Message-ID: <29756asstr$986775003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: corp.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: cyberczar@freedom.net X-Original-Message-ID: Old-From: cyberczar@freedom.net User-Agent: KNode/0.4 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset = "us-ascii" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7Bit Subject: {ASSM} the Michael Collins' Anthology { See Chapter Guide for Codes } [11/21] Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2001 20:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: t4425, dennyw the Michael Collins' Anthology Warning: This story contains frank discussions of a sexually explicit nature, and is intended for mature audiences only. Disclaimer: The persons depicted in this story are entirely fictional. Any similarities are completely coincidental. References to actual places, companies, or organizations are used strictly for artistic reference to provide realism. In other words, none of this is true. Copyright (c) 1999-2001 CyberCzar. You may download this story for your own personal use; but please don't share it with anyone. If you think someone else might be interested in this story, please forward their request to me. ------------------------------------------------------------- Upgrades Michael awoke to find himself standing upright, naked; next to the table. Julie was again, sitting at her keyboard. It was daylight outside, and Dr. Carson was standing behind him; his hands in Michael's back. "What happened?" he asked. "Good afternoon!" he said, poking his head around from behind his back. "What time is it?" he asked. "It's 4:14pm." "Fuck! What about work?" "Shhhh," Julie said. "I called you in sick with the flu." "How long have I been out?" "For about 14 hours," Dr. Carson told him. "What did you do to me?" he asked. "We gave you some upgrades," Julie said pushing herself towards him. "I thought you went to sleep," he asked her. She walked up to Michael and ran her hands down his arms. "I tried to," she said. "But I couldn't sleep. I walked downstairs looking for you and noticed Dr. Carson here working on you so I offered to help." "You've got a wonderful woman here, Michael." Dr. Carson said, closing the access panel in my back. "Wanna see all that we've given you?" Julie asked gleefully. "Sure." She sat back down at her computer, and plugged in a small box with a flexible antenna to our hub for our home network. She pressed some keys then all of a sudden I was able to move again. "Wow!" he said, surprised. "How did you do that?" "I've fitted you with a wireless Ethernet transceiver," Dr. Carson said. "Pull up your diagnostics window and look at the dmesg boot history." Michael did as he suggested and found the logfile. He hadn't noticed it before, but it revealed many wondrous things! Copyright (c) 1982, 1986, 1989, 1991, 1993 The Regents of the University of California. All rights reserved. DBSD 4.0-MOPCA+DARPA #2: Mon Jan 5 06:54:39 GMT 2000 jrc@mocpa.berkeley.darpa.gov:/usr/src/sys/compile/MOPCA CPU0: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU1: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU2: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU3: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU4: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU5: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU6: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) CPU7: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU) Origin = "Motorola" Id = 0xff2 Total SMP Processor Speed: 5.34GHz real memory = 4294967296 (4194304K bytes) Preloaded elf kernel "vmunix" at 0xffffffffa0 Probing for devices on PCMCIA bus 0: cel0: rev 0x00 int c irq 9 on pcmcia0.9.0 Probing for devices on PCI bus 0: xwl0: <3Com Wireless 3c905B-TX Fast Etherlink XL> rev 0x24 int a irq 11 on pci0.11.0 xwl0: Ethernet address: 00:10:5a:09:d1:71 xwl0: autoneg complete, link status good (half-duplex, 2Mbps) Probing for devices on PCI bus 1: raid0: rev 0x00 int a irq 10 on pci 10.1 raid0.0: rev 0x02 int b irq 10 on pci1.10.1.0 raid0.1: rev 0x02 int c irq 10 on pci1.10.1.1 raid0.2: rev 0x02 int d irq 10 on pci1.10.1.2 raid0.3: rev 0x02 int e irq 10 on pci1.10.1.3 raid0.4: rev 0x02 int f irq 10 on pci1.10.1.4 raid0.5: rev 0x02 int b irq 10 on pci1.10.1.5 raid0.6: rev 0x02 int c irq 10 on pci1.10.1.6 raid0.7: rev 0x02 int d irq 10 on pci1.10.1.7 raid0.8: rev 0x02 int e irq 10 on pci1.10.1.8 raid0.9: rev 0x02 int f irq 10 on pci1.10.1.9 raid0.a: rev 0x02 int b irq 10 on pci1.10.1.a raid0.b: rev 0x02 int c irq 10 on pci1.10.1.b raid0.c: rev 0x02 int d irq 10 on pci1.10.1.c raid0.d: rev 0x02 int e irq 10 on pci1.10.1.d raid0.e: rev 0x02 int f irq 10 on pci1.10.1.e raid0.f: rev 0x02 int b irq 10 on pci1.10.1.f Probing for devices on aux bus 0: bus0: on aux0 bus1: on aux0 bus2: on aux0 bus3: on aux0 bus4: on aux0 bus5: on aux0 bus6: on aux0 bus7: on aux0 bus8: on aux0 bus9: on aux0 busa: on aux0 busb: on aux0 busc: on aux0 busd: on aux0 buse: on aux0 busf: on aux0 bus10: on aux0 bus11: on aux0 bus12: on aux0 bus13: on aux0 bus14: on aux0 bus15: on aux0 bus16: on aux0 bus17: on aux0 bus18: on aux0 bus19: on aux0 bus1a: on aux0 bus1b: on aux0 bus1c: on aux0 bus1d: on aux0 bus1e: on aux0 bus1f: on aux0 npx0 on motherboard npx0: INT 16 interface Now mounting volumes: / on /dev/raid0a ... SUCCESSFUL /usr on /dev/raid0c ... SUCCESSFUL /var on /dev/raid0d ... SUCCESSFUL /tmp on /dev/raid0e ... SUCCESSFUL /proc on /dev/proc0 ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael on /dev/raid0f ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/bin on /dev/raid0g ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/memory on /dev/raid0h ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/memory/shortterm on /dev/raid0i ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/memory/longterm on /dev/raid0j ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/etc on /dev/raid0k ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/proc on /dev/proc1 ... SUCCESSFUL /home on /dev/raid0l ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/config on /dev/raid0m ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/dumps on /dev/raid0n ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/debug on /dev/raid0o ... SUCCESSFUL /Micahel/corebin on /dev/raid0p ... SUCCESSFUL /Michael/systemdata on /dev/raid0q ... SUCCESSFUL /DMOPCA on /dev/raid0r ... FAILED: mountpoint nonexistent /DMOPCA/instructions on /dev/raid0s ... FAILED: mountpoint nonexistent /DMOPCA/memory on /dev/raid0t ... FAILED: mountpoint nonexistent Now starting daemons... bootstrap ... SUCCESSFUL vmmanager ... SUCCESSFUL gpsd ... SUCCESSFUL inetd ... SUCCESSFUL michaeld ... SUCCESSFUL dmopca ... FAILED: path not found "Michael Collins" Auxilliary Personality ... LOADED Michael Collins Personality Copyright (c) 1997 Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency CLASSIFIED - NOT FOR EXPORT Initializing Audio Input Subsystem Initializing Video Input Subsystem Initializing Audio Output Subsystem Initializing Speech Control Subsystem Initializing Power Control Subsystem Initializing Fluid Waste Processing Subsystem Initializing Solid Waste Processing Subsystem Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Head Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Neck Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder Left Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder Right Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Arm Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Arm Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Chest Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Waist and Hip Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Pelvis Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Leg Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Leg Initializing Guidance Control Subsystem Initializing Balance Control Subsystem Initializing Diagnostic Control Subsystem Initializing External Control Interface Subsystem Initializing Memory Review and Playback Subsystem Initializing Logic and Reasoning Subsystem Initializing Ego Subsystem Initializing Conscious Subsystem Initializing Autonomic Subsystem Initializing Unconscious Subsystem Initializing Communications Control Subsystem Initializing Self Awareness Control Subsystem Initializing Self Protection Control Subsystem Initializing Personality Control Subsystem ALL SYSTEMS FUNCTIONING WITHIN ESTABLISHED PARAMETERS Power: Bus 0: 47.974 vdc Power: Bus 1: -48.1 vdc Power: Bus 2: 24.2 vdc Power: Bus 3: -21.675 vdc Power: Bus 4: 12.01 vdc Power: Bus 5: -12.0 vdc Power: Bus 6: 5.25 vdc Power: Bus 7: -4.9875vdc Power: Bus 8: 117.14 vac Power: Bus 9: 117.13 vac CPU0 Temp: 98.6 deg. F CPU1 Temp: 98.5 deg. F CPU2 Temp: 99.2 deg. F CPU3 Temp: 98.7 deg. F CPU4 Temp: 98.6 deg. F CPU5 Temp: 98.6 deg. F CPU6 Temp: 98.7 deg. F CPU7 Temp: 99.0 deg. F Fluid Reservoir: 0% Seminal Reservoir: 100% Solid Waste Reservoir: 1% Hydraulic Pressure: Nominal Oil Pressure: Nominal % Free Disk: 87 % Free Memory: 76 Est. Months Remaining Before Memory Reindex: 36 Sending Android WakeUp Signal.......... "I'm looking at it now," he said. "It looks complicated." "You're a complicated being," Dr. Carson told him. "Some things failed." he said, noticing the several FAILED lines in the file. "I know. I removed the combat personality," Dr. Carson said. "You've also upgraded my CPUs," he said. "Yes, tripling your processing power. But just in your core. Your subsystems still have their originals." "What's the cel0 device for?" "Ah!" Julie said. "That's my favorite! Watch." She picked up their phone and dialed a number. INCOMING VOICE CALL ...Flashed in green in front of him. "Woah," he said out loud. "How do I answer it?" "Just think about answering the phone and it should stop ringing." He did as Dr. Carson suggested. "Hello," he said out loud. "You don't need to speak out loud to answer your phone," she told him. "Your audio input, output, and speech control subsystems are tied into the phone." Julie hung up the phone, and hooked up our old Sportster modem. "Now, check this out," she said grinningly as he heard the modem dial. INCOMING DATA CALL ...Flashed in green, in his field of view. A small terminal window appeared in front of him. Julie entered some keystrokes and logged in. He could see everything she was typing. It was fantastic! Then, before he knew it, Julie had accessed my maintenance and diagnostic systems and without warning, he was standing on one leg. "Hey!" he said disgruntled. "I don't think I like this." "You can set it not to auto-answer if you wish," Dr. Carson said. "In fact, I recommend that. Also, be careful what you use it for; it is a cellphone, and you will receive the bill. It's more designed for emergency communications." "What's gpsd," Michael asked - looking back over the logfile. "I installed a GPS Receiver in your back," Dr. Carson said. "Now you'll never get lost!" "Cool." "Wanna surf the Internet," he asked. "How?" "Well, your cell-modem will give you a 33.6kbps PPP connection to your ISP; but your built-in Ethernet transceiver is connecting you to your home LAN here, too. Think about surfing the Internet and watch what happens." Michael did as instructed and mentally thought about surfing the Internet. A window appeared, somewhat blocking his vision. "Netscape Navigator!" he said cheerfully. "But how?" "It's open-source now," he said. "I compiled it for your architecture and added the necessary interface hooks to its API. Go to an address!" Michael thought about going to Yahoo!. Almost immediately the webpage loaded. "That was fast," he said. "Yeah, you're tied into your cablemodem here at the house." "Awesome! Any other surprises," Michael asked; closing the window. "In due time," Dr. Carson replied. Michael reached for my pants which were set on the table, put them on, and walked upstairs. Julie and Dr. Carson followed him upstairs shortly after he left the basement. "Can I fix you something Doctor," Michael asked as he and Julie entered the kitchen. "A ham and cheese sandwich would be fine, thank you." "Julie?" he inquired, turning to face her. "Nothing for me, hon." she replied. He prepared Dr. Carson's meal, and brought it into the living room where he and Julie were talking. As he handed him his plate, he sat down on his chair and listened. Dr. Carson was explaining to Julie the principals of his design. While still listening to them, he got up to look out the backdoor into the yard. There were squirrels chasing each other over a fresh layer of lightly packed snow. "Is everything all right," Julie said; getting up and placing her hand on his shoulder. "I was just wondering; why me?" he said aloud, turning to face Dr. Carson. "What do you mean?" he replied. "What made you come up with me?" he retorted. Dr. Carson sighed for a moment, setting his plate down on the coffee table. "Come over here and sit down," he said; patting the couch next to him motioning for Michael to come over. He sat down next to him, leaning over and resting his arms on my legs. "You are capable of much grander things," he told him. "I didn't want to see you blown up in Kosovo or some bullshit war like that. Had your project not been canceled, you would have certainly been sent over there." "But I don't know what's real anymore," he told him. He moved to put his arm around his waist and pulled Michael in closer to him. "You are real! Your life is real," he said. "I gave you some minimal memories and broad direction. You've made your life your own." Julie came over to sit down next to him. Jonas removed his arm as Julie's took his place, pulling Michael close to her this time. "Honey, I love you," she said. "I loved you before we found out who and what you were. This fact doesn't change anything." "But I'm a machine!" he said loudly. "How can you love a toaster?" Dr. Carson got up and stood in front of me. "Stop thinking like that," he ordered. "I'm a machine, too." he said. "What?" "So is Julie," he continued, waving his hands theatrically. "Humans are nothing more than a different kind of machine. I'm bio-electrical, you just happen to be electro-mechanical." He was right, of course. "Look, kids, I've got to head back to Tennessee; but I think you're ready for the next level, Michael." he told him. Michael got up and walked with him to the door. "Thanks again for all you've done for me," I told him. "Will I ever see you again?" "Probably not," he said. "I've got cancer, and it's terminal." They hugged for what seemed like a long time, and slowly Dr. Carson turned and walked down the steps. Michael followed him and his car with his eyes as he drove away. He felt a rush of sadness pour over him as I saw him leave. He went back inside, sat down in his chair, and turned on the television. He wasn't really watching anything that was on, but was pondering the events which had happened in his life the past week. Julie came back into the living room sometime later and sat down in his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, reached over, and kissed him on the cheek. "You are so handsome when you're unplugged," she told him. "Uh, thank you, I suppose." She got up and walked into the other room. When she returned, she had their pillows from the bed, and several blankets. "What are you doing with those?" he asked her as she unfolded the sofa bed in the living room. "I thought we'd stay in here and watch a movie," she continued, laying the blanket on top. "What movie did you have in mind?" "I was thinking The Companion," she said. The Companion, was a story about a recluse author who purchases an android for companionship for her while she retreats to the wilderness to work on her book, and get over her boyfriend. Things go awry when she reprograms her android to go beyond it's programming. "Are you hinting at something here?" he asked her. She finished getting the bed ready and pulled him out of his chair. Next, she took her shirt and shorts off and got down in the bed. Michael followed her lead, and took off his pants, and got in. She started the movie and snuggled up next to him as it started. They started to watch the movie. Michael had never seen it before, but thought it was kind of interesting. About an hour into the movie, the two principal characters, a female author and the male companion android, began to make love. Julie, who up to this point has had her head rested against Michael's chest as her hand stroked his torso, let her right hand follow down his body until she gently grabbed the head of his cock in her fingers. "Woah," he said out loud, feeling a wave of pleasure rush over. "What?" she asked. Michael could see her hand underneath the blanket, masturbating. "That feels good," he told her as my cock began to get stiff. She got under the covers and maneuvered herself to his groin. He could feel her hair brush against his abdomen, tickling him. The next thing he knew, she guided his stiff cock into her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. He could feel her tongue lick his shaft as she took his entire cock into her mouth. With Michael's cock fully enveloped by her lips, she massaged his balls as she continued to give him a blowjob there, on the bed, in the living room. Faster and faster her mouth moved up and down his piston to a rhythmic beat until he was brought to a point where he couldn't hold off any longer. "I'm coming," Michael whispered; his synthetic spew flowing into her mouth. Wave after wave; his seminal pumped, primed from before, fed Julie's hungry mouth with his SynChem jism. "Mmmm," she moaned, swallowing the last drop. "It tastes different," she said. "Like when we first made love!" She took his semi-hard penis back in her mouth and slowly suckled. Her tongue licking his entire head. The sensations Michael felt were both intense and pleasurable, unlike nothing he'd felt before. When she finished, she crawled back up to lay next to him and they watched the rest of the movie. Of course, the ending somewhat disturbed him! Granted, the android character went totally ballistic, but did the main character really have to blow him in half? Michael couldn't help but shiver with discontent at watching that scene. He and Julie fell asleep together, there on the sofa bed. That evening was the first time he had actually slept since becoming self-aware of being an android, and to him, it felt refreshing. ------------------------------------------------------------- Let me know what you think! Email Me! This story is available at the following places: * http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/cyberczar/www/ * * mailto:cyberczar@despammed.com * Copyright (c) 1999-2001. 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