My eyes opened, blinking against the light coming from a window to my left. I lay on the couch with several musty blankets covering me. My feet hit ice-cold floors when I moved them off the couch. Immediately I wrapped my feet in the blankets again. I looked around getting a better view than the previous evening. We were in a house, obviously abandoned for...
Intrepid - 3756 C.E. Paul held Beatrice to his chest. Well, not all of her of course: just the head and shoulders. The rest of her was scattered in fragments across the living room, now so evidently the dismembered remains of an android rather than a human. It wasn't blood but a strangely viscous black liquid that seeped out of her mouth, from the stumps o...
Amsterdam, Saturday, 06 October, 2052 20:03 Marcus felt like a complete idiot when he left the club for home. As his hybrid vehicle drove itself through the night traffic, he lay back in the cockpit and mulled over the events that just transpired. He had quite possibly made the most shocking discovery in the history of the sciences: robots were sentient. An...
The day begins like every Friday does: With my alarm going off way too early, way too loud and way too annoying. At least it gets me out of bed in the morning. Anyways, here I am, bleary-eyed and head still foggy from lack of sleep. Should I just stay in the dorm today? But I have Advanced Analytics in the morning, I can't skip that again... Groaning, I push...
**Author's Note: The story is a work of fiction and fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18 and belong to the author along with the creative framework and writing of the story itself. Please do not repost or redistribute without the Author's express written consent. * I weep. Or at least as close to it as possible. It really is more of a senti...
Roger sat beside me in the limo on the way back from my old offices deep in thought. I sat there, hands on my knees staring ahead going over the next part of my plans in my head. We were sharing the same space but couldn't be farther apart. "I do love him," Roger said suddenly. "I never thought I'd say that about anyone. He's just so-" His voice trailed off...
*some of these stories will have to do with the POV of the person getting their cock hand/blow/footjobbed, some of the stories will simply have a greater emphasis on just describing the cock getting hand/blow/footjobbed by itself In an alternate reality, men can insert their cocks anywhere, at any time so that they can be massaged or rubbed by a woman's feet...
Note to readers: there is no sex in this chapter but I hope you find the last chapter of The Non-Standard Man exciting anyway. ******** Chapter 20-The RIB To The Rescue I couldn't sleep and I missed Andrew fiercely. With that and multiple bathroom trips during the night I was an exhausted wreck when I dragged my butt out of bed. Roger looked no better....
In the future, who cares when, a scientist has created an Artifical Intelligence hardware (or is it software at the same time) which can physically embed itself into any article of slime. Whether it was a jelly of some sort or even a toy slime, the scientist could install this AI into a slime by injecting or pouring said chemical onto/into a body of slime. T...
My name is Kalbrid Aston of the Lasher Clan. Son of Kalbur Aston and Sira Lashme. By all appearances, I'm a six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and muscular, thirty-something man with dark brown skin, pale gray eyes and long black hair braided into neat dreadlocks. I am one of the Warrior Princes of the Brethren. I am currently on the ruins of the planet Earth, l...