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<div class="fw-subtitle"> <b> [[StarLouis2001|Featured Artist - October: StarLouis2001]]
<div class="fw-subtitle"> <b> [[StarLouis2001|Featured Artist - October: StarLouis2001]]
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<div align="center"><big>'''Featured Author - October'''</big><br>
<div align="center"><big>'''Featured Author - October'''</big><br>
'''[[Stories/D. Olivaw|D. Olivaw]]'''<br>
'''[[Stories/Botfriend2000|Botfriend2000]]'''<br>
Stories: 15
Stories: 10


Story of the week:<br>
Story of the week:<br>
'''[[Trixie or Treat]]'''
'''[[The Halloween Story]]'''


<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>
<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>


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“Uh.h.h.h.h.h.h.h…” Trixie’s mouth dropped open as the distorted stutter droned on, hardly audible over the steady crackling and sizzling from her self-destructing circuitry. Rings of dull red light blinked around her pupils. Just as Victor was about to try to sneak past her, a few fat, white sparks shot from her ear. She made a garbled electronic noise in her throat and jerked back a few inches, blinking frantically until her gaze fell on Victor.
For about five minutes Megan and I kissed and made out in passionately against the wall. Then she lead me back and into Sarah’s spare bedroom. Our clothes were off in seconds. I was too tired and a little hung over to rationalize what I was doing and with whom, but who cares. It was wild and it was great! Megan was a vixen who never tired and she knew all the right buttons to push. She had a perfect body and teased me and pleased me with it for over an hour until I toppled over exhuasted. We lay side by side flat on our backs on the bed. “”Holy geez Meg! Are you done with me?I asked slightly out of breath. She turned her head and reached over and caressed my face. “Still think I’m an android? I am perfect. I cannot tire.” She replied. “Yeah, you’ve said that a lot tonight. I think you’re broken or have a virus or something.” I told her as I leaned over on to my side. She looked confused for a moment. “A virus?! If I was an android I would. . . would . . run a diagnostic and virus scan on my systems. This may take a few minutes which would allow you to relax.” She said. Her head did a light twitch then she lay there motionless. “Megan?” I called to her. Nothing. She finally snapped. I rolled over and hopped off the bed, grabbed my pants and headed back out into the living room. I looked at the clock on the wall as I entered. 3:25. Crap, is it late or just damn early now? I thought to myself. I spied what I was looking for on the floor. The little black device that would hopefully turn Sarah back on. One question that I just hadn’t answered, and yet nagged at me since the whole scenario began was why the glowing pendant? I had seen Sarah out plenty of time before and that wasn’t a permanent fixture with her.
 
“You make me so horny,she said, sounding tinny and distant. “I’m always wet for you, Ry-Ry-Ry—” the clunking returned but instead of a beep it ended with metallic ting followed by the sound of an object jouncing it’s way down through Trixie’s body “—USER NAME.” A speaker inside her began beeping urgently.
 
Breaking through the wreath of smoke that had gathered around her head, Trixie began a stiff-legged march towards Victor. “Do you like my body?
 
Victor tried to make his escape from the faltering sex-doll by sidling around her but he underestimated her speed. She grabbed hold of his shirt and his attempt to twist away instead pulled her into him. Her glistening plastic bust smushed against his chest.
 
“No real girl can compete with my perfect body-dy-dy.y.y.y.y—” a loud buzz-buzz-buzz ended with a bang as a narrow strip of skin between Trixie’s breasts burst outward onto Victor followed by a scalding shower of sparks. Smoking wires crowded the inside of the gap, lit by a flickering flame on the surface of a circuit board.
 
Smarting from his burns, Victor threw Trixie bodily across the room. The back of her head struck the edge of the wooden coffee table with a plastic crunch before she flopped down underneath it.
 
“I’msuchanairheadI’msuchanairhead…” she repeated
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Story of the week:
The Halloween Story

View past Author's of the Month

For about five minutes Megan and I kissed and made out in passionately against the wall. Then she lead me back and into Sarah’s spare bedroom. Our clothes were off in seconds. I was too tired and a little hung over to rationalize what I was doing and with whom, but who cares. It was wild and it was great! Megan was a vixen who never tired and she knew all the right buttons to push. She had a perfect body and teased me and pleased me with it for over an hour until I toppled over exhuasted. We lay side by side flat on our backs on the bed. “”Holy geez Meg! Are you done with me?” I asked slightly out of breath. She turned her head and reached over and caressed my face. “Still think I’m an android? I am perfect. I cannot tire.” She replied. “Yeah, you’ve said that a lot tonight. I think you’re broken or have a virus or something.” I told her as I leaned over on to my side. She looked confused for a moment. “A virus?! If I was an android I would. . . would . . run a diagnostic and virus scan on my systems. This may take a few minutes which would allow you to relax.” She said. Her head did a light twitch then she lay there motionless. “Megan?” I called to her. Nothing. She finally snapped. I rolled over and hopped off the bed, grabbed my pants and headed back out into the living room. I looked at the clock on the wall as I entered. 3:25. Crap, is it late or just damn early now? I thought to myself. I spied what I was looking for on the floor. The little black device that would hopefully turn Sarah back on. One question that I just hadn’t answered, and yet nagged at me since the whole scenario began was why the glowing pendant? I had seen Sarah out plenty of time before and that wasn’t a permanent fixture with her.


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