Sarah walked down the dark street alone, her nurse's outfit wrinkled from a long day at the hospital. She was in a horrible mood. After getting gelled at by her boss, she had been forced to take a vacation. She hadn't taken one in the past three years, and after forty-eight hours of no sleep, the hospital staff had gotten 'worried' about their chief nurse. F...
Angie Meseret's Residence, Badhoevedorp, Amsterdam Wednesday, 09 October, 2052 09:36 Marcus Bleak decided to put the investigation on hold and attend to some personal matters. It had been a while since he had seen his ex-wife and even though the divorce had been acrimonious they were still cordial with each other. She had ended up with the house and most...
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....
BECOMING PEOPLE November 22nd, 2057 twenty years ago The heavy ceramic vase slammed with shattering force into her forehead, propelled by a rage she was only privy to second-hand. Damage-control alarms klaxoned within the White-haired Doll's Kernel, where her every application and algorithm was scheduled for execution. There had been more leading up to t...
There is no sex in this chapter. After our conversation with Roger's mother, no one felt like finishing their food. Poor Betty, who argued along with Roger that my strategies were foolhardy, was very quiet as she cleared the food and discarded it. "The courtroom is open again," she said upon returning. We glumly stood and walked to the doors, our security...
"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...
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. The next morning, George was awakened by Jane riding his morning erection. She was bouncing up and down on his shaft, eyes closed and moaning wi...
I awoke in an altogether different condition than on the previous occasions, except in that I was as nude as before. I was neither bound nor confined in a restrictive space. Instead, I was laying on a kind of padded ledge or built-in bench that was long enough to accommodate my body in a small room of perhaps 9 feet by 12 feet. It was not unlike a jail cell....
Big Alice was always hungry. And with her skilled hands on the controls it was Stephanie "Roulette" MacBaren's job to keep the big bitch fed. Following a path laid down by two seasons of steady work, Rue guided the insanely massive paddle wheel excavator on its way up and over a lobate scarp that made the big machine work for its meal. The slow turning bl...
The Tech Lab, Kerkstraat, Amsterdam, Monday, 07 October, 2052 23:36 Marcus Bleak and Scrooge stared down at the succulent, naked body of Zino the sex robot and wondered what to do next. They had to admit the she was a sight for sore eyes. Her tall, dark body glistened with synthetic beads of sweat as she lay stretched out on the cold, metal table with cab...