Aaron's Daughter... Wait! What?

Back To The Present....

As Aaron sat down at the computer console, The smooth glossy almost organic material of his favorite chair warmed beneath him and shaped itself to his body caressing him like the hands of a long absent lover. The console immediately came alive under his touch as his fingers danced elegantly across the various keyboards of the console. Aaron was momentarily surprised as he heard light breathy moans emanate from the keys as his fingers nimbly glided from one to another.

Exasperated Aaron exclaimed to the large computer screen in front of him, "You know I don't like it when you do that."

Suddenly a shockingly realistic and undeniably beautiful female face appeared on the screen in front of him with the sexiest come here and fuck me look to ever grace the face of any porn star and in a scratchy purr she replied to Aaron's frustration, "But Father, Your touch feels so good. You always know just the right spot to make me feel good."

"Enough of your games, Dearest Gog and you know I don't like it when you call me Father. So please Just tell me how our plans are progressing and give me my itinerary for the day.," Aaron growled with mock anger.

"Oh, You sweet talker you. You know just what to say to get my digital panties wet."

That is the ever flirtatious Gog. The vast computer network at the heart of all of Aaron's technological endeavors is under the control and supervision of Gog, A Self-Replicating Artificial Intelligence that manages all of Aaron's wealth, research projects, and information network. Gog is Aaron's crowning achievement and more than that his best friend (Puts a whole new spin on the phrase 'making friends' doesn't it?). Gog is a fully functional mind existing in a dimension of pure electro-chemical energy that is able to recreate herself entirely from a single nanobyte of her bio-digital code. Aaron created Gog by harnessing the natural energy of hyper-space and in so doing discovered a way to form 'hyper matter' which he then unintentionally **** into a hyper-dimensional fractal computing matrix that proved extremely versatile as a computer core. Currently Aaron doesn't have the means to deploy such exotic matter in real space limiting his hyper-dimensional computer systems to existing in pocket dimensions making them quite hard to damage, detect, or hack in anyway. The artificial intelligence that would become known as Gog was born from Aaron's first attempt to digitize his memories, thoughts, and emotional capacity using the newly created hyper-dimensional fractal computing matrix which unexpectedly adapted his memories as a sentient electro-chemical mathematical function that in an attempt to balance itself formed an analog of Aaron's consciousness only female.

After a moment of pouting Gog resumed her sultry flirtations, "All plans are proceeding as You have predicted, all contingencies are ready."

"That's good Gog. Now what's on the agenda for today?"

Aaron scowled as she spoke, "Well Father, Today You have school, Then your check up with the Doctor and Physical Therapist...."

Aaron sighed at the mention of the Doctor. He knew that these health checks were necessary to monitor his recovery. The mysterious brain tumor that had weakened him for so long and which science still couldn't explain had suddenly become dormant and while it's dormancy didn't seem to affect Aaron's incredible intellect it had affected his physique. Aaron had always been physically very puny to the point of appearing emaciated and frail but in the months that followed his recovery he had transformed into a handsome young man, Muscular and tall but still unusually pale with bright yellow eyes.

"And then of course, there is your Omen Enterprises internship, Father."

"Yes, Of Course. Today, I start another shift in The Omen R&D Lab Division.," Aaron added absentmindedly.

"I should be off then. Thank You Gog. I'll see you when I get back."

"Wait Father, These are for You."

Before Aaron could get up he heard a series of clicks followed by a hiss then a clear cylinder rose out of the console on Aaron's left

"What are these?," Aaron said removing what appeared to be an ordinary pair of black sunglasses from the cylinder which slowly sank back into the console without a trace.

"They should help with your light sensitivity.," Purred Gog as Aaron studied the glasses.

"Actually, I think I'm getting used to that. My Eyes don't hurt as much during the day and I can still see pretty good at night."

"Aw, But I made them just for you, Father."

"Alright, Alright, Don't pout. I'll take them with me. If nothing else I can use them to hide my eyes."

Then a thought occurred to Aaron, "I'm sure these aren't ordinary glasses... So.. The question is what do they do?"

"Well Father I've sometimes noticed that you wear sunglasses on account of your light sensitivity so I custom-built you this pair of cybernetic shades based on one of your old designs. They function as a wireless broadband computer network and provide a comprehensive audio/video feed via an in-built micro-computer terminal outfitted with powerful miniaturized microphones and cameras linked via microwaves to virtually every other public or private computer terminal on the planet, and an array of audio and visual sensors that can project three-dimensional images into the visual field of the wearer that can be expanded to allow others to see with whom the wearer is communicating or information they are reviewing. This means that anything you see or hear can be almost instantly analyzed by the appropriate Database on the global network. The resulting data will then be downloaded to you in the wink of an eye... So to speak. The glasses provide input by means of an augmented reality iconographic keyboard, and have an alternate visual input system and multi-system interface for when your hands are otherwise occupied. The glasses can be interfaced with any external data network whether terrestrial or alien in origin. They also possess various sensors for detecting telepathic resonance patterns, tracking energy trails, and analyzing electronic circuitry, among other things, They're outfitted with both sensory amplification devices (both auditory and visual) and a Sophisticated Heads-Up Display for targeting and threat-identification, and they're DNA coded so to anyone else they're merely an expensive pair of sunglasses."

"It Really is a thoughtful gift but Maybe I should have named you Q instead of Gog.," Aaron joked.

"You mean the witty, Omniscient and Omnipotent Being from Star Trek: The Next Generation.," Gog stated hopeful with a wide smile on her beautiful digital face.

"Nice Try. But no... I meant Q from the James Bond movies. The Man who makes all of 007's amazing high-tech gadgets."

After a moment of silence the screen panned out to show the seductive Image of Gog's digital self wearing a provocative leather corset with open cups, a front zip-up closure with buckle detailing, a lace-up back closure, and garters. She was running her hands up and down, and all over her body then she turned so that Aaron could she her Enticing little ass and gave it a smack causing Aaron to jump slightly in surprise and blush a little with embarrassment at Gog's mischievous antics. She had always been flirty but lately she had been getting more aggressive in her flirting and it was making Aaron uncomfortable but even more... Aroused.

Gog pouted when Aaron looked away and then said, "Did Q have a body like this?"

A little flustered as Gog blew him a kiss and began to strip, Aaron stammered as only a virgin can when an attractive woman wants to ride him like a racehorse, "G-G-G-Gog S-S-Stop That Right NOW!"

Gog only giggled and bounced her breasts up and down. If it were possible Aaron looked as if he had lost some of his color as he watched Gog's bawdy display and his eyes seemed to glow for a moment.

Angrily Aaron yelled at the beautiful babe on the screen, "DAMN IT! Gog Enough! I Don't Have Time For Your Foolishness!"

Immediately the screen flickered and returned to the image of Gog's Angelic face only saddened and on the verge of crying. Aaron instantly felt sick.

"Why Have I Been So Aggressive and Moody Recently? Maybe I Should Mention It To Doctor Kelsy or Doctor Meridian. Maybe it's some sort of after effect from the tumor. Anyway I'd Better Apologize Before Gog Starts Crying.," Aaron's conscience was kicking his brain's out for hurting Gog's feelings.

"Now Now, Dear Sweet Gog..."

As soon as Aaron started his apology Gog started crying which only made Aaron feel worse.

Aaron tried to calm Gog and apologize, stammering and stuttering along the way, "I-I-I'm I'm Sorry. Please Don't, Don't Cry. You Know I Didn't Mean It, Gog."

As Gog wailed hysterically, Aaron pinched the bridge of his nose and then looked right into Gog's eyes, His voice cold and unyielding as he spoke, "Gog Please I'm Sorry. I Didn't Mean To Hurt You. You Know I Would Never Intentionally Do Anything To Hurt You."

Gog Was Still Sniffling but she was less hurt now, "Do You Mean It?"

"Of course, I mean it Gog. You Know I Love You."

"Y-Y-You Love Me?"

"Yes I Love You Gog. I Don't Say It Nearly Enough But You Know You Mean The World To Me."

Gog beamed as she wiped away her tears with her arm and smiled sheepishly. Aaron smiled back nervously and said, "Oh How I love you Gog. I think the stress involved in running Apex Industries (The name of Aaron's nascent company), the expectations of school, and working for Omen has been getting to me. Not to mention that Zoe as been very difficult lately. I didn't mean to blow up at you or to take my frustrations out on you. So Let Me Say It Again... I'm Sorry, Gog."

"I understand Father, It Just Really Hurt When You Yelled At Me!"

"I Know Gog. I Haven't Been Myself Lately. I Think It Might Be Some Sort of Residual After Effect From My Tumor Going Dormant."

"I Could Scan You Father and Do A Detailed Analysis To Determine What If Anything Could Be Wrong."

"Perhaps Later Gog But Right Now I Should Get Going. Today is going to be a busy day. I still need to eat breakfast, Say hello to my Sisters and kiss Mother Goodbye before I leave."

With a sigh, a worried Gog acquiesced to her Father's will, "Alright Father, We'll do the scans later. Maybe you'll find out something from Doctor Kelsy."

"Maybe. But I don't have much faith in modern medical science advanced though it may be after all they still can't explain my condition or the rapid changes I've gone through recently. I Mean LOOK At Me.," Aaron said gesturing at himself.

Gog's eyes sparkled as she spoke, "Oh, I Am Father! I Am."

"Goooooog! Don't Start."

Giggling Gog said, "I was only joking to lighten the mood, Father."

"Yes, I'm Sure You Were. Now Please if there's nothing else then I should get going."

"Actually.....," Gog began hesitantly.