Janet's wedding night.
Filed under:nanofiction,writing,Rob Andrews
Industrial saliva when C577 kisses Janet, industrial pistons coughing out smoke. Her tongue artfully dodges his grinding gear teeth of her husband savouring the tang of steel.
"REMOVE YOUR DRESS!" C577 mechanically intones, his clunky radio voice box echoing through their upscale hotel room. Thick mechanical fingers glowing with snake green wires helped her unzip her dress revealing pale milk skin. Despite her attempts to upgrade C577, he still moved in jerky staccato at times. Ackward pauses as his brain would whirr with input and instructions. When he cupped her breasts she couldn't help but shiver, warm electric pulsations vibrating through his hands. Hours earlier, a bee hive of reporters had covered their wedding. "The cyborg marriage" "Hardware meets wetware" A curious spectacle, acording to the rest of the world. A car crash; a messy mix of flesh and metal. Her family had avoided the wedding, agast that their daughter would marry a machine. C577's creator gave Janet away instead.
"Call me if you need repairs," he whispered in her ear, before he took her down the aisle.
He pulled down her panties, black french maid cut and inserted his slick robotic cock into her pussy.
"DOCKING PROCEDURE COMPLETE!"
She sighed. This is love, she thought.
Industrial saliva when C577 kisses Janet, industrial pistons coughing out smoke. Her tongue artfully dodges his grinding gear teeth of her husband savouring the tang of steel.
"REMOVE YOUR DRESS!" C577 mechanically intones, his clunky radio voice box echoing through their upscale hotel room. Thick mechanical fingers glowing with snake green wires helped her unzip her dress revealing pale milk skin. Despite her attempts to upgrade C577, he still moved in jerky staccato at times. Ackward pauses as his brain would whirr with input and instructions. When he cupped her breasts she couldn't help but shiver, warm electric pulsations vibrating through his hands. Hours earlier, a bee hive of reporters had covered their wedding. "The cyborg marriage" "Hardware meets wetware" A curious spectacle, acording to the rest of the world. A car crash; a messy mix of flesh and metal. Her family had avoided the wedding, agast that their daughter would marry a machine. C577's creator gave Janet away instead.
"Call me if you need repairs," he whispered in her ear, before he took her down the aisle.
He pulled down her panties, black french maid cut and inserted his slick robotic cock into her pussy.
"DOCKING PROCEDURE COMPLETE!"
She sighed. This is love, she thought.
posted by Rob at 10:31 p.m.
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