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   We were sailing through space; one of 15 vessels, each aimed for a
different star.  We knew we would never see Earth again, and would likely
never hear from them or our sister vessels again, either.  We were the Arks
- a gathered collection of the plants, animals, humans, and collected works
of art, science, literature, and music.  Our goal was to preserve as much
of our Earth as possible and carry it to distant stars - especially
considering the fact that our planet was dying.

   The epidemic began in parts of North-East Asia.  It began with flu-like
symptoms but quickly mutated into a disease which could kill in a matter of
days.  As countries began enacting quarantines, grounding aircraft, and
closing borders it looked as if it would be contained - and then a few
stragglers who had managed to escape via boats along the coasts carried
with them the plague that would eventually spread to all corners of the
globe.

   We had been building and stocking our ships for several years, but we
were preparing for a different sort of "Armageddon".  Earth was going to be
passing through a debris field known as the Trebkov Cluster; the remnants
of an apparent planet which had been torn apart and hurled into the galaxy
from a distant star.  There was a chance that Earth would skate through
relatively unscathed, but there was an equal chance that it would be a
planet-killer.

   Events unfolding on Earth, however, had elevated the immediacy of our
respective launches.  We had stored billions of seeds, stored millions of
pounds of FoodCord, huge water storage and water treatment facilities, and
placed thousands of volunteer citizens (men, women and children) in
CryoSleep.  When word came that Ark4 had been infected and grounded, those
of us in command of the other Arks scheduled immediate surface disconnect
and prepared for early launch.

   That was nine months ago.

   Being a Commander of a spaceship sounds like an exciting, respected
position filled with grit and urgent decisions - but really, I am just a
glorified rest home nurse.  Yes, I was technically in charge of the ship,
but it had been months since I had heard from Earth or any of the other
Arks, and all ship controls (speed, navigation, climate controls, etc.)
were computer-driven.

   Everybody else was in CryoSleep, and would be until my shift ended in 3
months - and then, only my replacement would come out of CryoSleep and let
me go under for a year.  Our only real job while we were out, was "Health
Tech." He had to pull CryoSleepers down, check vitals, stretch and massage
their muscles, and apply electrical current to keep muscles working.  The
CryoSleeper Pods came down in rows of 9 at a time.  Each row took 15-20
minutes and I would work for 10-12 hours a day.

   While it was a rough job that was difficult on my back and hands, it did
have its' benefits.  I was able to massage some beautiful women, all nude,
covered in slick CryoGel who would never know that I had sucked their
nipples or fingered their pussies.  What I didn't expect about this
process, however, was the amount of arousal I began to feel when I would
massage the little girls.  The pod would open and I was presented with a
nude little girl, and I would begin stretching her leg muscles while I ran
my hands up and down her thighs.  I would rub her little nipples and even
rub the little clit between her pussy lips.  I had never experienced any
desire for little girls before and I hated the thought that I might be a
pedophile, but it was extremely exciting.

   One day I was working on a young teen - perhaps 12 or 13 years old - and
I took it a step further.  When I had her leg up over my shoulder, I
reached down and slid my finger into her little pussy.  I could feel the
barrier of her hymen, but knowing she could not feel the pain I decided to
push through.  It was exquisitely tight and slick as I began thrusting my
finger in and out of her little pussy.  I knew I couldn't take much more,
so I lifted her other leg over my other shoulder, then pulled open the
Velcro of my pants and released my cock.  I leaned over her and positioned
my cock at the entrance of her little pussy, then pushed inside.  I felt
the tight ring constrict around the head of my cock as I slid inside, and
then in one swift thrust I was balls deep inside her.  I began thrusting
and knew I wouldn't last long since it had been over a year since my last
sexual experience that didn't involve my right hand - and then I felt the
cum boiling from within my balls and pouring out of my cock into this hot,
sexy little girl.

   I continued to thrust as my cum spurted and filled her little womb.  As
my cock began to wilt, I lay across her kissing her open mouth and sucking
on her tongue.  I pulled my cock from her tight little hole with a slight
pop and some dribble of cum leaking from her defiled pussy.  I knew that
any remaining contaminants would be cleaned from the CryoGel in the regular
AutoClean process, so I didn't worry about getting caught.

   I finished the row and called it a night.  I ate dinner consisting of
FoodCord constructed "beef" while I pondered what I had done, and then I
realized something; I had just raped a little girl - and rather than be
distraught, I was excited.  I couldn't wait to see what could be next. 
That night I had difficulty going to sleep thinking about the day that lay
before me.  My cock sprang to attention, but I knew I didn't want to waste
it on my hand.  I would just have to endure until morning.

   And with that, I slowly drifted off to sleep.  The smell of CryoGel and
cum still permeated me.