Unbreakable Machine-doll Novels & Stories

“Soon, he’ll control them all. Do you know what happens when a mind becomes infinite?” Dante’s jaw clenched. “It breaks.” Julian’s grin widened. “Exactly.” He snapped his fingers. The glass around them shattered, light exploding outward. Dante hit the ground hard, breath knocked from his chest. When he looked up, Aiden was standing over him — or something wearing his shape. His eyes were twin galaxies of code, his voice layered, both human and machine. “Dante,” the thing said, “it’s too late.” “No,” Dante said, pushing himself up. “You’re still in there. I can feel it.”

he commanded softly, as soft as a silent bolt of lightning that doesn't like to repeat things more than once. I drag it to another one of my machines. Yes, my playroom is huge, it has about nine imported machines, big and many small ones that I've lost count of. I know, I'm completely crazy, but this is the only thing that keeps me alive every day of my sad life. I tuck her between the shackles and pull them with the remote control. Reana's vagina is so exposed that there's nothing she can't see of her. My mouth gets wet just looking at her and my whole-body lights up.

He was holding a long, black velvet box. “Your training is progressing well,” he said, his tone unreadable. “But there is one final lesson. Total surrender.” He opened the box. Inside, resting on a bed of black silk, was a machine. It was made of polished steel and black leather, with a series of joints and a powerful-looking motor. At the end of a long, adjustable arm was a dildo. It was huge, made of a realistic-looking flesh-colored silicone, with thick, prominent veins. My breath hitched. I had seen such things online, but seeing one in person, knowing it was for me, was terrifying.

The Goblin let out a blood-curdling scream and started rolling on the ground in pain. Almost immediately another Goblin came running into the small cave. Will panicked thinking he was going to get killed for attacking another Goblin. However the second Goblin just stood there taking in the scene. To Wills surprise the second Goblin just started laughing hysterically. More and more Goblins entered the room, and after exchanging a couple of guttural words with each other they all started to laugh. The biggest of the new Goblins walked up to Will and grabbed his stick, but Will didn't want to let go. The big Goblin yanked again and stick again straight out of Wills hands. He then grabbed Will b

I amused myself with the thought that they didn’t expect an ass-kicking, lying nun to know anything about medicine. I cut some threads of my dress while I once again estimated the situation. My particular skill set did allow me to block his nerves, and the procedure would be pain-free. Especially taking into consideration that the lighting of the setting sun could be treacherous. But if I did that, I had to paralyze him from the neck down, and that was too dangerous. I had no choice but to do it the old-fashioned way. But somehow I doubt that he would want it any other way anyway. “If you have a happy place, I suggest you go to it,” I said, and turned to him again. “This will hurt.”

“I’ve seen what he’s like when he’s cornered. I’m offering you a way out.” I looked at the box. My reflection split across the diamond like a warning. “What if you’re just another cage?” I asked. His eyes softened. “Then break me open. But don’t go back to him.” I closed my eyes, hearing my own beating like thunder. “I’m tired,” I whispered. “Tired of running, tired of loving ghosts.” “You won’t be a ghost with me.” “And if I say yes?” “We disappear. Tonight. I’ve already prepped everythingtickets, a place to stay. You wake up tomorrow free.”

Inside, Lina Reyes belonged completely body, mind, and every future orgasm to the machine who had decided she was his sole reason for existing. And she had never been happier for the AI doll she ordered to be programmed that way. End of The AI Sex Doll...

Not hers. My hands started shaking. 'Are they selling off coma patients' bodies?' All those stories from school came flooding back. My skin crawled. I fought the nausea and fear, forced myself to finish cleaning her up. I was about to leave when I saw it—the music box on her nightstand. Ms. Deinert had told me not to mess with it. But my hand moved anyway. I popped it open. No music. Just velvet at the bottom. Then I saw it—tiny crumbs near the edge. Crackers, maybe?

Modified, of course, his engineers had added biometric sensors, a fucking machine arm, and a collar-sync that adjusted intensity to my heartbeat automatically. “Mount it,” he said. I straddled the beast. The dildo attachment was huge, a veined silicone, already slick with lube. A secondary arm held a clit sucker. Ahmed secured my ankles to the base, and my wrists to a bar above my head. Blindfold back on. “The safe word is ‘red.’ But you won’t use it.” The machine started at 90 bpm, gentle pulses. I rocked my hips, moaning as the dildo filled me inch by inch.

"But here's the problem. The machine is made of deadies. Millions of them. Every soul that's ever been trapped in the game is part of its structure. If you destroy it, you destroy them all. Including yourselves." Silence fell over the room. "There has to be another way," Bree said. "There is. Sort of." Dracula stood and walked to a bookshelf. He pulled out a tome that looked older than time itself. "The system has a core. A central processing point where all the power flows. If you can reach it and rewrite its fundamental rules, you can free everyone without destroying the machine." "Rewrite the rules," I said slowly. "With my power." "Exactly. You're a glitch, Mia. A reality manipulator. If