Perfect Creation - Sex Stories

Perfect Creation

... the blinds, letting sunlight in, and turning on the holographic television. A news report was on, the female newscaster was in mid sentence when she appeared as a hologram, “…making this the third star system at which an Earth vessel has arrived. Sirius is 8.6 years away and we can expect…” Adam looked out his window admiring the vast green landscape from four miles above. He smiled, thinking how wonderful his day had been. A slight nervousness came over him. He was fearful this android woman that was being created for him might not like him. He regretted not asking Dr. Fong about that possibility – blaming his forgetfulness on nerves. “Meanwhile, reports are coming in from the Alpha Centauri system. The android crew is happy and is looking forward to exploring the tiny planet that...” the news reporter droned on in the background. Adam entered his small kitchen to retrieve a nutrient packet. It contained a medium size pill with a small cup of gel-like white substance. The corporation provided all residents with everything they would ever need. Adam sat, eating his meal, enjoying the full feeling it would provide him until tomorrow. Everyone worked for the corporation – the only one on Earth. Engineers, scientists, mechanics, all worked together for the sole purpose of repairing damage done to the planet by previous generations and one day leaving Earth and exploring the galaxy; a lofty goal that required baby steps. Adam directed his attention back to the news report ...

... hologram, “…which marks the 700 year anniversary of our successful Martian colonies. In other news, the Kuiper Space Station in orbit around Neptune has…” The rest of the evening was filled with playing holographic games and watching more news reports. The next morning Adam caught the train to North America. It took close to eight hours to arrive. A weather modifier had broken and the first tornado in decades appeared, causing damage to a forest. No one was injured since there were no cylindrical cities in the North American Nature Preserve which spanned from the Gulf of Mexico up to the Hudson Bay. Adam, alone, repaired the modifiers that had broken down. He loved the peace and quiet, but deep down he was getting more and more nervous as the days went by. A week later, after finishing his final repairs, he knew his solitude in the wilderness would end. His large tent collapsed into a small piece of cloth, his tools, folding into small cubes, all fit nicely in his back pack, Adam made his way back to civilization. Another week passed, still no word from Dr. Fong. Adam was working at the North Pole, uninstalling machinery that helped refreeze most of the melted ice. His doubts were catching up to him. The following week he was performing maintenance on a machine that sped up the removal of greenhouse gases from Earth’s atmosphere. As he was finishing his job he decided to call Dr. Fong, his nerves getting the best of him. “Hi, Doctor, it’s me,” He said into the mobile device he wore ...