The aircar slams into the habitat dock. Paris skyline pulses below, neon veins in eternal night. You bolt out, fury boiling. Minister’s meeting bombed. Half-hour delay over Russia airspace. Fuck that. Duplex door hisses open. Bedroom. Heart pounds.
‘Mental command: Strip me.’ Chip gift from Norbert hums. Revolutionary French outfit vaporizes, reforms in closet. ‘Fully.’ Support bra crushes your heavy tits—gone to hygienizer. Prophylactic panties follow. Tits sag free, heavy, real. Mirror glance. Not androgynous trend. Curves defy. You love it.
The Mutation
‘R-Roco 30/8! Service now.’ Robot glides from wall. Narrow box, four arms, cock appendage rigid. Shame floods cheeks. Illicit. Ellebanna corrupted you. Government scanners would re-educate your ass. Thrill spikes.
Mist envelops. Lifts you horizontal over bed. Zero-G bubble. Jasmine, sandalwood haze. Arms knead. Toes first. Up legs, sensual glide. Thighs split: one pair flutters belly, teases no pussy. Other grips ass, kneads deep. Cunt throbs. Legs splay wide. Begging.
Hands climb. Skip soaked slit. Tits swell, nipples diamond-hard. Ignore them. Neck loosens. Face melts. Total surrender. Cock aligns. Blush burns. Push in. Sensors read every twitch. Hands milk tits, squeeze ass. Rigid shaft pistons perfect. Stress evaporates. Calm orgasm crashes. Pure power.
No guilt today. Bad day wins.
Director of Universal Memory Consortium. CUM. Proud European pick. Budgets slashed. 13 memorials in 2789. French Revolution millennium peak. French Élue Supreme. Nightmare boss.
Flashback: Minister demands galaxy invites. In native tongues. Insane. You beg Norbert, linguist prof. He groans. Multivac lazy on ILOE. Pick top 100 traders. Kalamites first—agri saviors, energy gods, migration heroes.
Today: Pékin summon. Triple invites to 304. Native languages. Kalamite snag. Multivac blank. Brochure: ‘How to Serve Man’—cookbook. Irony bites.
Vidcall Norbert. He rages. You tease. Promise feast. Sex.
Ellebanna projects. Your wild mind twin. Scans Norbert’s holo. Finds fantasies. Marilyn Monroe holo—banned Code 2050. Skimpy dress, stockings. Sexy.
The Exploit
Rêvebébé vids: Your faces. Blowjob. Cunnilingus. Missionary. Cowgirl. Doggy anal. Cumshot finale. Shocked. Wet.
YSL bot tailors illicit lingerie, heels. Currents tease bare skin. Vulnerable. Powerful.
Dinner. R-3GRO elevates: foie gras crème brûlée, stuffed quail, sabayon. Norbert sulks. Barely eyes your tits spilling lace.
‘Mutation complete,’ Ellebanna whispers. Mask drops. Pulsions roar.
Exploit launches. You straddle. Lips crash. Tongue invades. Hand grips his cock—hard. Push down. Suck deep. Gagging power. He groans.
Flip. Pussy grinds face. He laps frantic. Clit pulses. You ride waves.
Cowgirl thrust. Control rhythm. Nails rake chest. ‘Fuck me harder.’ Anal tease. Lube. Push back. Take him deep ass. Domination peaks. Scream release. He erupts on cheeks.
Mission success. Multivac cranks invites. Kalamite ‘recipes’ ignored.
Dawn. Shadow self retreats. Suit on. Director mode. Secret burns inside. Stronger. Unbreakable. City hums. You conquer.