I didn’t know what to do! I stared at my dick for a moment, then decided that it didn’t matter how close I had been, it would be just too fucked up to finish. Reluctantly stuffing my boner back in my pants, I considered my options.

I could chase after (Y/N), with a raging boner, and apologize. As in, apologize for having a private moment in my own room. The idea didn’t sit well. That woman was always barging in here! Where the fuck else was I supposed to jerk off? We weren’t teenagers; I didn’t want to be consigned to the bathroom!

Of course, my dick suggested that I convince (Y/N) to finish it off. I was horrified that the impulse had made it all the way from little-Andy’s head to the realm of conscious recognition. My cock didn’t care about the fact that I was in love with someone else. However, I persuaded it that its plan needed to be discarded, as (Y/N) was far more likely to administer it a swift kick than a blowjob.

Thus, I decided to take the safest course of action available. I was going to stay far away from (Y/N). Maybe tomorrow I’d apologize, explore the ship, and all that shit. But right now, after all that food and mortification, a nap sounded in order.

I didn’t normally sleep with any clothes on, but I had learned my damned lesson! So I left my briefs on, just in case (Y/N) ‘coincidentally’ happened to stop by again, before turning off the lights and trying to get comfortable on the bed. It was warm as balls, so I didn’t even bother with a sheet. Well, except for my feet. Because you have to cover feet.

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I woke up feeling disoriented, as though something had smacked me! I looked around wildly, but it was too dark to make out anything. “Lights, Kama!”

The room lights flicked on. What the fuck?

The bed was gone! So was the dresser! “Kama, what the hell just happened?”

It responded neutrally. “You woke up, I gather your sleep was unsatisfying?”

I scowled. “No, I mean, where did the bed go? I was using it! And the dresser?” I quickly glanced around for the clothes I had been wearing, but I didn’t see them. Shit!

Kama took a moment to respond. “For the moment, they have been removed.”

I wanted an answer that made sense! How did this fit into their sick game? “Why?”

Again, Kama paused. “My programming. I apologize if you are unhappy.”

I shook my head and tried to reason things through. Surely, the enemy was trying to get me to be around (Y/N) in my underwear, if that sick shit about them wanting us to bone was true. Well, I wasn’t that easy to manipulate.

That meant that I had to find new clothes, maybe a whole new room, on my own, and I needed to try and keep my distance from (Y/N). Kama would be no help. If I could just get ahead of it, at some point, and find something to wear! At the very least before I had to face (Y/N) again. The last time she’d seen me I had been choking one off, for fuck’s sake!

I stuck my head out into the hall, and saw no one. Anxious, I stepped out into the hall in nothing but my briefs. At least it was still warm. I moved in front of the door to the sleeping quarters next to mine, but it didn’t budge. I took a second to look at it, but there was no obvious locking mechanism or anything that I could manipulate. Fucking technology!

I checked the doors on both sides of the hallway, gaining speed as I went, the overhead illumination following me. All locked! When I reached the number one units, I hit a wall. A wall that, I’m fairly certain, had not always been there. I could have sworn that was the way to the lounge.

At that point, I realized my mission was pointless. Kama would know where I was at every step; I could never get ahead. I’d surely be forced to confront (Y/N) in my underwear, but at the very least, I intended to put it off as long as possible, to allow time for the image of me stroking my banana to fade from her mind.

Resigned, I headed back to my room. But when I reached it, the door didn’t open. I looked up at the number, double-checking it. Number six, on the green side… I frowned. I headed across the hall, just in case, and number six red wouldn’t open either!

Irritated, I groaned. I had never wanted a cigarette so badly in my life! Fuck that stupid patch!

So this was some kind of bullshittery, eh? Gonna lead me right to (Y/N)’s room, huh? Well, I didn’t give up that easily! Fueled by irritation, I started checking all the doors as I went the other direction down the hall. Whenever a hall split, I just kept left, but I found most offshoots weren’t very long.

Everything looked the same! None of the doors were distinctive at all! I sat down, discouraged. The feeling worsened when I started to feel the metal of the floor heat under my butt. I was only able to sit for a couple minutes before it became acutely uncomfortable and I was worried about scalding my ass or sack through my undies.

I wouldn’t give up, though! I kept going, just keeping with my scheme, trying to keep a sense as much as I could of where I had been. I was starting to get tired, though, and thirsty, from so much walking in the heat.

At last, joy filled me when a door snicked open!

That was, until I walked in, and saw a nude (Y/N) staring at herself in the mirror!

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