Unbreakable Machine-doll Novels & Stories

Jade nodded and came forward, “Start'' I said with my eyes on my watch, he inserted the coin in the machine and began playing but each time it looks like the doll is coming out, it drops again and he insert another coin and start playing all over again “Fuck is it that hard?” Dell asked and Jade nodded “Amy why is it not working?” Jade groaned kicking the machine as he I sent another coin “60 seconds left” “Shit!” He curse and began playing again “I thought this shit is easy” Zack groan “Times up” I said to Jade and he groan punching the machine “Princess, are you sure this shot is not broken?” He pointed at the claw machine while I laughed so hard at his reaction “Who's going next?” I asked

But Jenna remained unresponsive, lost in her battle. After what felt like an eternity, Marley reluctantly stepped out of the ICU to take a break from the suffocating tension inside. She needed air, a moment to breathe without the machines’ incessant beeping reminding her of what was at stake. She wandered through the hospital halls, trying to shake the oppressive worry that clung to her like a second skin.

It's like they're best friends when they treat each other. I went out of the kitchen and the moment I opened the door; Reid ran in my direction. He hugged my thigh. "I got twelve stars!" He said while showing his arms on me. I kneel for our eyes to line up and then greeted him with congratulations. I noticed the box holding he’s holding. He picked it up and showed it to me. "And Doc has a gift for me. Another robot for my collection!" I took a deep breath then wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Get dressed first, my Superman. You're wet with sweat."

“Please stay still so I can clamp the seatbelt.” “Why, don’t you want to f**k me? It’s easier without the seatbelt.” He kept quiet and finally got the seatbelt clamped. “So, Mr Emerson Aiden, or Mr Billionaire whatever you call yourself. Where to? Are you taking me home? Please do take me home. I’m sure your lovely mother would be so disappointed in me and throw me back on the streets. Or better yet, call the judge and cry with no idea how to help this broken fucking child.”

She groaned as she sat up, rubbing her body. 'Let's go again,' he said. 'It's no use,' she said and looked away. 'I keep failing.' Ryan stretched his hand towards her. 'True. But then again you can't give up.' She looked up at him. 'Never give up,' he said as he pulled her up and handed her her stick. 'Again?' She smiled, a new light shinning in her eyes. 'Yeah.' °°° Suzanne grunted as she struggled to raise up the machine. Andrew had called it the Doxin. It was shaped like a huge box the size of a car but made of solid metal. Titanium was part of the equipment used in its invention.

My heart leapt as I realized we could make it. Berrring. It sounded like the ring of a delicate bell. The sound seemed to roll and disappear. I realized it instantly. A test tube has just rolled off the counter in front of me, and it was heading towards the floor. My realization was too slow as I watched Nathan stretch out his hand. Miraculously, I saw the delicate glass barrel dance across his reaching fingertips. It bounced, as if playing keep-away. Then it disappeared from his grasp. The sound of the tube shattering sounded like a gunshot in my ears. It was followed by the most horrifying sound I’d ever heard. Instantly, I felt something grab me by the hood, and this time, it wasn’t Natha

"You uploaded yourself? You became software?" The God-Shell took a step forward. The impact shook the tower, knocking Helena to her knees near the elevator. "I became perfection," the machine replied. The massive head, shaped like a stylized knight’s helm, tilted down. The red optical sensors flared. "Flesh is weak, Tristan. You proved that when you broke my nose in the courtyard. But this..." The machine raised a fist the size of a carriage. "...this does not break." Rowan swung. It wasn't a clumsy, mechanical swing. It was the precise, drilled motion of a master swordsman, scaled up to god-like proportions. The fist descended with the speed of a falling guillotine.

Alex whispered, his body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. Marcus pressed another button on the remote. The machine sprang to life, the dildo sliding into Alex's tight hole in a slow, deep thrust. Alex cried out, his body arching against his restraints. The machine was relentless, its rhythm steady and unforgiving. It fucked him with a mechanical precision that was both terrifying and incredibly arousing. Marcus circled him, his camera clicking, capturing every angle, every moment of Alex's degradation and pleasure. He would occasionally reach out and pinch Alex's nipples, or stroke his cock, pushing him closer to the edge, only to pull back at the last second.

Still nothing. A hollow, broken laugh slipped out, barely more than a breath. “You don’t know either, do you? You’re just as trapped in this lie as I am. Just as powerless to change anything.” The bond pulsed faintly again. Not sharp like before. Just… there. Constant. Unbreakable. Like a heartbeat I couldn’t silence. I hated it with every fiber of my being. “I wish you’d just disappear,” I murmured, my voice cracking into something raw and desperate. “Both of you. You and him. Just… leave me alone in this dark.”

“Promise you’ll apologize to her in the morning. And make things right. Our pack can’t handle unnecessary infighting right now, especially not with Victor still out there.” Melissa nodded, her face softening, and clinked her glass with mine. “I promise. And for now…” She lifted her glass, just a little. “To Nora Nightshade. To Dark Moon’s newest member.” “To Nora,” I said, and took a sip.