FYOP/Scenario Chamber/The Witch and the Warrior/0133
With both hands on her round backside to draw her to you, you slip your tongue into her folds and quickly set upon her artificial clitoris. Her gloved hands dig into your hair and make halfhearted attempts trying to push you back, away from her now smoking sex, and then something in her gives and she’s barely able to stand, leaning against you for support as she squeals with release. Hot liquid pours from her frame on to you, her artificial skin “melting” as you continue your cunnilingus, your fingers slipping through the liquefying material coating her rump to grasp the still-pliable grey endolayer beneath.
Her squealing voice catches on a static-riddled high note, and with a mechanical shudder she crumbles before you. Her body, once human save for her jade complexion, is now a patchwork of grey paneling and swells of cushioned material around her curves. She looks up at you with yellow eyes set in a mechanical yet feminine face, her expression of delirious bliss. As tiny tremors wrack her smoking body, she seems to notice her current state and her expression becomes contrite while she offers a warbling, “S-silicon D-d-dynamics would like to apolo-g-gize for this unintended malfunctionnn…”
As her head ratchets to one side, she notices the undiminished state of your loins and adds, “I-I am still fully fun-fun-functional…”