Ann and Marc had fallen into a rut, Married for seven years, their lives had become all about work, they both suspected the other of infidelities.
Ann, a smart 30 something, owned her own business, and Marc was a top executive of a banking organization.
The year was 2025, and since the acid rain was now so bad most people who could afford them wore body suits, they were unlike the body suits from the turn of the century, they had been so rubbery, these were more like skin than ever before and Ann and Marc could afford the best.
Marc had bought Anns suit from a company called "Suit Yourself" One of the top companies in America, her birthday
Josh sat on the Chaise Lounge in a beautiful pure white wedding dress, his hair made into a perfect brides style, He heard the front door open, it was his wife back from a day at the office,
"You wont believe the day I've had" she said,
"Why don't you come in here honey, and tell me all about your hellish day, answered Josh.
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Josh and Melissa Southwell were voted two of the most successful people in their field, Melissa was about 5'7", tall and slim, but elegant, her hair was Ash blonde, Josh on the other hand was quite plain looking 5' 6" a little shorter than Melissa espe
Perils Of Self-Testing by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Perils Of Self-Testing
"It's finshed!"
I patted the oil stains from my hands as I looked up at my newest invention. A towering metallic tube dominated the room, connected to a large metal box at its back. A computer terminal complete with keyboard and monitor was installed on its side, and across the top of the tube was it's codename: PROJECT ACPT 0.1. Our deadline for review had been nearing distressingly quickly, so to speed things along I had to use some hardware and code from my other machines. I could adjust and specialise it once I had secured the financial support needed.
I smiled and glanced over to my assistant. "Patricia!"
Patricia was asleep at her de
I was walking down the street with my girlfriend, her name was Miki, and she asked me out during the second semester of university. She seemed to be a bright girl; she was getting over the average mark of the other students in her Computer Programmer. I was type of person who would draw art and fiddle with animation programs but knew nothing about programming. Recently, she seemed down a bit and started playing with her apps on her iPod. I tried to ask her what was wrong but she says that she is fine. Today, she was completely ignoring me as we walked around. "What's wrong? And don't give me that fake crap that you're all right." I was standi
Sailor Mirthery had a mischievous sparkle in her eye as she dragged Masao toward the towering, colorful building that loomed ahead. Its neon lights flashed enticingly, advertising itself as the Auto Closet – Cosplay Edition! The sign even depicted animated figures transforming into various characters, from glittering magical girls to flamboyant clowns, all within the blink of an eye. For Mirthery, it was the perfect place to bring her latest project—Masao.
Masao, however, was feeling a mix of curiosity and nervousness. He wasn’t quite sure what to expect, but he trusted Mirthery enough to follow along. She was always up to something, and her vibrant, clownish antics were often contagious. Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that today’s little adventure was going to be more than he bargained for.
“Here we are!” Mirthery chirped, twirling around with a flourish before pulling Masao in closer. Her bright pastel hair bounced as she did, matching the lively energy that practically
One bright sunny day, you find a curious glowing pencil laying on the side of the road. You are immediately compelled to walk over and pick it up, and as you do, you notice a thin line being drawn from its lead into the air. Gasping in surprise, you give another flick, drawing a circle in mid air, which falls to the ground. You look around to see if anyone is watching - no one seems to be around. You decide to try something a little more complicated, and draw your name in big outlines. Once you’re finished, you grab and pull at them, and they resist your strength as if they were made out of cast iron. You laugh in amazement, and try the
Incident at the Store or Accidents Happen! by JaneDoe-2010, literature
Literature
Incident at the Store or Accidents Happen!
See updated, and illustrated, revision in the gallery. https://www.deviantart.com/janedoe-2010/art/Incident-at-the-Store-or-Accidents-Happen-Rev1p2-958077963
Tags: MaidBot TF. F to Maidbot. Bot shop. selling. brainwash
Amy and her boyfriend had been dating for over a year. Her boyfriend loved the android gaming fetish. He was always the owner of the android, and Amy always had to be his android. They bought new clothes and different costumes. they used anytime they could find for games. Gradually though, their passion began to weaken. He had a new girlfriend, and on the day when he was about to leave Amy the following happened.
It was early Saturday morning. Amy, as always, played the role of an android. Back on Friday evening, her owner brought a temporary tattoo, exactly the same as all androids have. It was a sticker, which lasted about two days. One in the form of a barcode was pasted on Amy’s forehead, and the second with the name of the manufacturer’s company and a small figurine of a maid was glued to the inside of her forearm. Amy was wearing a latex maid outfit. Black latex crotch-length stockings, white loves. There was a
The Transfer PT 8 - The One Hour Test by Natalie3991, literature
Literature
The Transfer PT 8 - The One Hour Test
After what felt a life time for Jenny, something began to happen, it felt like she was falling and then all of a sudden it stopped. Jenny slowly opened her eyes, and suddenly realised she wasn’t in the tank anymore. In fact she could see her body in the tank. Jenny slowly moved her hands out in front of her, and sure enough, they were the maids bots hands. Jenny, then slowly disconnected the cables that were attached to her and moved over to the tank where her body was. She, could see the reflection of the maid-bots body, her mind was now in and was amazed to see her body just floating suspended there, lifelessly in the tank.
Jenny quickly went over to the computer to check the countdown timer, to make sure it was still working, which it was.
Now she had just under an hour to test out this robot maids body, to see what it was capable of. By now Jenny was happy with the balance and coordination of the maids body she was currently in. But she want to test the voice out, so she decided
Updated story at https://www.deviantart.com/janedoe-2010/art/Slight-Human-Error-1p1-900109314 Sorry about the redirect but I hope to illustrate the story someday and must do it in PDF form to add illustrations, Jane.
My Turn as the MaidBot (Edited) by JaneDoe-2010, literature
Literature
My Turn as the MaidBot (Edited)
Original Story by doll-stories ( Gromet ), Mar 12, 2019, 10:10:10 AM Some editing and additions by JaneDoe-2010, May 2, 2019
Part One
Two friends, Judy & Anja, shared an apartment in the city after graduating from their rural college and finding jobs away from home. They were both born and raised in a small town farming area and had never been to the city before this. The apartment they shared was in one of the city’s more densely populated areas, the building itself is well over 40 stories high, and the apartments are basic and small, but this was the only apartment they could afford on their combined wage, both being janito
Project Renovo.
Part 1
At the Institute of Atomic Level Designs, the enthusiastic scientists prepared a video session inside the lab installations. The group was conformed of three scientists, an old Caucasian grey haired man, an Afro-American man in his middle thirties and a young blond woman barely over her twenties.
The older man stood up aside a white platform about half foot above the floor. The man is putting on a black suit while the other man is helping him. The woman is checking the camera over a tripod pointing it at his colleague six feet away.
The older scientist signaled the woman and the digital camera started recording.