"I think... it does sound a bit like a feudal system because the smaller people can take the concerns higher, just... I don't know... feels more like it should have been..." As he tried to make up names, none even so wanted to come out. They all sounded unpleasant. "I guess Empire sounds better."
A chuckle from Missy. "Perhaps that is the reason for it. So... are we going to do something interesting tonight?"
Will heard enough of politics, but strangely had no sex drive for the evening. There was another curiosity... mostly there to feed into his desire to stay in this place. He should find out how they were like... maybe in some less engineered ways.
"Let's just... go home. Hey... do you guys have.... Something like youtube?" Obviously he had to explain what a website for just posting videos of varying quality and subject was.
"Yes. we have LifeShare. The ship databanks have downloaded the net archive so you can watch everything posted up to our departure from the Empire."
"Tempted to just... watch a few dozen of them." Will was no longer surprised that this ship had downloaded the entire internet of that place.
She could understand. These people had internet, though they just called it the Net. Getting home was once again a horribly fast deal as they could just find a transit station which seemed to never be more than a few minutes away, and with the code for the closest station to his complex memorized... he was already home before the man could consider what he wanted to watch. Sure, he could use the link on the move, but why not sit down on a couch, naked with his cat worker and start scrolling through millions of videos that soon had to be picked apart by subject.
LifeShare was intended for people to share their life in videos online, at first having very amateur productions which soon led to far more professionally made things. Some would migrate from it to the big holo networks, while others enjoyed the smaller pressure of this platform. It was basically like youtube. Will obviously noticed at first that there was far less censoring than back home. Amateur porn was right beside videos of cats. One could consider those the staples of the internet... cute videos of furry creatures and sloppily filmed scenes of people fucking. The fact that they were both on the same platform felt weird, but once he showed a preference, he could just watch kittens for hours. It felt a bit nostalgic, and showed just how similar these people were. They also found cats to be fucking cute. To say nothing about foxes, puppies and plenty of other adorable things. Missy commented that cats usually don't like Raff of their type... not like humans would feel any more comfortable about something only vaguely in their image and towering over them.
Cute videos led to more professionally done bits... interviews, scenes from other planets, glimpses into their life... the bored soldiers of the military worlds who just did patrols and exercises, no more real conflicts left made them at times eager for the deployments for training into uninhabited worlds. Dawnlight did show to be all industrial farms, but with a surprisingly clean aesthetic, people taking to simple existences of just growing food, cooking it... though most often just shipping it off world. An up and coming scientist of Deliverance so passionately going on about their research, dipping into too much of his craft that the subject was lost to the man, but he could see how enthusiastic they were for it. And this is how he found out the Empire had a prison planet. Strangely, they were allowed links and to talk with the rest of the world, mostly because those who went there were still considered able to be rehabilitated. And because they were big on offering chances... both to behave well and get far more luxury than prisons of earth can dream of... or to misbehave and get caught and so ends the life. One synth was just describing how life is there... some are still hanging on to the idea of crime, but he was trying to really come off of it. Eventually it showed that they got out legally and went on to work for a corporation as customer service, still showing a bit of remorse for what they were once, but mostly changed and not in any way hinting at being dangerous. It was a bit inspiring to hear about prisons trying to bring people back into society rather than just keep them in forever.
Eventually he indulged in a bit of porn... and it was mostly amateur hour, with a few productions that were trying a bit... most looked to be filmed by security cameras, though the image was clear, crisp, audio perfect... he remembered that rooms could record him and if he wanted... save that video... possibly for this reason. Will was still a bit too shy to consider posting himself on the internet. The natural thing happened of getting a boner, which led to Missy reaching over to start stroking him... and the man reciprocating by weaving his fingers into her bald pussy to start diddling her slow while they watched some more videos... some good, some meh... some... indulging in those disgusting fetishes. But Will was no longer so put off.
He watched as a couple unceremoniously offered each other the products of their loins... then the logs from their ass, though not all were swallowed, instead taken to be rubbed on their bodies, the partner then starting to lick their own waste off the other's skin. Will looked with fascination as it did not feel humiliating to either... just... getting closer to each other. He was utterly surprised when his dick started erupting in cum all over his stomach, Missy drawing her hand back to lick the few bits of it that got on there. But he was in thought...
"Missy... think we could do.... That?"
"We could... got enough in stock?"
Right... the logistics of the issue. He was not really feeling like it should be coming any time soon. The boy could force it out, but from some previous videos that took a bit before it happened, that felt like it ruined the mood a bit. The cat-girl caught on and stood up to walk to the wall of drawers that seems to have thought of everything... Medicine included laxatives. And she just offered him a small bottle with the direction that he has about five minutes until that's gonna kick in.
"So... want to give or to take first?" She asked.
Another consideration. He was curious, but not... that ready. Perhaps being on the giving angle was best for his first time. No words, just downing the contents of the bottle. It tasted quite sweet, but there was just a weird flavor in there to not make it too tempting to keep drinking it. Missy would hold her dose for later.
To set the atmosphere a little, he put on a playlist of some decent videos of this sort of subject. Five minutes on the dot, he'd start to feel his insides rumble and the need to empty himself in a much more solid fashion, though it was not so urgent that he had to drop everything and bolt to the bathroom. No... he would be using... her... as a bathroom. Having her clean his ass is one thing, but taking this on was a new dimension. As soon as the sound was heard, the girl took her dose, ready to give just as soon as he was done.
The knowledge that just about every piece of furniture also had that ability to just dispose of filth was a relief... must be amazing with children. Did these people even use diapers? Sounded like outfits could double as such implements. Will knelt on the couch, facing towards the wall as his partner set herself down on the floor, legs crossed as she leaned forward to be in reach of that backside, but give it a bit of space... This felt terribly awkward... the boy was taught to not shit with company, especially not ON that company. But he was unlearning one thing at a time.
Relief started as the first log was being pushed out, soft and yielding, but still with enough structural integrity to hold a solid piece and not turn into pudding. His cock gave the ceremonial addition of pee, which Missy ignored as her hand came closer to cradle the newly formed brown mass, mouth ready to lead it back into darkness. The turd barely broke off before she started to slurp on the other end, taking in the taste, then the texture... and then starting to just chow it down. Will still felt like it must have been horrible, judging on existing experience, but the smell in the air was not unpleasant. That medicine was really good. Before he could reconsider, another log was pushing out, a bit less solid, his partner instead deciding to come closer and practically suck it right out, the creamy paste being chewed noisily before it went down. And then there was a third, and a fourth... five and six...
