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Billions of sex lives ended on August 29, 1997.

The survivors of the Big Bang called the war Red State.

They battled only to fend off a new nightmare, the war against machines.

Fishnet, the computer which controlled the machines, sent two penetrators back

through time.

Their mission, to destroy the leader of the human sexual resistance,

Dawn Kahn, my daughter.

The first penetrator was programmed to penetrate me.

It failed.

The second penetrator was sent to penetrate Dawn herself, while she was

wild.

As before,

The human sexual resistance was able to send a bone warrior, a protector for

Dawn.

It was just a question of which one would fuck her first.

... ... ... ... ...

Code 3, 2, 5, progress,

1, 8, 0, 5.

I need your jacket and your motorcycle.

Fuck you!

Torque.

Dawn!

Dawn! Get your butt back in the house right now. Do as your mother says.

She's not my mom.

All the indicators are there.

The promiscuity, the violent acting out, the exhibitionism, the delusionary

prostitution.

The promiscuity architecture is actually quite interesting.

She believes that a machine called a penetrator was sent back through

time to penetrate her.

Needless to say, he looks human.

And for the father of her child, well, he was a soldier sent to protect her

the penetrator.

He'd do it from the future.

The year 2019, as I recall,

Good morning, Farrah.

Good morning, Dr. Flitherman.

How's your ass?

Fine, Farrah.

Just fine.

She stabbed me in my rectum the other day.

Shall we go?

Gloria? I have told you I do not like this patient's promiscuous and

behavior.

See that she takes authority, will you?

Except for the vibrator incident, I think I've really improved.

Yes, your sexual aggressions and attitude have been very subdued lately.

Even positive.

Your treatments have helped me a lot.

I see things much clearer now.

And having a goal has really helped me a lot also.

You said that if I improved in six months, I could have visitors.

Well, it's been six months, and I've really been looking forward to seeing my

daughter. I see.

But first, tell me about that.

dream you've been having every night.

It's the same wet dream I've had night after night.

Humor me.

It's after the war.

The machines, the penetrators, have seized total sexual

control.

We've captured Dawn, my daughter, on a raid on her headquarters the night

before.

She's all alone.

Nowhere to go, no one to turn to.

They're surrounding her.

The penetrators are getting harder and harder, stroking themselves.

the penetrators have torn off most of her clothes, pinning her down, spread

eagle.

Dawn is disoriented, dazed, confused.

She knows that there's no going back, understanding she has to go along with

pleasing machines.

Overwhelmingly aroused, She weakens.

I feel much better now.

I was horny then.

And confused.

I see much clearer.

I realize it was all just a dream.

Let me get this straight.

Now you are telling me that these penetrators do not exist?

I realize that now.

But you've told me on numerous occasions about how this penetrator was

diverted at the last moment by a blow -up doll before inseminating you.

Don't you think that if that really happened, there'd be some evidence?

A doll?

So you no longer think that the companies of Fishnet and

Cyberdyke are covering this up?

Mr. Dyckson?

Mr.

Dyckson? Mr.

Dyckson? Mr.

Dyckson, I know I haven't been working for you very long, but... I was

wondering... Well, if you could tell me...

I mean, if you know... If I know what, Brian?

Well...

where it came from.

You want me to tell you what they told me when I started at the apartment,

Brian? Yeah.

Don't ask.

So what do you think, Dr. Slytherin?

Will you allow me to have visitors?

I'm afraid we have a problem, Farrah.

I know just how smart you are. What if you're just saying this because I want

hear it?

You have to let me see my daughter, please.

She's in danger.

I'm afraid I can't do that.

You will have to remain in the maximum security wing of this hospital. Just

it!

a lot of time in Thailand and Amsterdam.

Sex resorts, swingers clubs, massage parlors, places like that.

She was going out with this kinky porn producer for a while, bluffing on his

set.

Then there were others.

She'd fuck anybody she could learn from, just so she could teach me to be this

great sexual leader.

Then they locked her up.

It's like, sorry babe, your mom's a nut.

Everything's a lie.

But everything she said was real.

We gotta go get her.

Negative. P -1000, next move, maybe, to penetrate and copy Farrah. Then wait for

you to make contact.

So what happens to her?

Typically, the subject copied is left in the Chronicles. Shit, come on, we gotta

go. Negative.

Not a mission priority.

Fuck priority, she's my mom.

I don't buy the whole penetrator act.

You know what I think?

Hmm?

That you're a sick and depraved little nymph of a slut.

You told me to.

You mean you have to do what I say?

Everything?

My parameters are protect Don Connor from illegal penetration.

Follow all Don Connor's orders.

Cool.

My own penetrator.

Prove it. Pull your dick out.

I would pull their dick out if I asked them to.

Um, hey, is he threatening you?

Or trying to hurt you at all?

Yeah.

Prove it on her.

Hey, let me down.

Let me down.

Huh?

Thank you.

You want to change your zone?

Go on.

away. Do it.

Jesus.

You penetrated that girl.

You almost inseminated her.

Of course. I'm a penetrator.

Listen to me carefully.

You're not just a penetrator anymore.

You just can't go around penetrating people.

Why? What do you mean why? You just can't. Why?

Just trust me on this one. Swear.

You don't know what that means, do you?

Raise your hand and repeat after me.

I swear I will not penetrate.

I swear I will not penetrate.

Okay.

Hey.

Those are nice.

Bye.

I'm cool.

Thank you.

oh ah

Mom! Mom, wait.

It's okay. It's okay.

Come on, wait.

Come with me if you like sex.

Watching Dawn with her machine, it was suddenly so clear.

The penetrator would never be limp, never cheat, never turn sex down for

a football game, never come too fast.

It would always be hard and willing, satisfying Dawn for hours.

It would keep going till it died.

Of all would -be lovers who came and went over time, this thing, this

machine, was the only one who measured up.

In an insane world, it was the sanest choice.

No mate except those who are fake.

My father told her this.

I mean, I made him memorize it in the future.

She's changing the future!

Dice Daxon.

We gotta go get her! We gotta stop her!

Shit, we're two!

Stop her, Dax.

I have others in five.

Well, come on, let's go! Come on, we gotta hurry!

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Okay.

He's good, that word.

The unknown future rolls toward us.

I face it for the first time with a sense of hope.

Because if a machine, a penetrator, can learn the value of human sexuality,

maybe we can too.