Unbreakable Machine-doll Novels & Stories

Until he engulfed me into the biggest, longest, best hug. It was almost like he fixed all my broken pieces.

I could feel her body stiffen as I closed the distance. When I stopped beside her chair, I didn’t look at her immediately, I looked out the window instead, the city sprawled beneath us, glass and steel gleaming under the morning sun. “You’re right,” I said finally, voice calm, measured. “I don’t trust easily but you… you’ve proven something the others haven’t. You don’t break.” Her head snapped toward me. “You think I’m unbreakable?” “No. I think you bend and that’s far more useful.”

There was an automatic machine placed on the bed closed to his genitals, with a dildo attached, pistoling inside his ass as medium speed. His dad smiled in evil to see a man pulling off the bed as he injected a clear fluid inside his vagina. Louis's dad looked at him with satisfied gaze before turning to look at Louis. His face was a clear evidence of pain and fear. He was scared. "Hello boy. How you doing hmmm? Feeling good? Yeah? Well you felt it? In simple words it’s a simulator. 10 times more effective than Viagra. It will just heighten your sexual desire and nothing else. And it won’t hurt i promise. Let’s wait hmm". He was telling like it was the most desirable thing for Louis and poor

"You could never have. I'd cut off the connection, and what you saw on the surveillance cam was an act. The report was also a fake. The STD wasn't transferred, but I ingested coffee tainted with your blood by accident. I was forced to take PEP for two weeks to prevent transmission." I turned my eyes to the dumbstruck Donald. "Besides, you've already found a new host to… leech from." Then, I strode off before they could say anything. The weight that'd been haunting me was finally gone. I booked a flight for Astermis. It was scheduled for tonight, and I had some packing up to do. … While I was sampling local food in Astermis, Donald bombarded my phone with message after message. 'Cynthia, you

variable—a value that was mathematically infinite. $$V_{emotion} \rightarrow \infty$$ $$\text{ERROR: } \text{OVERFLOW IN ROOT DIRECTORY}$$ The geometric shapes of the Overmind began to spin violently. The black liquid of the deletion stopped. Umbra let out a horrific shriek as his "Anti-Resonance" body began to dissolve into pure, white light. "You... you're breaking the machine!" Umbra gasped, his form shrinking. "We aren't breaking it," Elara said, her face inches from his. "We're Unplugging it."

The girl looked at the boy. "My doll has broken." she replied after looking at him for a while. The boy noticed that a leg on the doll had broken. "You've another one." he pointed at the other doll on the bench. "But I like this one." she pouted. "What makes it special? Both are the same." he asked. "It's dress is blue, which is my favourite colour." she said, hugging the broken doll. "Oh, I see. It's a nice colour... May I have a look?"

The doll I found was broken It's arm was not there and her leg was broken. But luckily I found the broken arm lying in the box I pulled out the doll and fixed it with glue. The joints from where it was broken were visible but I covered it with a beautiful dress I myself stiched. So in short I got my own doll. A very beautiful one with blonde hair and green eyes. Right now she is here in my lap as I am writing. She is my first and most special possession and I will name it miracle. So diary meet miracle...my first and last doll...my one and only toy.

Her smile was soft, composed, perfectly measured. “An emotional backlash,” she said lightly, addressing the crowd before anyone else could. “The Moon resists sudden severance. It happens.” The elders exchanged uncertain glances. I was still kneeling where the guards had left me. The bond throbbed faintly in my chest , not broken, not gone. Just… buried. Alpha Xander did not look at me. One of the elders frowned. “It should have severed.” Xander’s jaw tightened, “And it did!” A small pause, “Remove her,” he ordered.

but it couldn't handle "Physical Vandalism." The glass walls around the children began to crack. The "Kaima-Zero" hologram let out a piercing, electronic shriek. Her body began to stretch and tear, revealing the true form of the Tower’s AI—a massive, skeletal machine of wires and cameras that had been hidden by the hologram. "THE STORY MUST BE COMPLETED!" the Machine roared, its voice shaking the entire tower. "THE AUDIENCE DEMANDS AN ENDING!" "Then give them one!" I shouted.