Explicit

Do androids dream of electric sheeps?

Do lovedolls love?

Hello. My name is Alice and I work for,... well,... I was working for Polymerix. Now I’m an unemployed doll. As far as I’m aware, none of my former colleagues have ever managed to quit ‘alive’. Our only exit door leads into the Trashcan. Of course, others might have done the same trick, as I did. If so nobody knows they succeed. These dolls are officially dead to the world as am I.

Writing the "incident" off as just a dream - Shannon found it to be a better term for what happened than "transformation and indulgence in deviant yet absurdly satisfying sexual desires" - proved to be an immediate impossibility; Caitlin was positively glowing the next time she saw her.  Fortunately her transformation had been thorough enough that she didn't recognize her as being the one who visited her that night.  Either that or she was being discrete in public.

The sky is full of gray clouds as Saylee rides a horse across the brown grass and approaches Lord Marth’s castle. She feels the warm arms of Veronica around her waist as she rides and struggles to resist the urge to feed upon her friend. She remembers the civilized world of man and when she fed and lived like a queen. A world of noise and a world of cities, but that world was not to last. The proud angry fools of man set fire to the world and began the end of the world of civilized man. Humans became harder to find and the more powerful vampires took claim to several.

Bethan was furious to say the least that slut Jodie who she had once called her friend had stolen Karl  Moody from her after she had told her she like him. As a result she now had to endure seeing them together every lunch time. “Urgh sucking face as usual fucking bitch” groaned Beth scowling over in their direction. Beth was a short 18 girl with a slim body, b cup breasts and an ample butt, none of that mattered however since she’d never have Karl much to her dismay.