Opus Path II

Opus Path II is now open for registrations!

I've added the basic forums already, and will add more (graphic stuff etc) when/if needed.

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Apologies, all the old stuff from OP1 has not be moved.  The old OP is still there though, until about Oct 2022, so if there's something you want from it, please let me know.

Innocent.

People sometimes ask me when my story really started. Many think it's when I was taken, but I
think it was earlier than that, back when I finally left Scarab's world, and The School. I even have a
specific point in time that I believe it really began...


I was standing naked in front of the mirror in my cabin, finally free of The School's constant
oversight – well, most of it at least – trying to give myself an honest evaluation.
I was cute, I had to admit that. Even in a school full of attractive girls, everyone had said I was the
pretty one.
About eighteen and a half galactic years old, I wasn't very tall, standing only about one and a half
metres. On the other hand, I was nicely proportioned. I jumped up and down a bit, and my boobs
jiggled, which made me giggle for some reason. They were big enough to catch people's eye, but
not too big. Maybe the fact that I was generally slim and petite made them stand out more. I
know Nuba liked them. That thought made me giggle again.
My hair was still dark brown, the colour the The School had demanded I keep it. Time that
changed. I frowned and concentrated, and it turned blue.
"No, not blue," I said. I tried again. Pink. "Yes, better!" I shook my locks, which came down to my
shoulders. "I should grow my hair longer I think, and get some earrings. I can do those later. Now.
Eyes. Mmm. Yellow?" I thought about it, and my eyes changed colour.
"Ug, I don't think so!" Yellow eyes made me look sick. "Blue, let's get back to basics." After a
moment I was looking at my reflection through bright blue eyes. "Much better. I think Nuba will
like them."
That done, I was about to turn away and put some clothes on, when there was a knock at the door.
"You awake babe?"
It was Nuba. Think of the devil.
"I'm not dressed," I called back.
"Perfect." The door slid open and she strode in, grinning widely.
She was dressed in a simple tan jumpsuit, undone at the top. Her hair, cropped short as she liked
it, seemed to be an even more shocking white than normal under the ship's lighting. As usual it
contrasted starkly against her skin, which was as black as the night.
"Oh, I'm just in time it seems," she said, taking in my naked form. She swept forward and pulled
my arms around her waist as she drew me in for a kiss.
I melted against her. She was taller, slim, athletic with an almost muscular frame, and much
stronger than me, unless I Boosted of course. But I didn't even think of resisting as she pulled me
close and snogged me hard.
"Wait," I pulled away, gasping for breath. "What about Adail?"
Nuba grinned, her white teeth matching her hair. "I hacked into the ship's system and put her in
self-diagnostic mode," she giggled. "She'll be out for at least half an hour."
"Nuba!" I said. "You're so naughty!"
"Isn't that what you like about me?" She pulled me in again for another kiss, and this time her
hands slid over my exposed flesh, making me moan.
"Ohhh, babe," I said, as our lips parted again.
"What do you want?" she whispered to me, stroking my newly pink hair.
"I want to be naughty too!"
"I think we can arrange that," she grinned, her hands roaming down to my pert, tight, ass. Then
with no warning other than a wide smile, she pushed me back, throwing me onto my bunk. I
squealed as she dived down between my legs, and busied herself on my hoo-ha.
I couldn't believe that I had been missing out on this, all those years down on the planet, before I'd
met her! I squealed and moaned, and even cried as she used her tongue on me, working me into a
frenzy.
"Fuuuucckkk!" I screamed as she explored my mound. I was sensitive down there, despite the
time we'd spent together at The School. It still didn't take much to get me going.
Indeed, it didn't take long at all. I screamed as my body tensed, and a massive orgasm swept
through me. I clenched my thighs so hard that I nearly Boosted, which forced Nuba to pull out
before I crushed her skull.
"Shit! Dangerous work getting you off," she said, panting hard.
I slumped back, sweating. "Sorry Nuba, it's just..."
"I know, it's okay." She slid herself up my body, making me moan again, and kissed me gently.
"You should get dressed, Adail will be coming out of her diagnostic soon enough. I can't fool her
internal clock and put her out longer, because she's linked to the ship's AI, she'd notice the
discrepancy. You'd better be up and ready."
"I suppose," I said, allowing Nuba to pull me up off the bunk.
"I like the hair by the way," she said, as she pulled herself close again. One hand cupped my
breast, then tweaked my nipple.
"No! Don't!" I said, "I'll get started again."
In way of response, Nuba kissed both my tits, and then skipped back. "Later," she said, and danced
out of the door.
"Bitch," I said, but I was smiling.


I gave myself a quick wash in the cabin's basin, and slipped into a jumpsuit of my own, not even
bothering to put any underwear on. My decorum teacher at The School would have had a fit, and
no doubt would have spanked me hard. It wouldn't have been the first spanking I'd been given,
and the just the thought of it made me a little juicy. It had been a little while since we'd left now,
and I'd not taken any suppressants, wanting to be at my horniest for my remaining time with Nuba.
I shook my head. The School was behind me now. Of course, what was ahead of me was also a
little frightening. Once we arrived at Terminal, in the centre of the galaxy, I'd switch to one of my
family's spaceships and head to my homeworld and my parents and brothers, neither of which I'd
seen in person for a decade. I'd also have to leave Nuba there, at least until she found a way for us
to be together again, which she assured me, would be the case. I smiled. Nuba had been the only
bright spot in my life for... well, for ever I guess.
"Come on Alice, how bad could it get?" I asked myself.
Of course I'm older and wiser now, otherwise I'd have realised that was a stupid thing to say.
Blissfully ignorant of what was to come, I slipped out into the hallway and made my way along to
the mess hall, as the dining area was called on the ship. It wasn't a big ship, as they go, but it was
pretty fast. The onboard AI, along with Adail of course, looked after the running of the thing. I
suppose I could have flown it, even back then. We'd all taken basic space flight training in The
School of course, but I'd not really had any practical experience. 'Besides,' I thought. 'Who flies
spaceships manually?'
 I arrived at the communal area to see Nuba sitting at the single, large table in the middle of the
room, finishing up some kind of soup.
"Hey Alice," she said, waving her spoon at me. I noticed she was careful to call me by my name, so
I guess Adail had woken up from her forced hibernation.
"Nuba," I nodded back, all formality.
"There you are girl." Adail walked into the room. She was wearing a ship jumpsuit too, although I
was never sure why a level three synth bothered with clothes. She didn't have anything to cover
up underneath, and surely she didn't have issues with modesty.
"Adail," I replied. "May I have some breakfast please?"
"I shall fetch you some now. Sanitise your hands and take a seat."
"Understood," I said. Adail was a The School synth, sent to accompany us on our journey, and so
still followed all the protocols we had lived with for years, and were now leaving behind, much to
my relief.
I sat opposite Nuba, who grinned at me. Moments later Adail put a bowl of porridge in front of
me, along with a bowl of mixed berries, some honey and a spoon. A cup of tea arrived moments
later.
"Thank you," I replied primly. Adail nodded and left to do, well, whatever synths do.
I mixed the berries into the porridge and poured some honey on, whilst Nuba sat and looked on.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." She shrugged her shoulders, picked her bowl up and walked over to the cleaning area.
"How long until we get to Terminal?" I asked, taking a mouthful of breakfast.
"About a month more I think." Nuba looked up. "Ship, how long until we reach Terminal?"
"Destination will be in approximately five weeks, two days, three hours, four minutes and ten
seconds, depending upon space currents."
"There you go," she said.
I swallowed a mouthful of porridge and smiled to myself. I knew what Nuba was thinking. I was
thinking it too. My pussy itched as I looked at her, and I started to breathe harder.
Oh my universe! I think I had become a nymphomaniac!

Trying this out then...

Right, I've tested a few things, and hopefully the forum is now accessible!  (Didn't have some settings done correctly).

If you have any issues registering etc (and I need to sort that out a bit, to avoid spammers) then please email me at opuspath at gmail.

I've still a fair amount to do re the mods etc, but the basics should be here now.

Hello there!  Woo.   

Hello and welcome to the Opus Path!

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Thanks, and enjoy your stay. 

Hello.  Welcome. 

If you didn't know already, I started a new writing forum called Opus Path a few years ago.

However, it seems that writing forums are not in style these days, so I decided to use the OpusPath.com domain name for something else.  Well, I say that, I've not fully decided on what to do with it yet, it might come back here.

Anyway, unfortunately, the old OP stuff, whilst I could, and did, back it up, was rather hard to restore, mainly due to the file size.

I could have had it done, but it would have cost money and, frankly, I don't think there was enough stuff on there to make it worth the cost. 

However, I do like to have a forum, hence the creation of this one, under my books domain.  I know, not as glamorous.  We'll see how it goes.


Cheers!