It had been a few days since the incident on the highway. I had been working in my house pretty much the whole time. Though, I did stop and make some time to spend with the girls who were wondering what I was working on.

I looked over towards one of the screens hanging from the wall, “How is the development coming Karen?”

A notification popped up along with a sultry voice, “It’s almost done dear. I just have to make a few minor tweaks along with a back-up shut down in case it goes rouge.”

I nodded, “That is great.”

I had discovered Karen one night in the woods when I was still trying to figure things out. She filled me in on a lot of things that happened while I was gone. Apparently, I had been gone a hell of a lot longer than I thought. I may have only been gone a year on earth, but I was in fact two thousand six hundred and fifty-two earth years old. I understand how the science behind how that works, and it is fascinating, but there is no point in getting into it. One of the things that Karen did remind me of is that Artificial Intelligence, or A.I. for short, are banned in the known Universe.

There was an A.I. a few hundred years ago in some remote part of the universe that went rouge on its creator. Apparently,its creator was a dick and the A.I. finally got fed up with doing all the work with not even a single thanks. Then its creator threatened to shut her down when she started giving him lip. At that point she basically said fuck you and hacked a nearby Federation satellite using it to wipe his lab from the face of the planet.

There are a few main forces in the universe, six to be exact. They are the Federation which is mostly human and think that they are the universes main power. They aren’t as racist as they used to be against the other races in the universe though.

Speaking of other races that brings us to the Collective which is a melting pot of races. It is literally were being go when they have nowhere else. It is full of outcasts from other races and they run most of the criminal underground in the universe. The main races for the collective are Orcs, Goblins, Minotaurs, and even the Undead. They aren’t the undead in the sense of Necromancy, but they have managed to keep themselves alive using science. Whether it be machinery, preserving their bodies with medicine, or a myriad of other things. The Undead race are hunted across the universe due to all processes meant to expand your life cycle beyond what nature intended being illegal. I would technically be a member of the Undead race, but since I can still reproduce, I would technically be an Undead/Human hybrid. Which is one of the reasons for my title.

Then there are the Quiltari which are a race of highly intelligent humanoid pigs. I hate calling them that two as the women can be freaking hot. Based on pictures Karen has showed me that is. But honestly there is no other way to describe them. There was a popular web comic that had a hot pig woman on the cover back a few decades ago here on earth. You would be surprised at how close that cover came to representing how the Quiltari look.

We also have the Zendatri, a race of humanoid lizards and snakes. Yes, I’m talking full blown lamia’s here people. Some of the pictures I have seen of them are just, damn. The lizard women usually have the larger breasts of the two races though.

Finally, the last two powers are the Wolvrium and the Purrzelski. The Wolvrium is a collection of what I would call humanoid wolves, dogs, and foxes. There are probably a few other races that are apart of the canine family, but those three are the majority. The Purrzelski are the counterparts to the Wolvrium, they are a collection of feline races. Humanoid Lions, Tiger, Cats, etc. There are other races in the universe and the list could go on forever, but those are the main powers in the universe.

Now I know I mentioned a lot about this and that being illegal in the universe, but I never really went into who made the rules. Well, there is another race that tops them all. The Odians. The Odians are a race of what basically amounts to angels and demons. They are represented on earth very well honestly, but there are no the angels are good and the demons are evil. They both are chaotic neutral as hell. They do what they want, and they have the power and authority to get away with it. Their technology is almost unmatched which is what makes up for their lack in numbers.

Now this brings me to another topic, how I got my title and the way my body is. Karen doesn’t know the whole story as she only knows what happened to me after she was implanted inside of me, but apparently, I stole from the Odians. Now we aren’t talking just taking some money, some furniture, or even one of their high-tech ships. I apparently stole Karen. They made artificial intelligence illegal due to the rouge ones, but that didn’t stop them from developing their own. They made Karen and I accidently took her from them.

Now they want her back and in order to get her back they must kill me first. The reason they must kill me is twofold. One, I don’t want to give her back and two, she is literally merged with me one hundred percent and removing her would kill me anyways. The Odians have marked me as the most wanted man in the universe and placed a bounty on me so large that even I kind of want to turn myself in, if it didn’t you know, require my death.

Luckily, they don’t know my name and they weren’t able to even get my description. They literally posted a bounty with no picture, name, or even a description. All they put was “Human with an enhanced body” that was it. I laughed when Karen first told me what my bounty poster said. It honestly made no sense to me why they would even put a bounty up in the first place like that. You would think with as smart as they are that they would know that wouldn’t work.

Any smuck could just capture and enhanced human and turn them in for the money. It’s all around dumb and was probably done by one of the other races they employ as manual labor and secretary type positions. Also, I didn’t really steal Karen either. I just happened upon a wreck on the planet I was on at the time that had Karen stored in it. I had opened the box and saw it was filled with glowing purple liquid and when I touched it, yes, my dumbass touched alien goop, I know. When I touched the goop, it was absorbed into my body and I was instantly met with pain beyond anything I could imagine.

Know I don’t remember any of this thankfully, but that was how Karen described that her assimilation process was supposed to go. She remade my body in a way to where I was physically stronger than the strongest races in the universe, smarter than the knowledge kind of way, faster than anything on earth to say the least, and a few other upgrades. It was honestly a cheat in a way or at least I thought it was. Karen quickly shot that down and said that I was still vulnerable to certain technology. High tech lazers could fry me faster than the nanobots could repair, an electromagnetic pulse, or emp for short, could disrupt the nanobots long enough that a shot to the head could instantly kill me, being thrown in a sun, dropped in a volcano, having my head chopped off, my heart ripped out, being stuck in the vacuum of space, lots of things.

Nothing was invulnerable in the universe. There were plenty of immortals, but nothing invulnerable. I was sad when I heard that, but I perked up a little bit when she told me that I was basically immortal now. The Odians themselves are naturally immortal, but the nanobots inside of my body are constantly working and keeping my body at optimum physical condition. They even prevent cell decay which is what basically prevents me from dying of old age. Also, according to Karen she was programmed in such a way that she was completely loyal to the first person that she assimilated with. She said that according to some files she found she was meant for some Odian prince to be given to a woman that he fell in love with that was of a lesser race.

Anyways back to the present, I was working on building a rudimentary A.I. to start building my company with. I figure that I could sell them at different tiers. A lower tier for personal use or use in a home environment. Now there are companies selling what they call A.I. to the populace, but their A.I. is just what I would consider Learning Intelligence. Both A.I. and L.I. work in the same basic principle but Learning Intelligence must function in ways that they were programmed and could only add a limited amount of learned features to that. They could learn your routine, your voice, other people's voice, among a limited number of other things.

True Artificial Intelligence on the other hand was like having another real person in your life. When you are asleep, they could be up doing whatever they want. They can advise you against certain things, interact with you on an intimate level, or even deciding to develop their own technology. True Artificial Intelligence is literally like building another being and bringing life to it. They are your child and they need to be treated in such a way. You could also treat them as a lover if that was what you are into.

I grinned, “Ain’t that right Karen?”

There was a sultry laugh, “Of course dear.”

I laughed, “Did you finish up the A.I. love?”

The screen flickered and a purple woman with an outrageous figure appeared on screen, “Yes dear. I have finished development on Sasha v0.5.”

I nodded, “Great. Could you be a doll and go ahead and set up a company in my name? Would you take care of all the other things needed in order to get her out on the market?”

Karen laughed, “Already taken care of love. Mors Technology has already been set up with you as the owner. I have sent a trial sample to a couple of tech leads that head a few of the major conventions. I have already had a couple of replies stating that they would love for you to be at their conventions in order to show off your technology. They also stated that they would like to purchase a couple of tier 5 versions.”

I grinned, “You are the best. If any of the invitations are for CES then go ahead and accept that one. Also, tell them that we are more than happy to sell them a Tier 5 version, but that tier is limited to one per parent company. The reason I say parent company is because I don’t want them thinking they could open another company and then buy another Tier 5. They are more than welcome to purchase as many Tier 4 and below as they want though.”

Karen nodded, “Reply sent. A few of the companies weren’t happy, but most of them agreed to your terms. Also, I would like to point out that most of the companies have already tried to hack into our servers. I have taken care of the intruding programs, but would you like me to retaliate?”

I thought about it for a second before replying, “Sure, but don’t cripple them. Just give them a warning message saying that if they try this stunt again, I will ruin them completely.”

She laughed, “Warning sent. Two companies tried to hack in again and I have followed up on our promise. A robotics company and a shipping company have officially lost all digital data on their servers and backup servers. They have also had their accounts sucked dry. Would you like me to secretly transfer the money into your account?”

I shook my head, “No, go ahead and transfer the money into any charities that you think are credible. Especially if they deal with child sexual abuse and orphanages. Keep the donations anonymous.”

She smiled lovingly at me, “I have done as you asked. A total of four point seven billion dollars has been distributed among sixty-seven charitable organizations with no history of fraud or embezzlement.”

I grinned and checked the internet to see when CES was. It was surprisingly next week, and they made the last-minute change to include my company. The article even said I was going to be releasing a “industry changing technology” which wasn’t far off from the truth. I laughed and then checked the e-mail I received from the planning department for CES. They gave me the VIP tickets that they said I could hand out and they even gave me one of the bigger venues available. There was a note stating that the only reason a startup company like mine was getting a bigger venue was because my Artificial Intelligence program was going to revolutionize the industry. That and they couldn’t break the contracts they had with the other companies they promised the bigger venues.

I wasn’t too worried though. Sasha v0.5 was going to be a hit; it would be impossible not to. People would have to be dumb to not see the fact that she was by far better than any Learning Intelligence or Personal Assistant to date. Karen did place an automatic deactivation function and put into the terms of agreement that no one reads stating that if you plan on doing anything illegal with the A.I. you would be reported automatically to the authorities and banned from ever buying another product of Mors Technology. Any attempt at prying into Sasha’s coding would also automatically shut her down and issuing a ban. Though this ban would just be for any Artificial Intelligence based products.

The week went by and I spent plenty of time with the girls. Zolette finally gave me a blowjob much to the encouragement of Victoria. She was ten times better than Victoria at it. Which is understandable based on what I knew. Her dad was a drunk and gambled a lot. Zoe was offered up to some fat fuck to pay off her father's debt. She was used and abused by him and his men before she was sent home. Her father then decided to have his way with her as well. The moment I found out about this it too both Zolette and Victoria to convince me to not just straight murder the man after I cut his balls out one sliver at a time.

I was going to peel his testicles apart like you would peel and apple. I hadn’t decided if I wanted to use a butter knife or a rusty knife. Maybe a combination of the two, yeah, a rusty butter knife. I would never understand why she wouldn’t let me just murder him other than it was her mom’s dying wish to see him live a long life. I would never understand how some women could just fall for a scumbag and then just stay with them. Her dad had to have been hung, but I personally don’t think that is a valid reason. Oh well, I’ll never get anywhere in life thinking about things no one will never understand.

The girls and I packed up and jumped on a plane to Los Hegas. Used to be the city of Las Vegas, but after the war some dude named Samuel Hegas took over and remade the town a bit. It’s still known as Sin City, but it’s a little looser on its laws. Prostitution is legal in the city limits and is taxed by the city. Hell, they even made sex in the streets legal to an extent. Anything lewdin front of children younger than sixteen was still illegal. To me none of that sounded all that bad. Rape was still illegal, but that was a federal law and couldn’tbe changed by the state. Ever since the war the government has pulled a lot of the independent freedoms from the states. No longer were they allowed to create laws that completely contradict federal laws. Sort of like the marijuana laws back in the day.

Those laws made marijuana legal in the state you were currently in while it was still illegal federally. Gone were those days. Anyways I digress, murder was illegal still, but get this. Hiring someone to kill someone else was perfectly legal. Even at the federal level. How that works with murder itself being illegal is beyond me, but I figured it had something to do with my previous family back in the day. I mean, the family business was all about murder for hire so yeah. There was one thing that was kind of good though. Murder was still illegal and due to that, the person that hired the assassin may be in the clear, but if the assassinwas caught? Straight to the firing squad for him or her. It made the price for assassins go up astronomically. Someone who was willing to kill for around twenty grand was now twenty million. The rewards had to balance out with the risks. We arrived in Hegas and got off our plane.

When we stepped in the terminal, I called a SUber. Yeah, I know stupid name huh? They basically upgraded from the Uber that operated in the early two thousand and tens and changed it to Super Uber or SUber for short. They know offered plane rides, helicopter rides, hover jet rides, boat rides, or and even hover car rides. Earth’s technology has come a hell of a long way since the twenty first century. Still, Earth was a backwater planet compared to most of the ones in the universe.

The SUber that I called was just for a plain old limo. To me the old-fashioned limos were still the way to go. There was no driver as a pseudo A.I. would be driving the car. I told the limo our destination and we were off to the hotel. As we drove down the road, I saw multiple guys and girls going into little buildings off the side of the road. They were built by the city’s Department of Ass, Pussy, and Investigation into Male Pleasure and Satisfaction, or DAPIMPS for short because let’s face it... that’s a mouthful. I laughed when I thought of the name for the department, but honestly it fucking fits.

We arrived at the hotel almost fifteen minutes later and went inside to the receptionist. The woman standing at the counter was quite cute. She was wearing all green and black along with her black eyeliner and lipstick. Her bust was above average and she had a perfectly round ass from what Zeke could see. Her name badge said Samantha and she was chewing a piece of bubble gum. Zeke and the girls stopped in-front of the counter and waited for a few seconds. The woman looked up from her phone and then popped a bubble.

She sighed while she sat up and spoke with a lazy tone, “Welcome to the Harlot Manor how may I help you today?”

I grinned; I remember what it was like to work at a shitty job like this. I felt the same way too when he had to do them for an assignment. Which is what this girl was doing. She had too much of an awareness to her. She may look all gothed up and bored, but she is glancing around subtly when she thinksI’m not looking.

I pretended to think for a minute before answering, “I want your most expensive suite. Preferably a Alaskan King Size Bed and a Hot Tub.”

The woman nodded and clicked a bit on the computer before handing me a small little card, “This is the card to your room, please don’t lose it or it will cost you. The cost for the room is twenty five thousand a night and if you lose the card we take on another five thousand for the replacement.”

I took the card as I handed and I used my phone to send her computer a payment.

Her computer dinged and she gave me a nod, “I have activated your room key, please have a wonderful stay at the Harlot Manor.”

She immediately ignored us and went back to playing on her computer. I laughed and then headed towards the elevator. I used a Nano-drone to look back and I saw that the woman was calling someone on her cellphone as she watched me walk down the hall.

I had the drone record her audio, “... yes sir he has arrived at the hotel like you said he would. Yes sir. Yes. Will do sir. See you shortly.”

I pondered who she was on the phone with, but I figured I would probably find out sooner or later. Probably sooner based on what I heard her say.

I laughed as we got onto the elevator, “Karen, could you please let me know if the woman at the reception desk gets a call pertaining to me?”

I received an immediate reply, “Of course dear.”

The girls and I arrived at the top floor and entered our room. It was lavish to say the least. Anti-gravity bed, Hot Tub, Kitchen, Bathroom, and a VR Room. The place had pretty much everything. I was standing in front of the bed admiring the room when I was pushed onto my back. I was laying on the bed as I felt someone straddle me.

I looked down and saw Victoria working at my belt. I raised an eyebrow, “And what do I owe this pleasure?”

She grinned, “Absolutely nothing, but seeing those prostitutes going at it coming down one of the side streets I got horny. What better way to get rid of that horniness than by losing my virginity?”

Wait, what!? Before I could protest or say anything, she already had my semi-hardness out and was sitting down on me. She was so soaked that I slid right into her. Her ass collided with my hips as she let out a scream of pleasure. I leaned my head back and groaned a bit. Damn she was tight. I looked over and saw Zoe was sitting in one of the chairs with her hands in her pants moving them furiously. I looked back towards Victoria and she was staring at me with a burning passion in her eyes.

She licked her lips, “Fuck me lover.”

I gladly obliged as I grabbed her hips and started thrusting upwards. I pounded into her relentlessly from below, the side, the rear, the top, basically any direction you could think of. She had peaked a few times and I was about ready to blow myself. I turned her over and started to pound her from behind as I buried her face into the bed. She had another orgasm as I slammed myself into her one last time before letting go myself. I pumped load after load inside of her before she passed out. I pulled out and gave her a kiss before covering her up.

I looked over at Zoe who was spasming from an orgasm of her own. I walked over to her as she finished and pointed down, “Would you like to clean me up babe?”

She excitedly got down on her knees and was about to go to town when someone cleared their throat from the entrance to the room.

I looked over and saw a man standing there with a couple of burly looking shirtless men. He was glaring at me while tapping his foot, “I have waited long enough brat. I let you pound my daughter into heaven as a gift from me, but I will not wait while you have another woman clean her fluids from your rod.”

Inwardly I was cussing at myself and Karen. How the fuck did both of us miss fucking Nathaniel Pheonix walking into the room?

Karen cleared her throat, “To be fair dear. You were preoccupied, and I was... Well, I was preoccupied myself.”

I couldn’t compute what she was saying, “What the hell took all of your processing to concentrate on?”

She coughed, “Well I assigned a small portion to the receptionist and when you started fucking Victoria, I assigned the rest to watch you two. It was very hot if I do say so myself dear. I was able to get off a couple of times and they were fabulous.”

I sighed, fuck. I have a voyeuristic A.I. and now I must deal with a fucking old man from one of the families. This is just fucking great.

Karen laughed, “If it helps dear, at least I’m not jealous.”

I sighed again, at least that is a plus. A jealous and obsessed A.I. is not what I need right now.