There seem to be two main tropes for fembot stories: the man who falls in love with a robot because real women don't like him, and the man who wants to be transformed into a fembot. This fembot story is neither of these. Every so often the media picks up on the story that "The sex bots are coming!" Dum-dum-dummmmm! Cue pundits declaring that humans might fa...
She'd done it. She'd once again put together the fee for the personal fluffing service, dumped the guy she'd been using as her plaything, and booked herself in. In the last few months she'd taken out her piercings and the hole liners, letting the flesh grow back over the modifications to her flesh. Her body was back to its original shape, and maybe a bit mor...
"What do I say to him, though?" Emily groaned in frustration, struggling to keep up with Rebecca's longer stride. The pair were now journeying on foot across the walkways and pedestrian thoroughfares of the city—they would be at AnimeCon soon, and even after two hours of discussing it, Emily still had no clue what she was going to do. "I think you should ju...
I stayed at Helen's that night, both of us in her bed wearing nighties, occasionally stroking and comforting each other. I fell asleep in her arms with my face buried in her bosom. The connection I felt with this person was sublime. When I woke the next morning, I went to the bathroom to find her in the shower. She was truly a remarkable sight. Her blonde h...
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"Can I come live with you?" Taylor asked. He and Josh were doing free weights after their morning swim. Rachel had put them all through yoga before sending the teens off to the pool. Now she and Jason were doing a few laps while the boys took their turn with the weights. Josh chuckled. "So soon? You must really like this lifestyle." "I love it. I feel home...
Copyright Oggbashan October 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. I have realised that I am NEVER going to complete all my part--w...
Chapter 1 – Moving in - Sunday, November 13th My name is Patricia Teresa McKlellan, but my friends call me "PT". I was going through a dark time in my life. I had gotten fired from yet another dead-end job a few months ago. My self-confidence and enthusiasm were buried in a grave in the deep recesses of my psyche. The one bright spot in my life was serving...