"You're up, Raptor 3," crackled the voice in the comms. Lieutenant Tessa Williams took a deep breath, the cool recycled oxygen of the cockpit filling her lungs. She could feel the adrenaline pulsing through her veins, the anticipation of the upcoming mission tightening every muscle. Her eyes scanned the array of screens and switches before her, a dance of digital information across her HUD as the systems checked out. The...

Though our bed was small, I managed to keep plenty of space between me and Brandon. We lay in the darkness, pointedly ignoring the noise from the apartment next door. A headboard smacked relentlessly against the other side of our bedroom wall, and I recognized Whitney's voice crying out, "Harder! Harder!" Her husband, Banks, issued fervent grunts while obeying her demand. This was a nightly occurrence, and one I'd grown u...

Every day, I went to see Adam while the Reids were on vacation. He fucked me in almost every room of their house; sometimes, we didn't even make it to a bed. One afternoon, he offered me a drink right after I arrived, but as soon as we reached the kitchen, he began stripping me from the waist down. I giggled when he carried me to the table and set my bare ass upon it. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" I murmure...

The next two weeks passed at an agonizingly slow pace. Now that I was finished with school, I spent more time cleaning houses for money, but no matter how busy I was, I constantly thought of Adam. When Blair finally reached out to let me know she and her parents were leaving town, I could barely contain my excitement. Still, I made myself wait several hours before heading over to their house. It was around three in the af...

Adam was right, of course; I did want more. And I wanted him to take control while giving it to me. If I had to walk him through the process of taking my virginity, it would only serve to remind me that I was having sex with a robot. As I now sat on his lap, growing even hornier from the way he rubbed my clit, he seemed so human to me. No, better than a human. He was the man of my dreams. Leaning forward, I brought my lip...

I sneaked up to the third level of Blair's house, wanting to escape the noise of the party. I also wanted to find the Sentient 6.3 her parents had just purchased. It was one of the most advanced robots a private citizen could buy, and I was dying to get a look at the humanoid. I didn't have to worry about encountering anyone as I peeked into rooms lining the hallway. Blair's parents were out of town for the weekend, and s...

Marina fell asleep rather quickly. Soon afterward, the vivid dreams started up again. She was in a cage, naked except for a collar and nipple clamps. Dozens of men carrying large objects were each waiting for their turn to insert them into Marina’s ass. The Master positioned her so that her butt was pressing against the side of the cage, and her puckered rosebud was easily accessible through the bars. His voice was deep a...

“Next!” Marina walked up to the clerk’s desk and handed in her paperwork to the busty blonde in charge of Virtual Reality Submissions. “Have a seat honey, let me look over your forms and make sure you have everything filled in accurately,” said the woman, whose nametag said, Janice. Marina tried hard not to wiggle in her chair, but she was really nervous. She wasn’t at all sure if she was doing the right thing, but she wa...

My hands weren’t my hands. That’s the first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes. Or I think I noticed it. Were they my hands? Were they not? I couldn’t remember, holy shit, I couldn’t remember. Breathe. Assess. What was around me? White walls. Bright lights. Some sort of medical equipment monitoring… me? I looked down over my body to see if anything was connected to any of my limbs. No, nothing. I was naked, lying on a...

A shaft of morning sunshine streamed through a gap in the curtains and crept across the bed until it found me and woke me from my slumbers. I stretched out and patted the duvet to see if I still had company. The smooth female voice of our Home Analysis System floated around the room. “Hello Murray, it is 6:30 on Wednesday the 30th of November, 2067; it is your national saint’s day, and all is well with the world. Kay left...