ONCE upon a time there was a nymphomaniac Magulian space pilot who wanted to seduce an electro-mage; but she would have to be a real electro-mage, because only real electro-mages could give a girl multiple, simultaneous, mind-blowing orgasms. The pilot traveled all over the galaxy to find one, but nowhere could she get what she wanted. There were mages enough, but it was difficult to find out whether they were real electro-mages. She did what she must do and seduced each one to bed, but there was always something about them that was not as it should be. And her orgasms were either mind-blowing and multiple, or simultaneous and mind-blowing, but never multiple, simultaneous, and mind-blowing. So she came back to her Magulian homeworld again and was sad, for she would have liked very much to have sex with a real electro-mage. 

One evening a terrible asteroid storm came on; the asteroids poured down in a brilliant display of multicolored shooting stars. Suddenly a distress call was heard at the city spaceport, and the space pilot cleared it for landing. It was a space harlot in an elite planetary hovercraft, there in the landing pad. But, good gracious! What a sight the asteroid storm and the solar winds had made her look. Flashes of static electricity sparked from her hair and clothes; it ran down into the toes of her boots and out again at the heels. And yet she said that she was a real electro-mage.

"Well, we'll soon find that out," thought the space pilot's droid. But it said nothing, went into the sleeping compartment, took all the bedding off the metal bunk, and laid a magnet on the bottom; then it took twenty alloy magnetic shields and laid them on the magnet, and then twenty synthetic polymer pads on top of the shields.

On this the electro-mage had to lie all night. In the morning she was asked how she had slept. "Oh, very badly!" said she. "I have scarcely closed my eyes all night. The Universe only knows what was in the bed, but I was discharging current all night, so that I am aroused and excited all over my body. It's horrible!"

Now they knew that she was an electro-mage because she had felt the magnetic field right through the twenty shields and the twenty polymer pads. Nobody but a real electro-mage could be as sensitive as that. So the space pilot took her to bed, for now she would have sex with a real electro-mage; and the magnet was used as a sex toy. And the fact that the electro-mage was also a triple-breasted space harlot and the pilot was a nymphomaniac meant they lived happily ever after.

The End (thankfully)