Chapters tagged sadi freeman

A Car, a Robot and a Blacktop Cock by MoteDog

Chapter 12

The SADI self-driving car program rattled around inside the Bebe bot, the equivalent to being bored. "She" and whatever actual car she was installed in were meant to be one. Instead, she was now separated from the (ugh) lowrider Impala, stuck in a metal body for which she was not...

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What a Robot Has Between Her Legs by MoteDog

Chapter 13

Rocket flames shot from robot teen's her boot-like lower legs, pushing her away from the hard asphalt in time. Two more shot from her twin ponytails, and SADI, she and what she was holding took to flying. "Go to the car!" SADI told her, wanting to get into something familiar. "R...

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Ink and Robot, Virgins No More by MoteDog

Chapter 14

Her hands on the tops of the 1958 Impala's seat backs, Jenny watched as she had her hose rise over and down to the (hu)man(?) laying on the other side. Ever since he had been pulled down into that frighteningly huge pussy, Francis had been coming in and out of consciousness. Had...

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Ink and Robot Rock Around the Clock by MoteDog

Chapter 15

Francis became fully awake, fully alert!! And trying to sit up! He was almost on eye-level with the teenage robot. "You're awake!" Jenny smiled. The white-inky man nodded, but said, "You have a strong pussy! It's squashed my, uh, maybe not my prick, more like - Oo: Living Jizz!...

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Hyper Super Mega Slam! Bam! Thank You Ma'am! by MoteDog

Chapter 16

XJ-9's tight cunt-hose continued to suck in the inkman's white jizz-dick, feeling his semi-viscous thing fill its entire diameter and flow within its accordion plaits of tight to reach all the way up and flood her "womb". Since a spark was created, SADI tried to compare what was...

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Lust Beyond Disney! by MoteDog

Chapter 18

Francis, just coming back to consciousness one more time, thought he must still be hallucinating. One of the two backs of the one bench front seat of the 1958 Impala had become a lens-like distortion in the shape of a woman, her skin the same red-silver-and-black as the upholster...

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ClearWoman - Car and Driver As One by MoteDog

Chapter 19

Francis Lurman had kissed no woman besides his mother and sisters before this one. And those CERTAINLY hadn't Frenched! ( with THEM: Never!) But he did know of the several ways kisses were supposed to be done, and one of them was to keep the eyes closed. But he couldn't. It...

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