Roboticized Tails Novels & Stories

The Transformers lie in the realm of tomorrow; the very distant tomorrow. Still, Mr. Lapuz was greatly amused by Ecto 2.0, the robo-puppy that Terra had gifted Kate. He was blown away by how lifelike it behaved. Its prick ears gently pulling back, its tail wagging, its four jointed legs much more flexible than his own arthritic two. Ecto 2.0 also had these expressive, big blue anime eyes made of OLED. The same eyes were equipped with depth cameras that allowed it to gauge any terrain and relay the most apt maneuver to its small but powerful legs. Lastly, Ecto 2.0 was equipped with AI and could remember the layout of Kate’s room and the whole house plus the faces of the people constantly arou

The scientist looked back at the male tailed beast and at the same time, the crystal gem glowed bright red causing the neck of the scientist to suddenly crack, that ended his life. The male tailed beast with big ears and the female tailed beast looked at each other, not stating a word but both knew in their stares, there were people behind them that they were ready to kill them. But before they could attack, the male tailed beast was able to control them to drop their weapons and the female tailed beast showed her third tail, a long fish tail full of sharp scales. When the male tailed beast lifted them a few inches above the ground, the female tailed beast showed the beautiful sharp scales t

“Can you turn invisible?” “I can except my tail. It's a fail-safe, so he would never lose me.” “…? Weird, but long as you walk near me and your tail looks as if it comes from my rear end, it should be fine. Right?” Misty turned on its cloaking mechanism. Sure enough, everything on it turned invisible except its tail. She got out of the car first and opened the back-passenger door in a way to conceal her behind. Once Misty was out of the car and Blue was following on the opposite side of her, a few of her neighbors passed by. A couple of them looked at her strangely to see the tiger’s tail flicking at a slow-moving pace. As if it was a normal thing to see. They looked from the tail to her fac

It was either the robot was astute or I hadn't done a good enough job of not talking about her. I tried to wave it off by shrugging. "I don't know. Mother's will be mother's, I guess." One of the reasons why Aretha wanted a humanoid robot was because it was built to mirror human actions. As it shook its head, I was taken aback. Dress it up with clothes, put a wig on it and you had an almost female human being.

Jack channeled energy into his fist—the air rippling around his knuckles—and punched the robot's hydraulic joint. CRUNCH. The leg buckled, spewing hydraulic fluid. The robot shrieked electronically, listing to the side. "They're heavily armored!" Jack yelled. "Aim for the joints! The hydraulics!" "There are too many!" Finch screamed. Three more robots landed on the walkway behind them, cutting off their retreat. They were trapped on the narrow bridge, suspended over the vats of bubbling organs. "The conveyor belt!" Jack pointed to the overhead rail carrying the torsos. "Jump!"

It just continued walking in grace and control. And as it reached the center of the stage, the spotlight caught the sheen of its titanium skin which was sleek, chrome-silver and polished to perfection. You could mistake it for a real person dressed in a futuristic armor suit. Even the slight tilt of its head when it paused to “look” at the crowd was eerily human. I caught the subtle gasps from the audience. “Wait… that’s a robot?” “Oh my God, look at how it moves!” “That’s… that’s not programmed. That’s natural motion tracking!”

Andy pressed on, "if we don't check it out now, then we find some errors after all parts have been installed, we'd have to start loosing knots all over again." "Well, what can I say?" "You don't have to say anything, it's worth the try." Andy connected the two depending wires of the central processing units to each other, and the eyes of the robot began to turn on slowly like a cable TV that had an unstable antenna. And then its eyes were calm and clear. The robot turned its face towards Anderson, while Einstein protected the head from rolling off the examining table. It, suddenly, began to electronically scan Anderson from head to toe. It did the same to Einstein.

A soft silicone tail attached to the base brushed against the backs of my thighs. “There we go. Tail plug looks perfect on you.” He gave the tail a tug, making me yelp. Then he attached a small remote-controlled vibrator against my clit, securing it with straps around my thighs. One click of the remote and it buzzed to life on a low, teasing setting. “Rule two: you eat and drink from your bowls. No hands.” He filled the water bowl with chilled water and the food bowl with what looked like high-end kibble mixed with some kind of protein. My stomach growled, but pride made me hesitate.

It's eyes colour changed to red and looked at us. "Follow now or I take you by force" it said rising above the ground with his nitro powered robotic legs. "Should we run" I asked Belinda I mean Stella but got no response. I looked to my side and she was gone. "Sly" I mumbled Ok let's rock" I said pointing my index finger to the robot and used my kinesis to detach it's left hand. "Oops my bad" I said with an evil smirk. The detached arm flew back to it with nitro powered from it's robotic palms.

It had shiny metallic limbs and a round head. After Finn was done with the adjustments, he stood up and snapped his fingers. "Hello, MAVIS." The robot's round eyes lit up. "Hello, Star," it replied. "Your robot's called MAVIS?" Ambrose was perplexed. He realized that Finn wasn't as foolish as he thought. Finn proudly confirmed, "That's right! MAVIS is amazing!" MAVIS's eyes lit up once more at Finn's instruction. "MAVIS, dance for us."