My name is James Hyperion. The year is 2030. I am ninety years old. I am dying. Nothing can change that fact. That's okay because I am a man who has led a very fulfilled life. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia, in the year 1940. The eldest son of a poor African-American family. Nevertheless, I did fairly well for myself. I won a scholarship to the Georgia Insti...
I opened the door to this world outside, I walked out amongst the thick fog. Over my balcony I could see nothing, not even the rocks below. I walked out, past my patio, the pool, and the Jacuzzi to the edge. All I could see was the mist, it was mesmerising, and it blanketed everything. I stood there frozen in time, nothing and no one seemed to be present. A...
Summary: The author proposes that in ten years (2023), a confluence of technologies will result in women no longer being able to expect privacy. Author's note: I actually started writing this just before WIRED released their July 2012 issue, "Here come the Drones", which touches on the technical aspects I discuss. Discussion: There should be no argument t...
AN: For your enjoyment. This is an original piece of work, so please don't hesitate to leave feedback, positive or negative. Thank you!! -MS ****** She did not know what to expect. Her interspecies relations class gave her a foundation to work with, but she never encountered any alien firsthand. Yet here she was, on a space ship whose course was set to the...
I went back to my hotel to get changed. As I walked by reception I saw Feng talking to the girl behind the counter. He gave her a card, which she swiped into a computer and handed him the card and a key. The sly bastard was taking lessons. He went in the direction of the humproom without turning around. He hadn't seen me. Just to make sure I was right, I hu...
My name is Wilson Tetu and I'm a young black man of Cameroonian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. City of Champions rocks! I'm currently a student at the Brockton Institute of Technology, a four-year private school located in Brockton's West Side. I've been going there since graduating from Brockton High School in 2006. It's a damn good s...
Monica Watson, CEO Skylabs is what her office name tag said and what an office it was. It had a view of the entire city of San Francisco from its window. Monica Watson was only 35, but here she was the CEO of a large corporation in the year 2075. She didn't have much of an idea of what her company actually did and was one of the worst CEOs in the nation. Her...
Author's Note: This is a submission for the Literotica Geek Pride Story Event. Thanks to Puckit for organizing this first-time event! This is just how I feel about Nerds, and how proud I am, to be one. Disclaimers: It's probably too long. I probably don't know how to spell very well. Somewhere, a story like this one has likely already been told. If for s...
I tried to digest what I had just seen. If my assumptions were right and the humans were in charge of everything that required more intelligence than Oktonians possessed there had to be a lot of humans there. At least the reactor and presumably the hydrolysis plant as well had to be manned around the clock. Depending on the degree of automation this would re...
This is a continuation of the story about Merna. Really need to read first 8 parts to understand story. I get an offer from Keene Greta and I were awakened by a knock on the door at 9am. Greta wrapped a towel around herself and I sat up in bed. She opened the door and let a hotel employee in with several packages. He laid them on the table and handed Greta...