Reading: "Previsions of future End" from COVEAL OF THE HEDONIC (A.Glass 2025)

 

The plane, now angles itself into more vertical climb as it passes through the Troposphere, onto the Stratosphere, where it will level out at One Hundred kilometers above the Mesosphere.
Looking forward seeing the dome city of Tokyo, she thinks to herself, exhaling, Lolan looks out at the view once gain, catching a glimpse of a star. I think that’s Polaris.
The HyperStar continues its climb, as the passengers begin to feel the effects of G-Force, smiling to herself, envisioning the male passenger beside her, after several hard pump's into the air hostess naked behind, gripping his slickly covered penis with her right hand, spraying streams of semen over her ass cheeks.
“Hurry up and level out,” she whispers to herself, awaiting the Space Plane to level out above the Earth, so that she can have her relieving orgasm.
“Attention Passengers, this is your Captain Karl Kennings speaking. In about Eight minutes, we will be leveling out above the pre-orbital stage of the flight, so you can move around the cabin, have some refreshments and hopefully watch the Auroras, which from SpaceWeather reports will be very strong tonight…”
Lolan remembers the Hakai Uketamo master Uchuu quote, “Pleasant night, nice to die”, who was part of a Japanese doomsday cult, that formed after Tokyo’s destruction by an underground nuclear explosion over a decade ago.
“Seems fitting,” she says, as Lolan hears the sounds of the vomiting into auto-collect bags, which are automatically released, if the life support monitoring system detects that a passenger maybe suffering from altitude sickness. The HyperStar begins to level out.
“...At Ninety Thousand Feet, we are detecting stronger than unusual proton counts, so you’re all in for such a spectacle. Also note radiation levels are below normal, which is good to know, however HyperStar planes are radiation proof, to ensure that your safety comes first. Upper observational decks will be opened shortly. All cabin crews, protocol locks will deactivate shortly, check and verify.”
Lolan’s seat resumes its original position, as the protocol locks deactivate, she quickly unfastens her seat belt, as does other passengers, whilst noticing the same air hostess that attended earlier, walk towards where she and the man are sitting.
“Sir, would you like something to help settle your stomach?” She asks, as Lolan stands, stretching slightly, looking at the disheveled man, who is still strapped to his seat. His complexion pale, and clearly not looking well.
“I don’t feel so good,” he replies.
Lolan, shakes her head in a not so obvious way.
Incapable, she thinks to herself. Moving past the air-hostess and the man, Lolan makes her way to the toilet area.
“Fuck, I am so wet,” Lolan whispers to herself, sliding her knickers down to her thighs, whilst lifting her mid length skirt over her hips, placing her right palm against the wall, she begins to rub around her clitoris, soaking up he own elixir with middle finger. Gliding towards her exposed bud, closing her eyes, she begins to moan.
“Ah, Ah...Yes, I...needed this...Fuck...AH!...Gonna...AH! come…” Envisioning the Space plane exploding into the Sun, as she feels her orgasm hit in successive waves. “... AHHH!…” Leaning her head down, eyes closed and breathing rapidly. “...Fuck!...That was intense…” Lifting up head, whilst viewing herself in the mirrored reflection of the toilet cubicle. Lolan’s breathing begins to return to normal, as she pulls her knickers back up, and adjusts her skirt. Gonna soak through, don’t care, I like the scent. Be landing in Tokyo soon. She checks her appearance. Satisfied, she exits the toilet area, making her way back to her seat.
I wonder how ole’ spewy is going?
In the distance she sees three air hostesses, assisting the man who was regurgitating earlier into a wheelchair, and then wheeled off to the medical area at the rear of the plane.
Lolan smiling to herself, she sits down, looking out through the window. As below is the curvature of the Earth, as are a green aurora is visible.
“Attention passengers, maybe you've enjoyed some of the effects of near Zero gravity and the incredible Auroras. However, we will ask you to return to your seats as we are now preparing a decent back into the Earth’s lower atmospheres. Auto-lock prompts will begin in Ten Minutes. Thank you. Cabin crew, prepare for a Mach Eight decent. Check and secure all areas.”
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Reading: "Previsions of future End" from COVEAL OF THE HEDONIC (A.Glass 2025)