Call it a day

Both Tawny and Ginger looked sleepy, and soon both had taken up positions on a pair of mats along one side of the room.

"Sky want to sleep here?" asked Tawny. She moved sideways slightly on her mat inviting you to lie beside her. Not to be outdone, Ginger also shifted and invited you to join her instead.

Being invited to spend the night with two gorgeous, naked bunny girls whose bellies you'd just pumped full of your cum still seemed surreal; hopefully this wasn't just an erotic dream that would abruptly end. Then again, did you even have another option? "MPAD-24, do I have quarters?"

"Affirmative," said the robot. "You have been assigned quarters on this level. Would you like to go there?"

Staying here with Tawny and Ginger for the night was certainly tempting, but with your semen glands fully drained, your Gargo cock had begun to shrink, and for the first time in several hours, your sex drive was finally muted. Today had been amazing, but it was almost too much to process. Furthermore, the ceremony for the crew of the Odyssey was tomorrow, and you still hadn't decided what you would say. Having some time alone was exactly what you needed. "Tawny, Ginger, I am flattered at your offer to let me stay the night, but I need to prepare for tomorrow's ceremony. I'll take a raincheck."

"Bad weather voucher?" asked Tawny with a puzzled expression.

"I'll explain it some other time. You two get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow," you replied, before exiting and following MPAD-24 through the corridors to your new quarters. As you rounded a corner, you spooked a couple of young Cunis who shrieked and quickly ran away when they saw you. Based on their lack of chest development and the fact they only wore bottoms, they were less than 3 years old.

"This is your quarters," announced MPAD-24 as it hovered by a nearby door. "It is programmed to respond to your hand gestures."

After several failed attempts to open it, you finally had to resort to consulting a reference for the hand gestures on MPAD-24's interface. After viewing it, you realized it would have been really helpful if you'd had a chance to read it earlier, but at least now you had a basic understanding of how to make the basic signals for opening, closing, turning things on or off, and so forth. With a quick gesture, the door slid open and you and MPAD-24 entered.

The room was similar in size to the others you'd seen, but it only had a single sleeping mat, and a single chair next to the table. Between the sterile mono-color decor and simplistic furnishings, it seemed almost like a prison cell. If this was going to be your room for the foreseeable future, that's something you'd definitely try to change. "MPAD-24, are there any fastener devices available for securing items to the walls?"

The floating robot moved toward a nearby panel which opened, revealing a series of small metallic discs of various sizes. "These may be used to lift or secure objects as desired," it explained.

You looked through them and pulled out 6 small silver discs, similar in size to small denomination coins used in prior centuries on Earth. Something like deems or was it dimes? After currencies fully shifted to electronic forms, the names of physical coins were something only historians tended to be concerned about any longer. You unwrapped the three Cuni garments from your arm and then proceeded to hang each of them on one of the walls. Afterward you stepped back to admire your decorating. "I guess this will be my trophy wall," you laughed, but MPAD-24 floated silently, oblivious to your humor. It was probably just as well, since it was time for more serious work. "MPAD-24, please show me the recorded visuals of the destruction of the Odyssey."

Soon the 3D replay of your ship colliding with the subspace relay began to repeat. It was still painful to watch it, but at least it wasn't as shocking as the first time you saw it. Viewing it had the desired effect of focusing your thoughts on the ship and its crew. "Begin audio recording," you ordered. "We gather here today to remember...um...no that's not quite right...We gather here today to honor the crew of the Odyssey..." Over the next few hours, you did your best to craft a suitable commemoration for your lost ship mates before finally falling into a deep slumber.