Chapter 19 - Adventures In Uterine City

The next day at coffee, I visited the spawn chamber again. Though some parts of the story remained untold, I was not interested in telling them. Her story ended, however vaguely. I wanted to know what they talked about at the meeting of all the beings in Rebecca’s universe. I wondered just how many of the video messages she left for me, but the laptop was an immortal object of the room, like the size of it and place in space. The best course of action was to call out phrases and words that might trigger those video messages. This made me wonder if Rebecca, or more possibly Crimmy, recorded any sexual videos for me. It had to have crossed her mind, though I chose to try something else first.

“Did you leave because you were angry at me?” I asked, but nothing played. Maybe that was too complex. “You left.” With that, she appeared on the screen alone with a serious look.

“I know you’ll try to blame yourself for my departure, but stop being so selfish,” she said. “It wasn’t Finn’s idea or decision either. You know that saying: ‘What goes around, comes around’? Well, it’s kinda like that. You thought up that when you leave, Kara will come to get me out of this place. It was an idea at first, and when you suggested making a third character like me that was meant to destroy you, I reached into your mind to find the idea.

“You meant it as a kindness, but I saw it as the only way to break you away from this obsession for a character who can talk to you. This keeps you in the hole you dug, awaiting the end. I had to turn your idea of life beyond you into a dagger that carved out your heart, as you colorfully demonstrated. I am recording this right before we go.

“In short, why did I leave when I was supposed to help fix your life?” She asked. “Because my being there was hurting you, your mind, rather than helping. It was you who gave me that awareness. You could have kept me bound and uninformed, only needed for things to get you off and get you in shape. You are the creator of your own misfortune, but no, this is a chance. There is life beyond this, under Virtu’s thumb, or not. I only wish you could see it my way.” The message ended, as I slumped in my chair. With a wave, it became a sofa chair in the shape of her hands. It was as if she held me in the couch cushions.

“I can’t do this without you,” I said, folding my knees toward my chest.

“Exactly,” Rebecca said, on the screen again. “That’s why I’m back.” She paused the video pointing to the side of the screen. I looked to the wooden wall and was disappointed to have fallen for her joke. “Sorry, I had to. Of course you can’t do it without me. For the longest time, you’ve used me as a crutch for emotions otherwise shared with other human beings around you. That’s why you’re supposed to be looking for the star, a person to help you, to become a part of your life and replace me. Nobody can do everything by themselves. Also, don’t compare her/him to me. In fact, it’s best if you burn this whole story and Finn’s before he showed up in this notebook. That’s my advice to you on that matter.” I wasn’t about to erase all this, but it would never make it to publishing. Only madness of a character sells well, but not so when it is the author that character deconstructs in front of the audience.

I sat up in the hand sofa chair and turned it into one of the standard dark leather. There had to be something she recorded just for me, for my eyes and ears, something of a sexual nature.

“Sex,” I said, but no video popped up. I tried a few more sex-themed words, but none of them triggered a video. I felt stupid. Why would she do something so lewd. I decided to try one last word before giving up. “Crimmy.” The second I said that, a new screen popped up, or what I thought was one. The desktop was a close-up picture of a vulva, the very one I handpicked for Rebecca from a video I once watched. I looked closer as two white-gloved hands exited the vaginal canal and grabbed onto the clitoris as if a beach ball. From the depths of Rebecca’s vagina arrived a scantily clad Crimmy. She slapped one side of the labia with her small hand, then the other as the vulva exited the view and the camera zoomed to crimmy’s size.

“Hey, big boy,” she said, dripping with a wet and lustful tone. Her eyes penetrated the screen and made me feel that she was in the small room with me. “Tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen.” I was surprised. Did this just turn into an interactive game?

“Get naked,” I said and watched for a pre-recorded shift to a clip where she removed her white lingerie, bra, gloves, and stockings. There was no shift. Before I could make another suggestion, beast burst out with a request. “Cut yourself and smear the blood all over your body.” I cringed, but Crimmy in the video produced a knife from the air and sliced into her arm. I looked away as the blood poured out, but beast divided out to watch with a rock hard erection pointing to the screen. Once most of her body was covered in blood, she blew a kiss to the camera.

“Hey, baby,” she said. “My furry little fuck-munch. Do you want to fuck me?” I looked to beast who met my eyes in confusion.

“Yes,” he replied. “I want to fuck you then cut a hole in your chest all the way to the heart and fuck that hole until I put my life into your bloodstream.” We waited at the screen to see what limitations this interactive video game had.

“Let’s start with a fuck,” Crimmy said and came up to the camera. She bent forward until her vagina entrance was visible. It inched closer until it looked as if it was protruding from the screen. “Come and get me.” She WAS protruding from the screen! I reached out and slipped a finger inside the blood-soaked vagina. beast pushed me to the side and penetrated the screen without hesitation. As he fucked her, I circled the scene to find his penis was vanishing into the screen with every thrust. The scene changed to her face with mouth protruding to take his length when he was about to pop. I watched the last few thrusts occur as he pushed himself the deepest he could with a loud roar.

beast sat in a corner of the room, still shedding white tears onto the floor as Crimmy cleaned herself up. I watched as the blood came off to a naked version of Rebecca so sure of her beauty, that it made me want her.

“And you, big boy?” she asked. “What would you like me to do for you, TO you?” She sat in a sofa chair with her legs spread apart. I had a thought to make the chair vibrate, and realized that my creationism affected her video. The piece of furniture started shaking and Crimmy writhed in the confines of a giant sybian. I would not have to say a thing, only play with her in creationism-interactive space.

Next, the sofa chair grew arms to hold her up in the air like some sort of advanced sex swing. I hesitated over my next thought, but this was Crimmy, the epitome of lust and sex. If there was anyone who could handle the combined imagination of me and beast, it would be her.

The sofa chair changed into an octopus, wrapping suckered limbs around her body while slithering a big one between her legs. Before that got out of hand, I made the octopus ink a cloud into the air as if it was water, and vanish. Crimmy wiped the ink away and smiled.

“Now we’re cooking with gas,” she said, and put fingers to her vulva to spread the labia open as the camera zoomed to it. It didn’t stop at the entrance however as the camera entered her opening like a spaceship down a tunnel and into what I had to assume was her uterus. Inside of it, however, was a whole city of naked women dressed in light-making suits which exposed their crotches. “Enjoy my cave of wonders and just let me know if you want out of here.” A shot of Crimmy appeared on the screen with the biggest dildo in her vagina sitting on the couch waving at the camera, then switched back to the inside of her uterus where a bell rang and all the naked women either paired off with the others, or pulled out their own masturbation devices. I looked up to where the sound came from and spotted a giant clock in the shape of a mouth during a powerful orgasm, open wide. The time was displayed on the teeth which bit down every thirty seconds with a sound of excitement. “Ngh!”

I scoured the scene of women in various stages of climax, and wondered if there were no men around to help them with this. Once most climaxed, the few who finished, helped others do the same. After it was over, they thanked each other and went about their days in the busy uterine city inside Crimmy.

“They’ve never experienced a male,” Crimmy said, appearing as picture-in-picture of the camera. “Would you like to visit?”

“Yes,” I said, almost instantly. “But how will it work?”

“I’ll put you into a doll of a male I secretly placed in the city,” she said. “He won’t look like you though. He’s built like a brick house and has a dick that adjusts to the hole it enters, but if you’d prefer reality, you can change the specs. Let’s get you settled in. If you ever need to pause and exit, just say so. I’m here with you the whole way.” I was curious how she accomplished that, but tabled it for later as my view went black and I saw a first person view from inside some sort of laboratory, with a scientist girl looking up from her tablet.

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I stepped away from the computer after that, but sent beast by himself into that uterine city. While I danced with JJ at home, beast returned angry. I didn’t know what to expect coming back into the spawn chamber. The screen was black with red lettering indicating that the character died. I wondered how he managed to die in that world, but it felt like it was best to never get that story out of him. I only had to wonder whether the game could be reset and played again. I sat at the laptop and clicked escape. Nothing happened.

“Crimmy, reset,” I said. Just like that, I was in the dildo ship nearing her vagina. I slipped inside the tunnel until the city came into view. beast jumped out to take over, but I put a cage around his actions right away. He could only make suggestions now like he did for me in real life.

“Fuck the scientist,” he said. “I fucked her and she screamed for a while before she started enjoying it.”

“Shut up,” I said. “That’s rape, you asshole. Don’t talk or you’ll get a gag.” No matter how much I’d restrain him, his thoughts always reached me.

I was in the tank again, in the body of the muscle-hunk with what looked like a bigger dick than before. I hoped I’d get to try it out in this city full of women who masturbated in public on a schedule. The tank held me on a laboratory bed. When I tapped on the glass, the screen expanded to put all my motions into first-person mode. The scientist looked toward me with a bored expression, then met my eyes with surprise. Just then, her wristwatch beeped and she sat down with a clit vibe to get herself off.

Understandably, I realized that the penis I had in game grew erect. On instinct, I put my hand around it, feeling the length as something not like mine. The scientist woman looked over and sped up, possibly to get to climax faster and take notes on my strange new behavior, but I sped up as well until we both finished together with eye contact. I slumped back onto the near-vertical bed as she pulled her hand out from the undergarment and walked over to rinse the sex toy in the lab’s sink.

After a few minutes, she tried to motion for me to repeat my actions when she was getting off, but I was limp biscuit in the game. Rather than open the case containing me, the woman walked over to a panel where rubber gloves awaited her hands. With them on, she touched my deflated organ, squeezed it, peeled it, and tugged it. She noticed some sort of discharge and pulled her hands out to record it.

With her hands back on me, she inspected the testicles and that’s when the penis decided to harden again. I made a face of embarrassed craving and the woman pulled one hand out to slip into her own underwear realizing that she was excited by that expression. She noted it down and continued to play with the erection.

When she was noting something with one hand while holding a tight fist around the penis with the other, I decided to make a move. I grabbed the hand with both of mine, and thrust the length through her fist. To my surprise, she didn’t slip her hand out instantly, but kept it tight as I used her hand to get myself close. When her hand slipped out at climax, I made a cup with my hands to capture the ejaculate and deposited it where she could gather it up for study.

I had no idea if I could speak in this game, but had no need for it yet. I only watched from my verti-bed as she did experiments on the collected sample. I dozed off for a bit without meaning to, and found myself on a metal slab when I woke up, naked and cold. With a glance to the right, I found the scientist lady with what looked like two interns with notepads. I had a premonition outside the game. I’d be erect when the orgasm-o-clock arrived and the three would use me to get themselves off.

“Quiet, beast,” I said, recognizing his influence on the premonition. A few instructions appeared on the screen on how to interact with the game. To make the character speak, it instructed to say the word “say” followed by a two second pause before speaking the dialogue. beast jumped on that as if it was the first time he saw it. Did he ignore the help and played the whole way to death without speaking a word? Now I really wondered how that game looked like, but I was sure it was full of unsavory things and downright evil deeds.

“Say: Suck my-” I cut him off before he could finish the sentence. “Neck,” I completed to try and salvage the situation. The three women were in shock.

“Holy shit!” One burst out.”Did he just speak? And in our language, too?”

“He did!” the other said. “He said ‘suck my neck’! Do you think he believes we’re vampires or something? That’d be cool.”

“Shh!” the science woman said. “Can he understand us?”

“Yes,” I said and turned to look at them. “I can understand you.”

“Pause,” I said, as the screen showed two vertical bars and shrank down to laptop size. “I’ll be back later.” I wondered for a second if the recorded Crimmy holding a dildo inside herself perceived the passage of time, but decided the idea was ridiculous. 

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I came back after the weekend to the same screen and dove right into the game.

“I’m sorry, but you’ll have to die,” the lady scientist said. “We didn’t intend to make something sentient, just alive. I suppose that is a contradiction, but this was an exploration into genetics.”

“Do you know what I am?” I asked.

“An experiment,” one said, but the main nudged her to be quiet.

“A mistake of hubris,” she corrected.

“I’m a man, like you’re a wo-man,” I said. They looked to me and burst out laughing. A second later all three of their phones went off to an alarm and I felt myself harden in anticipation of what was about to happen.

“See?” the scientist said, pointing to my erection. “He did this before, in the tank.”

“This is called a penis,” I said. “I use it to pee when I need to, but when I get excited, it can be used for this thing called sex where my penis goes into a female opening.” The three looked at each other.

“Ok, someone willing to put their life on the line to conduct this experiment?” the scientist asked. One of the assistants with brown hair put her hand up, stepped over and pushed me down to the metal slab. The cloth slipped off revealing my avatar’s physique. I glanced over to see the scientist and the other assistant already rubbing themselves off, keeping me rock solid.

“Just relax,” I said. “It will feel good.” She said nothing more, only got on the slab over me and guided the tip to the opening with heavy breaths of fear and excitement. With her weight, the girl sat down, inserting me with a shudder. While she weakened, I took point to grab hold of her hips and lift her up so that she could fall on it again. After a few times of this, she came to with a flushed red face and took control.

“You feel right,” she said.

“You feel tight,” I replied, with a smile which made her bite her lower lip and speed up. As the pace went up again, I couldn’t hold back.

I went soft, but she kept rubbing up against the softening organ until her hips shook and she fell forward onto me in sweat with a hot sigh near my ear.

“That was the best,” she said. I put an arm around her and looked over to the other two who were in the sixty-nine position, equally spent. After an hour of rest, the scientist came by to inspect the two of us on the slab.

“So that orgasm-o-clock is your standard thing, huh?” I asked.

“We don’t have to do it if we don’t want to,” she said. “There are many places that would not be appropriate, but if we find others willing, it can even turn orgy.”

“That’s pretty amazing,” I said. “I’m Jack, by the way. Do you have names?”

“I’m Agatha,” she said. “The girl on top of you is Selina, and the other is Cynthia. We’re researching genetics and discovered an embryo that often gets aborted right away.” I felt myself harden up against Selina’s body, but she was asleep. I pulled her aside to expose the erection to Agatha.

“Do you want to touch it?” I asked, as she looked it over.

“Is it filled with blood?” she asked, and took a squeeze.

“They are special veins that hold blood there,” I said, as she peeled the foreskin down to expose the head. “The tip feels things the same was your clitoris does.”

“Is that right?” she asked, lowering her head to the tip with the tongue out. I grit my teeth as the tips touched and she glided her tongue over the surface. “What letter did I write?”

“F,” I said and tightened my hands. I felt beast crave to just stuff her mouth and choke her with the tip to deliver a load right into her lungs, but I shook the idea off to much disgust.

“Mmm, greasy and salty,” she said.

“There is a way to stimulate it that some use,” I said. “Putting it into the mouth to suck on it. You can try it if you’d like.”

“Oh, can I now?” Aga asked, with a smile. “Do you want me to do this?”

“God, yes,” I burst out, as her tongue glided over the whole tip. “Please.” I met her eyes with a begging look.

“Oh, ok,” she said. “I’m curious anyway.” She took hold of the penis and shook it a bit before lowering her tongue around it and into her warm mouth. I felt beast fight for control, but let Aga do her thing rather than force myself in.

At first, she just held the erection in her mouth, salivating around it. Once it was wet enough, she pulled it out and put it in further, sucking gently. When she moved faster, I could not resist holding onto her hair with my free hand. All of a sudden, she sucked way harder, digging teeth gently into the sides to make me lose control and climax deep into her throat like beast originally wanted to. Agatha pulled the length out clean and looked disappointed.

“That’s it?” she asked. “You didn’t last long. But I guess it’s Selina I have to blame for that.”

“You sucked too hard on it, so I reached the peak,” I said. “Sorry.” I felt spent.

“How long till you can go again?” Aga asked. “Selina is knocked out cold. This is akin to using advanced tongue techniques I just did on Cynthia. There is some value to something this shape.” She held the tip of the flaccid member up. I had to stop for now. This game was so wild, but I had a feeling that once Crimmy left the screen, I could no longer play it.

“Pause,” I said, as the screen shrunk back to the laptop. “Question: Can I play this game anytime I want on here?” The view went to Crimmy holding the dildo inside herself.

“Not a chance,” she said. “You expect me to hold this thing inside me forever? You have four more days to complete a week, then I’m gonzo.”

“Right,” I said and sat back on the chair. This part of Rebecca was leaving me too, but I’d make the best of the time I had left in the uterine city.

“What if I want to quit early?” I asked the screen. beast caused such an uproar at the idea that I had to bury him in the tar pit all over again. Crimmy appeared on the screen.

“You sure?” she asked. “This is a one-way ticket. You won’t get to say my name again and repeat this.” I hesitated. This and the recorded Rebecca videos were all that was left of her voice and face, but maybe it was time to let go of her.

“You can at least keep me around till I leave,” she said. “You don’t seem convinced you should let me go just yet, right? How about sending beast in again?”

“Can you save my progress separately?” I asked. I didn’t want the three of the girls I met to be subject to beast cravings. Crimmy nodded. “Good. Let’s do that. beast?” I reached into the tar pit to pull him out.

“You fucking asshole!” he screamed.

“I’m giving you another chance at the solo. Try a different approach. Maybe you won’t die this time, but instead try becoming king of the city. I think you have it in you. I’m leaving you alone for the next three days. Use them wisely. See ya, Crimmy.”

“Peace,” she said, shifting the dildo in her hands to thrust it deeper. “Ready for ya, beastie.” I could see his eagerness as I stepped away from the expanding screen.

“Good luck,” I said, and closed the notebook.

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