"What's that?" Brandon pointed across the attic at something that looked like a human figure, draped in a white dustcloth. "Creepy." Pete looked up from the cardboard box he was pawing through. "That's the old sitter-bot." "Shit! You guys are rich! You've got a sitter-bot? That you don't even use? Does it work?" "Yeah, it works. We're not that rich. Dad g...
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Mike's shave and shower went pretty fast. He wanted to get back downstairs quickly so he could be with Tammy when the Main Computer finished processing her data. He toweled himself off and got into some jeans, a T-shirt and a sweater. When He got back down the stairs, he heard Anya and Tammy talking. Tammy sounded happier. That was a relief to Mike. As he t...
Natasha received and processed a batch of commands from the Master Computing Device. She picked up the disembodied forearm from the cart and turned her naked android body around. As she walked steadily forward she recorded the image of the blonde enforcer droid sitting up on the examination table. She held the arm out to the droid and ran the necessary softw...
The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
A special thank you to Literotica author grgy56. His two part story "My (Im)perfect Mate" (2013) kept drumming up different storylines and scenarios in my head over the last four or five years. After talking with him, he allowed me permission to build on and modify his original story. I've changed some of the circumstances and resolutions to the story, as we...
Bodegraven, Amsterdam, Monday, 07 October, 2052 07:35 Marcus was confused. Should he try to get Agnes his robotic maid back from the fundamentalists or just let her die? After all she wasn't a real person, she was just a machine. Losing her shouldn't be more traumatic to him than losing a phone or calculator. But could he just let her be ripped apart just...
This premise is heavily inspired by Seesaw's Alpha Beta. If you enjoy this thread, please check out his work. "How may I serve you, Master?" Fredrick looked up from his book. A woman was standing over him. She was wearing nothing but high heels black lace lingerie and a tagged collar. She stood in perfect posture, legs spread open and wrists crosse...
You finally have everything you always wanted. You're not human anymore. You rub your new body up and down. It's perfect, slender, and shiny, and it's all yours. You've got a small access panel in your lower back. It contains your SRPI port, some status lights, and your power and reset buttons, all locked up with a key hidden in a place only your girlfriend...