A Little Dummy Bashing and A Nice Relaxing Shower... Or Not

Aaron instructed The Gym's AI to construct him three Mu ren zhuang, a form of Chinese training dummy designed to simulate an opponent and a series of Makiwara, padded striking posts of Okinawan origin while the song that Gog had selected began. The guitar and cymbals began with a slow build-up and a little over half a minute in the drums joined in and the band's lead began to sing...

♫ A Rollin' Rock... Electric Shocks ♫

♫ She Gives A Lickin' That Don't Stop ♫

♫ She Line 'em Up, Push You 'round ♫

♫ Smokin' Rings Going Round and Round ♫

When the training dummies appeared Aaron began.

Aaron rolled his shoulders and approached the first of the Mu ren zhuang in a stance similar to a boxer with similar footwork and struck it with his bare fists in a one-two combination to the wooden dummy's face followed by a a rapid three hit combination to what would be the dummy's ribs. Aaron left fist sized indents in the wood and it was visibly cracked.

♫ Her Hot Potatoes ♫

With every hit the dummy crackled with electricity but Aaron didn't seem to notice, Leveling a straight punch at the dummy's face only for its head to unexpectedly move but instead of getting flustered, Aaron immediately struck the dummy in the side of the head with his elbow, using his other hand to maximize the **** by bending his arm and placing his hand on his fist to drive his elbow into the dummy.

♫ Will Elevate You ♫

The dummy spun, the slats serving as its arms extending to deal bone-breaking damage. Aaron stepped back to avoid the hit but one of the dummy's arms glanced his right side, fracturing two of his ribs.

♫ Her Bad Behavior ♫

Disappointed in his failure to anticipate the dummy's attacks, Aaron sucked in a breath and rushed forward. The dummy spun again, only this time Aaron was ready. Aaron used a vertical forearm block to stop an attack from the right. The dummy immediately went into a counterclockwise spin to attack from the left Aaron countered by transitioning from the block and bringing his right arm down and launching an attack of his own with his open palm which instantly snapped off the offending wooden limb but it was no time to celebrate as the lower portion of the dummy spun independently, striking his right knee from the side with such **** that the dummy's wooden 'Leg' broke off.

♫ Will Leave You Standing Proud ♫

♫ Hard as a Rock ♫

Aaron grunted from the pain but didn't relent, beating the dummy into an unrecognizable heap with a flurry of punches and palm strikes.

♫ Hard as a Rock ♫

♫ Well, It's Harder Than a Rock ♫

Aaron turned and approached the second dummy while clutching his ribs. The dummy immediately started to move but he was a little upset that the first dummy had managed to crack two of his ribs so before the dummy could even gain any traction in their encounter, Aaron twisted and in a blur of speed, snapped the dummy's head off with a spinning kick.

♫ Hard as a Rock ♫

♫ Well, It's Harder Than a Rock ♫

Aaron approached the last Mu ren zhuang dummy and regarded it for a moment, a series of scenarios playing out in his head almost as if he were watching multiple television screens at once. Each one playing a slightly different version of the same scenario, the changes caused by variations in Aaron's method of attack.

♫ The Lightnin' Rod, Strike It Hot ♫

♫ Gonna Hit You Like The Rushmore Rock ♫

It was over in an instant, The moment the dummy moved Aaron attacked, breaking its arms and leg in a blindingly fast onslaught before decapitating it with a strike from the edge of his hand.

♫ No Nicotine, and No Pipe Dreams ♫

♫ So Low and Dirty It's Darn Right Mean ♫

Before the song ended, Aaron was standing amid a collection of splintered wood. Even the hemp-wrapped striking posts (Makiwara) were scattered about. The moment Aaron had finished the last dummy he turned on The Makiwara, weaving through them like a pro footballer through the opposition. The only difference was that he was moving much much faster and instead of just avoiding The Makiwara he was obliterating them. Whether it be a punch, kick, elbow, knee, finger or palm strike each hit was a kill, causing The Makiwara to explode in a shower of wood splinters. Without pause, Aaron whirled around and dashed at what was left of the last of the Mu ren zhuang dummies.

"Reset!.," Aaron growled, Almost immediately the remnants of the dummy vanished and then it reappeared a fraction of a second later fully intact but it didn't stay that way for long as Aaron closed in on his target, using a downward strike from his right elbow to break one of its three arms then a combination punch-palm strike to break the other two. When the dummy attempted to attack his leg with its remaining limb, Aaron avoided the attack by raising his leg and attacking at an angle with enough **** to rip the last wooden appendage right off of the dummy's sturdy wood frame. Aaron then finished it off with a linked palm strike which caused the dummy to literally explode.

"Again.," Aaron growled and just like before the dummy disappeared momentarily before reappearing fully intact a fraction of a second later. With a sharp look in his eyes, Aaron crossed his arms in front of him with his palms out and fingers bent and launched himself at the wooden dummy. Aaron spun and a split second before he would've collided with the dummy he unleashed a devastating slashing attack that left deep gashes in the dummy's torso. Had the dummy been an actual person, The **** of the attack would have been enough to cleave flesh and bone.

Aaron didn't stop, dropping into a crouch to avoid the dummy's retaliatory strike and breaking the dummy's leg before flipping backward and hurling himself back at the dummy. Aaron seemed almost possessed as he effortlessly shattered each of the dummy's three arms and without pause attacked the dummy's torso in a series of powerful punches. Aaron attacked the dummy's head with a chop which caused deep cracks to appear. Everything within the gym suddenly stopped and the atmosphere abruptly changed... Had anyone been present they would have felt their blood turn cold and a heavy weight settle on their shoulders as Aaron drew back his hand and looked at it.

The little finger of his right hand was quite obviously broken with how it unnaturally lulled to one side. Aaron looked back and forth between his hand and the dummy several times before throwing himself at the dummy, stabbing the dummy with his hand as if it were a knife, Aaron literally tore the dummy in two but it wasn't over as he spun and kicked the falling dummy's head hard enough to cause it to burst while sending what was left of the dummy's upper half flying across the room.

Aaron stood silent for several moments then waved his left hand and all of the dummies and striking posts suddenly disappeared. They were just projections of hard light, meaning that while they were composed entirely of light they had all of the qualities and capabilities of the materials they were patterned on. Taste, touch, sound, smell... They fooled every sense. While Aaron hadn't created the technology for hard light simulation he had adapted and improved it for his own use. By the 22nd century, Mankind had had contact with numerous alien races that inhabited The Milky Way and beyond. Several of those races used hard light holographics for both leisure and training, and the technology was quite common among humans nowadays too, being used in everything from Sex Arcades to the training of Professional Athletes and Military Personnel.

Aaron had put the technology to good use helping him with his training though at the moment he was only using it in a simple capacity. Aaron saw no reason to go all out since he had already been put through his paces tonight and what he was doing would be enough.

Aaron took care of his injuries and endured a lecture from Gog on hurting himself so soon after being healed which he deserved if he was being honest. Luckily, The damage was only minor this time so Gog didn't yell at him too loudly and he calmed her down by promising to be more careful in the future. Even he had to admit he was being overly aggressive but deep down he knew why and that was because he had failed to end the threat and worse he had revealed too much while interrogating his would-be assassin. It was a side-effect of suppressing his emotions. The overwhelming feeling of superiority made him arrogant. Now his Family might have been put in even more endangered by his actions and it was putting a great deal of pressure on him both physically and psychologically.

There was nothing he could do about it for the moment except make preparations and put safeguards in place. No doubt Gog felt his worry through their link however the only thing he could do for the moment was move forward.

"By The Way What Was That Song You Picked Out?," Aaron asked while preparing to take a shower and clean up.

"It Was A Classic By A Band Called AC/DC and It Was Called Hard As A Rock...," Gog replied., "... Did You Like It?," Gog asked curiously.

"Yes I Did... In Fact, Add It To Playlist 27a."

"Very Well Father.," Gog chirped happily.

Aaron paused in front of another door and before entering he sent Gog another message., "I Quite Like This AC/DC So Put Me Together A Playlist To Listen Too."

"Ooooh I Knew You Would Like Them Father!," Squealed Gog in delight.

Aaron could hear her humming in the background as he entered the locker room he had changed in earlier and got ready to take a shower. After taking off his workout shorts Aaron inspected himself in the mirror and marveled at his physique., "It May Just Be My Ego But I Think I've Already Put On Some Noticeable Muscle Since Yesterday."

Aaron was flexing in front of the mirror for about a minute when he suddenly realized what he was doing., "Oh God, I Look Like One of Those Strutting, Preening Jock Assholes Narcissistically Flexing In The Mirror Like Some Brain Dead Douchebag."

Aaron's thoughts toward his School's Football Team were less than kind and why not? They kicked the shit out of him nearly every day without fail just because they could get away with it. If not for the problems involved in dealing with them he would have already put an end to the beatings and then of course their was another issue involved that prevented him for the time being from returning the pain he suffered back to his tormentors and that was simply that he abhorred **** even while acknowledging that there were times when it was necessary. In the end he wanted to take a different path... Just because you could doesn't mean you should and above all else Aaron didn't want to be like them if he could help it.

"A Little Pain In Return For A Relatively Peaceful Life Is A Small Price To Pay... At Least Until I Am In A Stronger Position and Can **** Them To Back Down.," Aaron thought somberly as the scolding hot water rained down on his head, cascading down his shoulders and across his chest., "This Is The Only Choice I Can Make For My Family... Their Happiness Is Paramount But How Much Longer Can I Hide It From Them? I Don't Have To Worry About Gregson or Any of The Staff But I Was Close To Getting Caught By Mom."

Aaron had been carefully laying the groundwork since even before he began to recover using intermediaries and specially constructed surrogates to act in his stead. Things were finally beginning to turn in his favor and he was so close to being able to share the fruits of his labors with his Family and provide them a safe and secure future far away from anyone that would harm them.

"Just A Little Longer.," Aaron thought as the scenes in his head of his future as a rich and influential CEO of The World's most powerful Tech R&D Company and the smiling and happy faces of his Mother and Sisters slowly faded and were replaced by something far less grand.

Aaron opened his eyes and turned to see a spectacularly naked Zoey smiling brightly as she entered the shower with Aaron.

"Z-Z-Zoey! What Are You D-Doing HERE?!," Aaron stuttered nervously as his Girlfriend stalked toward him like a hungry predator. Like a deer in the headlights, His mind froze and it never even occurred to him how she could possibly be in Knowhere. The totality of his mind was focused on just how beautiful she was. He had dreamed of his moment for so long. While he and Zoey had been on a number of dates and spent time together they had only kissed and not much more than that... They hadn't even been to each other's houses but that was okay, Aaron was willing to wait until she was ready after all that's what a good Boyfriend should do.

"I-I-I...," Aaron stuttered trying to say something, anything but Zoey silenced him with a dainty and well-manicured finger on his lips which was soon replaced by her own soft, full lips. Aaron was unable to resist as she melted into him and her tongue invaded his mouth. Aaron groaned as a silky noose tightened around his engorging cock. When Zoey finally broke the kiss, Aaron looked down and saw her hand encircling his cock and it was slowly pumping back and forth.

"I knew you would be big.," Zoey huskily whispered in his ear before giving it a tiny nibble.

Aaron leaned back against the wall, The rhythmic sensations of falling water combined with Zoey's exquisite handjob were as incredible as they were draining. Aaron stared in complete fascination as Zoey's naked form sank to her knees in front of him, still stroking his cock and with a devilish smirk, engulfed his fully hard cock.

As Aaron's throbbing cock hit the back of his Girlfriend's throat he grunted from the pleasure, throwing his head back against the wall as he struggled not to cum. Aaron's eyes were closed tightly as he savored the sensation of his Girlfriend's tongue lapping at his sweet spot., "I Can't Believe We're Really Doing This."

Just as that thought occurred to him a familiar voice cut through the fog of lust that had enveloped him., "That's My Good Boy!"

Aaron's eyes snapped open and he looked down to see a pair of mischievous of green eyes looking up at him but instead of his Girlfriend he found his Mother Cyndi on her knees in front of him sucking his cock. His shock and surprise were apparent on his pale face and Cyndi smiled around his cock. Before Aaron could pull his Mother off his dick she bobbed once, twice, three times and his cock disappeared. His hands fell limply at his side while his Mother bobbed up and down on his dick several more times before pulling off with a loud pop which sent shivers up his spine. Cyndi looked up at her bewildered Son with a devious twinkle in her dazzling green eyes and smirked but before Aaron could do anything, Cyndi hefted up her G-Cup breasts in her hands and used them to capture her Son's massive cock. Aaron froze as Cyndi used her impressive rack to bring Aaron to the peak of an epic climax.

"Can't...!," Was all Aaron could get out as he struggled not to blast his load all over his Mother's smiling face.

"Don't fight it baby.," Cyndi purred., "Just let it all out. You'll feel SOoooo much better... Mommy Promises."

Aaron's eyes widened as he watched Cyndi engulf his trapped cock in her mouth and hum as she deep throated him.

Suddenly Aaron's eyes snapped open and he beat his fists on the shower wall as he came, spraying a huge load of fresh semen all over it.

"I Really Must Have An Oedipus Complex To Fantasize About My Girlfriend While Masturbating In The Shower Only With It To End With My Mother Giving Me A Blowjob. I Need To Get These Hormones Under Control.," Thought Aaron as he turned off the water and got out, leaving the automated shower mechanism to clean up the mess while he dried off and got dressed.