Re:construct

by Natalie Hunter

  RE:CONSTRUCT

  Android Alien Apocalypse Harem: Book Four

  (The First Part of The Brightvale Arc)

  © Natalie Hunter 2019

  RE:CAP

  RE:CONSTRUCT is the first part of arc 2 of the Android Alien Apocalypse Harem series. Arc 1: The Sanctuary Arc, comprises three novellas: RE:SURFACE, RE:CLAIM and RE:DEFINE. Here is a recap of what went down in The Sanctuary Arc:

  Curtis was the last person born in an isolated underground pre-apocalypse shelter known as Sanctuary. When his mother died in childbirth, the inhabitants realized that they were no longer equipped to cope with people having babies, and given that their resources weren't going to last forever either, they decided it would be best if they banned any act that could lead to reproduction, and let themselves - and possibly humanity - die out. Punishments for breaking the rules around sex with women of childbearing age were strict, making life in Sanctuary an endlessly frustrating experience for Curtis, by the time he reached his twenties. When he was tricked into being caught having sex with Sanctuary inhabitant and general bitch Sophie, Curtis was sentenced to being chemically castrated. However, help came in the unlikely form of Sanctuary's religious leader - the surprisingly lustful Madeleine - who had the codes that would get him out of Sanctuary, and into whatever strange world might be waiting outside. For Sanctuary had first been used on an historic day when aliens had arrived on Earth, and decimated all of the humans they encountered.

  After making his escape, and vowing to return to liberate Madeleine from Sanctuary if he found the world outside to be habitable, Curtis quickly discovered that when the aliens attacked, they had been held back from taking control of the region he was in by the androids humans had been using back then as workers, protectors, and of course, sexual companions. The androids, superior to humans in many ways but programmed to serve, had formed their own communities, and endured through the years that had passed, all the time waiting for humans to return and once again become their masters. Curtis made his home in the first place that he encountered some of these beings in - a ruined supermarket called the Lucky Buy. Here he took command of his first androids - a medic named Mercy, a maid named Pinky, and a security guard named Sarge, who had all previously belonged to the Lucky Buy's owner, and were thrilled to once again have someone to work for.

  Word began to spread among the androids that there was a human in their midst again, and so they came from far and wide to the Lucky Buy to have Curtis take command of them and become their official master and license holder - the licenses of their original owners having long since expired, leaving them without purpose. But it wasn't until he made the trip back to Sanctuary to rescue Madeleine, and was intercepted by Sophie, who managed to steal the gun he'd brought with him without him noticing, that he realized that other people may come out of Sanctuary and take control of androids too. He didn't want the stuffy authority figures from his oppressive old home to make their way into his new one, especially not with android enforcers, so he and the newly freed Madeleine vowed to take command of every android in the region as fast as they could, starting with the nearest city.

  But before Curtis could head out to the city, he encountered a shabby homeless girl with light blue skin, who told him she could sense humans and had been following him since he left the mountain inside which Sanctuary was hidden. The girl didn't have a name, as she was a half human, half alien being created as part of experiments in an alien-run city. Taking pity on her, Curtis named her Sky, and with some prompting from Madeleine, began to consider her in his plans to repopulate the region with humans, or at least, people who were part human. Horrified to learn that there were a lot more people like Sky in compounds in the city she came from, as well as alien-bred humans created for other experiments, Curtis and Madeleine vowed that they would eventually assault the city and free them all - but first they would still need to carry out their original plan of taking command of all of the androids.

  However, on a quick trip back to the area around Sanctuary, before heading to the city to start recruiting androids in earnest, Curtis, along with Sky and Mercy, who were traveling with him in his AI powered self-driving car, Ian, encountered one of the aliens. Presumably it had found Sanctuary by following Sky's trail. Curtis was unable to do much against the alien, owing to its powerful psychic attacks, which had been how humanity had been so easily defeated by them in the past. A motorcycle helmet which Sky had been using to disguise her blue skin was able to protect his brain from the worst effects of being close to the thing, but this only barely allowed him to remain conscious. Mercy was able to kill the alien with some Molotov cocktail style improvised bombs, but as it died, it gave a signal, and a group of other aliens rose up around the mountain, and instantly fried the brains of every person in Sanctuary through the very rock it stood within.

  And so, Sanctuary's story was over.

  Curtis had hated many of the people in there, though he had liked a few, and even loved one - his father, who he had planned to one day bring out of Sanctuary, as he had done for Madeleine. He hadn't wished a sudden and pointless death like this upon a single one of them, though. Now, Curtis was left with no goal other than to get revenge on the aliens who had caused this disaster. He felt nothing but rage as he imagined the humans and the half humans who were being held in the compounds, too, and he promised Madeleine that together, they wouldn't just free the people in Sky's city, but eradicate every last alien there too, and then go and do the same in every other place where the aliens held ground. And once he'd wiped them off of the face of the Earth, if he still didn't feel better, then he'd take to the stars and wipe them out anywhere else they had dared to settle, too.

  Was it just his anguish and his anger that made him believe that he needed to personally wage war on an entire species? Perhaps, but now we join him six months later, and he is already making some serious headway towards making his first assaults on the alien city...

  Chapter 1

  Curtis woke up alone, his skin clammy. The nightmare had come again - though it was different every time. He saw himself in Sanctuary, everything so clear and realistic that he would wonder, inside his dream, at how he had been able to recollect the details so well, whether it was the exact shade of dull gunmetal gray of the faucet on the sink in his bedroom, or the curl of one long white hair sprouting from Peter Miles' right eyebrow. He'd walk around, he'd talk to the people - so many people, people he had otherwise not spared a single thought for since the night he'd left. He'd know, though. He'd know in the dream version of the pit of his stomach that this was the day, the day when he hadn't really been there, the day when they were all going to die. And in his dream, he'd try to stop it. He'd try to warn people, sometimes, though what good would that do when the mountain was surrounded by aliens? They never believed him anyway, no matter how desperate and frustrated he got trying to explain. He'd try to get out of Sanctuary, some other times, but Madeleine was never there, just as she hadn't been that day, and so only Janice had the exit code. He could threaten her with the gun if he got it from Sophie - he'd managed that a couple of times - but never in time to get outside and... well, even in his dream he didn't have a plan for if he got outside.

  He'd always wonder, when he awoke, why he even bothered to try to save them, considering he always knew it wasn't real. Maybe the time he had there every night would be better served talking to his dad, saying goodbye. Hell, it'd probably be better served having a dream threeway with Fliss and Sophie, though of course, he never entertained that idea. It seemed disrespectful to even look at them in their dream forms, now they were dead.

  Six months of this, and it didn't seem like it was going to stop. He'd tried talking to a psychotherapist android, a sexy Asian looking woman named Lin
, but of course, she was under his command now, like every other android in the city he'd named Newtown (as he’d told Sky when he’d named her after the actual sky due to her skin color, he really wasn’t good at coming up with creative names), and so when he got sick of talking about his dreams and the rage eating him up inside, he could opt out of the whole thing just by ordering her to suck his cock instead. That was the kind of therapy that always worked, in the moment, at least.

  He'd tried talking to a preacher, too. Well, Maddy did still wear her silver crucifix. But while she was the only person who really understood how he felt about all of the people they'd lost when Sanctuary had been attacked, she was dealing with her own guilt about it all, too, and so they usually just ended up drinking whiskey together and having maudlin conversations about all the people who'd died, rather than cheering each other up or finding any deep answers to quell their own furies.

  It was dark in the bedroom of the penthouse suite he slept in alone, other than the glowing of a digital clock. Its blue, illuminated digits told him it was 3:52 am, but with the dream, and the fact that today was going to be a big day, the idea of going back to sleep didn't appeal. He hauled himself out from under the lavish, high thread count sheets (which had been kept clean and in order by the various maid androids who worked for him here at the Madison Luxe hotel, the place he and his friends had been using as a base ever since they'd abandoned the Lucky Buy supermarket to make a home in Newtown) and stood, in just his black boxer shorts, at the window, looking out across the cityscape. From here, he could see parts of the university grounds - a place that factored heavily in his plans for turning Newtown into a proper settlement, owing to it having a lot of the facilities a bunch of newly liberated humans and... other people... would need, as well as living quarters, all within a fairly self contained area. It was like a city within a city, and ideal for his purposes. It also featured the football field, once used by the college's sports teams, but today, to be used for entirely different purposes. The floodlights were on, and so Curtis could tell that the robotics team were there now, making the last preparations for him to arrive and test their new creations once the sun was up. It seemed weird to think about a robotics crew made up of robots, but then, everything was robots here. He was mostly just used to it, now.

  In fact, it was robot company he wanted right now. His melancholic mood wouldn't be much abated by waking up Madeleine, and Sky, well, he'd be surprised if Mercy would even let him near her. The medic android had been taking her role protecting and observing Sky through her pregnancy very seriously, and this meant that sometimes, she would even forbid her master, Curtis, also the father of the child, from disturbing the half-human, half-alien girl, reasoning that she had been ordered, above all else, to look after Sky's welfare, and that Curtis may be a stressful influence.

  He threw on a robe that was hanging on the back of the bedroom door, and padded through the living area of his suite to the elevator. There were androids living on every floor of this place, and he could really have visited any one of the female ones - they didn't really sleep, just plugged themselves in for a few hours to recharge themselves from the grid (supplied by the energy farms that were spread throughout the region), and even if they were resting, or occupied in some way, they'd still be more than happy to be needed by their master. But he didn't really feel like conversation, or like telling anybody what he was doing or what he wanted, and so he made his way down the plushly carpeted hallway of the 14th floor to the room where he expected to find Pinky.

  None of the androids especially needed to have their own bedroom, but since there were hundreds of rooms in the hotel that the staff had been taking care of despite there having been no guests since the invasion, it seemed like a good way to use the space and also keep the public areas of the hotel from getting too crowded. Pinky's room was, of course, spotlessly clean, despite the fact that she never let the hotel maids in to clean it, reasoning that she was a residential maid android, and therefore of a higher specification, and so she could do it better. Her door was unlocked, just like everybody else's, so Curtis just walked right in. Courtesies like knocking were reserved only for Madeleine and Sky, because the androids didn't hold with them.

  Pinky was bent over the bed, straightening the sheets, when she noticed that he was behind her, running his hand up the back of her thigh.

  "Don't bother - you'll only need to fix the bed again in a minute," he said.

  She pulled his face close and kissed him slowly on the mouth. He returned her kiss, pushing his tongue past her full lips. His breathing was fast, and once she’d slid her hand down from his face, over his muscular chest and down to his crotch, he knew she'd feel that he was fully hard. He felt a blissful sense of relief in knowing that he could get what he needed here, with her, without having to talk about anything.

  His hand squeezed at one of her full breasts as she slipped her own hand down his boxer shorts and wrapped her fingers around his thick, throbbing shaft. She gasped, as if impressed at how long and thick he felt, even though she had had him inside every hole she had more times than he could remember at this point. It was part of her charm, making him feel big and irresistible. The feel of her eager hands on his body combined with the way she was kissing him let him know that he could have her however he wanted, right now, with no need for any pretense that this wasn't just the only way he knew to get rid of the frustration and tension inside him for a short while. A hand between her thighs, pressing against her familiar, completely hairless cunt, told him that her pussy was already wet for him, just as it always was - ready to serve her Master however he needed.

  “God, I’ve been desperate to fuck you since the moment I woke up,” he whispered, trying to convey with the intensity in his voice exactly how he needed her to be this time. He needed to feel something, some kind of passion to squash down the endless knot of dread and hatred and guilt that nagged at him even in his sleep.

  Pinky understood. He'd come to her a lot like this lately. She kissed him again urgently.

  “I want you, too,” she whispered.

  Curtis took off his underwear, allowing Pinky to see the stiff cock she had just been fondling. She looked appreciatively at it, and then questioningly into his eyes, waiting to see if he wanted her to sink to her knees and suck him. But no, that wasn't what he wanted this time, his urge was baser, he just wanted to fuck her like nothing mattered, to pound into her cunt until his mind was full of nothing but the instinct to come inside her. He pushed her roughly onto the bed, and climbed on top of her.

  Curtis pinned her wrists above her head on the pillow with one strong hand, taking control. It was an act of dominance for the sake of it. He knew Pinky liked it that way, due to her previous owner's tastes, but there was never any need to physically express that he was in charge - he was in charge of everybody, for all the good it had done so far. It just felt good to hold her down. She moaned softly as he slowly entered her, pinning her this way with one hand and stroking her hair with the other.

  He fucked her surprisingly tenderly like this, his emotions raw. The closeness and pleasure of her body was the only thing Curtis could be sure of when he felt this way, so he clung to it, relishing every sensation as he slowly but passionately thrust his hard cock deep inside her.

  "Master," she moaned breathlessly.

  He groaned in response to hearing her address him that way, and began to fuck her harder, now gripping some of her long pink hair in his hand and pulling slightly rather than stroking her softly.

  ‘Pinky…’ he panted in reply, in her ear. It was like a commitment between them, that he'd be his true self when they were together, regardless of how hard he tried the rest of the time to keep it together, to look like he knew what he was doing, and was a leader they could believe in. With just this one android, he'd decided to let all his cracks show, and to let her help him cope, not with talking or any of that crap that didn't change anything, but with just accepting the human that he was.
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br />   She gasped as his pace reached its peak, ramming into her hard and making her body rock up the bed with every thrust. She wrapped her legs around him and strained against his hand, which was still pinning her wrists down, as she cried out loudly as she came, her whole body erupting into shudders and spasms of ecstasy.

  As he felt her come, Curtis too was pushed over the edge into a shuddering, groaning climax. He let go of her wrists and held her tightly as both of their bodies trembled together, his cock still twitching inside her.

  They lay there together in peaceful silence for quite a while, holding each other as time carried on, bringing the morning light and the promise of finally getting to try out the weapon that would help him combat his sworn enemies with it. Hopefully a more lasting inner peace would not be too far away, once he'd had some of his vengeance.

  Chapter 2

  Lena, the platinum blonde android who had been heading up the development of the mecha suits, greeted Curtis at what used to be the entrance to the college's football stadium. Dressed in cut off jeans that barely covered her ass, with a tight tank top and a leather tool belt, as well as the obligatory smears of grease on her bare skin and clothes, she looked every inch the sexy mechanic, and Curtis once again took a moment to appreciate how the humans of the past had made sure that all of their android professionals and tradespeople, no matter what work they were going to be doing, were also delightfully fuckable.

  "So, they're ready then? Maddy will be along later, she's having a training session at the hotel gym at the moment with Yuki, so she's letting me have the first play around with the suits without her," Curtis said.

  Yuki, the android personal trainer who was built to be a master in over 30 Chinese, Japanese and Korean martial arts styles, was another example of an android who'd been designed with both practicality and fuckability in mind, he thought, remembering how he'd thrown her down and fucked her on the tatami on the gym's floor at the end of his own first session with her. He hadn't really developed as much of a passion for his fighting training as Maddy had, knowing he'd have his mecha suit soon and that the opportunity to have a fist fight with an alien was unlikely to ever come, but Madeleine trained for hours every day now. He was fairly certain those sessions often ended with Yuki giving Maddy one of her special 'sports massages', which had no doubt contributed to the red haired preacher's enthusiasm for working on her unarmed combat skills...