Oneshot: Worlds Apart
Title: Worlds Apart
Co-Author: masakis_blush
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Crack
Pairing: Ikuta Toma, Matsumoto Jun, Sakurai Sho
Beta: laurachan2
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics, tomarashi
Notes: I was bored a couple of nights ago and this is the result. Written with some help from ariange
Once upon a time there lived a man in a haystack. Although his name was Ikuta Toma, he had a virile reputation among the villagers and so was nicknamed screwdriver. Everyday he would wake up, fix himself an early morning cocktail and then he would wonk his partner thoroughly. He’d then brush the hay off his hair and saddle his horse. Every single day he’d ride his horse and pass through a field of pretty flowers. After a leisurely stroll through the meadow, he would pick a few dozen flowers, arrange them in a bouquet for convenience and take it into the village. And everyday, he would place a flower removed from the bouquet by each doorstep before moving onto the next house.
But this day was different. Toma knew he had picked the correct number of flowers to give to his adoring and satisfied admirers, but there was one house at the end that lacked a flower. Toma scratched his head wondering if he had miscalculated or if this house was new. He was unsure how a house could materialize out of thin air overnight. So out of curiosity, he knocked on the door.
A beautiful and fit man with flawless skin answered his knock. Toma was so mesmerized by the man that he looked like a deer caught in headlights. The stranger cornered him making Toma press himself against the wall. Toma finally came to his senses as the man advanced on him and he noticed that he didn’t completely look like all the other men and women. He was terrified when the house turned into a spaceship. The beautiful man was abducting him. He would have screamed for help, if his voice hadn’t been frozen due to his fright.
Once Toma regained his breath and control over his limbs, he ran to the far wall and asked softly, a tremor interrupting the smooth flow of words, “What’s happening here? Who are you? Why is the house flying?”
The man smiled at Toma and bowed, “Let me introduce myself. I am Sakur AI, an interactive mechanical man.”
“Mechanical man? What do you mean by mechanical man?” Toma demanded before tentatively touching the alien’s face. “You feel normal to me. And why don’t you turn around and let me get off before you go … wherever you’re going?”
“We can’t let you go at this time. You’ve been specifically selected for miscegenation due to your superb reputation as a good screwdriver in this village. This is for the greater good,” Sakur AI replied.
Toma looked a little worried at the concept, “Umm … this can’t be happening … think about this logically for a second …” When AI merely stared at him in silence, Toma continued, “You’re mechanical … I’m umm … organic … we’re both male … at least I think you’re considered technically male … and I’ve a gigolo waiting for me back at the haystack!”
“Your gigolo will get over you not being around once he finds someone else to pay him. Don’t worry about him. Now I shall show you to your quarters while we travel. You can relate any requests to your computerized butler in the room and the requests will be take care of. As for the miscegenation, do not worry, you are to be paired with another organic being,” Sakur AI replied walking out of the room, indicating that Toma should follow.
Feeling queasy at the thought, Toma followed the stranger, “Sakurai-san … er… I guess that’s Sakur AI-san … I paid good money to that gigolo! I have to GET OFF NOW.”
Opening the door to a room, AI guided Toma in, “I can help you with it if that is what screwdriver-san wants…”
When it looked like he would actually proceed with what he said, Toma shoved him out and closed the door on his face, “Go ice your batteries!” Toma looked around his surroundings and muttered to himself, “I have to do something. He can’t seriously be flying too far … right?” When he looked out the tiny window over the bed, he was shocked to see nothing but a blank void.
Toma promptly fainted and when he woke up again, he no longer felt the weird vibrations he had when they were flying. Groaning a little he sat up quickly and regretted the decision. He had pulled a neck muscle during his sleep. Sighing softly, he looked out the window again and there was bright light shining from it. He also noticed that they were no longer flying and were on a stretch of firm land. Thinking this was the time to escape, he quickly ran out of the spaceship, which had transformed into a house again and opened the door, only to discover purple grass and lollipop trees.
He found himself fainting a second time, not just because of the vibrant colored grass and delicious looking suckers, but because the air pressure here was much lighter here than he was used to back home. The last thought he had in mind as his head hit the ground was that he could do some serious licking on this planet.
Sakur AI guided two medical personnel to fainted Toma and they carried him to a chamber where the air pressure was adjusted to make Toma comfortable. The next time Toma woke, he was feeling much better, but he was still trying to get used to the strange colors on stranger things. When he heard a knock, Toma looked up to see AI walk in holding a picture frame. At Toma’s curious gaze Sakur AI explained, “This will be your miscegenation partner. Isn’t it cuddly?”
“IT? WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO PAIR ME WITH AN … IT?” Toma yelled and tried to run out of the room. Instead he bumped straight into a man, Toma couldn’t tell if he was organic or mechanical, with bushy eyebrows who yelled right back at him, “And what exactly do you find displeasing about my procreation stick?”
“Everything! It’s … curved! Why would it be curved?” Toma retaliated before the words sank in, “Y-yours? That is yours? So, that detached curvy-blade like thing is not a creature by itself but a … umm… part of your body”
When the person simply glared, Sakur AI came forward to do more introductions, “This is Mats Ujun. It is curved to take out the genetic material left behind by others and also acts as a convenient hook to hold the partner down while placing mine inside. It is also removable for cleaning and easy access.”
Toma looked flabbergasted. He had to repeat what was just said, “Matsujun … who has a removable … er … procreation stick for cleaning out the … genetic material left behind by others … and for easy access, that sounds positively disgusting! Let me go back home now. My gigolo might have been bought with money, but he was so not weird!”
Sakur AI shook his head, “I’m sorry screwdriver-san. But you’re now partly responsible for the future generation of our planet. We depend on your prowess now to bring in our next generation.”
“A whole WHAT now?” Toma hyperventilated, “That’s a lot of pressure to put on a person! Not to mention illegal.”
Mats ujun interrupted their conversation with a defiant, “That’s Mats UJUN, not Matsujun, you not-as-fun-as-mine dick!”
“I don’t care if it’s Mats UJUN or just plain jerk dick … it still is a lot of pressure. And in case your mechanical man didn’t understand, you’ve the wrong candidate,” Toma complained, but bushy eyebrows still dragged him back into the chamber telling Sakur AI to guard the door and to not let anyone in while he figured out the schematics and familiarize himself with the hardware of this new man.
Sakur AI shook his head at the closed door, “Screwdriver-san is a well known for being a good … er… screwdriver and Ujun is a good screw … how can that not be compatible? Besides, who cares about the good it will do our race, I’ll make millions off the sexy bastard.”
A loud scream interrupted Sakur AI’s musings and he burst into the chamber to find Toma cowering in a cornering holding a pillow to his front and rambling, “My … stick isn’t removable you jerk … and that hurts! I’m supposed to be the driver here, not the screw.”
Sakur AI could see the tempers rising and tried to intervene, “Ujun, you are not familiar with the earth processes … I was there for a good week, so I’m more familiar with them. Why don’t I tie him down and tattoo guideline markers on him for your convenience?”
“On second thought, tying him will help, but he seems to be screaming every time I try to see if his stick can be removed and the inside cleaned. So you demonstrate how they procreate on earth,” Ujun muttered, “I’ll go gather the privates. This will serve as a good class for them and they will learn on how to deal with the other earthlings.”
When Ujun left the room, Toma turned to Sakur AI furiously, “I don’t want to know what you learned in your one week of stay, but human males can’t have children.”
Sakur AI frowned, “Then … only human females can have children? With no help from the males? That sounds like males have no usefulness on your planet.”
“I slept in my bio class, but I’m pretty sure the males are needed to make babies. What I mean is … can’t you just push it in and take on the female role?” Toma pleaded.
Sakur AI looked around to make sure no one was listening and whispered softly, “Sure, but only an elite few can do that and they are treated almost like royalty here. Ujun has tried it, but even though he was born pure-blooded, he couldn’t succeed in inverting his organ. So, he ordered we go find suitable specimen for him to procreate.”
Toma raised an eyebrow, “Good luck since you got the wrong delicate bits from Earth.”
At Sakur AI’s confused expression, Toma sighed and tried to explain again, “Only females can carry children on our planet, as I’m sure is the case here as well since you have already explained it. Males of our species contribute the necessary genetic material but we are not designed to give birth. In case you still haven’t figured out, I’m a male of our species. I can’t carry a child.”
Sakur AI’s mechanical face went pale at the explanation, “I’ll be disconnected if they find out about my mistake. That can’t happen … you will not tell anyone anything and I’ll just demonstrate what I saw on videos,” he muttered popping a gag into Toma’s mouth and tying him up before licking ALL of Toma’s orifices, prepping Toma for the show.
Toma’s eyes bulged when he felt Sakur AI’s mechanical tongue in places a tongue should never visit. To his embarrassment, Ujun had gathered his privates and was watching with interest. When Sakur AI paused his licking at Toma’s nipple, one of the privates raised his hand and asked, “What does that button like structure do?”
“Let me show you,” Sakur AI replied and standing aside so that everyone can view, he tweaked Toma’s nipple, making Toma’s knee jerk up and smack AI in the stomach.”
While the privates noted down the reaction, another raised his hand, “More importantly, it looks like there is a procreation stick on the specimen’s body. How does it work?”
Sakur AI frowned and looked Toma intensely before jerking the so called procreation stick, “It works like this … you move it up and down, left and right, and then rip it off when done.”
Toma shook his head vigorously hearing the last part of the explanation, “ib bon bolk ike dat,” he tried to speak, but gagged he couldn’t get the words out properly.
“Looks like the specimen is trying to say something,” Ujun commented. Sakur AI licked his metal lips and found Toma looking at Ujun pleadingly. Sakur AI frowned and swatted Toma’s behind, “Don’t try to look pitiful, you’re here for a purpose and we cannot let you go until you’ve done your part.” Sakur AI did notice that the swatting of Toma’s behind had made Toma’s procreation stick jerk to a semi erect state. Everyone’s attention immediately shifted down to Toma’s nether regions. Seeing how interesting everyone was, Sakur AI flipped a switch. A camera zipped down from the rafters and projected Toma’s bobbing body part on every flat surface of the room.
Toma’s face turned red with embarrassment at seeing his privates displayed on every wall for the other privates in the room to see. Sakur AI was curious at Toma’s reaction to the projectors and he decided to try out what he saw in the videos back on earth. Sakur AI grabbed Toma by his legs and spread them apart before pulling them together again, imitating how the people in spandex outfits and headbands moved. The exercise motions made Toma’s semi erect organ bounce even faster. Ujun wondered how exactly this would help with procreation and asked the same. To which Sakur AI wracked his brain for an answer and replied, “It helped to draw the fluids to his procreation stick.”
Toma shook his head, clearly understanding what Sakur AI was trying to do, but had no way of informing him that he was doing it wrong. So he gave up for half a minute and let Sakur AI has his way with the demonstration. When his hands and legs could no longer take the strain anymore, Sakur AI laid Toma down on the expansive bed. He decided if he didn’t figure out how Toma’s procreation stick worked soon, he might have to say goodbye to his good life. So blocking the view to the privates and Ujun, Sakur AI cautiously poked and prodded Toma’s orbular buttons that hung just below his stick.
Toma’s procreation stick stood rigid in a few seconds due to the fondling by Sakur AI. Toma grabbed the headboard and bucked against Sakur AI’s wrist, trying to indicate that Sakur AI should stroke his stick instead of all the places around it. He wasn’t sure if Sakur AI understood or not, but his vision was suddenly filled with Ujun who was looming over them. Every eye that stared at him got him more excited against his own good judgement and he prayed to whatever they worshipped on this planet that Sakur AI would at least give him some relief soon.
With each bucking motion, Toma’s procreation stick rubbed against Sakur AI’s artificial skin. Sakur AI frowned at the stick that was growing harder and he finally traced a finger along the length to test. Toma let out a muffled obscenity staring up at himself projected on the ceiling. Even though Sakur AI was not really stroking him completely, seeing how erotic he looked nearly made Toma come. He tried really hard to let himself go, but without even a good squeeze, he found it almost impossible. To his relief, curious Ujun was impatient and gave the procreation stick a good hard squeeze and a jerk, making Toma have his release.
Sakur AI retracted his fingers in surprise since he had never observed this reaction in any of the spandex videos he saw on earth. Ujun looked slightly miffed that his fingers were now coated in preciously valuable, and now wasted, genetic material.
Ujun turned to Sakur AI, while Toma closed his eyes and tried to shut out his embarrassment, and growled, “You could have at least collected the material properly if you knew he was going to release it!”
Ujun then turned to the privates and commanded in an authoritative voice, “Class dismissed. I hope you got all the notes you need because it’ll be inconvenient for another demonstration.”
When everyone emptied the room Ujun turned to Sakur AI, “Prep him again and this time make sure the genetic material is collected properly.” Ujun left the two and went to report to his ruler that they had found a promising specimen to further their race.”
Sakur AI untied Toma and removed the gag. Toma dressed himself while Sakur AI spoke, “I’ve seen you people consume plants and animals for sustenance. We’ll go to the kitchen and see which ones are safe for you when you’re dressed, screwdriver-san.”
“My name is Ikuta Toma, not screwdriver-san,” Toma muttered as they walked to the kitchen. It was to Toma’s dismay that he discovered later there was no way out of this planet without a ticket on the spaceship and he would only get that ticket if he procreated. Unfortunately for him, the entire population of the planet was either made up of mechanical beings incompatible for procreation or the equivalent of men on earth.
[The End]
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Co-Author: masakis_blush
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, Crack
Pairing: Ikuta Toma, Matsumoto Jun, Sakurai Sho
Beta: laurachan2
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics, tomarashi
Notes: I was bored a couple of nights ago and this is the result. Written with some help from ariange
Once upon a time there lived a man in a haystack. Although his name was Ikuta Toma, he had a virile reputation among the villagers and so was nicknamed screwdriver. Everyday he would wake up, fix himself an early morning cocktail and then he would wonk his partner thoroughly. He’d then brush the hay off his hair and saddle his horse. Every single day he’d ride his horse and pass through a field of pretty flowers. After a leisurely stroll through the meadow, he would pick a few dozen flowers, arrange them in a bouquet for convenience and take it into the village. And everyday, he would place a flower removed from the bouquet by each doorstep before moving onto the next house.
But this day was different. Toma knew he had picked the correct number of flowers to give to his adoring and satisfied admirers, but there was one house at the end that lacked a flower. Toma scratched his head wondering if he had miscalculated or if this house was new. He was unsure how a house could materialize out of thin air overnight. So out of curiosity, he knocked on the door.
A beautiful and fit man with flawless skin answered his knock. Toma was so mesmerized by the man that he looked like a deer caught in headlights. The stranger cornered him making Toma press himself against the wall. Toma finally came to his senses as the man advanced on him and he noticed that he didn’t completely look like all the other men and women. He was terrified when the house turned into a spaceship. The beautiful man was abducting him. He would have screamed for help, if his voice hadn’t been frozen due to his fright.
Once Toma regained his breath and control over his limbs, he ran to the far wall and asked softly, a tremor interrupting the smooth flow of words, “What’s happening here? Who are you? Why is the house flying?”
The man smiled at Toma and bowed, “Let me introduce myself. I am Sakur AI, an interactive mechanical man.”
“Mechanical man? What do you mean by mechanical man?” Toma demanded before tentatively touching the alien’s face. “You feel normal to me. And why don’t you turn around and let me get off before you go … wherever you’re going?”
“We can’t let you go at this time. You’ve been specifically selected for miscegenation due to your superb reputation as a good screwdriver in this village. This is for the greater good,” Sakur AI replied.
Toma looked a little worried at the concept, “Umm … this can’t be happening … think about this logically for a second …” When AI merely stared at him in silence, Toma continued, “You’re mechanical … I’m umm … organic … we’re both male … at least I think you’re considered technically male … and I’ve a gigolo waiting for me back at the haystack!”
“Your gigolo will get over you not being around once he finds someone else to pay him. Don’t worry about him. Now I shall show you to your quarters while we travel. You can relate any requests to your computerized butler in the room and the requests will be take care of. As for the miscegenation, do not worry, you are to be paired with another organic being,” Sakur AI replied walking out of the room, indicating that Toma should follow.
Feeling queasy at the thought, Toma followed the stranger, “Sakurai-san … er… I guess that’s Sakur AI-san … I paid good money to that gigolo! I have to GET OFF NOW.”
Opening the door to a room, AI guided Toma in, “I can help you with it if that is what screwdriver-san wants…”
When it looked like he would actually proceed with what he said, Toma shoved him out and closed the door on his face, “Go ice your batteries!” Toma looked around his surroundings and muttered to himself, “I have to do something. He can’t seriously be flying too far … right?” When he looked out the tiny window over the bed, he was shocked to see nothing but a blank void.
Toma promptly fainted and when he woke up again, he no longer felt the weird vibrations he had when they were flying. Groaning a little he sat up quickly and regretted the decision. He had pulled a neck muscle during his sleep. Sighing softly, he looked out the window again and there was bright light shining from it. He also noticed that they were no longer flying and were on a stretch of firm land. Thinking this was the time to escape, he quickly ran out of the spaceship, which had transformed into a house again and opened the door, only to discover purple grass and lollipop trees.
He found himself fainting a second time, not just because of the vibrant colored grass and delicious looking suckers, but because the air pressure here was much lighter here than he was used to back home. The last thought he had in mind as his head hit the ground was that he could do some serious licking on this planet.
Sakur AI guided two medical personnel to fainted Toma and they carried him to a chamber where the air pressure was adjusted to make Toma comfortable. The next time Toma woke, he was feeling much better, but he was still trying to get used to the strange colors on stranger things. When he heard a knock, Toma looked up to see AI walk in holding a picture frame. At Toma’s curious gaze Sakur AI explained, “This will be your miscegenation partner. Isn’t it cuddly?”
“IT? WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO PAIR ME WITH AN … IT?” Toma yelled and tried to run out of the room. Instead he bumped straight into a man, Toma couldn’t tell if he was organic or mechanical, with bushy eyebrows who yelled right back at him, “And what exactly do you find displeasing about my procreation stick?”
“Everything! It’s … curved! Why would it be curved?” Toma retaliated before the words sank in, “Y-yours? That is yours? So, that detached curvy-blade like thing is not a creature by itself but a … umm… part of your body”
When the person simply glared, Sakur AI came forward to do more introductions, “This is Mats Ujun. It is curved to take out the genetic material left behind by others and also acts as a convenient hook to hold the partner down while placing mine inside. It is also removable for cleaning and easy access.”
Toma looked flabbergasted. He had to repeat what was just said, “Matsujun … who has a removable … er … procreation stick for cleaning out the … genetic material left behind by others … and for easy access, that sounds positively disgusting! Let me go back home now. My gigolo might have been bought with money, but he was so not weird!”
Sakur AI shook his head, “I’m sorry screwdriver-san. But you’re now partly responsible for the future generation of our planet. We depend on your prowess now to bring in our next generation.”
“A whole WHAT now?” Toma hyperventilated, “That’s a lot of pressure to put on a person! Not to mention illegal.”
Mats ujun interrupted their conversation with a defiant, “That’s Mats UJUN, not Matsujun, you not-as-fun-as-mine dick!”
“I don’t care if it’s Mats UJUN or just plain jerk dick … it still is a lot of pressure. And in case your mechanical man didn’t understand, you’ve the wrong candidate,” Toma complained, but bushy eyebrows still dragged him back into the chamber telling Sakur AI to guard the door and to not let anyone in while he figured out the schematics and familiarize himself with the hardware of this new man.
Sakur AI shook his head at the closed door, “Screwdriver-san is a well known for being a good … er… screwdriver and Ujun is a good screw … how can that not be compatible? Besides, who cares about the good it will do our race, I’ll make millions off the sexy bastard.”
A loud scream interrupted Sakur AI’s musings and he burst into the chamber to find Toma cowering in a cornering holding a pillow to his front and rambling, “My … stick isn’t removable you jerk … and that hurts! I’m supposed to be the driver here, not the screw.”
Sakur AI could see the tempers rising and tried to intervene, “Ujun, you are not familiar with the earth processes … I was there for a good week, so I’m more familiar with them. Why don’t I tie him down and tattoo guideline markers on him for your convenience?”
“On second thought, tying him will help, but he seems to be screaming every time I try to see if his stick can be removed and the inside cleaned. So you demonstrate how they procreate on earth,” Ujun muttered, “I’ll go gather the privates. This will serve as a good class for them and they will learn on how to deal with the other earthlings.”
When Ujun left the room, Toma turned to Sakur AI furiously, “I don’t want to know what you learned in your one week of stay, but human males can’t have children.”
Sakur AI frowned, “Then … only human females can have children? With no help from the males? That sounds like males have no usefulness on your planet.”
“I slept in my bio class, but I’m pretty sure the males are needed to make babies. What I mean is … can’t you just push it in and take on the female role?” Toma pleaded.
Sakur AI looked around to make sure no one was listening and whispered softly, “Sure, but only an elite few can do that and they are treated almost like royalty here. Ujun has tried it, but even though he was born pure-blooded, he couldn’t succeed in inverting his organ. So, he ordered we go find suitable specimen for him to procreate.”
Toma raised an eyebrow, “Good luck since you got the wrong delicate bits from Earth.”
At Sakur AI’s confused expression, Toma sighed and tried to explain again, “Only females can carry children on our planet, as I’m sure is the case here as well since you have already explained it. Males of our species contribute the necessary genetic material but we are not designed to give birth. In case you still haven’t figured out, I’m a male of our species. I can’t carry a child.”
Sakur AI’s mechanical face went pale at the explanation, “I’ll be disconnected if they find out about my mistake. That can’t happen … you will not tell anyone anything and I’ll just demonstrate what I saw on videos,” he muttered popping a gag into Toma’s mouth and tying him up before licking ALL of Toma’s orifices, prepping Toma for the show.
Toma’s eyes bulged when he felt Sakur AI’s mechanical tongue in places a tongue should never visit. To his embarrassment, Ujun had gathered his privates and was watching with interest. When Sakur AI paused his licking at Toma’s nipple, one of the privates raised his hand and asked, “What does that button like structure do?”
“Let me show you,” Sakur AI replied and standing aside so that everyone can view, he tweaked Toma’s nipple, making Toma’s knee jerk up and smack AI in the stomach.”
While the privates noted down the reaction, another raised his hand, “More importantly, it looks like there is a procreation stick on the specimen’s body. How does it work?”
Sakur AI frowned and looked Toma intensely before jerking the so called procreation stick, “It works like this … you move it up and down, left and right, and then rip it off when done.”
Toma shook his head vigorously hearing the last part of the explanation, “ib bon bolk ike dat,” he tried to speak, but gagged he couldn’t get the words out properly.
“Looks like the specimen is trying to say something,” Ujun commented. Sakur AI licked his metal lips and found Toma looking at Ujun pleadingly. Sakur AI frowned and swatted Toma’s behind, “Don’t try to look pitiful, you’re here for a purpose and we cannot let you go until you’ve done your part.” Sakur AI did notice that the swatting of Toma’s behind had made Toma’s procreation stick jerk to a semi erect state. Everyone’s attention immediately shifted down to Toma’s nether regions. Seeing how interesting everyone was, Sakur AI flipped a switch. A camera zipped down from the rafters and projected Toma’s bobbing body part on every flat surface of the room.
Toma’s face turned red with embarrassment at seeing his privates displayed on every wall for the other privates in the room to see. Sakur AI was curious at Toma’s reaction to the projectors and he decided to try out what he saw in the videos back on earth. Sakur AI grabbed Toma by his legs and spread them apart before pulling them together again, imitating how the people in spandex outfits and headbands moved. The exercise motions made Toma’s semi erect organ bounce even faster. Ujun wondered how exactly this would help with procreation and asked the same. To which Sakur AI wracked his brain for an answer and replied, “It helped to draw the fluids to his procreation stick.”
Toma shook his head, clearly understanding what Sakur AI was trying to do, but had no way of informing him that he was doing it wrong. So he gave up for half a minute and let Sakur AI has his way with the demonstration. When his hands and legs could no longer take the strain anymore, Sakur AI laid Toma down on the expansive bed. He decided if he didn’t figure out how Toma’s procreation stick worked soon, he might have to say goodbye to his good life. So blocking the view to the privates and Ujun, Sakur AI cautiously poked and prodded Toma’s orbular buttons that hung just below his stick.
Toma’s procreation stick stood rigid in a few seconds due to the fondling by Sakur AI. Toma grabbed the headboard and bucked against Sakur AI’s wrist, trying to indicate that Sakur AI should stroke his stick instead of all the places around it. He wasn’t sure if Sakur AI understood or not, but his vision was suddenly filled with Ujun who was looming over them. Every eye that stared at him got him more excited against his own good judgement and he prayed to whatever they worshipped on this planet that Sakur AI would at least give him some relief soon.
With each bucking motion, Toma’s procreation stick rubbed against Sakur AI’s artificial skin. Sakur AI frowned at the stick that was growing harder and he finally traced a finger along the length to test. Toma let out a muffled obscenity staring up at himself projected on the ceiling. Even though Sakur AI was not really stroking him completely, seeing how erotic he looked nearly made Toma come. He tried really hard to let himself go, but without even a good squeeze, he found it almost impossible. To his relief, curious Ujun was impatient and gave the procreation stick a good hard squeeze and a jerk, making Toma have his release.
Sakur AI retracted his fingers in surprise since he had never observed this reaction in any of the spandex videos he saw on earth. Ujun looked slightly miffed that his fingers were now coated in preciously valuable, and now wasted, genetic material.
Ujun turned to Sakur AI, while Toma closed his eyes and tried to shut out his embarrassment, and growled, “You could have at least collected the material properly if you knew he was going to release it!”
Ujun then turned to the privates and commanded in an authoritative voice, “Class dismissed. I hope you got all the notes you need because it’ll be inconvenient for another demonstration.”
When everyone emptied the room Ujun turned to Sakur AI, “Prep him again and this time make sure the genetic material is collected properly.” Ujun left the two and went to report to his ruler that they had found a promising specimen to further their race.”
Sakur AI untied Toma and removed the gag. Toma dressed himself while Sakur AI spoke, “I’ve seen you people consume plants and animals for sustenance. We’ll go to the kitchen and see which ones are safe for you when you’re dressed, screwdriver-san.”
“My name is Ikuta Toma, not screwdriver-san,” Toma muttered as they walked to the kitchen. It was to Toma’s dismay that he discovered later there was no way out of this planet without a ticket on the spaceship and he would only get that ticket if he procreated. Unfortunately for him, the entire population of the planet was either made up of mechanical beings incompatible for procreation or the equivalent of men on earth.
[The End]
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