Chapter 10: After Action Action

The thing about Michael's ladies, violence makes them horny -- kicking ass makes them really horny. This wasn't a nanite thing; it was apparent in the nights before nanites. Nanites just added stamina, lots of stamina ... .

The after action action shouldn't have been a surprise, not really. Rachel had jumped Michael's bones shortly after they had taken out her husband's killers and rescued Cathleen. Cathleen had bonded with them both that night, and Carole had ridden him to completion at her first real opportunity after slitting the throat of one of her rapists during the rescue mission at the farm hideout.

Only little Patricia's age had kept her from leaping into the saddle after that rescue. Now, having turned fourteen and becoming Michael's fifth and latest human partner wife, she arrived from the schoolhouse extraction so horny she could hardly stand herself. His other wives looked on knowingly as she and their Pixie each grabbed one of Michael's hands and dragged him into the family bedroom.

Like that first night for Rachel, Patricia wanted no preparation. She ripped off her school girl blouse and skirt, and immediately started removing Michael's clothes. Their Pixie was only slightly behind, pushing Michael onto their bed so she could pull off his pants, both legs at once. Suspecting what was coming, Michael rolled so that his legs were on the bed.

Good that he did, because when the object of their affection sprang free, Patricia quickly straddled him, notched that object, and sank until her landing strip grounded. She groaned, and began riding for all she was worth.

"Easy, Baby! Don't rip it off," Michael cautioned.

Hannah, having assured herself that Patricia was well and truly started, crawled up and lowered her itchy pussy to Michael's eager lips. She sighed as he began to suck and lick, then she leaned forward to kiss her sister-wife. This caused Patricia to slow a little to prevent the two women from damaging themselves while they kissed.

Not in the least concerned, Michael's remaining three ladies slipped into the room, stripping as they entered. You might remember that Rachel and Cathleen tended to be both raunchy and vocal when engaged in multiple partner sex, and this time was different only because Dora took it upon herself to egg them on.

The companions had their own celebratory orgy. On the other side of the bed, they piled on the Nerds, designated heroes of the companions, and started a competition to see how many of them could cum before Jimmy or Richard fired off a round. The younger man had reached epic abilities in his sexual stamina, and Richard was well on his way to matching. The ladies were very pleased with them. Even Carley had opted to let her sister get her rocks off with her spouses without a tagalong.

Vicky and Victoria, still transitioning, confined themselves to kissing and seriously heavy petting. They could see their futures and were quite pleased.

As the evening progressed, Patricia and Hannah crossed over to fawn on the Nerds. Their appreciation was especially welcome as the whole family considered them the other stars of the rescue. The two sponsors each reached out to one of the Nerds, placed hands on either side of her companion's face, and planted a deep soul kiss.

Dora, whose image was floating legs crossed in a tailor position, cleared her virtual throat. "I'm thinking now would be a good time for an announcement."

Eyes turned to look at her, but active sex didn't stop. These folks were horny!

Dora waited for effect, probably not well achieved in the middle of orgies-in-progress, but she continued. "Family, I'm pleased to tell you ... . after reviewing the after-action reports and videos, Birdie Williams and Wilhelma Schwartz, the responsible AIs have determined that your CAPs now qualify you as sponsors. Congratulations. Your exact scores will be given privately in the morning."

Pandemonium erupted, and the Nerds were in real danger of being crushed.

In the morning a jubilant family retrieved their favorite wakeup beverage and gathered in the conversation pit.

Birdie and Billie looked at each other, then Billie spoke, "We want to stay in the family, but we don't think we should marry you. Don't take this wrong, we love you and are grateful to you, but we aren't 'in love.' We think we should have our own marriage." She paused, concern in her eyes.

Michael stood and held out his arms, and relief washed over them. "I think that is a great idea. You are welcome to share with us anytime and all the time."

As they settled back into that early (actually not so early, considering,) morning peace with coffee and loved ones, Michael mused. "As long as you are a member of this family, and wish it, you will be assigned with us -- that was in our original contract. That was also agreed to for anyone we chose as a permanent team member."

He pursued his thoughts out loud, "It would be wise to get with Dora and review all the elements of our contract and implementing instructions to see if they match your wishes, and how they would apply if you leave this family or if you stay. Patricia jumped right in, and everything seems okay, but maybe we should have done this for her as well."

He looked to the newly anointed Nerds to assure they were following his line of thinking, and they nodded.

"Okay. You've heard Sam call me a 'special snowflake' more than once," Michael grinned. "I suppose he is right in some ways, but that doesn't go far enough. We are the special snowflake -- our family. Hold that in your heads and listen to this family 'war story.'"

Michael paused for a moment, then started, "My father went into the army about four years before the US withdrawal from Vietnam. It was a few months after his ROTC commissioning, because he had politely called the assignment office and asked if he could delay for a few months. It was no skin off their backs, and they changed his report date.

"While Dad was in his officer basic course, representatives from the Office of Personnel Operations (OPO) flew in from the pentagon and made a pitch. ROTC commissioned reservists were obligated for two years of active duty. Almost all initial orders included Vietnam or 'short tour' as the subsequent assignment. At that time, accompanied assignments in Europe required at least two years of remaining service commitment, and if a lieutenant voluntarily committed to an additional year, OPO would guarantee an assignment to Europe. Several of his married classmates jumped at the offer. Dad said they called the personnel officers 'fairy godmothers.'

"But they didn't fully understand. They were, indeed, assigned to Europe -- mostly Germany -- but one year after arrival, they were on their way to Vietnam. The rules said that they had to have two years remaining to be assigned on that accompanied tour, but there were no rules and no 'contract' requiring that they remain there for two years."

There were some wide eyes, and Michael continued, "Dad was unmarried at the time, and as a service brat, he was aware of the importance of a 'dream sheet.' He put Vietnam as his first choice as it was a high probability anyway, but his second choice was Germany. Then he made sure that his two languages, German and Spanish, were listed.

"That was no fake choice Dad put down. He was patriotic, and he would have gone. He just figured there was a chance the army needed more butter bars in other places, and he wanted to maximize his chance to be one of them.

"He spent several months at his branch school taking a couple of additional specialty courses, then he was cadre a while longer. He used the time to get to know his superiors and the senior NCOs, and doing one hell of a good job. Then orders arrived assigning him to Germany -- for a short tour."

Michael was on a roll. "So Dad started researching the types of units and locations that were still in Germany. He talked to the senior NCOs and asked them where they thought his talents would fit and who they considered the best commanders. Then he talked to his commanding officer and several other officers whose opinions he valued.

"Dad sent a letter and detailed resume to the commander of the unit he had targeted, asking if there was a potential fit. He mentioned being a brat. He mentioned NCOs that he knew had worked for this man in other assignments. He mentioned German language. He offered names of officers stateside that he worked for or supported. If Sam thinks I'm a 'special snowflake,' Dad was a freaking 'special snowball.'"

There was now anticipation on the faces surrounding Michael, "So dad gets this nice letter back, maybe a month later, saying 'sorry, all my slots are filled; I wish I had an opening; please remember me to sergeant so-and-so.' Dad just waited. About three weeks before he was to fly out, there was another letter asking what his flight and arrival date was to be. It told him there was now an open slot replacing a lieutenant on orders for Vietnam and asked him to call the unit's duty officer as soon as the wheels were down."

Michael grinned, "It gets better. Dad gets to the replacement depot in Frankfurt, and he is met by a corporal his own age who had worked for him the first few months after Dad's basic course. 'Welcome to Frankfurt, sir. I'm the colonel's clerk. I told him you were a good guy and asked for permission to retrieve you.'"

"Then he grabbed one of Dad's bags and led the way to the colonel's staff car!"

"Dad ended up assigned to SASCOM -- basically in the management organization for nuclear warheads and documents for NATO. He managed to extend for an additional year, was promoted to captain, and earned his second Army Commendation Medal. He did a hell of a job, and everybody benefited," Michael finished.

"Okay, Grasshoppers, or should I say Padawans, what did Snowflake learn from Snowball?" he asked.

As expected, Hannah was first. "Know ALL the implications and gottchas before you commit."

Others followed in rapid succession. "Do your research." "Ask for what you want, or you probably will not get it." "Both parties need to come out a winner." And on it went.

Michael turned to the Nerds. "Now you see why I want you to consult with Dora? You must understand as fully as you can what any decision you make will mean -- before you commit. Otherwise, it may be too late." They nodded.

Michael was satisfied that his points were made. He stood up and went over to Billie and Birdie, pulling them up into a hug. "Ladies -- loves -- you are on the verge of a transition, from slaves to citizens of a universe we don't fully understand. Our family will back you, but be careful, especially who you choose to join your family."

Billie spoke, "It is really coming home the huge risk you took -- are taking -- in granting us all the privileges and protection you did. I don't know how you and your ladies came to make that decision in the short time that you knew us. We want your help in making our choices."

Birdie nodded and added, "We remember the promise you made to Jimmy and Richard. We will be sure that any man we add will not expect or desire any guy-to-guy sex. We wouldn't mind, but we would not want to add any pressures of that kind. We DO want to stay with your -- our -- family."

Michael felt compelled to explain, "Ladies, men, Dora especially. I want it fully understood, I am NOT homophobic nor anti-gay men. You are free to and encouraged to include them in your recruitment to our team or charges, and they are welcome in our home. I simply have a personal squick about involvement with guy to guy sex, just as I have some others that you have come to know. Some would consider my squick a flaw, maybe it is, but it is me." He looked at Victor and Vicky, "I can be flexible, but I think not that flexible," and he smiled.

That night and over the next several evenings, the Nerds brought to dinner men and women from the blood drive extractions and women from the girls' school rescue. The audition for their family membership began and lasted over several weeks. A number of the candidates had young children, and they were invited as well.

Mindful of their continuing missions, the ladies preferentially interviewed social workers, counselors, teachers, and others with skills needed to help assimilate and assist both healthy and damaged individuals from the increasingly traumatic and often violent extractions. Richard's brother Jackson was a frequent visitor, and used the family's input to select from among the candidates interviewed by the Nerds. In the end, all three were pleased.