Jun went into the cabin that she shared with her sister Lin and Shelley, found her purse, and pulled out her cell phone. The Chinese girl was delighted to find when she turned on her phone that there was indeed cell service on the ship, just as Kyle had told her. Jun settled down on the couch in her cabin and started making some calls. While the Chinese twi...
"My God, what's he doing?" Riker reached out to touch Data's shoulder, and an intense flare of light momentarily blinded everyone in the hall outside the Computer Main Core Access. There was a thump, and when Picard's vision cleared he saw his first officer laying on the corridor floor, a grimace of pain on his chiseled features. Picard and Riker had been r...
EFAVA woke up from her night with the researcher, Alan. She was dressed in her typical night attire, which included tight brief underwear, trying its hardest to constrain the huge cock that ran down her leg. As with every morning, her massive cock was erect from her "morning wood" and the increased fluid production meant that her balls and tits swelled painf...
Glenn Mercer pulled his BMW into the garage of his Boston home. Daisy Lighthouse as she called herself admired the estate he owned long before parking. Offering her compliments of his gardening skills which he laughed at with a remarked, "That would be the gardener, Jose's job. Once a week." Gathering her bags from the trunk and the back seat he showed h...
This story shares some elements of my other stories in the beginning, but goes in a totally different direction. If you like fetish, unpredictable androids, B/D and Science Fiction/Fantasy, this story is for you! CHAPTER 1- THE "CHANCE" MEETING I had pulled into a gas station on a raw overcast evening to gas up. The station was old and minimal, with 1 row...
(Continuation of "The Mission") Chapter 01 - H is for Heather Byron Clarke looked at his watch. This new girl's punctuality and dedication were beyond impressive, they were amazing. For a moment, it flashed across his mind that she was overqualified, but he chose not to ponder on that notion. For the first time in over a year he had someone who could be fu...
"She fucked the service android?" Bastain squinted over his quartz desk, pointed with an onyx vaporcig. "It would appear so, Sir," said Lan, an ice-blonde woman, expressionless. "How do we know?" "Sir, the unit in question, a Ceres-6, filed an anomalous precept mutation in its automated report." She glanced down to a card-thin tablet in her white-glove...
"Ever have one of those lives? You know the kind. All of your life nobody ever notices you. Out of shape. Withdrawn due to ridicule. Really smart but yet get treated like an outcast for it. Ugly on the outside but drop dead gorgeous on the inside. I used to be that way. The crazy thing is when you are too intelligent the wrong people take notice. Right out o...
Rowan sat on the bed, bouncing his knee impatiently. When the door to his hotel room finally opened, he jumped up, eager. In walked the "escort," a pleasure android from an online service. She was just what Rowan had asked for: extremely androgynous, with muscular arms and delicate facial features. Her hair was cut short, dark and slicked back. The skin was...
(Woman is attacked by her android servant) The year is 2508; 500 years have passed from the world we know today. Traffic jams on the street are a thing of the past. Everybody's car flies. Money is obsolete, everybody uses credit. And everybody who is anybody has a personal android servant to do their bidding. Whether it is cleaning, cooking or even fucking...