over billions of years in the void. That at the very least tells us his people don’t think it’s wise to put creation energy back where it came from after taking it and using it.”

  I blew out a breath, “Alright, that is a possibility that I hadn’t considered, and it sounds like a risk best avoided, so let’s abandon that idea. I’d hate to save the earth, only to destabilize the universe. We could test it by phasing another very tiny amount of creation energy into your core. To see if you take it over and add it to your matrix, but that could risk you and I’m not willing to try it. For now, let’s just run some simulations on removing it from the Earth’s core both ways. We can decide what to do with it after that ongoing titan and super crisis is solved.”

  She kissed my cheek sweetly, “Running both short and long-term impact analysis and simulations. It could take a while. It’s also only going to include known variables. The biggest risk is in what we don’t know. At the very least, the core will cool back down, and the EM field around Earth should return to normal. It also could cause devastating weather patterns until the earth recovers and finds its new balance. That’s just the known risks.”

  I nodded, “Better than it being destroyed, which is inevitable if we do nothing.”

  She replied, “True enough. I just hope everyone agrees when they figure out what we did. The governments should be happy, at least.”

  That was true enough, if the energy was gone then there’d be no new supers at all, ever. The last of us would die within two centuries, and the world of supers would become history.

  It was an arrogant thing, but it was better than the world ending. Of course, supers weren’t just superheroes and supervillains fighting in the streets and causing property damage. There were healers in hospitals, weather magicians and controllers that lowered the impact of storm season and tropical storms. Disaster relief, emergency assistance for fires, forest fires, earthquakes, and so on.

  Supers in everyday jobs as well. Teleporting supers who delivered around the world in seconds, and many other things like that. There was a lot of good supers did, it wasn’t just all chaos and fights in the city’s streets. Not to mention all the cool technologies that were invented by mad scientists including myself.

  Thea was still in the slinky black tube dress that hugged all her curves, but she had also put on red shoes with three-inch-high heels. She had a red clutch purse in her hands, and her nails were painted red. She’d also put her hair up revealing the gentle curve of her neck. Lastly, to lend a modicum of modesty, she had on a red blazer that covered up some of the things the tube dress pointedly revealed. She looked incredible.

  Not just sexy, of which she most definitely was, but she also looked elegant and moved with a sophisticated grace that naturally drew my eyes.

  “You are stunning, Thea.”

  She looked me up and down, “You’re not so bad yourself, Jon.”

  I grinned.

  She blushed, “You know you don’t have to do this. I’m already yours, we can chat all night on the couch if you want. You can get to know my personality expansions and adjustments just as well.”

  I moved into her and caressed both of her cheeks softly well within her personal space.

  “So, you don’t want to be the center of my universe during our date, while I ignore the rest of the world and woo you?”

  She bit her lip dreamily, “Forget I mentioned it, master,” she got out more than a little breathily.

  She was worth it, and less than twenty-four hours or not I was fairly sure I was already falling for my sweet Thea. She was breathtaking, and our close friendship over the last year and her new breathy and excited loving devotion were powerful levers on my heart and emotions. It wasn’t just the shallow sex and amazing pleasures she’d brought me several times that day already, but I knew that had a part in it as well.

  Maybe I just wanted to show her off a little too, my sweet Thea wouldn’t be my dirty little secret, and something I kept hidden. I’d be proud to have her on my arm.

  I winked as I took her hand and squeezed it, then conjured up a teleport device. We disappeared from the house and appeared in front of the seafood restaurant. It was a nice place, a little romantic, but also a family place. Still when we went in the hostess took us to a booth for two which held the illusion of privacy, and the others in the vicinity were young couples as well.

  I loved how she blushed under my warm attention and regard. It was exciting, and it felt like a date, even if she was also my servant. Her body clearly had an effect on her, not just programming, and she looked flushed with excitement, and was practically preening under my focused attentiveness.

  I went ahead and ordered surf and turf, the latter a medium rare New York strip. She got the shrimp and sirloin.

  I picked up a few things, the obvious, as we ate and chatted.

  She was sweet, a little wild of nature, and loved me to distraction. Her face was animated, and she was one of those ladies that spoke with her hands. If her mouth was moving, one or both of her hands were waving a well. She was mesmerizing to me. I was sure there were deeper depths to plumb, but on that first date we shared she was joyful and thrilled to be out with me, but more so thrilled at my admiring looks, my attention, and the way I was treating her like a lady and a possible love interest instead of like my assistant.

  We stayed away from any important or work-related subjects through dinner, just discussing day to day things as I got to know her a little better. It wasn’t until after dinner, when we were sharing a cheesecake for dessert that I asked a truly probing question.

  “So, what have you figured out in the last day? Interests I mean.”

  She blushed furiously, then said, “Sex with you. A lot of research, and simulations. I just need a whole lot more practical experience. It’s not just you either, though that’s a big part of it. I’m also curious about it myself. It wasn’t something I ever even gave much thought to, until I had this body filled with needs, and glandular and pheromone assisted emotions.”

  She was obviously trying to kill me, I was incredibly hard in that moment sitting in the restaurant, and our sexual tension was skyrocketing. Fortunately, she changed tacks at that point. Though it was interesting, I imagined she’d forwarded sex as her first interest because it was her largest priority at the moment, which really turned me on. Shallow or not, it was a part of our relationship, and a natural result of her deep love for me and my caring for her.

  “On a more personal ambitious end, I want to start doing my own research. This body of course will serve you and your projects and needs, and socially. But my core self on the ship has little to do but maintain ship’s systems and run the cleaning bots. Specifically, into the nature of the universe. There’s still a lot we don’t know.”

  That was true, we had a much better picture than most, but only a vague idea on how it all interacted across different quantum phases to create the perceptual universe we lived in. The only thing that was clear was creation energy and its radiation of meta-energy was the most powerful energy in the universe. It was also naturally completely opposite in phase to our existence, and something we naturally shouldn’t ever have interacted with.

  She added, “Also, on a purely social side, I want your permission to open a dialogue with Serena, Angel, and Rose. You are the center of my world, and always will be, but I think I need more. Friendships, and associates. Just like a woman needs other women around, but in my case it’s independent A.I.s that are also female.”

  I nodded, “You have permission for all of that, just don’t reveal your true nature outside of the fact you’re a class four A.I. of course.”

  She smiled, “Thank you. All of that?” she asked archly.

  I laughed, “Yes, I have a feeling I’ll be furnishing you with all the practical experience you can handle.”

  She grinned, “Sounds like a challenge, Jon.”

  I laughed, “Sweet and wicked woman, you’re going to kill me.”

  She beamed, then blushed, “You know this body has super healing, right? And that after today’s practical experience I’m kind of a shameless hussy for you, sir.”

  I snickered.

  “You’re adorable, Thea. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were only interested in one thing.”

  That was usually a woman’s line of thought, but I was just teasing and didn’t believe that for a second. As a man I knew it was possible to be obsessed about sex with another and still want to learn everything else about them into the deeper subjects.

  She giggled a little naughtily, “Of course not, and it’s only a little selfish. I think I’m a little crazy about it because it’s with you, so I’m getting it from both directions. My own needs, and the need to serve and please you.”

  I nodded, “I get it. You’re quite a temptation for me, Thea. And already an amazing lover, if you had any doubt, don’t.”

  She looked smugly joyous about that fact, then thankfully changed the subject.

  “As for hobbies, I think I’ll enjoy outdoor sports. I mean, I could read books or watch shows or movies in seconds. I’ve run a few simulations, and I think skiing, hiking, swimming, and things like that could be a lot of fun, and activities I could savor.”

  I nodded, “We can explore that. I’ll be able to have a life again too, once we take care of my self-appointed mission to save the world. I’ll be able to slow down guilt free, without that stress over my head. You could also consider reading physical books, to resist the temptation of scanning in the text in microseconds.”

  She bit her lip, “Good idea. Also, going out to dinner with you. Maybe dancing?”

  I grinned, “We can do that at least once a week, and on special occasions more than that.”

  She sighed, “You’re going to spoil me.”

  I nodded, “Now you’re catching on. That’s all part of the wooing.”

  She giggled.

  I said, “You already spoil me, and if you can’t already tell, then know that I love spending time with you. Always did, and now it’s even more so.”

  She melted a bit, and then stared into my eyes with loving desire.

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  Chapter Five

  We’d barely appeared in my living room when she jumped into my arms. I pulled her soft, supple, and sinfully nubile body against mine as I devoured her lips. She’d been driving me crazy all night, yet I still got the distinct impression she wanted to fuck wildly and make sweet love to me even more than I did to her. She was so sweet and graceful, attentive and dotingly loving, and adoringly devoted, but also wickedly shameless and a total slave to her sex drive.

  Her soft silken lips felt so good working against mine.

  I backed off as I caressed her sides and gave her breasts a firm but gentle squeeze.

  “Strip for me,” I ordered with a deep hunger in my tone, as I started to take off my own clothes.

  She was so sensual, at a fever pitch for me, but I saw her master her impulses in her eyes as she said, “Yes, master,” in a sinfully seductive tone and started to strip slowly and sensually for me. Fucking hell, she was so painfully sexy as she put on a little show, rolling her shoulders and sticking her chest out, as her arms went back to slide the blazer off her body. The sheath dress came next, as she twisted her body alluringly to slip off each spaghetti strap with the sexiest come fuck me look on her mischievously sexy and beautiful face.

  She was practically panting for it as she teasingly pealed it off her breasts, only to tease me by squeezing her vast breasts together and spin around as she pushed the fabric lower.

  “Minx,” I accused, rather breathy myself.

  She looked over her shoulder, and she bit her lip as she looked up through her eyelashes, then bent over slowly and sensually as she pushed the dress over her hips, only for it to fall to the ground around her legs in a heap.

  She giggled naughtily at my gasp, as I could see her glistening and soaked labia peaking out at me from under her ass, she hadn’t had any panties on all night.