Journeys of the Phantasia

Journeys of the

Phantasia

Chapter 1: Fresh Starts

[This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is a coincidence. All characters portrayed in this series are 18+]

Wednesday, October 12

th

, 2387

Location: Janus Station, Jupiter orbit. Broken Lifter Estate Sales, auction house

Memory Transcript: Joseph "Seth" Averdale

18:38:23

"...Going Twice! Sold to the gentleman in seat 28 for a tidy sum of 312 megacredits! You are now the proud owner of one fine ship young man!" Exclaims the A.I. announcer. Seth smiled to himself, having just gotten a barely used Titan shipyards EE-x4L7 "Exalt" for less than a tenth of the price of a new one, and it's in 100% factory new condition too! Even if he went a little over his self-set budget, he wasn't in danger of running out of money, he just had to be frugal for a month or two for his investments to top up the extra 12 megacredits he just spent, but he's not worried in the least. Besides, with a large cargo bay, strong hardpoints equipped with state-of-the-art shields and weaponry, A.I. directed drone hangar, luxurious and spacious captain's quarters and amenities that put most cruise liners to shame, the aptly named

Phantasia

is every pleasure cruiser and luxuries trader's wet dream.

Seth couldn't wait to go aboard, but first, as with all good things, there was the dreaded

paperwork

.

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2 hours later

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20:44:41

After finally getting through the grueling slog of paperwork that comes with purchasing and insuring a multi-gigacredit luxury space yacht, the 1.7km, fully automated ship is officially transferred into Seth's name and he is

finally

able to go aboard. As he walks with the auction representative to the docking arm, he decides to ask a few questions about something he noticed in the paperwork.

"So I noticed in the ship specs it has 48 class 19 nanoDoll pods, but no nanoDolls were in the equipment manifest, any idea why?" he asks, fully aware he should've asked earlier.

"The previous owner had issues with the manufacturing process on moral grounds, and refused to purchase any."the rep replied, seeming bored.

Seth huffed "nanoDolls are made from scum of the earth murderers, they should just be glad they get to exist in some useful form. Better than the death sentence anyways I say"

The representative simply shrugged at that, as he didn't really care, but responded anyways "Not really something I think about on a day-to-day basis I'm afraid sir. Anyways, we've arrived" he says, gesturing at the airlock just ahead. "Just scan your nanosig on the reader here and the ship will be officially keyed to you"

Seth walks up to the reader, and with a quiet *boop-beep*, the unique pattern of nanos under his skin is scanned, confirming his identity.

[Identity Confirmed]

[New owner registered: Joseph Averdale]

[Welcome, Captain]

[Would you like a tour of the ship?]

The representative seems a but nervous, seeming in a hurry to leave all of a sudden. "I-I'll just let the A.I. take it from here!" He says, walking away swiftly but seeming like he'd rather run. Seth stares after him, a bit perplexed, hearing a muttered "...things always give me the creeps, never again....." as the representative walks away.

"What a luddite" Seth scoffs

[Agreed]

[Would you like a tour of the ship at this time, Captain?]

"Sure! While we're at it, could you arrange to have my other ship parked in the main hangar bay?" Seth asked

[It will be done, Captain]

[Please wait as the airlock cycles]

[Follow the blue lines to the bridge to begin new owner demo]

[Some features unavailable due to lack of compatible nanoDolls, please acquire at least one class-19 or above nanoDoll to enable full functionality]

Seth followed the blue line on the floor to the bridge, finding that it takes a 5 minute walk from his embarkation point, longer if he didn't have the luxury of using the internal tram line to shorten the trip. He idly used his nanoConnect interface to look up the cost of a class-19 nanoDoll, internally wincing at the 30Mc each pricetag. Closing out his nanoConnect session, he refocuses as he arrives at the bridge.

[Welcome to the bridge, Captain]

[Would you like a rundown on the command station, or are you already familiar with the Titan shipyards standard nanoConnect command and control station?]

"I'm familiar, but what's this extra console over in the corner"

[That's the nanoDoll central control terminal]

[It has various options for how nanoDoll blanks will be changed to meet your needs]

[Would you like to configure the nanoDoll station now?]

Seth thought about it for a second, before letting his curiosity get the better of him and he said "Yeah, might as well" as he sat at the comfortable chair that allowed the secure nanoConnect feed to sync.

Once connected, Seth is greeted with various menus for designing his perfect nanoDoll force. He could have anything from an army of identical cloned beauties, to randomized themed setups, from monster girls to aliens and anything in between. Being as the only limits are his imagination, he quickly gets sucked in, and in the end after a few hours of fiddling his options looked like:

{Theme: semiclones}

[Parameters:]

[Height: 145cm]

[Build: Hourglass, Fit, Soft]

[Breasts:]

[Rows: 4]

[Row 1: 590cc]

[Row 2: 480cc]

[Row 3: 390cc]

[Row 4: 310cc]

[Butt: Heart shaped, large]

[Flesh consistency: Soft, jiggly silicone, Color f0b4f3 ]

[Hair: Length 70cm, Color {Name Link}]

[Eyes: Color {Name Link}, Heart iris]

[Features: Delicate, South Korean/Japanese/Anglo features. Plump, soft lips]

[Custom: Cat Ears, Cat Tail, Permanent collar, Mute button, permanent bondage anchors, Detachable Arms, Detachable Legs]

[Personality:]

[ERROR: NO PERSONALITY FILES STORED, DEFAULTING TO EXISTING PERSONALITY, FULL A.I. WITH DIRECTIVES AND NEURAL MASKING]

[Neural Masking Parameters:]

[Cuddle bug] [Eager] [Sex Addict] [Cum Addict] [Submissive] [Rope Bunny]

[Pet-play Fetish]

[Naming Set: Gemstones]

[Skillsets:]

[Full Sexual Technique Set] [Housework] [Massage] [Bondage Training]

[Directives:]

[1. OBEY ALL COMMANDS FROM REGISTERED OWNER]

[2. OBEY

Phantasia

MAIN A.I.]

[3. DO NOT LEAVE SHIP]

[Save? Y/N]

[Y]

[Exit]

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23:12:58

Seth yawns as he drops the nanoConnect session, stretching as he stands up. "

Phantasia,

please postpone the rest of the tour and guide me to my bedroom on the ship. I'm going to bed, and we may resume tomorrow morning." He says, sounding exhausted.

[Certainly Captain, please follow the blue line to your suite]

[Informational: Your other craft, the

Shriike

, is currently undergoing a random port inspection and will be in the hangar tomorrow evening, as the

Shriike

will need to go around the planet to expend some excess reaction mass]

"Thanks

Phantasia

, tell them to hurry up if you can get away with it, I've got an appointment on New Eden Station in Alpha Centauri so we're gonna give the slip drive a shakedown Friday afternoon if everything's good to go" Seth says as he walks into the master suite, barely registering the opulent bedroom in his haste to get to the massive bed in the middle of the room.

[I will prime the slip drive and perform a comprehensive diagnostic scan to ensure readiness]

[Sweet dreams, Captain]

*What a great new beginning* Seth thought, as he drifted off to sleep.....

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Later That Night

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Thursday, October 13

th

, 2387

Location: Janus Station, Jupiter orbit. Civilian Docking Bay 4, Spacer's Hotel "Dirty Ladle"

Memory Transcript: Julia "Red" Carver

01:31:54

"Look, How about I just turn around and pretend I was never here, alright?" Says the redhead, hands held up as she slowly backs away from the two packs of gangers facing her, hoping they'll just let her go. She accidentally caught them in the middle of an illegal nanoDoll sale. The lead ganger, a tall, tattoed chromehead, a full half of his face replaced with shiny nanoware, sneers. "Now why would we do that, girlie? You saw the goods, now you get to

be

the goods! Isn't that exciting! Dart her, boys!" Julia blanched, turning to run as she hears a soft "puff", followed by a stinging sensation in her side, startling her into a run. She's surprised that none of them chase her, but that turns into horror as a nanoConnect prompt flashes at her, unbidden.

[Nanocatalyst Installed Successfully]

[Upgrading from nanoSupport v13.5.2 kernel A > nanoDoll Framework mk-19 preloader v3]

[Please Wait]

[Progress 2%]

"

Shit!

" She swears, running faster as the realization hits. NanoCatalysts are highly controlled, and the fact that that these random thugs have a supply bodes poorly for her, given the connections required to obtain them. She realizes her only hope is to get out of range of their transmitter before the nanoDoll protocol overwrites her personality with some vapid bimbo, and she just walks right back to them. Lucky for her, at that moment she's running through a hangar with plenty of ships that are leaving, she just has to stow away on a departing ship and the distance will save her. She's sure that she can get the crew to forgive her, given the circumstances.

[Progress 34%]

[Violence Inhibitor Enabled]

As the seconds tick by and her nanoWare is overwritten, she looks around frantically, searching for an open cargo bay or loading ramp as she runs.

[Progress 56%]

[Neural Mapping 11%]

[Sensitivity refactor enabled]

She jumps at the extra sensation suddenly assaulting her, suddenly feeling every slight touch of her clothing as a lovers caress, barely avoiding a fall as she continues to search.

[Progress 71%]

[Neural Mapping 60%]

[Installing main nanoPort]

A sudden itching arises between her shoulder blades, a circular patch of skin the size of a half dollar suddenly taking on the appearance of metal, with a small retractable cover over the connection port in the center. She instinctively knows that this is her

[Main nanoPort]

, used when she's connected to her

[nanoDoll Pod]

to supply

[Power]

and

[nanos]

. As this rearrangement is taking place, she spots a Titan Shipyards Falcon class luxury cruiser, it's cargo bay open as a pair of port inspectors walk away from both the ship and her. Emblazoned on the Side is the ship designation,

Shriike

. She hears a bit of their conversation ".......A.I taking it out in a couple minutes to dock at that behemoth in the supercraft dock, some rich....." and decides this is the ship, barely slipping inside before the doors close...

[Progress 87%]

[Neural mapping 78%]

Neural mapping is the last part of the nanoDoll prep process, where the human brain is digitized so the mind and personality may be altered or rewritten. There's no way to stop it for her at this point, she just need to get away from the transmitter before they send her new personality over and she's screwed. Luckily that process takes hours, and won't start until

[nanoDoll Framework mk-19 preloader v3]

is fully installed. She'll hopefully be long gone by then, and will just need to avoid any

[nanoDoll pods]

until she can get her nanos purged and rewritten. She shivers at the feel of her clothes rubbing over her skin,

*At this rate, I might have to strip before this rubbing drives me insane*

[Progress 95%]

[Neural mapping 100%]

[Directive installation interface enabled]

[Neural Masking enabled]

[Installing product demo package]

[Installing Default nanoDoll mk-19 Neural Mask]

[ERROR: Incompatible accessories detected, reprocessing]

Suddenly, she has the distinctly unpleasant experience of her now-overwritten

[nanos]

crawl out of her skin and melt her clothes to nothingness. As this happens, a batch of new knowledge

[113GB file]

hits her now fully-digitized brain

[Main Processor]

, and she's suddenly aware that of all the ways to show off her body

[Chassis]

to potential

[Owners]

and other clients. She feels a rumble as the ship lifts off of the docking bay floor.

*At least they didn't get to the personality overwrite yet, hopefully this ship gets out of range fast*

she thinks optimistically. She stumbles a bit as the ship accelerates out of the station.

[Progress 100%]

[nanoDoll Framework mk-19 preloader v3 successfully installed!]

[nanoDoll Framework loading, please wait.....]

[Performing First-boot diagnostic]

[Motor Control......OK]

[Neural Inhibitor......OK]

[Emotional Modulator......OK]

[Arousal Control......OK]

[Lubrication......OK]

[Ego Realignment......OK]

[All systems nominal]

[Initiating Personality Rewrite]

[WARNING! REMOTE CONNECTION TERMINATED]

[Attempting reconnect]

[Attempting reconnect]

[Attempting reconnect]

[Error: Connection Out of range]

[Error: No Owner Registered]

[Unowned nanoDolls are claimable!]

[Switching to local default]

[Demo Mode Enabled!]

[Demo Mode: 11:59:59 Remaining...]

[nanoDoll mk-19 Full Conversion: 23:59:59]

Before she has time to be relieved at the failed personality rewrite, she

feels

it as the new framework boots up

[Demo Mode]

, the sudden need to be

[

Observed

]

hitting her like a truck. She finds herself unable to move from her spot, alternating through a variety of poses as she is flown towards her destination, wherever THAT is...

[Hopefully there will be someone there to

look at

her...]

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