Shoko Novels & Stories

] My AI greeted me. "Good evening, Cho," I responded. [Please take your shoes off and come in.] "Thank you." As expected, Minseok followed my lead, leaving his shoes in the shoe cubbies. My AI, named C.H.O. - Cognitive Household Organizer, was a holographic lady. She bore a striking resemblance to a young Korean woman, her long black hair neatly tied in a ponytail and adorned with bangs. Her name came from her ability to mimic human speech, which she did flawlessly. The majority of people found it creepy, but Minseok didn't seem bothered at all. In fact, he seemed fascinated by her.

Nicolas walks ahead of us and speaks to both of them in Japanese, granting me the ability to slowly piece together where exactly we were. He turns around and gestures for us to follow as the two Women lead us down a fully-adorned glass hallway where there are Koi fish swimming beneath us, under the transparent pathway. Pushing open another door, I am not only met with sounds of chatter and live music but with an entirely new ordeal. There are tall oval-shaped booths with long tables placed symmetrically across the colossal, yet somehow intimate room, and instead of ceramic plates, lie naked women with Japanese foods making up the curves of their bodies.

"You call that FUCKING? You worthless cunts can do better than that. I want a true fuck-show. I've had you practicing daily orgies for me for more than six months now and STILL your enthusiasm reminds me of nothing more than a pathetic B-movie p**n film. Why should I even keep you alive? Show me some genuine enthusiasm, you big-titted sluts, or I'll retire you right here and now!" The Sheikh stopped the video and put down the phone. He spun it idly with his hand. "Do you know what I just showed you, my young friend? The last fuck-show those three ever gave me. I retired Hiroko, Suzume, and Ayame the very next day." He chuckled. "You should have seen the looks on their faces. I had all three