October 23, 2023

Lust Among The Stars

Pinto Schantz really wished they had not given the robot such a nice ass.

It was distracting to have the curvaceous, shiny, electronic buttocks of Hotbot-5000 swishing past Pinto all day long as he and the other human slaves dug for diamonds on the Seventh Moon of Saturn.

Pinto wanted to touch it, the robot ass. He wanted to caress it, to kiss it, to hold it like a diamond and then perhaps whisper into Hotbot-5000’s ear hole, “this makes the enslavement and near-destruction of humankind almost worth it, to get to experience the glory of your synthetic but sincere backside.”

But Pinto knew if he did such a thing Hotbot-5000 would gouge his eyes out and drop him into the bottomless star-hole of Satan, just as it had already done to so many of Pinto’s friends.

So, Pinto just sighed, and quietly wished that the robot ass was not so gorgeous.

Eventually he would end up in the bottomless star-hole anyway, but at least he didn’t feel like a pervert. --TK