3 comments/ 5056 views/ 6 favorites Space Station Epsilon 53 Pt. 01 By: DrElectrogasm In the Year 2253 a group of scientists performed an experiment that was never to be leaked to the public eye. If people found out about it they would call it cruel and unusual but if volunteers were used then the experiment would not be able to be performed correctly. The question the experiment was based on was "Can a controlled group of people be purged of their sexuality?" The experiment was to be carried out on a space station orbiting just outside of the most distant satellite of Earth. The space station, Epsilon 53, was ideal because it was constructed to look like a giant donut. The space station rotated at its central point, which created gravity. The inhabitants lived inside the walls of the donut with the floor being the outermost wall of the space station. Because it rotated the inhabitants were naturally pulled downwards against the floor allowing for a more earth-like environment. Not only this, but the space station was quite large for the sample size of the control group of people that would inhabit it. Inside the donut, the station had been decked out to look like an average civilian space colony. Over 50% of the current human population lived on space colonies now and Epsilon 53 was of modest size compared to a Nation Class Space colony that could house over 65,000 people. The experiment would be played out as such: 1. A group of ten men and women, 20 people total, of age 18 or older would be transported to Epsilon 53. The group of people would have their minds wiped in order to bring them to a "blank slate" state of mind. Once they were stripped of everything they knew about their former lives they could then be reprogrammed with the parameters of what life would be like on the space station. 2. The 20 inhabitants of Epsilon 53 would live out their day to day lives performing various tasks to keep the station in working order. They would have recreational time, dining, social hours, and rest cycles. They would also go to classes to continue to increase their mental and physical abilities and keep them challenged and motivated. 3. Most importantly the subjects would be monitored to detect their "arousal" levels. If a subject reached a state where it was apparent their sexual tension was getting too high they would be urged to visit the "Relief Station". Here their sexual tension would be alleviated and they would be released back into their daily lives. 4. The theory was that if the subjects could be coerced into believing that the "Relief Station" was the source of their pleasures, and not each other then they would be more productive. Society is far too motivated by sex and the pursuit of it to get any real productivity accomplished. A group of people that only needs recreation and social interaction, but doesn't require sexual touch from one another would be far more effective than a society that still uses sex to sell shampoo, deodorant, and cosmetics. 5. No one except for the control group would be on board the space station. Those performing the experiment would monitor from a nearby space station but would not be present on Epsilon 53. An Artificial Intelligence would monitor their daily activities and would diagnose when they needed to be relieved in order to ensure their sexual neutrality. Here is how the experiment actually went: Day 23 of experiment All subject behaving normally. All vital signs are green. Albert woke up to the same bunk he had always remembered. He swung himself out of bed and headed to the dining area of his block. He lived in a small apartment building with 3 of the other inhabitants of the space station. They all met every morning precisely at 6am to have breakfast together and talk about what they had accomplished the day before. They couldn't help but meet every morning at the same time. They were all constantly kept on track by the station's AI, a holographic floating head they all called, Epsilon. He didn't need to shave after he woke up because all unneeded facial and body hair was removed by lasers at the end of each day while he took a shower. As Albert walked down the stairs he was greeted by the floating head, which appeared in front of him and seemed to hover along in front of him as he traversed the stairwell. "Good morning Albert." The hologram said. "Good morning Epsilon." "I see you had a good night's sleep last night. Your vital signs are perfect." "That's good to hear." Albert said smiling. "I have noticed that it's been a few days since you visited the Relief Station though Albert." "Oh, I barely noticed." "Your tension levels are reaching unsafe parameters. I suggest you visit the relief station after work today. My calculations say that you should be fine during your work schedule. Any longer than that though could result in irritability and a decrease in traits that make the others so eager to enjoy your company." "Well, alright. I'll be sure and go after work." Albert was about the median age of the men's group on board the space station. The oldest male was Dustin at age 23. The oldest female was April at age 25. Most of the inhabitants were just over 18 and all were in excellent shape. They had been told they were part of a new society and that they should be proud of what they represented. They were being watched by hundreds of thousands of humans and would prove what a group of people could accomplish if they worked together. After a quick breakfast and a chat with the other residents of his apartment building, Albert proceeded to the airlock where his daily work would begin. He donned an artificial atmosphere suit and stepped into the air lock. The doors closed behind him and the ones in front of him opened a moment later. As he stepped out of the air lock he became weightless as he moved into the vacuum of space. He manipulated a control in his hand to activate the air jets on his suit. This propelled him forward towards one of the space station's three solar panel arrays. He had been briefed earlier this morning that this would be the work he would be performing for the day. The space station used the football field- sized solar arrays to power the station. Without them operating at an optimal level the station could lose life support, oxygen scrubbers and much more. He scanned the giant wing-like solar array until he spotted a section of the structure that had been damaged by space debris. After a few hours of welding and re-wiring he had the array repaired. He turned and used the air jets to boost him back towards the air lock. "Excellent work, Albert." Epsilon said inside his helmet. "No sweat." Albert said. "I thought you were going to give me something difficult today?" "I never try to make things difficult for you Albert. I only want you to enjoy yourself here on 53 and to be a contributing member of the crew." "I know, Epsilon. I can't say I have any complaints." "Excellent. I will go ahead and book you for a 2:00 session in the relief room." "That soon?" Albert asked. "That would be most ideal." "Well, ok. Whatever helps the fate of this colony." Albert stepped into the relief station. He had to admit, he found himself already starting to stiffen in his pants. Just the anticipation of how good the automated devices made him feel caused him to become aroused. He stripped off his clothes as soon as the door shut behind him. The relief station was little more than a ten foot by 5 foot booth with a raised table in the middle. A small changing room was off to the side of the booth and it allowed inhabitants an area to remove their clothing. Albert was a tall man at about 6'3 with a medium build. Like everyone else on the station he was very fit, and even had the slight bumps of abdominal muscles. Like everyone else he wasn't quite sure how he had gotten aboard the station but assumed they had all been in the military or something of that nature. Ever since they had been there, their day included a fitness routine before their evening meal. As he removed his boxer-briefs his penis seemed to flop out of his waist band. He had been half erect with his clothes on and now that his cock was free it came to full attention as he sat down on the table in the middle of the booth. He lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling as the hologram of Epsilon appeared in front of his face yet again. "I knew you would be eager for the relief station, Albert." The monotone voice said. "You always seem to be right Epsilon. You know me better than I know myself." "Stand by for purging process." A robotic arm extended out of the wall of the room. On the end of it was a large tube with a small hose coming off of the side of it. The arm maneuvered the tube to where it seemed to hover over the swollen head of Albert's penis. The tube could accommodate any size but already it was measuring Albert's length and girth so that it could inflate tiny water bags inside the tube to create the perfect fit. As the tube slid over the tip and the first 3 inches of Albert's penis the water bags began to fill up around his head and shaft much like a blood pressure monitor would fill up around a patient's arm. Soon the tube had a firm "grip" on his cock. "Beginning purging process" Epsilon's voice said. The tube began to slide down covering up the remaining 4 inches of Albert's penis that it had not yet enveloped. With his entirety contained within the tube he could feel every inch of himself being squeezed and slickened simultaneously by the euphoric tube. He couldn't see it but inside the tube tiny pores allowed an artificial lube to coat the water bags that were making contact with the skin of his penis. With all preparations in place the tube began to vibrate ever so slightly as it began to slide up and down Albert's penis. It automatically began at a painfully slow pace in order to get maximum release out of the subject. Albert closed his eyes and allowed his head to sag back into the small pillow that was sewn into the top of the table. The tube's up and down rhythm began to increase in its pace. 25 beats per minute, 35 beats per minute, 45 beats per minute until eventually the machine was humming along with one full up and down motion each second. Albert was now arching his back so as to thrust himself closer to the machine. It automatically adjusted its stroke so as not to injure him in any way. In fact he could have wiggled in any direction and the robotic arm would have moved with him to ensure the tube continued its same motion on his penis. His breathing became heavy and loud. It began to sound as if he had just sprinted 100 yards. Then all at once the tube filled with his juices. The bottom of the tube at the base of his penis had formed a vacuum seal around him. Now the little hose coming off of the tube suddenly ran white as all of his juices were sucked out of the chamber currently surrounding his cock. "Relief achieved. Don't you feel wonderful?" Epsilon's soothing voice came over the speakers in the room. The hologram of the AI's face appeared in front of Albert. "Holy cow, so much better." He said. The tube released its grip on him and lifted off. The robotic arm retreated inside the wall of the chamber where the tube would be cleaned and sanitized. Jasmine began her day in much the same way Albert had. She felt as if she hadn't gotten quite enough sleep as she rolled out of her bunk and got dressed for the morning. After her shower she stood in the mirror looking at herself. She had wrapped a towel around her middle to keep any excess water from dripping on the floor. She was of average height for a lady with the same lean athletic build of most of the people on board the station. There were a couple of inhabitants that were stockier than the rest but there was no doubt that these individuals were strong like an ox and still in excellent condition. Her long red hair hung down past her shoulders and she brushed the knots out of it after she dried it. Her small breasts went well with her slender form and were just large enough to keep the towel from falling off of her as she continued to get ready for her day. The disembodied head of Epsilon appeared in front of her as she was brushing her teeth. "Hello Jasmine." "Hello Epsilon." She said without much enthusiasm. "I have taken notice to the fact that you seem to be getting restless during your sleep cycle." "I'm not quite sure what it is, Epsilon. When I first woke up in this place it seemed like I could get a decent night's sleep but as each day goes by I wake up in the middle of night." "Do not worry. I will monitor your vitals and suggest treatment by the end of the day." "Thanks Epsilon." She finished getting dressed and headed for the breakfast area. As she got her food from the refrigerated food bank her friend Carrie walked up next to her. "Hey Jazz. How have you been?" "Pretty good I guess. I think I overdid it yesterday on the racquetball court." "Did you pull something? It doesn't seem like you are hurt or limping or anything." "I just feel worn out is all. Like I can't get enough sleep." "Well I'm sure Epsilon is monitoring you. He'll have a solution before you know it. Have you brought it to his attention?" "Yeah I did this morning. He already knew I wasn't feeling 100%" "It's great that we wound up in this super high tech place, huh? Epsilon is always taking such great care of us." Jasmine smiled a weak sort of half agreeing smile. "Yeah, I hope he figures out what is wrong with me." Jasmine went to her usual work area. She had been assigned the task of monitoring the life support systems. This job had to be performed 24/7 and she rotated shifts with two other people. Marvin was sitting at the terminal when she reached the work station. "Hey Marv." She said. "Hey Jazz." "Ready to get off work?" "So ready." He said getting up out of the chair. "I'm due for a visit to the Relief station once I'm off. Epsilon says I really need it." "The Relief Station?" Jasmine asked looking confused. "Yeah, you haven't been yet?" "No, I have never heard of it." The floating holographic head of Epsilon appeared in between them. "Folks I am required to inform you that you are not supposed to discuss the relief station." Both of them looked surprised. "I thought it was just a treatment that each of us received?" Marvin said looking at Epsilon. "It is, but residents should not discuss what goes on inside the relief station. Treatment is on a subject to subject basis and should be kept private." "Oh." Marvin said looking embarrassed. "Sorry Jasmine. I guess I almost said something that would make me look foolish." Jasmine smiled at him. "It's ok." Marvin exited the Life Support desk and Jasmine took her seat. She noticed that power output from the solar panels was now at 100%. "Hmmmm, looks like Albert had a successful spacewalk yesterday." She said to no one in particular. She spent most of her shift going from screen to screen running tests on each of the life support systems on board the space station and then running tests on each of their redundant backup systems. Rarely did she find a problem but when she did, she would schedule maintenance on that system. If it was something that was critical to their survival it got moved to the top of the priority list. However because of all of the redundant backups there was really nothing that needed immediate attention. The end of her shift came quicker than she realized and soon the next person on the rotation tapped her on the shoulder. Her name was Caroline. She was a short brown haired woman with a slightly curvier figure than Jasmine. Her wider hips and larger breasts didn't seem to faze Jasmine one bit though. The two women sat and chatted for a minute or two before Jasmine brought Caroline up to speed on the goings on of the life support system. Once she was done briefing Caroline she packed up and headed to the break room to get her things. It wasn't till she left her work area and was walking back to her apartment to get ready for recreation and socializing that Epsilon once again appeared in front of her. "Jasmine, I have been monitoring your vitals and I do have some good news." "Oh, and what is that Epsilon?" "You are 100% healthy. You are simply in need of a visit to the Relief Station." "Oh, how lucky. I finally get to see what this place is all about." "I am confident you will enjoy yourself. All of the inhabitants look forward to their visits to the Relief Station, however I do urge you to keep your experience there confidential, as I told Marvin earlier." "Of course, Epsilon. I won't mention anything." All the inhabitants of Epsilon 53 carried a small tablet with them at all times. They did everything from entertainment, organization, scheduling, and communications and of course they had a built in map of Epsilon 53 and a directions program. Jasmine pulled out her tablet and was not surprised to see that Epsilon had already placed a marker on her map to direct her to the Relief Station. She found the little booth with the changing room built into it. As she walked in, Epsilon's voice came onto the overhead speakers. "Welcome to the Relief Station. The room you are currently in is the changing room. You may go ahead and disrobe whenever you feel ready to proceed into the Relief Station." "I uh... I have to take my clothes off?" She asked sounding a little skeptical. "I assure you, you will not be harmed in any way. All of the inhabitants thoroughly enjoy their visits to the Relief Station. If you follow the instructions, I promise you will be pleased with your experience." "Well, ok. As long as I'm not going to be hurt." She said. She took off her clothes slowly. "You heard Marvin speaking about how much he was looking forward to his visit. He was cautious at first too. Now just listen to how he talks of going to the Relief Station." Jasmine thought about this. She didn't want to be a burden to the team. And Epsilon took very good care of all of the inhabitants. If he suggested she needed to go through whatever treatment the Relief Station performed than she probably needed to do it. Her bra and panties were the last to come off. Like the other inhabitants she had no hair on her body from her ears down, none except for her hair from her scalp of course. She was unsure why, but being naked somewhere other than her bathroom at her apartment made her feel strangely tingly. She felt both exposed and excited at the same time. "Please proceed into the Relief Station and lie down on the table." She walked into the booth and did as she was told. As she lay down on the table a holographic image appeared in front of her. On it was a diagram of a female body that was also naked. "The following is an introduction to Relief Station procedure. This is only shown on your first visit to the Relief Station. After this you will know what to do every time you visit the Relief Station. Scientists have discovered that in the human body there are certain hormones that can build up over time. As the concentration of these hormones gets higher and higher a person can experience mood swings, trouble sleeping, loss of focus and even depression. Because of this, the Relief Station was created. Through a simple and rather relaxing process your body is purged of these hormones in a natural way. During your short time in the Relief Station you will notice several devices approaching your body. Do not be alarmed as these devices are meant to cause pleasure and eventually aid in releasing the negative hormones in your body. All you need to do is lay back and relax." Space Station Epsilon 53 Pt. 01 Jasmine had no idea that there was nothing scientific about what had just been said to her in Epsilon's monotone voice. The fact was the recording was played back to every single inhabitant, male or female in order to get them to relax and allow the robotic arms to work their wonders on their bodies. She lay there and even closed her eyes so that she wouldn't see what was going to happen next. "Direct your attention to the holographic image one more time, please inhabitant." Her eyes snapped open and she looked up at the image hovering over her. Once again the image was of a woman's body laying naked on the table. "Place your legs in the same position as the person in the image, please inhabitant." The image in front of her showed the woman on the table placing her feet up closer to her buttocks and allowing her legs to open wide. Jasmine mirrored what the woman in the image did. A robotic arm extended out of the wall. At the end of its multi jointed appendage was a single silver sphere about two inches in diameter. The arm moved until it was hanging out over Jasmine's body with the silver ball hovering over her crotch. The ball began to vibrate slowly as it lowered down towards her body. She couldn't tell but also as it lowered the ball became covered with a thin layer of lubricating gel. The ball came to rest right in between the lips of her vulva. At its start it landed directly in between the entrance to her vagina and her clitoris. Slowly the ball began to move towards the right side of her vulva, the arm pressing down just enough on the ball to cause the vibrations to reverberate deep into the tissue of her outer labia. Jasmine gasped as the ball first came into contact with her skin. Up until this point she was not certain what was going to happen to her and her first instincts told her to jump off the table and run. But a strange trust in the recommendations of Epsilon and the eagerness of her fellow inhabitants to visit the Relief Station had been just enough to keep her planted on the table. Now as a feeling of pleasure and euphoria began to wash over her body she couldn't help but relax and allow the device to continue its task. The ball had been moving clockwise around her vulva and already it was nearing the entrance to her vagina. Her inner and outer labia were swelling with blood as she became more and more aroused. They had nearly doubled in size and her inner labia became bright red in color as she gave into the vibrations of the little silver ball. As the ball reached the opening of her vagina the arm placed more pressure on the pulsing little sphere so that she could feel its massaging waves deep inside of her body. It remained in contact with the opening of her vessel for quite some time before it continued its clockwise path around her vulva. By the time the little vibrating ball reached her clitoris, Jasmine was not even aware of a second robotic arm moving out of the wall. This one was equipped with a long, 1 inch thick, cylinder with a slightly upturned nodule on the end of it. The nodule was slightly thicker than the rest of the cylinder as the robotic arm moved up between Jasmine's feet. The cylinder turned so that the slight offshoot of the nodule pointed upwards towards the ceiling of the booth. Now Jasmine's natural juices were already starting to run out of her ever so slightly. As the little vibrating ball finally came to rest on top of the shaft of her clitoris, the robotic arm once again applied extra pressure to ensure the vibrations penetrated deep. Jasmine's eyes were closed tightly as she moaned again and again. She gasped for air as her hips seemed to press her body upwards towards the little silver ball. She didn't even notice the cylinder moving past the space between her knees and level with the opening of her vagina. As the nodule at end of the cylinder came to rest against the opening of her vagina she simply thought it was a second vibrating sphere. She even didn't bother to look down between her legs to see what was going on. This device had also coated itself with lubricating gel as it made its way towards Jasmine's body. Now it slowly slid inside of her vagina until sensors guided by ultrasound indicated that it was in contact with her G spot. The whole length of the cylinder was coated in a quarter inch thick layer of silicone to increase comfort while it was inside of a human vagina. Jasmine couldn't help but allow the thing to enter her. She couldn't believe how good it felt as it parted her labia and pressed against the walls of her vagina. Now as she felt the pressure of the nodule against what felt like the most sensitive part inside her she started to think it couldn't possibly feel any better. And then the cylinder inside of her began to vibrate as well. The little vibrating sphere on her clitoris would have been enough to make her cum. Now that the two devices seemed to be vibrating in perfect harmony it didn't take long at all for Jasmine's body to reach a crescendo. To her, she had from the beginning been aware of a slight tingling sensation building up between her legs. Now it was an acute throbbing sensation that seemed to explode from her pussy and travel like waves through her body out to her very arms and legs. Her legs extended downwards towards the end of the table and her hands clutched futilely at the bare top of the table. Her upper body shook as she twisted and turned until after what seemed like an eternity the devices ceased their vibrations. The cylinder withdrew from her body and the little silver ball rose up and folded back up with its arm into the wall. For a long time Jasmine lay there with her eyes closed and her face pointed towards the ceiling. Her legs had gone completely numb and she was worried if she got up now she would only be able to flop down onto the floor. When she opened her eyes the holographic head of Epsilon was directly in front of her face. A smirk was drawn across the face of the AI. "Are you worried about visiting the Relief Room anymore Jasmine?" "No." She managed to say. "I look forward to my next visit." `Jasmine had been the last person out of the twenty to have her first visit to the relief station. Now everyone on Epsilon 53 was a frequent visitor of the little booths. The people conducting the experiment found that the inhabitant's visits were about as often as any survey conducted on Earth concerning how often people masturbated. Women went to the relief room 3-6 times a month. Men went 2-5 times a week. April, the oldest female aboard the station visited the booth the most out of the women at about 2 times a week. And three of the 18 year old males all tied at a visit a day each for the most frequent visitors on the male roster. Day 73 of Experiment All subjects behaving normally. All vital signs are green. Something had been bothering Jasmine. She had been to the Relief Station 7 times since her first visit. It had been something that had happened the first day she had gone to the booth. For some reason she couldn't get the thought of Epsilon telling her she couldn't talk to Marvin about what happened inside the booth. Ever since her first visit to the Relief Station she had been captivated by what had gone on inside there. If it was so wonderful for her she was dying to know what happened to others when they visited. What was so wrong about talking about what happened inside the booth? She noticed if one of them had a good game of racquetball they were allowed to talk about that during social time or in between shifts at their work stations. What happened to her inside of the Relief Station was nothing short of magical. She wanted to go singing through the streets every time she left the Relief Station and yet she knew if she did, Epsilon would appear and scold her. There was one thing she needed to know first and foremost. She noticed that out of the 20 inhabitants of Epsilon 53 there was a definite segregation that was occurring. Men and women were allowed to talk to each other, but they were kept meticulously separate when it came to their sleeping quarters. Even the separation they had from each other was quite puzzling. She lived in an apartment building with 3 other women. They each had their own separate apartment and yet Jasmine had begun to notice that she sometimes wished she had someone to talk to during rest time. Even as she lay in bed 30 minutes before she had to wake up she was laying there thinking about all of this. She was going to rebel. Already she had one thing she wanted to know more than anything else. And she was going to find out on her own. Space Station Epsilon 53 Pt. 02 Day 91 of Experiment Galapagos Class Shuttle Assigned to Space Station Epsilon 53 A social scientist named Gihren stared at a monitor for a few moments before he looked out the window to his left. The shuttle had been circling Epsilon 53 for the past 70 days. The shuttle would return home after a 12 hour flight that took it from the nearby Space Station Epsilon 54. Most of the flight consisted of the shuttle orbiting Epsilon 53 while the scientists on board gathered data that the AI gathered. They were looking for overall stress levels of the inhabitants, number of hours worked, number of hours spent asleep and so forth. They could drill into the data on an individual basis or could get averages of the miniature society as a whole. So far things were looking wonderful. The group of inhabitants as a whole were performing splendidly. They worked as a group. They interacted well with one another. They increased their skill sets by attending classes on board the station, and they seemed to remain focused on improving their little society overall. But something in the data had caught Gihren's eye. He drilled into the vitals of a specific inhabitant. Jasmine had just exited the Relief Station and yet her stress levels were still high. Gihren rewound the footage of Jasmine inside the Relief Station. He brought up her heart rate and a few other key stats while the Relief Station vibrated and massaged her genitals. Her heart rate rose and her breathing increased to a beautiful crescendo, indicating she had reached a climax. Yet moments afterwards her stress level seemed higher than ever as she exited the Relief Station. Another scientist stooped over Gihren's shoulder. "Everything all right here?" Gihren shook his head. "I think we have our first anomaly." "What makes you think she is straying from the experiment's parameters?" "Well, this inhabitant doesn't seem to be responding to visits to the relief station." "Do we need to adjust her treatment while she is inside the booth?" "I don't think so. Readings indicate she is having top notch releases while inside the relief station, often 4 or 5 in a single visit. The problem is moments after she leaves the booth her tension levels shoot right back up to an alarming level." "Well, I would love to tell you to intervene but I'm afraid it wouldn't be much of an experiment if we did. We can't remove her. That would just further botch our data. Monitor her closely. Let me know if any other inhabitants start to exhibit the same symptoms." Jasmine stumbled out of the relief station. It had been her third visit this week. The Artificial Intelligence named Epsilon had been sending her to the Relief Station every day after work now. Not only that but it seemed as if the "treatments" she received inside the booth were getting more and more intense. She had "Released" so hard this visit that she was wishing she had waited a little while before she had put her clothes back on and left. Her legs felt like two long hefty bags full of jell-O. And yet already her mind was craving more. As she made her way to her apartment she already felt herself getting anxious. She didn't want to spend the night in her apartment by herself. She hated sitting in her tiny living area watching her entertainment box. There was nothing very entertaining about it. It usually just transmitted programs about her job and how to perform better. She reached her building and started to walk up the stairs. As she reached the narrow hallway that led to her room she noticed foot steps behind her. Her neighbor, Angeline was walking up the stairs behind her. "Hey Angeline." Jasmine said. "Oh, hey." "You seem to be calling it an early night as well, huh?" Angeline wrinkled her brow. "Well, of course Jasmine. It's the end of my social time. I have to report to my living area and get some rest." Jasmine looked Angeline up and down. She was slightly shorter than Jasmine with a slim yet slightly curvy build. Her hips were well proportioned with her strong athletic legs and her waist sloped inward and then outward again to her C sized breasts. Her brown hair was short and fell just below her ears but somehow the haircut seemed to cause her large brown eyes to appear even bigger than they actually were. Jasmine jerked her attention back up to Angeline's face. "I uh, guess I just didn't get enough social time today. Could I come sit with you for a little while?" Angeline's face turned to look at the ground. "I guess so. I've never seen any of the other inhabitants inside each other's living quarters." The floating holographic face of Epsilon appeared in between the two women. "It is not recommended that inhabitants occupy the same living area. I suggest the two of you return to your separate dormitories and get some rest." "I'm not really tired Epsilon. I promise I won't cause any trouble in Angeline's apartment." The hologram turned static for a second and then blinked back into a clear image of the face the inhabitants had grown to know as their only authority on board the Space Station. "I cannot prevent you from entering each other's living areas but for your own personal health I do not recommend it." Angeline looked at Jasmine with a panicked expression. "Jasmine, maybe you should just go back to your dorm." Jasmine's face fell. She did not want to be alone tonight and she could see her opportunity fading away. "I really need to talk to you about something Angeline. I will only be a minute." She walked quickly past the floating holographic head of Epsilon and brushed past Angeline as well. She ducked into Angeline's apartment before she could even open her own door. The apartments on Epsilon 53 only locked once the inhabitant assigned to it was inside and winding down for the night. Angeline walked reluctantly into the apartment behind Jasmine. "Um, what did you need to talk about Jazz?" Jasmine stood there in front of Angeline thinking about how she was going to approach this topic. She flipped her long red hair as she turned the issue over and over in her head. She sat down on the couch so as to appear less aggressive to her fellow inhabitant. "What do you think about most of the day?" "I'm not sure what you are asking." "What keeps you going from day to day? What are you working towards here on Epsilon 53?" "The well-being of the Station. That's what I am working towards." "Yes but what are you trying to accomplish personally." "The same thing I said before. Others like us that are not on this station are depending on us to prove we can live here and be successful." "Then what makes you happy?" Angeline thought for a moment. "Well, I do enjoy my visits to the Relief Station. I also enjoy social time with the other inhabitants." Knowing full well that she was going to cause another intervention from Epsilon, Jasmine went ahead and asked anyway. "What happens to you inside the Relief Station?" Angeline's face turned bright red as the holographic floating head appeared in the middle of the dorm room. "Inhabitants should not discuss what happens inside the Relief Station." "Oh Epsilon, Why don't you just disappear?!!" Jasmine cried. To her surprise the hologram fizzled out of existence right before their very eyes. Angeline looked over at Jasmine in disbelief. "I didn't know you could do that." "Me neither." Jasmine said. She hardly cared about what had just happened with the AI. She leaned forward and asked Angeline again. "What happens to you inside the Relief Station? I am dying to know. I want to know if the same thing that happens to me happens to everyone else." Angeline's face was still blushing. "Well, I take off my clothes." "Yeah." Jasmine said moving closer to Angeline. "I lay down on the table inside the booth. And this little metal ball starts to vibrate and move around on this part of my body." Angeline pointed between her legs as she said this. She was standing in the middle of the floor in front of Jasmine at this point. "What else happens?" Jasmine said. She had already gotten to her feet and was unknowingly moving closer to Angeline. "Uh, well, I, uh I guess this other thing sort of moves in between my legs. It's not a little round ball though, it is more like a long metal thing and it...well it..." "Does it slide inside of you?" Angeline sank away from Jasmine into an easy chair across from the couch Jasmine had been sitting on. She turned her face so that she didn't have to look at Jasmine as she answered. "Yes, it goes inside of me. And it vibrates as well. It makes me feel so good that I feel like I reach a point that I can't possibly feel any better. Then all at once my body starts to shake and I can't control myself. I start to push myself against the vibrating devices as if it will cause the feelings to get more intense, and yet they are so intense already that I can hardly stand it. Then it all stops." Jasmine dropped to her knees in front of Angeline. "The very same thing happens to me. Next question." Angeline slowly turned her head back so that she could look into Jasmine's eyes. "What do you think everyone looks like underneath their jump suits?" Angeline's eyes grew wide as she thought about this question. Angeline and Jasmine stood inside her tiny bedroom. Both of them were wearing their standard issue Space Station jumpsuits and they each faced each other and were about 6 feet apart. They each began to unzip their jumpsuits from their necks down to their crotch. As they finished unzipping they each slid their arms out of the suits and allowed the coveralls to drop to the ground around their feet. Each of them wore a pair of plain white panties and a white bra that used space age materials to provide the support that each girl needed. "Do we take these off too?" Angeline asked. "Only if you want to." Jasmine said sliding her bra over the top of her head. Already she was starting to get the same feeling she got whenever she first stepped into the Relief Room. Angeline slipped her bra over her head as well and the two girls hooked their thumbs into the waistband of their own panties and bent over to drop them to the floor. Angeline stared at Jasmine's naked body. She couldn't believe how beautiful she was standing there without her jumpsuit on. Angeline could feel her own body beginning to moisten as she thought about something besides a cold metal ball touching her skin. "Well, it looks like there isn't a whole lot of difference in our bodies. But why do you think they keep us separate from the inhabitants that don't have, um, these." Angeline pointed at her breasts. "I don't know. There has to be a difference in our bodies that they don't want us to know about." The two girls looked at each other. "Who do you think THEY are?" Jasmine asked. "I guess they are people like us that want to see if we can survive as a group." "Or maybe it is just Epsilon that is watching us." "My next question is, do we need the Relief Station to get a release? Maybe we could just get one from each other." Angeline looked a little embarrassed. "To be honest, up until just now, I never thought of getting a release from anything other than the Relief Station." "Should we see if we can get the same results that we do from the booth?" They both seemed to turn in unison towards Angeline's bed. Gihren grasped two handfuls of his hair and began to pull outwards from his scalp. He had to do something. The whole experiment was going to shit right before his very eyes. He wanted to bring it to someone's attention but he was so turned on by what he was seeing that he couldn't get up from his work space. His own cock pressed hard against his jump suit and it was obvious he had an erection even while he was sitting down. He bit his lip and continued to watch the monitor in front of him. Data on each woman was floating next to their bodies like stats on a sports news channel. Each woman's heartrate was steadily rising. Both of their body temperatures rose slightly and their breathing seemed to quicken. Angeline sat down on the bed. "Lay down on your back like you do in the Relief Station. Keep your feet up near your buttocks and open your legs so I can touch you more easily." She said to Jasmine. Jasmine did as she was instructed and Angeline scooted over so that she was sitting next to Jasmine's hips on the bed. She turned so that she had her right arm facing Jasmine's body and her own torso was facing Jasmine's feet. Then she leaned over the other inhabitant's tummy so that she had good access to what was below her waist. With her rib cage resting on Jasmine's mid-section, Angeline had both hands free to touch Jasmine however she pleased. She started with a slight experiment. "My fingers don't vibrate, but I can try rubbing circles around this part of you like the little metal ball does." Jasmine was already intoxicated by the closeness and comfort of having another person's warmth pressing against her. She could feel Angeline breathing and the smoothness of her skin pressed against her stomach made her feel more complete than she ever had before. "I don't care what you do. It already feels amazing just having another person close to me." Angeline smiled at this statement as she reached down with her pointer finger on her right hand. She pressed the pad of her finger into the soft smooth flesh of Jasmine's outer labia. She felt Jasmine draw in a breath underneath her as her hand first touched her. She began to drag her fingertip in a clockwise motion just as the metal ball in the booth had done to her. Angeline's fingers were so soft and warm compared to the cold metal of the devices in the Relief Station. Just the feeling of a new more comfortable touch was starting to heighten Jasmine's arousal level. Angeline noticed that Jasmine was built much like she was. She had never really touched herself down there out of fear Epsilon would appear and scold her. Now she noticed that Jasmine had large outer lips between her legs that were bordered by smaller inner folds that all seemed to frame a small protrusion at the top of the whole flower-bloom looking arrangement. At the bottom she could see a slight pink opening that glistened with moisture as she continued to stroke her fingers across all of it. The folds seemed to grow larger in size as her finger pressed into them again and again and already Jasmine was beginning to moan softly. Angeline couldn't help but press her finger into the moisture that was now dripping out of Jasmine. She remembered that the little vibrating ball was usually slick against her skin as it touched her and she felt it would only heighten Jasmine's pleasure if she could get her finger slick as well. Angeline took both of her hands and grasped each of the pairs of labia between Jasmines legs and began to roll them between her thumb and fore finger. Jasmine's body shook beneath her and Angeline quickly tried to think of something else to do to keep her partner on track towards a release. She remembered how the little ball had come to rest on the top part of her own crotch and how the vibrations focused in that spot seemed to take her over the edge. She moved her right pointer finger up to what was Jasmine's clitoral hood. She of course didn't know what it was called but she knew it was the most sensitive part of her own body and she wanted to push Jasmine to a release. Her left hand moved down to the opening where she remembered the long cylinder usually slid in when she was in the booth. Her middle finger slipped inside Jasmine easily and she began to stroke against the top of her vagina. Her finger pressed into the soft tissue inside Jasmine as if she was trying to poke her pubic area from the inside, all the while her other finger rubbed a circular motion on top of the shaft of Jasmine's clitoris. Jasmine had never felt such an intense pleasure. Even the Relief Station with all of its high tech devices couldn't recreate the touch of another human being. She felt as if she was melting into Angeline's body as it rested on top of her. Her hips began to shake and she developed a natural thrusting rhythm as her pelvis began to push upwards. Her abdominal muscles flexed underneath Angeline's side as she reached a bed shaking climax. Angeline kept her hands glued to their places on Jasmine's body and continued to rub her no matter how much she squirmed. To her delight she felt her partner's muscles tighten again and again and her body didn't cease from shaking for what seemed like an eternity. Finally Jasmine cried out that she couldn't handle being touched anymore. Angeline lifted her hands away and Jasmine gasped. "I just became way too sensitive after that last release. I would have passed out if you had continued." Angeline laughed. "That was the most fun I have had on this station since I can remember. What do you want to do now?" "I want to see if I can make you do the same thing." Jasmine said pushing Angeline down onto her back. The two women went to sleep with Jasmine's arms wrapped around Angeline's neck. Angeline slept with her back pressed into Jasmine's chest and stomach. Never had Jasmine felt so not alone. She couldn't imagine sleeping by herself ever again. When she woke in the morning she felt as if she had gotten three days' worth of sleep all in one night. Gihren had turned off the monitor. He was in a mixture of thoughts as he was excited by what he had been seeing in front of him but at the same time, the whole experiment was being derailed before his eyes. Now that he had turned off the monitor he was doing his best to think about sports and other non-erotic things so that his erection would subside enough to alert someone. Once he had things in his pants returned to normal he waved to one of the other scientists. "We have a major problem." He said. The scientist he had gotten the attention of walked over to his station and looked at his monitor. The camera he now had on his screen showed a couple of the male inhabitants playing racquetball. "Doesn't look like a problem to me." The scientist said. "No, not that." Gihren said pushing some buttons on his computer. "THAT." He pointed at the monitor now that it was once again a camera shot of Angeline's bedroom. The monitor showed Jasmine with both of her hands rubbing away at Angeline's vulva as Angeline held her own face in her hands and seemed to be in the throes of her own orgasms. The other scientist's eyes grew wide. "Oh my. That's not supposed to happen at all. Why didn't you alert us when the two inhabitants were inside the same dorm room?" Gihren's face turned bright red. "I uh, I just noticed this was happening after it was too late." The other scientist shook his head. "Yeah I bet." "What should I do now?" "This is what we will call the spark." The scientist looking over Gihren's shoulder said. "Now all we can do is watch as this wildfire spreads through our attempt at a perfect society." Angeline and Jasmine went to their separate work stations. Angeline worked on the opposite side of the space station from Jasmine. They planned to meet after work to act out the next part of their exploration. Albert exited the airlock and fired his air boosters on his space suit. He looked out over the vastness of space at the infinite expanse of the vacuum. The closest planet to the Space Station was Earth but it was so far away that it looked to be about the size of a grapefruit from where Albert was floating. His mission for the day was to inspect where several unknown objects had impacted the armored hull of the Space Station. Space Station Epsilon 53 Pt. 02 The impact area was outlined by red circles on a display on the visor of his helmet and he directed his suit towards his target. His mission briefing said that there was no internal threat to the station and that he was simply to survey the damage to the plating and decide if any repairs would need to be made. As he neared the impact area he activated the magnets on the bottom of his boots. His thrusters on his suit pivoted upwards and pushed him back towards the stations surface. As soon as he was within a few feet of the metal armor of the Space Station his boots pulled him down and connected to the station with a loud "CLANG". The unknown objects had barely even scratched the paint on Epsilon 53's outer wall. He made a quick recording saying, "No structural damage to report." Then he released the magnets on his boots and pointed his air boosters downward to blast himself back into orbit around the station. Once he was back on the side of the station where the maintenance air lock was located, he once again turned his boosters upwards to push himself back towards the station. The AI known as Epsilon had already notified him of an appointment at the Relief Station. He could feel himself growing aroused at the thought of getting off of his work shift and getting all of the tension drained out of him by the gentle pumping of the tube inside the booth. Albert made his way down the street to his assigned Relief Station. As far as he could tell, the inhabitants were only sent one at a time to the Relief Station. He recalled that he never actually saw anyone else around when it was his turn to go inside the booth. Yet as he approached the Relief Station he always went to he noticed two women were standing in front of the door. "Uh, hello fellow inhabitants." Albert said. He recognized one of the girls as Jasmine. He sometimes got reports from her whenever there was a threat to the life support system. If it was something that needed to be fixed from outside the stations atmosphere it was Jasmine that contacted Albert to tell him the location of the system. "Hello there." Jasmine said. "Did Epsilon tell you it was time to visit the Relief Station?" "Well, I don't think I am supposed to discuss when it is my turn at the Relief Station." "Is that what Epsilon told you?" Angeline asked with a smile on her face. "Well, I have heard him appear and tell other inhabitants that." "Then how come he hasn't appeared and told us anything right now?" Albert looked around. The one time he had seen the Artificial Intelligence appear and warn against discussing the Relief Station it had appeared almost as soon as the Station had been mentioned. The girls had clearly mentioned the Relief Station already and yet Epsilon had not appeared. Jasmine spoke up this time. "It's because we have already deactivated him. Epsilon won't bother us. Now do you mind if we watch what happens to you in that booth?" "I guess it isn't a big deal. I don't think the inhabitants are supposed to see each other without our jumpsuits on but if you think it is ok, come on in." Albert said reluctantly. The thought of going against what seemed like the very way their society had been designed to run worried Albert but the thought of someone watching him inside the Relief Station excited him in a new and different way. As the three of them stepped inside the booth it was obvious that the Relief Station had only been designed to fit one person comfortably. It was quite cramped inside the changing room so the two girls stepped into the main chamber where the table and the robotic arms were located. Albert remained inside the changing room where he stripped off his clothes and took one last big breath as he thought about how he had never been in front of another inhabitant without his clothes on. "It will be no different than the last time you went to the Relief Station." Albert said to himself. "There are just people watching you get a release. It's no big deal at all." He stepped towards the door to the booth and it hissed as it opened automatically. Angeline and Jasmine stood on each side of the table. Both of their eyes jerked to Albert's body as he stepped into the room. He looked at both of them and immediately realized they had both stripped off their clothes and were standing inside the booth as naked as he was. "No wonder we are kept separate from the inhabitants that are like Albert here. These types of inhabitants have a cylindrical device of their own." Jasmine said looking down between Albert's legs. "Only his device is much bigger than the one on the robotic arm." Angeline said pointing at the cylinder that was attached to a robotic arm that was currently retracted against the wall. "I doubt it vibrates though." Jasmine said. "But then again, our fingers don't vibrate and we caused each other to release quite nicely." "You caused each other to release?" Albert said looking confused. "Yep. I spent the night at Angeline's living quarters and we did to each other what the Relief Station does to us, only we used our fingers." "What does the Relief Station do to you? Maybe we could do it instead?" Angeline said looking Albert over from head to toe. "Well I guess I could lay down and let it do its thing and you guys could see if you could recreate it." Albert said scratching his head. He laid down on table. All of this attention on him had ensured that his penis was not only hard and erect but was actually twitching slightly to the rhythm of his pulse. "Ok, Epsilon, I'm ready for a release." There was no answer. The robotic arms remained motionless as Albert lay there awaiting their magical touch. "Did you guys say that you deactivated Epsilon?" Albert said staring at the ceiling. "Yup. Whenever he appeared and told us to vacate the premises, we simply told him to deactivate and he disappeared." "Well, if Epsilon is gone, I guess that means he can't activate the Relief Station." Jasmine walked up next to the table and placed her hand on Albert's stomach. "Then perhaps we can be your Relief Station. What exactly does the Booth do to you to cause you to release?" Albert was getting so aroused he could barely form a good sentence. That and he was embarrassed to explain the goings on inside the Relief Station in regards to his own private parts. "Well...uh...that, um, that thing over there." His incomplete sentence fell out of his mouth in bursts as he pointed towards the tube on the end of another robotic arm. "That kind of, goes over this part of me." He managed to point at his still throbbing penis as it stood tall over his body. "Mmmmm, and then what does it do?" Jasmine asked. "It squeezes around me and starts to move up and down. After a while it gets faster and faster until my body releases." "It's different from the way the booth causes us to release but clearly our bodies are built differently." Angeline said walking up next to the table Albert was laying on but on the other side from Jasmine. Each girl was now standing on one side of Albert's body. "That cylinder sure is shaped a lot like this part of our friend here." Jasmine said pointing first at the cylinder that was on the end of the robotic arm and then at Albert's penis. He now had a little dribble of pre cum oozing out of the tip of his cock as Jasmine pointed at it. "Do you think we could get that inside of us like the cylinder goes inside of us?" "I have to find out." Angeline said climbing up on top of the table. She brought herself up on the table by hiking one leg up onto the side of the table that Albert's body was not occupying. Then she threw her other leg up and over his body so that once she was on top of the table she was also sitting with her pussy planted on top of Albert's stomach and her legs on either side of his hips. With her back to his penis Angeline sat there thinking of what to do next. Jasmine moved back to the side of the table so that she could easily reach over and take hold of Albert's penis right at the base where it was attached to his body. "Lean forward so that I can stick his device inside of you Angeline." Jasmine commanded. Angeline did as she was told and as she leaned forward Jasmine saw that her opening now lined up perfectly with Albert's fleshy version of the booth's cylindrical device. Jasmine kept one hand on Albert's penis and placed her other hand on Angeline's hip to guide her backwards. The head of Albert's cock pressed against the entrance to Angeline's vagina. "Go slow Angeline." Jasmine said. "His device is way bigger than the one the booth uses." Angeline relaxed and let her body sag backwards. As she did so her vagina parted and the head of Albert's penis slid inside of her just past his frenulum. Albert let out a sigh as he felt Angeline's body clench around him. "The tube never felt this warm and tight. And it certainly didn't squeeze and release over and over again like you are." He managed to say as he was trying to catch his breath. "I'm not trying to squeeze you." Angeline said. "My body just started pulsing and I am not sure why. What does the Relief Station do to you next?" "He said it moves up and down until he releases. Try moving your body up and down on his device." Jasmine said. "Oh yeah, I should have remembered him saying that but I can't think too clearly right now." Angeline said. She started to lift herself up and down causing Albert's penis to thrust in and out of her. She could feel her body parting around him with each push. She felt so full with him inside her verses the booths vibrating device that she didn't even care that there wasn't a vibration coming from Albert's penis. Albert reached up and grasped both of Angeline's hips with his hands. He began to push her down harder than she was thrusting on her own. With his guidance she increased the pace of her up and down movement and the force with which she pressed her body down on his shaft. "That's exactly how Epsilon does it!" Albert cried. "This is a million times better though." "I couldn't agree more!" Angeline shouted. "I'm going to release so hard!" Albert could feel her moisture pouring out of her all around him. Her body continued to squeeze him again and again with each thrust. However now it seemed that her body clenched down on him once for every three or so thrusts now that they had quickened the pace. Albert could feel the head of his cock starting to throb as a feeling of sheer pleasure began to build up throughout his entire penis. Angeline felt his device begin to quake inside of her and she was suddenly aware of a hot liquid being pumped into her body. At the same instant her pussy reached the pinnacle of its own throbbing sensations that it seemed to be radiating throughout her person. She collapsed forward as his juices continued to surge inside of her. As soon as Angeline lifted herself off of Albert a mixture of their juices seemed to pour out of her. The three of them got dressed in the larger room that contained the table instead of trying to squeeze into the changing room. The whole thing had been so incredible that Jasmine wasn't even disappointed she didn't get a turn on Albert's device. She didn't need it right away anyhow. She now knew that all of the inhabitants like Albert had a device of their own and she couldn't wait to get her hands on one of them. Gihren pointed at the screen. "You mean to tell me you don't want to do anything to stop this?" He said to the other scientist that had watched the whole event over his shoulder. The scientist that was standing over him thought for a moment and then spoke up. "That's the whole point of watching the natural events of a controlled environment. If you interfere too much then you contaminate the data. If we remove the three of them then we are artificially changing the results of our experiment. We set up this control society to see if we could create a way to regulate its inhabitant's sexual urges without the use of chemicals. We thought we could make them crave the 'Relief Station'. We thought we could make them view the 'Relief Station' the way normal human beings view other human beings of the gender they are attracted to. It looks like we were wrong." "What should I do then?" "Now that these three have planted a seed of human sexuality. All we can do is watch it grow. The next question we have to ask is this: How long before everyone in this society is seeking out the touch of one another instead of the touch of the 'Relief Station'?" "So our experiment isn't a total loss?" Gihren asked looking up at the other scientist. "Oh not even close. Our experiment has simply changed direction. Let us see what happens next."