ImpSyndrome

Another entry from "Tales of the Nexus". A few more discoveries about what powers the collective unconscious grants the narrator, and Ophelia's sex drive becomes active. Also, the Narrator's name is revealed!!

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Day 1: Hour 2

My next day in the Nexus marked the first full day I had to spend with my goddess, Ophelia. As I had pledged to do the day before, I spent much less time on her studies; her learning curve had risen so sharply that I doubted I would need to continue teaching her for much longer. Once her studies for the day were concluded, we went out into the Nexus for a stroll to test the unconscious plane's powers as I had the day before. Upon becoming considerably lost, I focused my thoughts upon the door with our names upon it, and the Room that laid beyond it, and called on the Nexus to guide us there. As if heeding my demand, a surge of power wrapped around us, and a split-second later, we had arrived back at the room.

Knowing that I could warp myself back to the threshold of my Room, I asked Ophelia to wait for me in the Room while I experimented with the Nexus. She did as she was told, and I began walking the halls again; I turned down a few corners, and once I was sure that I was lost, I checked the name on the nearest door and memorized it. Again, I made a few more turns, making sure that I had put enough distance between myself and the door I had focused on, and this time, I called upon the Nexus to guide me back to the door I had just seen. A split-second and a strange falling sensation later, I arrived directly in front of the door I had just memorized. That proved my conjecture correct: that the Nexus could bring me to any other Room I chose, including my own, so long as I knew the name of one of its primary residents. Once I had established that much, I returned to my own Room and kept Ophelia company for a while longer. Nothing else of great significance happened that day, but I was content with the day's progress.

Day 4: Hour 3

Over the past few days (which were not documented, for lack of progress in the understanding of the Nexus or its vast powers), Ophelia had made the Nexus her servant; not only has the Second Floor of our Blank Room become ruled by her intriguing sense of feng-shui, but her wardrobe has also expanded with speed unparalleled. Today, she wore a navy-blue V-neck T-shirt and a rather snug pair of blue jeans when I found myself in the Nexus; although I had compared her to a child only days before, I found myself looking at her in an entirely new light, as if she had been transformed into a fully-grown woman in the four days I had spent tutoring her.

I spent most of our lesson on this day lecturing her about the human anatomy, emphasizing on the brain and its numerous functions. I admired her dedication to her studies fiercely; regardless of the topic at hand, she took to it with grace, even if it was beyond her understanding at first. She had showed great interest in the functionalistic view of human psychology in the past, so I was not surprised when she expressed her excitement about the subject.

After two hours, I concluded my teachings for the day; as I returned my tools and diagrams to the void of the Nexus, Ophelia asked me, "Are we finished already?"

"Yes, for today, I have nothing more to teach you, my dear," I informed her politely, clearing the Room of the last bits of material.

"Oh," she responded quietly, and she bowed her head, almost as if she had been expecting something.

"Were you hoping to review something else today, Ophelia," I asked her, puzzled at her sudden shyness, but she refused to open up to me. Hoping that she was not already beginning to grow apart from me, I knelt down beside her and assured her, "You need not be embarassed to ask me anything; remember, I am here to teach you anything you wish to know."

At first, Ophelia was hesitant, but eventually, she responded, "Well...you see...yesterday, I felt very...strange...I was hoping that you could help me determine what it was..."

"Of course," I happily replied, smiling warmly to her, "there is no shame in asking me that. Where did this strange feeling originate from?"

"Well...that's why it's embarassing...I felt this warm feeling...down there," she responded reluctantly, and she held one hand to her stomach, pointing straight down. "I felt light-headed and warm...and I...I think I felt...empty...like I was lacking something..."

Almost immediately, I knew what she was talking about, although why she was unable to inhibit such feelings was beyond me. Knowing that I had to approach this subject delicately, I sat my goddess down and tried to think about how to explain her predicament to her. Although I knew a direct approach would be rather difficult for her to absorb, it would be the easiest way to explain it to her to avoid confusion. Taking a deep breath, I told her exactly what was happening in her body: that she was being influenced by her natural hormones, which were creating within her a need to experience some sexual activity. It was just as difficult for me to explain it and keep a straight face as it was for her to listen and not grow angry at me, but when I was finished speaking, she reacted maturely, taking in the information I had presented to her in a respectful fashion. When she asked me how the problem could be rectified, I nearly lost my composure; after all, one of the reasons I had created Ophelia (the least prominent reason, but a reason nonetheless) was to use her body for my own experience. Now that she had brought the subject to light, however, I found it difficult to imagine proliferating with her on a physical level; I had grown close to her, and I cared for her like a father would for his daughter.

"Well," I said slowly, "there are several ways to appease these urges...I wish I were more confident, that I might discuss this further, but...unfortunately, I don't think I, with all my knowledge, can teach you about your body; you'll need to learn by experience, on your own."

The artificial woman bowed her head slightly before looking straight into my eyes and, forgetting inhibition, calmly saying, "If I need to learn by experience, then...I want to experience this with you. You have already taught me so much; I want to learn this from you as well, Maxwell."

At the moment she said my name, I looked into the eyes of my goddess and saw her, not as my student or as my creation, but as a woman: a human in body and in essence, having the same conflicts and emotions as any other person I had ever associated myself with. As she stood up and approached me, I thought of the way she had addressed me; she spoke to me as one person would another, not as a child would a parent or as a servant would its master. She had spoken to me on a first-name basis and crossed the bridge I had subconsciously been trying to create ever since she was born: she and I were on the same level, just two lonely people who needed each other as much as they needed the air they breathed. As far as I was concerned, she was no longer my goddess, my student, or my child: she was my dearest friend, my lover within my mind.

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Here's the list so far of hArtists who want to be included in the Nexus story. Their characters will, for the most part, be encountered by the Narrator and Ophelia in the order they're listed in below.

--UsakosKitty featuring: herself
--QuadManXXX featuring: Valerie and Marishka
--Gnomduploom featuring: Rene
--UsakoMan featuring: himself
--Steveman featuring: Steve and Yumi
--Dark-Kuja featuring: Janette and Jenny
--Chaosflare featuring: Chaos
--Dead-Dolls featuring: Melissa
--Ultamisia featuring: Aurlena
--Jezebel1669 featuring: Divebomb and Slice
--SpaceCoyote featuring: Levistus and Elyria
--Thebenja featuring: himself
--jenniforth featuring: herself
--thetruehentaiaddict featuring: Maria

Almost there!! Here's why I'm not starting your individual chapters yet: the next important scene between the Narrator and Ophelia is a sexually-graphic one. Therefore, for the sake of kicking off this big project, I'm going to lead into it with an explicit look at the first day Ophelia and her creator get it on, a fun little side-chapter that my other galleries will probably never see. Once I finish having my fun creating that scene (which will probably be called Chapter Three-and-a-Half or some such nonsense), it'll finally be time to start working with all of your awesome characters.