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...
Author's Notes: This story focuses on somewhat naive female robot dominance, boot and glove fetishism and some adventure of a poor chap that's in the wrong place at the wrong side. (You decide) There are four more parts to this story. All together they would be the size of a short novel. This is the first part. Please give any comments or criticisms. If...
"May I assist you with anything else, Sir?" Jeeves asked again, his digital voice exactly the same as before. Brian was losing patience. "No, damn it, shut up!" "I am... sorry, Sir." Jeeves said. He returned his plastic head to a forward-facing position, making his usual servo-pneumatic whirring sound as he did. Brian took a deep breath and reminded himse...
CHAPTER 1 Dorothy was a vivacious 19-year-old, who lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rust...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2018/ August 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The story relates to my earlier story Golem but is se...
Cindy went over to her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She quickly found Shelley's number in her address book and started the call. Cindy's friend answered almost immediately and the two spent several minutes just chatting with each other. Then Cindy asked her friend if she would like to take a trip with her and Kyle. Cindy had to be a little bit cagey...
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Hanna-Barbera. No money is being made and no infringement is intended. Inspiration for this story came from artwork by Alex Hiro. * George Jetson whistled happily to himself as he flew home in his car. He had managed to get through the week without getting fired. And his bos...
Aylin analyzed every electric circuit but she couldn't find the glitch that was keeping her spacecraft from reaching hyper speed. Her fuel pods were running on empty and there were no space ports close enough to provide shelter. Lucky for her, a small dot showed up on her long range scanner and she adjusted the curse accordingly. When she got closer to the...
Tersa's words rattled in my head. "An Andrew was responsible." What robot was that other than my Andrew, the one who spoke of Cicily intimately? I squelched my fears, and breezed into my apartment pretending nothing happened. Nothing as in I didn't give my husband a blowjob, and left him off at a hotel. "Hi, I'm home." Nothing. I went to the kitchen whe...
Chapter 6 - BOHICA Bend over, here it comes again. That's what BOHICA means. I say that because of the simple fact that since this Op started, it has been a constant chain of being bent over and fucked in the ass over and over again, well in the metaphorical sense. A simple snatch and grab op that went to hell. Shall we talk about the Templar's interrogatio...