Mystery in Deep Space (M/F, Fuckstop, debreasting)
Callum looked at the data and he couldn't make any sense of it. He has been stationed at the SRS-19 in the Altair star system. He looked at the star from the small window of his office, almost as bright as our Sun.
"What are your secrets?", he asked the star.
Humanity has created space travel system to jump from one star to another, almost instantaneously. So far, we have visited twenty four star systems. At each star, they have set up a Space Research Station - SRS - space station.
Callum is researching stellar movement of the planets within in the system to find a suitable planet to start a human colony.
"What secrets?", asked Hannah. Another scientist who shares office with Callum. He was so engrossed in thoughts that he didn’t notice Hannah so far.
Hannah is working in a separate division. Searching for next star to jump to. She joined the station just two week ago, they have gotten acquainted to each other quite well as a colleague; share thoughts and data all the time.
"Well. The data doesn't make sense.", Callum told Hannah.
"May I have a look?", Hannah asked.
Callum looked at Hannah. She was as beautiful as ever. Plump lips, minimal makeup. She was wearing a overcoat, yet Callum could feel her massive boobs and butts gravitationally pulling him to fuck her any moment. They did develop good chemistry being stuck in this room for the last few weeks.
"Well. Look at Altair's movement. It has the three movements: rotating on it's axis, then circulating around the central mass of the system, and its also circulating around the central black hole. But it has another: it creeping toward the black hole as well. It's few micrometers a day." Callum finished.
"Could it be just an error? I mean it's micrometer. In space, that's hardly measurable.", Hannah said.
"I'm pretty certain. I have been collecting the data for the past three years. It has traveled over three centimeter. None of the other stars do that.", replied Callum.
"Okay. That still doesn't say that it's not an error.", Hannah was still skeptical.
"There is one more thing.", Callum continued. "Look at the property of the star. For the other stars in the same class and size, it actually weighs less."
"And that means, the gravitational pull of the star is actually lower. So, it should be moving slower?", Hannah asked.
"Well that. And the fact that, by that logic it should be an way older start at the end of its lifecycle. But its composition is that of a newer star. It has a lot more metal than it should have. Actually, way more..."
"Hmm. Interesting.", Hannah started thinking. She took off her gown in her thinking mode without being aware of what she was doing. Underneath her overcoat she was wearing a white tank top and a short skirt. Her breasts were tightly hugging while the nipples trying to burst through the article. The skirt flared over her massive booty as she walked.
She leaned down to look at the numbers more closely and carefully. Callum noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties as she exposed her lady parts while leaning over.
"You are right. The weight is actually off by three standard deviations. Why didn't we notice this in the past?", Hannah asked. "I also don't remember this info from my grad school."
"Well. We did a redo of the calculation after coming here. I guess it was out of your scope.", Callum replied.
"Yeah that may be.", Hannah agreed.
After discussing for quite a long time, they realized it was past lunchtime already. They decided to go together to see if the cafeteria has any lunch left. Otherwise, they would have to get some frozen food.
The artificial gravity makes it feel like same as earth. The SRS is divided into two massive parts and tethered together which rotates on its axis to create the gravity.
As they walked through the corridor, Callum noticed the fuckstop room. And it indicated that there were sluts available to use in the fuckstop. He actually needed a relief. He was getting a headache over this issue, and Hannah had put him in a overdrive.
"Why don't you go ahead. I'll just take a few minute.", Callum told Hannah as he walked toward the fuckstop.
The fuckstop was magnificent. Unlike their office it had a massive glass panel to look outside. It today's view was awesome. In front of the fuckstop the Altair star was glowing in its full glory. The white light from the star lit the room perfectly.
He looked at the guillotines. Collapsed beheaded dead girls occupied each and every guillotines. Except the last one, where one girl was waiting to get her head chopped off. He recognized the girl as he reduced the distance between them. It's Jessica from accounting. She wasn't the most desirable women in the station, obviously, she is the only one left alive. But she has a bubble butt that is really inviting. "Okay. That'll do.", Callum though to himself.
He unbuckled and pulled down his pants as he stood behind Jessica. "Hi Jessica. You are still here?"
"Oh! It's you. Callum.", Jessica recognized the man that was approaching her. She couldn't see him after all. "Yeah. I lost a bet. So, I was supposed to be here till the shift ends."
"That's bad.", Callum commented.
"Not really.", She said. "I thought, I wouldn't last the lunch break. But here I am. I was almost getting away with it. Until you came."
Callum gave a nervous laugh. "You mind?"
"Not at all. Go ahead. I got moist as soon as you opened the door.", Jessica's voice trembled.
She didn't lie. Callum glistened his cock head with her moist vagina. Then in one go pushed his whole member inside her. As he worked on the pussy, its owner started moaning slowly. Callum looked outside for the beautiful view of Altair.
As Callum was getting into groove, he noticed that Hannah was standing a couple feet beside him, checking out the next guillotine. Callum didn't stop, but asked her, "What are you doing here?", while panting.
"Well! I cannot get the problem out of my head.", she slid the dead body from the guillotine and dropped it on the floor. "So, I'm gonna get on one and get my thinking cap on."
"What?", Callum was surprised.
"I just do this. When I really need to think, I just lock myself in a guillotine. Somehow, I can think deeply!", Hannah explained. "Besides, I will be looking at...", she pointed at Altair, "..the mysterious one."
Hannah got rid of her clothes and got onto the guillotine. She got on four in doggy position and locked herself in the lunette. She converted herself into a fuckmeat as she pondered about the irregularities of the star she was staring at.
Callum looked at Hannah's pendulum breast and her inviting butt that she was slowly twerking as she enamored in her thoughts. Callum just remembered the sneak peak she got earlier in the morning, her beautiful slit. He couldn't hold it in anymore and sprayed ropes of cum inside Jessica. "Noooooo. It should've been Hannah!", he thought in her mind.
"So quick.", Jessica gasped. Callum pulled the lever. "Oh well...." and her head popped off as the guillotine blade sliced it clean from her neck. Her body collapsed. After finishing pouring in her, Callum pulled out and let her butt collapse as well.
Yet Callum felt unfulfilled. He examined Hannah's slit. It glistened from the light scattered from Altair's luminosity. Callum couldn't help but touch it.
Hannah moaned instantly. "Wanna use it?". She waited a bit. "I know you have been looking at me weird the whole time."
Callum knew he can just go ahead if he wanted. Nothing's gonna stop him if he decides to do so. Yet, the invitation transferred all the blood to his dick again. He could just push it in her and get another release. But he decided to wait. He was gonna relish her.
"Have at it. Pull the lever if you want.", she continued. "The risk will actually make me think better."
"Okay. Let's talk.", Callum said. He stood on her side. He grabbed one of her massive boobs. "Let's increase the risk first." He turned on the debreasting settings in the guillotine. A blade rose up from the guillotine blade and settled itself at Hanna's underboob. "What do you think is happening?"
"It's moving at a constant speed toward the center of the galaxy. But no other stars are moving the same way.", Hannah said.
"We know that already." Callum pulled her boob down so that it gets small cut from the blade. Hannah moaned again. "So why do you think this round object is moving?"
"It's because, something is pulling it.", Hannah said.
"Interesting theory.", Callum said. "What is pulling it?"
"We have to think.", Hannah replied.
"Yes we are.", Callum agreed. He walked in front of Hannah and asked, "Is it coming from outside the system?"
"I don't know.", Hanna said.
Callum shoved his dick inside her mouth until the dried juices from Jessica's sex dissolved in her mouth.
"I see. You couldn't move my body. I was locked in the guillotine.", said Hannah.
"The star is also locked in by the the gravitational tidal waves. There isn't a bigger force nearby that can affect it.", Callum added as he walked behind her. He then shoved his dick inside her inviting pussy.
"That means, the force is within the system.", Hannah said as she moaned.
"Good observation.", Callum added. "But there is nothing inside here. Just some barren planets."
"Then what could it beeeeeeeeeeeee.", she moaned even more as Callum increased the intensity of thrust.
"I'm gonna come.", Callum moaned and screamed.
Fearing her imminent demise, Hanna's brain also decided to come at the same time. As she was relishing the orgasm, it clicked. "It's inside! It's inside the sun!"
"That's exactly right.", Callum declared as he pulled the lever.
The debreasting blades activated and started to slice her blade bit by bit.
Yet Hannah continued, "There is an alien structure inside the sun! And that is why it is lighter, newer, yet bigger than other stars."
"And that is why it has high amount of metal.", Callum concluded. "It's an artificial star."
The machine finished carving her breasts and the gigantic mammaries fell on the guillotine floor with a thud. Then the guillotine blade followed, making her head fly and bask in Altair's light one last time before life faded.
As her orgasmic pussy squeezed the last ropes from Callum with a deathgrip, he thought to himself, "Now! Who created you? And why are you flying to the center of the galaxy, Eagle? Why are you taking this long journey?" while looking at the glorious Altair.