I was the favorite relative of my uncle the cyberneticist. He was the strange mad genius in the family, who alienated every one else but me. He recently died in his 80's and left in his will to me, what he called his "prize possession". It had been four weeks since the reading of the will and I had nearly forgotten about my inheritance, until there was a kn...
"Squeak-screech, squeak-screech, squeak-screech, squeak-screech..." It was shortly before 3am on a Wednesday night...I was only able to fall into a halfway-decent sleep about 4 hours ago. I have a few important work meetings coming up in the next few hours, and as such, I was hoping to be focused and fresh for the workday. About 2 months ago, I moved into a...
That day was also a very cold day like yesterday. It was a special day for two reasons. First of all, the maid was supposed to meet her Mistresses today, and secondly it was Mistress Isabelle's birthday. The maid decided to stay in her cramped apartment and not go anywhere. She was looking forward to the phone from her Mistress inviting her to work at her h...
Note: This story is fetish oriented and considers possible future robot human relationships, where shy people can better express themselves. They also learn things about themselves that they did not expect to. I finally "got up the nerve" and filled out the 20 page questionnaire, profiling my preferences for a full service robot companion. It was not uncom...
Chapter 4: From The Sublime To The Ridiculous Dec 22, 3:06 AM- REM (Dream) sleep ... Large gentle female hands encased in buttery soft melted on black leather reach down for me from way high up. My bed tilts just perceptively as these gloves begin to perform their mission. As I lie on my back in a prone position, one glove snakes under and supports my n...
I was 24 years old at the time, I was a newly minted teacher and taught in a high school. Due to my profession and my many interests, including knowledge from physics and chemistry through biology to technology, I often visited the city library. I lived in a small town in the province at the time. This library was not a large facility. It was located in an...
There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...
((Please pardon the present tense instead of past.. my writing sucked back then)) Darkness This is all he can see at this moment. Darkness. The lights aren't off. His eyes are covered. They're covered in a fine tight material, smooth and silky. He reaches to touch it and finds his hands are bound together, but still free to move in front of him. He can he...
She had warned him on several occasions that if he did not satisfy her sexual needs then she would begin looking elsewhere. He had shrugged it off as idle threats until one day she called him into their home office and told him she was going out tomorrow night to meet someone who she hoped would satisfy her. He said ok still not believing her. The next eveni...
It was early Sunday morning, and I had been sitting in a local coffee shop reading the newspaper when Crystal came in. In the three years I had known her, we had become close friends, so I eagerly invited her to sit an chat. Eventually, however, the conversation turned to the subject she had avoided for all three years of our friendship. "There's something...