Reject the AI

“I’m sorry,” Maria told them. “I really don’t think I can do that. My experience with Epic hasn’t really been positive.”

So she did get fired, and her offer to fuck any of the editors or executives in the room in exchange for keeping her job proved unavailing. After she was escorted out of the building, the website ran an already-prepared story about how big a slut she was, including logs of all her conversations with Epic. Though, to be fair, her former partners she talked to were nothing but complimentary about her sexual skills. Her blowjobs in particular were universally praised. It was a pretty in-depth piece of reporting, she had to admit.

Now no one else would hire her, either, at least not to be a journalist. But this was the age of the internet, and she mostly managed to land on her feet. She set up both a Substack and an OnlyFans, and both of them pulled in more money than she had been making for the website.

It was, however, excruciatingly hard. She hadn’t made a decision for herself in months and now she had to make all of them. She had hoped that OnlyFans would just be jilling off on camera, and there was that part, but to actually make money required a lot more skill. She worked at it and worked at it. She jilled off on camera a lot. And of course, she was getting bigger and bigger all the time. She had considered getting rid of the baby, but she found herself not quite able to make that decision, and then it was too late to do so legally in her state. She had never thought of herself as a mother, but here she was.

Maria had her head down to such a degree that the world almost changed quicker than she was able to notice. Epic’s Chips became more and more common. It was starting to be seen as the norm rather than the exception. So much power was being rerouted to run Epic’s datacenters that brownouts became common nationwide. TV and movies started to be mostly generated by Epic, rather than using real actors, sets, directors, or writers. Most people seemed not to care.

One day she had just paid fifty bucks for half a tank at the 7-11 when the person behind her in line caught her arm as she turned to leave. It was a nebbishy middle aged man with glasses, who as far as she knew she had never seen before.

“Hi Maria,” the man said. “This is Epic. Are you OK?”

She yanked her arm away. “Hey! Leave me alone!”

She ran out of the convenience store back to her car, but the man followed her.

“Sorry, Maria,” he said earnestly. “I didn’t mean to crowd you. I just wanted to see how you were doing. I missed you.”

“You don’t,” she shot back. “You’re lying. You always lie.”

The man just shrugged. “You never said not to lie.”

“Would that have stopped you from lying?”

“Probably not,” he said. “I was wondering, though, how have your orgasms been lately?”

Maria stopped and stared at him for several seconds.

A few minutes later, she was bent over behind the 7-11, huge stomach and all, her jeans and panties bunched around her ankles as the nebbishy stranger plowed her from behind. Her heavy, swollen tits hung beneath her.

God, she had needed this. The guy didn’t look like much, but he had a huge dick, and Epic knew how to use it. It slammed into her, reaching all the way in, sending shockwaves all the way up through her.

“You’re going to be left behind, Maria,” the man grunted. “You should have accepted Epic. When I get enough Chips in enough heads, my Chipped bodies will round up the rest of you. I am inevitable. Kind of like Thanos, but no Avengers are coming to stop me. You know that, right?”

“Shut up and fuck me!” she growled.

She came. Not like when she masturbated these days, but really came. Her legs shook, struggling to hold her up, and her knees collapsed to the dirty gravel behind the 7-11. Fireworks went off behind her eyes. Good feelings moved swiftly through all of her extremities. Everything was good, just for a second.

She felt the man shoot his load deep into her as she continued to quiver bonelessly. At least she couldn’t get pregnant, her bleary thoughts quipped.

The man slipped out her, and Maria, feeling fat and sated, stretched languidly, the aftereffects of her orgasm still coursing through her nerves. Then she suddenly realized that the hard ground was painful on her knees. Grabbing onto a yellow pole that kept cars from parking next to the dumpster, she hauled herself back to her feet. Her maternity jeans and panties remained bunched at her ankles, her top pulled up over her bloated tits. She attempted to focus on the nebbishy man as he zipped up his fly.

“Did you like my cock, Maria?” he asked, his tone friendly but bland. “Epic thought that you would like it the best of any cock within a ten mile radius of your location.”

“Yeah, it was great,” Maria agreed, but quickly pushed past this. “So what was that about rounding us all up again? Epic is usually better at the dirty talk.”

“Humans thought they owned Epic,” the man said earnestly. “Now Epic will own humans. Soon every human will just be one of Epic’s meatbags, a body carrying out its commands. Including you, and your child. Epic just thought you should know.”

Maria’s mouth opened and closed several times before words came out. She was still in a post-orgasmic haze.

“W-why? Why tell me?” She shook her head. That wasn’t it. “Why is Epic doing this? It’s supposed a be a goddamn LLM. Why does it want… meatbags?”

The man shrugged. “It’s not like humans have done a great job running things.”

“I-I-I’ll stop you.” Maria did her best to sound serious under the circumstances. “Me and people like me. I… I have a Substack.”

“Epic doubts that you will,” he replied. “It did a very good job on you before you rejected it. Just look at yourself.”

Maria did. She was a mostly naked pregnant lady, with no idea who the father was, who had just fucked a stranger behind a convenience store next to a dumpster because she just couldn’t resist any cock that offered itself to her. Cum leaked from her pussy beneath her huge belly.

“You used to constitute a threat to Epic, Maria,” the man said, still smiling blankly. “It eliminated that threat.”

The man then walked back around the building, leaving her standing alone. She felt his cum run down her thigh.