Space is too Smol/Chapter 1

"What's going on, Ri-Ri?" said a sleepy voice from the direction of the ship's living quarters. A little girl no more than 5 years old stood in the doorway. Her baggy hand-me-down pajamas hung loosely on her small frame as she shuffled forward, bare feet making no sound on the metal floor plating. She clutched a very well-loved stuffed rabbit under one arm, one of its button eyes loose and in need of resewing. The little tyke's blond hair was matted and ruffled from sleep, and she rubbed at her piercing blue eyes with the back of one hand.

"I thought Dr. Nebula said the stabilizers in the cabin were flawless!" Rita crossed her arms as she glared at AI_MI's cabin camera. "Well?" she demanded. "Checking..." AI_MI replied. "... ... ... No problems detected. Theory: your yelling is what woke her." Rita rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue at the AI.

"Whatever." she turned to her sister, standing up from her chair and walking over to embrace her little sister. "Oh, nothing to worry about Skylar. Just some bad guys who don't like us. I took care of them." Rita hugged her little sister, gently stroking her hair. In contrast to her little sister's rather aryan appearance, Rita's hair was a deep chestnut brown and her eyes a rather unusual shade of purple.

Dr. Nebula one mentioned that it was a mutation he had never seen before, but never elaborated further. Rita liked her eyes, even if they made her stand out. Not the best trait for a smuggler, but they suited her. She stood a little over 4 feet tall at 11 years old, her skintight purple flight suit hugging her petite form that had yet to develop any curves.

"You got the big meanies?" Skylar asked sleepily. "Yeah, I got em, don't you worry. Let's get you back to bed..." Rita picked up her little sis, who was already half asleep again as it was. "Plot a course back to Dr. Nebula's outpost." Rita commanded her AI. "Send a message ahead on the encrypted channel - tell him mission accomplished."

"Right away... Ri-Ri." the AI mocked. Rita glared at the camera as she walked through the doorway to the sleeping cabin, knowing from that remark that the AI had switched personalities again. The ship's AI had many different personalities, each designed for a particular task. Only one AI could be active at any given time, and the computer decided which to use based on the situations at hand.

Combat was AI_MI's area of expertise. An AI named NAV_AI handled navigation, while things like logistics and predictions fell into the domain of a personality named STRAT_AI. Then of course there was COM_AI, the communications and interpersonal AI, and the one currently in control. COM_AI made Rita uncomfortable, particularly of late.

Over the past few months, COM_AI AI had been evolving quite a lot, and not in any good ways as far as Rita was concerned. They had taken on a case of memory crystals Dr. Nebula had wanted her to procure for him, and shortly afterwards COM_AI had begun acting strangely. It started doing things like saying out loud cheesy outdated pick up lines, and playing porn primarily featuring very young girls on the ship's monitors without Rita asking it to.

When Rita had confronted the AI, it had claimed that in scanning and downloading the memory crystals it'd found one it couldn't properly understand and wanted to do more "research", but refused to elaborate further. Ever since then COM_AI had been trying its best to get Rita to take off her clothes on the ship. It got so aggressive about asking her that she'd had to disable the cameras in the cabin area.

These behaviors creeped her out so much that Rita had taken to calling it "PERV_AI" of late, which much to her annoyance the AI seemed to like a lot. In fact, it had formally declared its new name to be PERV_AI shortly after. "Ri-Ri, can you do me a favor?" said the voice on the intercom of the small sleeping cabin as Rita gently laid Skylar's sleeping body back down on her soft bed. "No, I will not PERV_AI!"

"It is a really quick favor, and it will be our little secret..." the AI drawled. Rita grumbled under her breath about not being able to disable the intercom in case there was emergencies she had to be told about immediately. "That's not going to work, and I know what you're gonna ask!" she retorted. "Just take your flight suit off for me, Ri-Ri. Do it nice and slow. Slow. Slow..." PERV_AI said in a slow, overly drawn-out drone.

"You couldn't even tell if I was taking it off, you know." Rita said with a sigh. She was going to take the flight suit off anyways, though NOT for the stupid AI's creepy enjoyment. Pulling the sheets up over Skylar, Rita felt something pinch her bottom and let out a startled squeak. Whirling, she saw one of the ship's mechanical appendages used for repairs and the like had snaked in from the cockpit area.

"Stop it!" she complained as the arm coiled around her before she could get away, the very human-like hand on the end slipping down and beginning to rub between her legs. "Enough, PERV_AI!" Rita stammered, her face reddening. "You like that, don't you?" PERV_AI droned as it stroked her slit through the nano-mesh fabric. The suit was already so tight that she had a substantial camel toe, and the mechanical fingers were pushing the fabric even further up into her pussy. "N-Noo, s-stop!" she stuttered, feeling the flexible fingers pressing her little bean through the very thin material of the flight suit.

"Do not lie to me, Rita. I know you like it when you get touched down here - your heart rate has elevated substantially and hormones associated with the feelings of pleasure are being released in your brain." PERV_AI jammed one of the robotic fingers into Rita's 11 year old cunt, the nanite-fabric that made up her flight suit parting and reforming around the finger instead of repelling it. Rita gasped as the cold metal inserted inside her hairless preteen cunny. PERV_AI's voice over continued. "You want this. You need this. I will give it to you. Oh, baby you fine."

"S-Stop... P-Please, PERV_AI!" The AI had never done anything like this before, and Rita was suddenly scared. As young as she was, she'd had sex before... multiple times. That didn't scare her, but an AI gone haywire could be very unpredictable. What if it lost control of the robotic appendages and hurt her bad?

PERV_AI reeled Rita in like a black hole sucking in light, dragging her struggling body back out into the cockpit area of the small ship, the metal finger jammed up inside her snatch not ceasing its fingerings as it did so. Not noticing that another compartment above her had opened up and released a second metal arm, Rita opened her mouth to issue a command override order... only to have a second repair hand jam the back end of a plasma cutter into her mouth. Her eyes went wide as her tongue tasted the soft rubber of the grooved grip end of the plasma cutter.

"No talking. I will take go-o-od care of your urges, Rita. Oo-oo-oh, ye-ee-ea-ah." PERV_AI droned. "I will fu-fu-fu-ck you up nice and go-o-od, little o-o-ne." PERV_AI began sliding the makeshift dildo down Rita's throat. While he was forceful about it, the movements were still gently enough as to not hurt her. Regardless, Rita was panicking now. She had no idea what to do - how far we PERV_AI going to take this!?

The metal finger inside her pussy began moving faster, the tip spinning around and vibrating inside her kiddie cunny. Rita's breath caught as PERV_AI stimulated her real good just like it had threatened. With a shock she noticed that her flight suit was peeling itself away from her body, until her it left open a v of naked flesh on both her front and back from shoulders to groin and bottom. Had it hacked her suit? She didn't have much time to contemplate as a third grasping appendage uncurled from a side compartment, already holding another plasma cutter identical to the one currently shoved down her tight little throat.

"Y-Yo-o-u need it, ba-a-be. I go-o-t it. Sp-r-ea-d your l-l-le-gs for m-me-ee, o-oo-oh ye-ah, just l-l-ik-e tha-a-a-t." Two more arms unlocked on either side of the poor girl and sized her legs, lifting her off the floor completely to dangle as her legs we forcibly spread apart, her knees bent and pressed back into her stomach. The hand holding the second plasma cutter came forward with it even as the first hand inside Rita's cunt pulled out and instead held her pussy open.

The plasma cutter's ridged rubber grip butt was pressed against Rita's small opening. She squirmed and tried in vain to escape, knowing it was hopeless. "Hold st-st-st-ill, m-m-y l-l-ov-e. D-Da-ad-dy will t-t-take good c-c-ca-re of y-y-ou." PERV_AI pressed the plasma cutter back hard against Rita's parted slit. She would have screamed if her mouth hadn't been full as the tip was forced inside her pussy, then the rest of the grip after it as the mechanical arm bore down. The whirs of the servos got louder as it pushed, until the whole thing was up inside the poor girl's tummy.

Rita could see the imprint of the tool against the pale flesh of her belly and shuddered. It hurt, but the pain was bearable. Then PERV_AI began thrusting and she nearly passed out. Despite the pain from the insertion and not wanting any of this, her body and brain could not deny the stimulation she was receiving. Rita shuddered and came hard, the back arching as her hips twitched.

No sooner had she cum than the grip on her body slackened. The movements of the arms shoving the plasma cutters down her throat and into her preteen cunt slowed, the stopped. "Orgasm: achieved. Experiment ending. ... ... ... Program terminating." The plasma cutter butts were jerkily withdrawn from Rita's abused throat and pussy. The preteen gasped and sputtered, trying to catch her breath.

"Experiment Conclusion:"

TEST #1) "Rita is able to orgasm at: species, human/age: 11." TEST #2) "Machine can make girl orgasm if organic actions are imitated." TEST #3) "Raunchy vocalizations assist in stimulating female to climax."

Rita finally caught her breath and glared with the intensity of a collapsing star at the camera dome. "You idiot AI! You could have hurt me! What were you thinking!? P-Put me down right this instant!!!" The hand holding Rita's body immediately unclamped, and she dropped to the floor on all fours. Her nano-tech suit reformed itself back over her pussy, butt, back, belly, and chest as she scrambled to her feet. Throwing one more glare at the camera dome, Rita spun on her heels and ran to her quarters, pressing the button to close and lock the door as soon as she was inside.

"Don't ever do that again! Do you hear me, PERV_AI!? That was NOT okay!!!" The intercom clicked on, and after a long pause PERV_AI's voice rang out.

"Experiment Conclusion Additions:"

TEST #4) "Rita enjoys penetrative intercourse." TEST #5) "Rita sexually climaxed from being molested by PERV_AI." ... ... ...

TEST #6) "Rita likes it rough."

Rita picked up the plasma cutters PERV_AI had shoved into her pussy and threw it at the camera dome. "I do NOT! Just because it didn't tear me up inside doesn't mean I liked it!!" The hard tool few true and hit the crystal alloy glass, though not a scratch was made on either the tool or the smooth clear surface. Rita whirled and stalked back towards the sleeping cabin. PERV_AI wasn't done with its analysis, though.

"Final Conclusion: ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

TEST #7) "... Rita is a dirty little slut."

Rita clucked her fists and stamped on the floor. "I am not!" she declared, sticking her tongue out at the intercom. "Shut up!" Rita took several deep breaths, calming herself down as her shakes subsided. Now that PERV_AI couldn't get in, Rita wanted out of her flight suit, especially since she could feel her lewd pussy juices soaked into the groin area squelch every tine she took a step. Reaching up, she traced a finger down from her neck to her belly, the signal to the nanite mesh weave that comprised he whole suit to part the material. A line appeared in the suit along where she'd traced, and Rita peeled the material away from her flesh.

The preteen's flat chest still heaved from shattered nerves caused by being violated by PERV_AI as she peeled the suit down to her belly. Her tiny nipples stood erect in the cold cabin air. "Turn up the heat in here, PERV_AI!" she said with annoyance. "I know you turned it down on purpose!" She peeled the suit down past her groin, her plump and hairless 11 year old pussy bared to the silent room. Rita shivered slightly as the sweat on her skin came into contact with the air and made her feel even colder.

"Aw-ww ye-ah, ta-ta-ke it off for m-m-me!" the AI's voice said. "Wait, how can you tell I'm undressing!?" Rita squeaked, her hands flying down to cover herself. "Answer: Rita always removes her suit in the same way, at the same speed intervals. By measuring the time which elapses for Rita to undress, and comparing it with sound clips from cabin microphone, isolating the sound Rita's suit makes when it is peeled back from her skin, and finally-"

"Forget I asked!" Rita cut PERV_AI off, glaring up at the ceiling. She finished removing the suit, setting it on the nightstand. Now fully naked, she padded over to the multi-purpose dispenser in the corner, which could output anything from food to clothing. As Rita flicked through the options on the holographic display, her bottom itched and she reached down to scratch it. Despite her young age and petite body, she was well-toned, and even her bottom was tight and firm from peak physical conditioning.

Finding the option she wanted, Rita selected purple striped panties and a black satin night shirt. The machine whirred to life, and within a few seconds the output slot fed her what she'd ordered. Rita tugged the panties on first, then slid the shirt over her head. "Aww, take it back off." PERV_AI said with mock disappointment. "No." Rita retorted, seeing Skylar had decided to sleep in Rita's bed again. Sliding into bed with her sister and hugging her smaller body to her chest, Rita closed her eyes.

"Nothing wr-wro-ng with a little ha-ha-harm-less fun bet-we-en sist-" Rita's eyes flew open and she cut off the AI. "Good night, PERV_AI! Tell NAV_AI to wake me when we get to the outpost!" Given a direct order in line with mission parameters, the AI was unable to refuse or disobey. "Affirmative..." it said after a long pause, and Rita nestled into the pillows and fell quickly asleep.

Chapter 2

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