A Sexy Romp Through Space-Time - Sex Stories

A Sexy Romp Through Space-Time

... time, mankind has launched thousands of ships into space. In every single case, at least one wizard has been on board from the initial launch until the ship was retired or destroyed. In the case of larger ships, such as the Enterprise, there is usually an entire cabal aboard to help with the logistics involved in keeping everything running correctly.” “So this ship is actually run by magic?” Hermione asked incredulously. “Not completely, no.” Data replied. “Most of the tech actually works without your magic.” “Indeed,” Guinan agreed, “other than the so called 'warp drive engines'. Those are pretty much entirely magical in nature. They blatantly ignore several laws of physics and more than one person has pointed out that they do not make much sense. However, they work so well that most muggles don't ask too many questions and accept whatever nonsense we spoon feed them on the subject.” “Okay, I've got the idea. Now, the real question is, can you help me get back home?” Hermione asked. “I believe so, but it is going to take a bit of help from the rest of the cabal. Why don't you go clean up a bit and then we can go meet them?” Guinan suggested archly. Suddenly Hermione remembered just how ripe she was smelling, as well as how empty her stomach happened to be. “Good idea, I'll take a shower if you want to point me in the right direction. Is there any chance I can get something to eat as well?” “I am sure that can be arranged.” Data replied. “The facilities are through that door ...

... on your left. Simply disrobe and step into the bathing cubicle. The computer will do the rest.” With just a bit of trepidation, Hermione walked towards the door the android had indicated. It opened with a feint hissing sound as she approached and she stepped across the threshold. The futuristic restroom was actually comfortingly familiar in that a way. There was a sink and a toilet as well as a paneled side area that was clearly meant to be the shower. Everything had the same streamlined sci-fi look as the rest of Data's chambers with its metal walls and spartan functionality but at least she knew what everything was for and could figure out how to operate it. She pulled off her shirt and tossed it on the floor near what looked to be a clothes hamper and stepped up to the nearly opaque front of the shower. Unsurprisingly, the door slid open with the same hissing sound that everything else seemed to make. What was a surprise was the fact that there was no shower head or controls for the water. The box was just that, a big empty cube with only a drain on the floor to indicate what it might be for. Recalling Data's instructions, she entered the enclosed cubicle and stood above the drain, waiting to see what would happen next. The door closed on it own after a moment and several ports suddenly opened in the ceiling. Several tentacle-like arms dropped from the openings to surround her and immediately began going to work on her naked flesh. Several arms ended in small nozzles that ...