Space is too Smol/Chapter 3

Rita awoke groggily, her head feeling like it was stuffed with cotton. She was the bed she shared with Dr. Nebula, who was not present. Sitting up with a groan, she tossed off the covers and rubbed her eyes. Rita pivoted her body until her legs dangled over the side of the bed, and slid out of it. Her bare feet touched the cold metal of the floor, making the young girl shiver. Looking down, she saw she wore only a thin nightshirt and a fresh pair of extremely childish panties decorated with patterns of cartoon rocket ships Dr. Nebula always put her in wherever she passed out after fucking him.

"I don't get why he likes these so much..." she grumbled under her breath as she stalked over to the wall that held the drawers with her clothes in them. "Lights!" she called, and the room's many illumination strips all immediately lit up. Rita began pulling garments out as she chose an outfit. With her hands full, she turned around and squeaked, dropping her arm load as she finally noticed Dr. Nebula sitting in his favorite leather armchair in the corner of the room with a smirk on his face.

"D-Don't do that!" she complained as he stood and walked over, squaring down to gather her fallen clothes. "Do what?" he said with a chuckle, straightening up and handing her the garments. "...And for your information, as I told you the last time you asked, I just think you look absolutely adorable wearing those panties, my little space girl.~"

Rita felt her cheeks flushing as Dr. Nebula reached down and groped her bottom through the panties, pulling her small body up closer to his. "I-I know..." she mumbled as his big hand massaged her bottom. "Wh-Why are you h-here?" she stammered. "Sh-Shouldn't you b-be in y-your lab..?" Dr. Nebula let go of Rita's butt and rested his hands on her shoulders. "I have a mission for you, but I didn't want to wake you." Rita smirked up at her father with a hooked smile. "You just like watching me sleep, you perv.~" Dr. Nebula chuckled and hugged Rita tight. "Well, yes, but I also wanted to let you sleep." Rita hugged him back tightly before he let her go.

"The mission?" she asked as she stood at attention with her arms locked behind her back. "Always so formal, my little space girl.~" Dr. Nebula smiled. "I need a rare mineral for my experiments from Dendris-5, an uncharted planetoid deep in the Reyum Nebula. The drone I sent to mine there has stopped responding." he paused, handing Rita a holopad which she began reading eagerly.

"Your mission is to recover the drone if possible, and to scuttle it if not. Primarily, though, you must gather the minerals. If the drone failed to mine it for some reason, you will need to do so. I have provided all necessary mining equipment in the event you need to use it."

Rita was a speedy reader, and she asked the first question that came up from the information on the pad. "The environmental conditions are unknown? Do I need a special suit for this planet?" Dr. Nebula nodded. "The radiation in the nebula makes retrieving telemetry data.. unreliable, to put it mildly. As I don't know what dangers you'll be facing, I've gone ahead and developed a new EV suit for you that should be able to adapt to anything it encounters. I wouldn't want my little space girl to get radiation poisoning after all!~"

Rita rolled her eyes as Dr. Nebula walked back over to his armchair and picked up a pile of what looked like cloth on the short table next to it. She tossed her unused outfit onto the bed with a sigh, as it seemed she wouldn't be needing it. Bringing it back over, he held it out and shook it. It looked much like her normal flight suit, though the design was different. This one had yellow lines running down the sides from arm tip, to armpit, to ankle on both sides, and more yellow encircling the collar, and circling the waist. "Nano-tech?" Rita asked curiously and Dr. Nebula shook his head.

"Nanobots are made out of a single material, and one element or alloy alone cannot protect against everything. I had to go with something more... "adaptive" this time." Grinning down at Rita, he smirked. "Strip naked so we can begin the fitting.~" Rita rolled her eyes at him, and grabbed the hem of her nightshirt. "Sure thing, master daddy. Want me to assume "the position" while I'm at it?" As she pulled the shirt up over her face, Rita felt a finger poke her belly. "Don't tempt me, little Rita, ehehe. I'd love to play with you some more, but I've got things in the lab to do today that require that I be able to... focus."

Dr. Nebula's voice trailed off as Rita struggled to get the tight shirt off over her shoulders, wiggling her bare chest around in the process. She stopped squirming as a hand slid down her panties and Dr. Nebula silently began rimming her petite preteen slit. Rita's breath caught as he toyed with her bald cunny opening without penetrating her, and she held still and panted until he reluctantly pulled his hand out of her undies. Two strong hands helped her get the shirt off, and Dr. Nebula tossed the garment onto the bed.

"Go ahead and take the panties off now. But, ahh... do it slow for me, Rita. If you don't mind, heh." Rita smirked at Dr. Nebula and turned away from him, bending over at the waist as she grabbed the band of he panties. She started twitching and wiggling her rump at him as she shimmied down the panties slowly, bending the fabric back on itself to fold it down little by little, revealing her bare bottom to her father inch by inch. "Ahhh Rita, you're such a naughty little girl!" Dr. Nebula guffawed as he watched his adoptive daughter put on a show for him.

Rita leaned her head around to smirk at him sidelong as she finished lowering her panties down to her ankles, stepping out of them and standing up. Turning them inside out, she held them out in her fingers towards him before flinging them onto the bed next to her shirt. "Was that slow enough for you daddy?" she giggles, taking note of the large tent in his pants. "Ahh... You're such a talented seductress, my little space girl. Now come here and try on the suit."

Rite stalked over, putting a bit of a sway in her step as she fought to wipe the grin off her face, since it was "serious time" now. She held out her arms straight as Dr. Nebula pressed a button on the suit's collar. It opened itself up by splitting down the middle from groin to neck. Rita watched in fascination as the suit also split down the seam along the length of the arms and legs. "Turn around..." Dr. Nebula ordered, and Rita eagerly complied. Dr. Nebula held the suit out and pressed it against her naked body. Rita shivered as she felt something that did not seem like fabric touch her naked flesh.

"So what's this thing made out of, then?" Rita asked, then gasped as the fabric moved and closed around her body. She felt very strange as the suit enclosed her, and her heart began to race. "Just try to relax..." Dr. Nebula said soothingly as he held Rita's hands. "It needs to adapt to you on a molecular level, your body just doesn't understand what's happening and is overreacting." Rita nodded, gasping for breath as she began sweating all over. "K-Kay..!" Dr. Nebula squeezed her hands reassuringly as the suit molded itself to her body, weaving itself into her skin.

"I'm sorry this is so... strange, Rita, but it's perfectly safe - I made sure of that. The suit will merge with your skin once it's finished adapting to your DNA. It's made of synthesized bio-molecular skin I developed for you - a sort of artificial living fabric. It can adapt to nearly anything you might encounter and change accordingly. It will repair any damage to your skin automatically, repel radiation and foreign pathogens.. you name it, it does it. This is some of my best work, if I do say so myself.~"

Rita gagged, feeling like her skin was on fire. Worse, the sensation was climbing up her neck and spreading along her head where the suit Dr. Nebula had been holding didn't look like it had any parts. "Wh-Why does my face feel like it's b-burning, t-too!?" Rita gasped. "The shell was just for transport, it will cover you completely. Be strong, it's almost over." Dr. Nebula let go of Rita's hands as the sensation spread there. Rita felt like she was burning alive from toes to crown. Just when she felt like she couldn't take it anymore and had opened her mouth to scream, the pain suddenly cut off as if cut with a knife. She blinked several times, then closed her mouth.

"Wh.. Wha..." she stammered, turning to face her father. "Y-You... you c-could have w-w-warned m-me..!" she stammered, running her fingers over her skin. It felt... normal. Like skin, no different than before. "I know, but you can be very stubborn sometimes. If I'd told you how bad it would hurt I was worried you'd say no... and this really is for the best - I just can't stand the thought of anything bad happening to you, Rita." The girl put her hands on her hips. "You promised you would always let me choose before you did any genetic changes to me!" She complained, her small face glaring up at Dr. Nebula angrily.

"I would never - it wasn't genetic, I promise. I can remove it if you'd like." He held out his hand towards the girl. "Of course, it will hurt again if I do." Rita took a reflexive step back. "No no, it's fine, uhh, as long as it c-can be removed whenever I want..! It can stay on!" Dr. Nebula chuckled, and let his hand drop to his side. "Alright then. Want me to show you how it works?" Rita nodded, her anger forgotten in her eagerness to try out yet another new toy from her daddy. "Sure, how do I activate it?"

"Well, first off it is actually always active, and ready to protect you from any danger. You just don't look or feel like you're wearing it right now." he began to explain. "But if you want to activate it yourself... Well, think about the suit being on your body. Go ahead and try it." Rita raised an eyebrow at him, then thought about herself wearing the suit. Her eyes widened as her skin changed color and texture all over. Dr. Nebula called a mirror down from the ceiling in front of her to see. Rita blinked into the mirror as her entire body. Even her individual hairs and eyeballs looked like they were covered in the strange fabric. "Whoa..." she said, holding up her hands and looking at them.

"Neat, huh?" Dr. Nebula chuckled. Rita examined herself from head to toe in the mirror, noticing that it didn't actually cover her pussy or nipples so much as it perfectly molded to the skin in every way. "Can I not look so... naked, somehow?" she asked, feeling her cheeks getting hot. Dr. Nebula chuckled. "I thought you'd ask that, so I built in a solution for you. Think about wearing panties." Rita listened, and the suit skin around her groin reshaped itself until it looked like she was indeed wearing panties. Her nipples also vanished behind a thicker strip of the living fabric that ran across her chest.

Rita turned to look at her bottom as noted with satisfaction that the fake panties covered her butt as well. "Good enough, I guess. Can I have it not cover my head, though? It looks weird." Dr. Nebula nodded. "You can have it look like it's covering whatever you want. Just imagine what you want it to look like. It can look like any skin-tight outfit you want. The suit can mimic any pigments, too, so feel free to go wild with the colors." Rita nodded, closing her eyes and concentrating. When she opened them again, she looked like she was wearing a skin-tight pink t-shirt with a picture of her ship on it, and black spats.

"This is so cool!" Rita said, bouncing up and down and clapping. "Thank you, daddy!" she exclaimed as she threw her arms around Dr. Nebula's waist. "You're welcome, my dear... I'm glad you like it. I'm just glad it will protect you, heh. It will even protect you in the vacuum of space, not that I hope you ever need protection from that. If you run out of air, the lining in your lungs can recycle one breath of oxygen for up to a year..." Rita stopped listening as she felt Dr. Nebula's cock raise up and poke into her belly. Smirking, she reached down and poked it with the tip of her finger.

Dr. Nebula gasped and stopped rattling off features. "Ahh, I'll send you the specs." He looked down at his adoptive daughter, who was grinning and started back up at him as she massaged the tip of his penis through his clothes with her index finger. "This is such an awesome gift, daddy. Isn't there some way I can... repay you for it?" Rita giggled.

Dr. Nebula, moaned and stroked Rita's cheek with the back of a finger. "Hmmm... Maybe I could use a little help.. "relaxing" before I start my work. I hate sending you out again so soon after you just got back as it is..." Rita looked up at her father, and ordered her suit to change into looking like she was wearing only the rocket panties he liked so much. He cupped her cheek in his hand, turning her small face up to look at him. "Oh, you... You sure know how to tempt me. Alright then, since you're so eager to show daddy how much you love him: can you help daddy relax before you go?" Rita grinning and nodded, still playing with his tip.

Rita found herself being scooped up and carried over to the chair. Dr. Nebula set her down gently on the floor in front of the chair, then sat down with a sigh. Rita sat on her knees in front of him eagerly and waited. Her father's pants vanished before the little girl could so much as blink, and his very erect penis flopped down to rebound off her forehead. "Go on, make me forget about my research for a while, Rita.~" The girl giggled, and ran a finger along his length. "Sure thing, daddy!~" She opened her mouth with a very lewd expression, wrapping a hand around his shaft and guiding the tip towards her open mouth.

Rita let her tongue loll out as she kept the tip of his penis just outside the entrance of her small mouth, feeling Dr. Nebula shiver and his cock throb as her hot breath met his dick. "You are so lewd, Rita. Don't tease daddy, or he might just tease you back!" Smiling with her mouth still open, Rita locked eyes with her daddy as she popped the tip of his cock inside her mouth. Dr. Nebula let out a deep, loud moan as Rita's warm, moist mouth covered his dick. The little girl swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock as she began sliding her hand up and down his shaft. Dr. Nebula panted and reached a hand down toward his adoptive daughter's head, gently stroking her hair as she jerked him off and teased his tip.

"How did I even live before I met you, Rita, my child..." Dr. Nebula moaned as he reached down with his other hand to massage Rita's nipples. Rita's face flushed as he played with her flat chest. Rita felt something bump against her feet and sat up a bit, spreading her legs. She knew what it was - the little robot Dr. Nebula made to pleasure her when she pleased him the way he liked. She imagined her panties being moved aside around the groin as she felt the little robot move into position. "Good girl... Keep going like that and you'll get your reward.~" Rita nodded, beginning to bob her head on Dr. Nebula's cock about a quarter of the way down as she shivered in anticipation.

The robotic dildo pressed upwards, making Rota moan into Dr. Nebula's dick as it parted her pussy lips gently and wormed its way inside her. It was made to feel exactly the same as Dr. Nebula's cock, having been made first as a training tool before being repurposed. Rita felt her insides move to accommodate the large synthetic dick, her tummy bulging out as it filled her up nice and tight. She began bobbing up and down on Dr. Nebula's cock faster, eager to please him so the robot cock would continue pleasuring her.

"Fuck yeah, ohhhh Rita you're such an amazing cock-sucking kid!" Dr. Nebula moaned. "Enjoy the robot fucking your pussy fucking, you've earned it!~" Rita gasped as the dildo inside her began to vibrate and thrust up and down, making her knees wobble. She snaked her tongue around Dr. Nebula's huge member as she took it down to the halfway point, feeling the head pass into her throat. Rita was used to deep throating and didn't so much as gag as she bobbed faster, reaching up with her other hand to fondle Dr. Nebula's balls. "Yeeeah, there you go!" he wheezed, panting hard. "Fuck, Rita, your mouth is so tight! Go all the way for daddy!" Rita did as he asked and began taking his huge dick down to the hilt, her throat bulging out as she slid her father's whole length down it, and back out again.

Rita squealed in pleasure as the toy dick inside her pussy began slithering around inside her little womb more like a tentacle than a penis. Raised nubs formed in a ring around the lower part to rub against her little bean as it pumped in and out of her 11 year old cunt. The toy came hard, dumping fake semen inside Rita and making the young girl climax, her whole body shuddering as she was overcome with stimulation. Dr. Nebula shakily placed his hands on either side of Rita's head, stroking her hair again. "Fuck, I can't take it anymore. I'm taking over, Rita! Daddy is gonna get a bit rough!" Rita let go as her adoptive father began skull fucking her at a breakneck speed.

She jiggled in his grip as Dr. Nebula lost control and started going at her wildly like she was a sex doll. Still in her post-orgasmic bliss, Rita closed her eyes and let him do what he wanted, just glad she was able to make him feel nice even if he was being very rough with her. Dr. Nebula wheezed as he thrust into Rita's mouth violently. "Ahh, here it comes! Get ready, Rita!" With one more huge thrust, Dr. Nebula's cock exploded, shooting thick strings of hot cum down Rita's tight little throat. She swallowed reflexively, massaging her daddy's cock as he grunted and unloaded directly into her belly.

"Ohhhhh... F-Fuck yes..!" Dr. Nebula groaned as he finished bucking into Rita, his balls slapping her chin. Rita gulped down all his cum obediently, putting a hand on her belly as she felt it rise from all the semen he'd made her drink. Dr. Nebula came much more than a normal man would. He had joked to Rita years ago that he couldn't keep up with the demands of such a lewd little girl and had had to increase his sperm production. She'd always thought he just wanted to cum inside her more, but she didn't really mind, as she thought it tasted yummy. She had no idea if he'd messed with the flavor of his semen to make it taste better, as she'd only ever met one human man, let alone drank their cum.

Dr. Nebula let go of Rita's head, letting her rock back on the balls of her feet as the robot beneath her tugged and wormed the fake Dr. Nebula cock out of the girl's tight pussy. Rita looked up at Dr. Nebula passively, her breathing stabilizing and her small mouth closed as she smiled warmly up at him. Catching his breath, Dr. Nebula reached down and rubbed off a line of cum that had dribbled out of his girl's mouth with his thumb. "If I labored for millennia, I would never be able to replicate anything exactly like you. You are so unique, and so perfect. I love you, daughter..." Rita leaped up into Dr. Nebula's lap and hugged him around the neck. "I love you too, daddy..."

Wrapping his arms around Rita's small body, Dr. Nebula got to his feet with a groan. "Come, little one. Let's get you cleaned up before you head to your ship."

Chapter 4

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