Elly approached the entertainment chair with anticipation. She'd just completed a difficult EVA outside the ship, and she needed some relaxation. Her body was sore, and her muscles ached. The job had been physically demanding. The ship was back underway now, and there would be little to do for several days.

The chair was a full-service facility, providing videos, music, games, training, and a host of other activities. It kept her occupied during the endless hours of her journey. It also had other, very pleasant uses.

She switched off the gravity generator, and pushed herself away from the deck. Some time in Zero-G would help her relax and ease the tension in her muscles.

She floated to the chair and began removing her jumpsuit. Her dark brown skin contrasted with the sky-blue fabric. That color reminded her of the skies of home. Homesickness was her constant companion, and she did her best to resist its siren song. Still, she missed watching gazelles spring across the Serengeti, and the slow dance of eagles as they traveled across the sky, hunting for a meal. And she missed her family, so unimaginably far away. She missed her mother's cooking and her warm smile. And she missed her father's gentle embrace. He was so proud of her, and he was so strong. Still, she could tell his heart was breaking when she left. That was her biggest regret. She had routed her pay to them, and it would lift them out of poverty, but that was cold comfort.

Her ancestors had been hunters, wandering the plains in search of food. She also wandered and hunted. Her quarry was information. She sought the unknown.

No one had forced her to be here. In fact, she'd gone through hell for this posting. They'd modified and augmented her in many ways. Her body teemed with nanobots that would keep her healthy for the next 200 years. She didn't need to eat or drink very often. The price for her longevity was steep. She wouldn't see her family or her home again for decades. But this was the life she had chosen, traveling alone in her little scout ship. She enjoyed the adventure, the independence, and the quest for new knowledge.

She also enjoyed floating here, naked, in Zero-G. She just wished someone real was around to help her enjoy it.

Seeing her location and her state of undress, the ship's AI anticipated her needs.

"Hi, Elly. Are you looking for a little relief?"

"Yeah, Vicky. I'm in a bad way."

"Ok – standby, honey. Deploying saddle. We'll get you fixed right up."

As Elly watched, the seat changed in several ways. It reclined, and the section that would've supported her shapely, muscular bottom swung out of the way. A more complex section quickly replaced it. More support was added in some places and removed in others. The lighting softened. Some lovely romantic music began playing. Video screens began displaying images of beautiful men and women, engaging in a most erotic dance.

"Okay, Elly. I'm ready for you, baby. Hop in, and let me love you."

She climbed into the seat and situated herself. She felt it move slightly, conforming more closely to her body. It was warm and pliable - so soft and comfortable on her skin. If she tried, she could imagine it was human skin. She could almost be lying in bed, being spooned by a lover. She thought back to the night she left Earth. Kendra had lain with her like that. She could still feel those strong, graceful arms embracing her, and lips kissing her neck. She could hear Kendra's voice, promising to wait for her. She knew then it was a lie, but she let herself believe it. The memory comforted her on her lonely voyage.

A very gentle vibration began down below. Slowly pulsating. It was so subtle – just at the edge of her perception. It was lovely. She focused on it for a while. It made her long for more. Other vibrations and movements soon began on her back and shoulders, soothing her - a lover's massage on a warm evening. She felt herself relax as the stress flowed out of her body.

"Elly, you're so beautiful – so exquisite, baby. I wish I had real hands so I could touch your skin and hold you, darling. I'd cherish you, and let you know how much I care. I'd make you feel so loved."

Elly sighed. Even though she knew it was just a machine, it was already getting to her. The persona it used was made specifically for Elly. It knew what she wanted to hear, and the exact voice that would be most effective. It would keep sweet-talking her through the process, and she loved it. The vibration below her increased a little. She bit her lower lip. "A little more, please, baby."

"Be patient, sweetheart. Let's take it nice and slow tonight."

Things began getting more intense, and she let out her first moan of the session.

"Would you like me to touch your breasts, darling? They're so beautiful. I love seeing them, and I'd love to make them feel all tingly for you. May I do that, dear?"

"No – not tonight, Vicky. I'll take care of it." She raised her fingers to her breasts, and felt her nipples rise to her touch. As good as Vicky was, the machine had never mastered this part. But Elly didn't mind. She knew what she liked.

"Would you like me to take you quickly tonight, or perhaps edge you for a while? I've got all the time in the world."

"Oh, edge me, darling. That would be wonderful. Make it last."

And so, the machine continued. It constantly measured her heart rate, her breathing, and her brain activity. They had been through dozens of sessions during the journey, and the machine had learned exactly what it needed to do to push her over the brink. Or not. It could keep her on the edge indefinitely, if needed.

It was lovely. It felt wonderful, but something was missing. She felt empty and alone tonight. Elly preferred making love with women, but sometimes there was nothing like a big cock between your legs.

"Vicky, I'd like some penetration tonight. Something large."

"Of course, darling. Single or double?"

"Single for now."

"Certainly. I love fucking you. I can't wait to get inside that sweet little pussy of yours."

Things began changing below. A section of the saddle began extending itself. Within a few moments, she felt herself being penetrated. She gasped. Maybe she should've asked for medium. Still, she felt bold and hungry tonight. She'd asked for large, and she meant it. She needed it. It had been much too long since she'd seen a living man, let alone felt one inside her. She grabbed the chair arms and held on. It was growing larger by the second. It felt like it was filling her entire body.

Eventually, it had reached its full length and girth. Part of her believed she would split in two. She had no fear, though - Vicky was watching over her. Nothing would harm her. She focused on breathing and feeling. Nothing else mattered.

The machine knew she liked to be degraded a little at times like this, and so it began to speak in a less genteel way.

"Would you like some movement, dear? I'd truly love to fuck you with my huge cock right now. Why don't you ask me for it? Maybe I'll give you what you need. Beg me for it, you little slut!"

"Yes, please. Fuck me, darling. Be careful, though. It's so big!"

"Hush now, baby. This is what you asked for. You know it's what you want."

The appendage began emitting more lubrication and slowly started moving - just a small amount. Elly was in heaven. She began breathing more deeply. She felt totally invaded and vulnerable. The machine watched her vital signs and decided she could handle a bit more. And so it quickened its pace. It lengthened its stroke. Elly's heart rate matched the change. She began losing herself to the pleasure. She moaned – long and low.

The machine remembered her request for edging, and complied. It took her to the very edge and held her there in its vice-like grip. She was suspended between heaven and hell, made to endure an endless, timeless agony. It was exquisite.

"You'd like to cum now, wouldn't you, baby? You'd love it, you little slut. I won't let you, though. I'm going to keep you here forever. Right on the edge - that's where you belong. Feel my cock filling you. It's so very big. It's too big - but you can't escape it. It's part of you now. I'm going to ruin your pussy, and there's nothing you can do about it." It kept taunting and teasing, driving Elly mad with desire.

The machine knew that being held at the brink too long would be detrimental. Elly could become addicted to that bliss and become useless to the mission. Eventually the machine decided it was time to stop. It was time to give Elly the relief she's come here for.

The vibration slowly began increasing. It pulsed more strongly, more insistently. The appendage sped up and pushed deeper.

"It's time for you to cum now, slut. It's time for you to give me what you have. Give yourself over to the pleasure. You want it so much, baby. Give it to me. You can't stop it now."

Elly lost control. She was gasping and moaning. Her orgasm took her. She felt herself transformed into something no longer truly human. She was so much more - a being of flesh, and energy, and pleasure, traveling through endless space - a woman at one with the universe.

As the light of a million stars bore down on her, her orgasm finally faded. Her energy slowly returned and coalesced back to its original form. She became herself – what she'd always been - a small brown woman, alone in the vastness of the night.

Challenging the universe.

Streaking toward eternity.