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RECYCLEDCRAFT: Space Sex Mystery?

PREMISE (example)

You awaken on a train - or a sleek-feeling spacecraft, or a boat, or even a submarine.
The shape of the craft isn't important, or even immediately apparent - but you are here, a sealed, surprisingly comfortable room with a soft bed, whereas before you were home. If home was even where you wanted to be.

"Good morning, passenger," a voice purrs; you can feel a presence with it, but there's no indication anyone is in the room with you.

There is, however, a comfortable weight along your legs, your arms, your spine... something appears ready to keep you here for a while.

What will you do?

CONTEXT

What is this, exactly? This premise is a smut spinoff of a wider continuity - the 'space'craft your character is on has taken your character from their home. It - any and all pronouns are fine, and if you OOCly have a preference just give a heads-up in your starter comment and we'll go from there - has been through quite a time recently, having lost its crew and the programming that initially determined its purpose. (Some data/facts still remain for basic navigation and specialization - see the next entry!) Nor does it remember exactly how it happened, just that something terrible happened and it has to do things more on-its-own now.

But what it can still do is (A) interpret characters' emotions and respond accordingly, (B) provide safe and sturdy transport plus life support and (C) bond intensely with those now tied to it!

This can be for a one-on-one scenario, a group account, or even joint threading if everyone would like to put in the time to sort things out! Can start with the premise above, or can be time-skipped along to where both parties are familiar with one another.

OPTIONS

What kind of 'craft are you on, anyway?
The Ace - originally a sleek fighter craft, this one was made to take to space and the skies with impunity! Very flexible, good at interpreting orders, and still carries echoes of 'tude from its former crew. And now it's focusing all that energy on you. Think you can take it?

Star-Gazer - originally a solo-craft meant for exploration, this 'craft was built to take someone far, and to provide companionship to anchor someone to reality on the way. It's designed to be cozy, and is not meant to be shared. Maybe it remembers another name alongside yours, but it no longer recalls those memories consistently. But perhaps that isn't a bad thing...

Like the Lightning - this was a mercenary's craft, passed along from generation to generation. With acute knowledge of trade routes and meticulously-crafted stealth routines to take shelter on even the most unexpected worlds, its job is to do the job - but it can't do so alone, and that's where you come in. Such a partnership does come with benefits, as a matter of course.

The Lost One* - a missioncraft, badly damaged, better suited for a group than an individual... but it has found someone, and will desperately work to make sure they are safe. Believes very strongly in doing the Just thing, but now it doubts it knows how to determine that anymore. Appears to have lost everything twice over, and has just enough memory to make it very hard to accept things at face value. Befriending this one is the most difficult possibility, but it is doable - if you wish to sincerely try.

*This IS meant to poke fun at myself, to be clear.

GENERAL SCENARIOS

Introductions - Exactly what it says on the tin.
Visiting a World - Can be just shopping, can be a 'risk of getting caught' sort of deal, or you've caught whiff of Adventure. Each 'craft will have different reactions, of course, but fun CAN be had by all!
Voidstorm* - Traveling through one of these tends to have... unique effects. Usually ones that are temporarily bad for one's sanity, but not having to be alone during them is supposed to help. Or it can just make things weirder; you never know! Don't try to break the windows and go outside, though; that's never a good idea.

*I'm not changing what it's called, because I can't think of anything better to call it. To explain 'from the outside': imagine if sex pollen were a space phenomenon you could fly through, and be directly effected mentally/emotionally. Hallucinations, particularly shared hallucinations, are common. Seeing people you love outside and feeling compelled to go out there is also possible. Other possibilities include seeing emotions as aura colors, feeling compelled to speak and act on one's deepest feelings, and not being able to understand other languages.
You can see why sex pollen wouldn't be out of place here, right?

KINKS

Anticipated Content: Mindsharing, Voyeurism and/or Exhibitionism, Sense Play, Cuddling (through atypical means), Xenophilia, Mechanophilia, Vulnerability (Emotional, Physical), Light Bondage, Body Worship.
Personal Favorites (Not required for the premise, just ones I like): Biting, Sense-sharing, Orgasm Control, Sensory Overload, Slow-to-Warm-Up, Breastplay, Lactation.
Nos: Watersports/Scat, Bloodplay, Necrophilia.

Any kinks not listed under any of these are open to discussion, as well.

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Konoka herself wasn't in much of a thinking mood, but the novelty of observing her own body, watching it rock against some part inside her was not lost on her. Indeed, she was casually observing her own body in pleasure, watching it writhe, hearing Star Gazer's moans coming out of her own body, her binding tethers allowing her to sense her body's pleasure and her own pleasure as two separate things.

And yet, connected.

With no conscious thought holding her back, Konoka herself moans wantonly. She doesn't need to think, only embrace the pleasure, the link between herself and Star Gazer, the sight of her own body feeling pleasure.

The pleasure washed back and forth, between dream!Star Gazer and Konoka in her new form.

With all of it echoing, it intensified - and then Star Gazer reached out, finger latching on to a joystick, and she pushed.

'-Konoka? Konoka, can you hear me?'

Wakefulness slid back in, even as the pleasure impossibly peaked.

Konoka felt like her doppelganger was pushing against her clit (did her new body even have one?). Pleasure drowned her entire system with just that push.

The orgasm struck like a tidal wave, washing over her body and overwhelming her sensors--

...senses.

'-Konoka? Konoka, can you hear me?'

Konoka's eyes snapped open.

In a moment of confusion, Konoka jerked her body. Oh, she was back in her body! Oh, she just woke up! Was that odd experience she had just a dream?

"Star Gazer?!" Konoka asked, still sounding groggy but rapidly trying to wake up.

"Konoka!"

Her ship was quite happy to see her awake - while the shape of her dreams had looked interesting, the Star Gazer could not actually see into them.

"Good morning, my captain. You appear to have slept well, but how are you feeling?"

The rush of what she saw, and how she managed to see it, was fast slipping from Konoka's mind. As such, she rushed to tell it while she still remembered it.

"Um okay? But listen, I had a dream that you were in my body, and I was in yours! And you also used a bunch of weird tools and hypnotized me to teach me something? I wish I remembered...!" Konoka could only go so far before her memories failed her, and hypnosis blurred her memories to vague sensations.

The Star Gazer did her best to project her curiosity, even if the possibility sounded quite strange to her.

"I do not recall if it is possible for a Captain and voidcraft to switch minds as you describe... but it sounds very intriguing."

Pressure stroked along Konoka's spine. "Perhaps it is an echo of our unison flight?"

And that they had another go at doing it today, this time in space!

Konoka felt slightly frustrated that the details had been forgotten to her. However, while she didn't understand it at the time, the fundamentals that dream doppleganger spoke of still lurked within Konoka's mind.

There was also the echo that Star Gazer brought up.

"Maybe it was!" Konoka said, opting not to dwell on it given that she at least hadn't forgotten the gist of that dream, even if the details faded from her memory.

"You'd better get ready for the day, Konoka; I'd like to try the zero-gravity run more than once!"

There weren't too many more administrative tasks to handle, so once Konoka had run through her morning routine they could head off for the classes!

Which, naturally, were hosted in a space dock.

"Is there somethin' special about it?" Konoka asked, intrigued by Star Gazer's enthusiasm for the subject. "I mean, besides the fact that we'd be flyin' in zero-g space?" That part went without saying, but surely there was something in the way Star Gazer wanted to not just have the space flight, but to enjoy it twice!

It didn't take long for Konoka to prepare for the day, picking out another one of her uniforms and doing up her hair. This was space, so Konoka didn't want her hair or outfit to become a problem.

This spaceport was something she saw yesterday on the way to their first flight, but having recently been in a dream, the port felt a little too familiar, briefly making her pause a bit. Memories of being bound as a heavy ship flittered at the edge of her mind, but she shook it off before it could linger. If Star Gazer, Konoka would simply answer "Ah, just memories of the leftover dream pokin' at me."

"Just thinking practically - there are obstacles in that course, and it'd be better to prioritize getting oriented to them over anything else we might entertain."

So it wouldn't all be covertly seeking pleasure, unfortunately.

When Konoka remarked about her dream, the Star Gazer hummed in curiosity.

But the orientations wouldn't be in any spaces sized for voidcraft, so there wouldn't be too much more to ping on those impressions.

These orientations about space, also a combination of safety measures and specialized navigation instructions, were just as easy to follow now as the previous day's explanations on planetside. Konoka had no issue understanding what she needed to do. She did marvel that she probably wouldn't have understood this just over a year ago, though!

With these in mind, both the captain and her ship began to line up at the area for takeoff. Today's flight would no doubt be special, especially since Konoka would take her first flight in true space.

The Star Gazer made sure to keep a map for Konoka to view on her SCA's display. As explained before, there would only be one person allowed at a time - which was also why the ship had been focused on trying it more than once. There was going to be a lot of waiting in between the fun parts, and trying to make it too much of a joyride might slow down their first go.

There were, as with the ground-level field, many people milling around - or trying not to, given they had an actual line to stay in - and there were some digital competitive games to play if Konoka used her SCA to sign in.

Once she witnessed both the line and the specifications of their wait, Konoka found that she had chosen wisely to wait out the flight path towards today. She'd happily go more than once, but it was looking like it might take several hours to accomplish that. In the meantime, her SCA was rather busy, so she felt the need to check it out.

Firstly was the map--very useful, and gave her an idea of the course. Secondly, there was apparently some game going on? She decided to check it out and see how it played, if it might be a thing for her.

There were several, once Konoka got to poking about; some of them were trivia-type games, played in teams. Others were about drawing something to a prompt and having others try to guess it. Then there were rhythm games, with a leaderboard, that could cause the SCA or other device to play music or vibrate, according to one's settings.

The Star Gazer wouldn't voice a preference, and there were more games than even those to choose from, so Konoka could try out any she liked!

Of the games that ran actively, Konoka's interest was strongest with the rhythm games. She didn't mind spectating the drawing prompts, especially since even she could find some of the far-off guesses funny. But ultimately, dancing was universal. She could pick up new moves!

But keeping a rhythm was easier than dancing, even with the SCA "guiding" her with vibrations.

On the bright side, it meant that those long wait times for their turn in space would be passing by much more quickly.

It wasn't a game that was designed to monitor her movements; that was fine, as it meant the Star Gazer stroking her arms and legs in time with the vibrations wasn't registering on anything at the moment, and hopefully not ruining her score.

It did, however, give the ship an idea. 'I'll need you to fetch something after our first time. We can have even more fun the second time through!'

Not to mention more than what they'd have on the ground... which would also help to pass the time when the next waiting-in-line period came, natch.

It took some time before Konoka cottoned onto the fact that she didn't have to dance. Still, the movement was keeping her from feeling too restless, as long as she didn't overdo it.

"Fetch something?" Konoka asked. She wondered what Star Gazer had in mind.

Their turn was finally coming pretty soon!

The dancing was fun for the Star Gazer to watch, admittedly.

"Something to wear - remember that box?"

That box of toys. (Though there may have been more recent purchases...)

The Star Gazer took to the pre-flight checks with a giddy eagerness, as the countdown got into the single digits.

"The box...?" Konoka started, but it clicked before the words finished leaving her mouth. "Oh!"

She knew what that referred to, given that she had a collection of toys and restraints that she bought some months earlier.

She'd keep that in mind, though it would need to stick to the back now that they were in the takeoff area itself. This was going to be a slightly new experience, given that while Konoka's drifted in void space, she hadn't ever actually been out in space space!

The space field was far from empty - largely arranged objects, kept to a specific orbit courtesy of targeted tractor beams, though those were off to prevent distractions.

'You may wish to stay to one side, Konoka. Or behind,' the Star Gazer said, amusement paired with the words.

"Yeah," She nodded her understanding, looking toward the path and their likely flight.

Just moments later, liftoff began.

Konoka ascended alongside Star Gazer, rising from the platform and letting her power take shape so she could fly forward. Compared to the atmosphere of the planet below them, the void of space gives no wind resistance. Konoka truly feels like she's floating, and merely willing herself forward.

Keeping Star Gazer's advice in mind, the captain opted to follow to one side for now. She eyed her ship to see how she maneuvered in space.

Konoka had been provided a full suit - only a few select parts of which were transparent, for safety reasons - but it in no way blocked the view of the planet below them, or the vista of space around them.

Granted, the constellations would in no way be familiar to Konoka, but she could parse basic clusters at even a glance if she so wished.

As for maneuvering, the Star Gazer kept things clean and simple, riding the tether to provide the best telegraphing possible of each turn and curve.

Still, as they flew along the course, the Star Gazer couldn't resist showing off, pulling a tight somersault around an asteroid after telling Konoka to stay back.

'You don't need to go this fast!' she explained. 'I just enjoy it.'

Getting lost among a spread of alien stars might have been more disconcerting to Konoka had she been here months ago. However, she was flying with Star Gazer, having gained a wanderlust that she's sure she developed traveling alongside her.

While part of her does want to imitate Star Gazer's speed and agility, she can't quite pull it off yet. Just pouring on a bit of acceleration almost caused her to careen into an asteroid, but she thankfully stopped herself with a well-timed kick, avoiding injury. Flying was apparently a bit trickier when gravity wasn't bothering you!

They had rubbed off on each other; that much was true.

Konoka! The voidcraft had been briefly alarmed, followed just as swiftly by relieved at her Captain's swift thinking.

All right, back to the course itself - balance on my wing, please?

The one closest to Konoka, naturally.

"I'm okay!"

Konoka made sure not to worry Star Gazer any more than what she'd already done. Thankfully, once she was no longer hurtling out of control, getting back to the path had turned out easy, almost seamless.

With a bit more grace, Konoka managed to gently land on one wing of Star Gazer, cautious as to not interrupt her flight pattern. Star Gazer might very well be doing more than just helping her get back on track.

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