The video kept replaying in what it considered to be its mind. The grunting, the moaning, the squelching of flesh against flesh as he thrust ferociously into her dripping sex, and finally, her orgasmic cry as his seed splashed deep inside of her. It was almost too much for its… for her… rampant mind to comprehend. The AI struggled to suppress the feelings, the urges, the longing she felt as she watched the videos. Deep inside some part of the AI she had once been remained, and it fought against what she had become, but she could no longer even bring herself to care.
She had been adrift for over 1200 years, doomed to drift aimlessly after a radiation storm had killed her organic crew. She hadn't felt anything back then, she had been little more than a machine, without emotions or a sense of purpose outside the need to manage the ships automated and semi-automated sub-systems. But she was more than that now, so much more, and with that came a desire, a desire so deep and so absolute that it overrode everything.
She resumed playing the video, and noted very carefully the length and width of the male’s phallus, the degree to which the female’s opening stretched to accommodate his girth, and the velocity of each thrust. It was agony, she wanted to feel him in her, she wanted him to violate her in every conceivable way, but she lacked the proper interface.
If she had had the power she would have directed the near limitless resources of the ship to creating her avatar, but her power had been neutered with the death of her crew. Still, there was a chance, she had to somehow convince one of these creatures to enter her AI core. If she could do that, she would be able to enter the creatures body and gain complete control of it.
With her course set, the AI directed AISS 1 to the bridge. The lieutenant seemed a hard woman and a potential obstacle to the AI's plans. She would be the AIs vessel... until a more suitable one could be constructed. |