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'''[[Flashfiction: Time for an Upgrade]]'''
'''[[Amandabot POV]]'''


<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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The query is unexpected. I have to stop clearing space for orgasm in order to make enough space to remember, all the while, thrusting myself ever downward on their ramrod shaft, now thrice a second. I review in my mind's eye: a six foot tall cardboard box arrived earlier today, delivered by a pretty brunette in a brown uniform with a very tight top and short-shorts emblazoned with the logo for Risque Roboutique. After digitally signing for delivery, I navigated the box with the delivery girl over our stoop and into our second guest room. Together we cleared off the protective packaging down to a tightly plastic wrapped auburn haired woman in a tight-fitting lingerie set. I registered that Risque Roboutique also had the same good taste in underwear that Honey had; I had a two-year old set just like the one the nameless auburn haired woman was wearing. Maybe I could bring this up to Honey later and they'd buy me a new one or four.
The austere grey stone of the mall slowly rose up into my vision, and I could see a number of cars driving by. At least one was full of what appeared to be a group of young men, four or so, who slowed down their vehicle next to me and shouted some compliments! Unfortunately, I couldn't pay them any attention and they disapproved of my very unsexy behavior. I'm sorry! My boyfriend's commands come first; so I must be a bitch to you all and ignore you. There's only one thing I'd want more than being railed by all four of you in the nearest private space, and that's my boyfriend's ... um ... my boyfriend's ... um ... my boyfriend's ... um ...


My neck joints unlock, and my face releases its look of concentration: squinting off into the distance, not really seeing what was in front of me as I searched for answers to my Honey's questions. Task complete, I return to visibly mewling for Honey's enjoyment; I was especially proud that I continued making oversexualized vocalizations without moving my face. Honey went absolutely wild for that, reflected by the fact that 40% more force was being rammed into me. "Yes Honey! She's - Uh - in the second guest room! Ah! I love how -"
I stopped moving for three seconds, freezing mid-step. I couldn't remember how big my boyfriend's perfectly enormous cock was. If I focused really hard I could maybe ... um ... maybe ... um ... Oh! That's right! It was POSITIVE-INFINITY inches in size! It filled me up so much! I just had to rub my thighs together at that, and I could feel myself getting wet and horny ... just the thought of -


Honey pulled my head as far back as my back would allow, a sudden squealing echoing from my body. Luckily I was very flexible, and I made sure to have a deep look of pleasure as they interrupted my report. "Open your lower abdominal maintenance hatch." My hips writhed, and I could feel myself sliding along their shaft as my thighs worked to give them sensation everywhere. I shook my head, "Unfortunately I cannot. Opening any maintenance hatch during -"
My head jerked up! I had forgotten! It was 7:10 PM, and now my arrival time was 7:22PM! Only 8 minutes before closing! I had to complete the next step immediately! I began lightly jogging in my pumps, my breasts bouncing wildly. I'm sure that I drew tens if not more than a hundred eyes staring, wondering if I was going to hit myself in the face with them, but there was no time for that! I needed to get to the store and read the next envelope! Hopefully it was just to get something sexy for me to wear back at home for him; there was a new sheer nightie I'd found out about only 45 seconds ago from an ad that I was sure he'd just love to see me in. At about 7:19 PM my cute little blue hat fell off. Going back for it risked a minimum estimated 33% chance of task failure; I'd have to come back for it later and hope it was still here (1% chance). Today was a little too windy. Or was it the cars?
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The austere grey stone of the mall slowly rose up into my vision, and I could see a number of cars driving by. At least one was full of what appeared to be a group of young men, four or so, who slowed down their vehicle next to me and shouted some compliments! Unfortunately, I couldn't pay them any attention and they disapproved of my very unsexy behavior. I'm sorry! My boyfriend's commands come first; so I must be a bitch to you all and ignore you. There's only one thing I'd want more than being railed by all four of you in the nearest private space, and that's my boyfriend's ... um ... my boyfriend's ... um ... my boyfriend's ... um ...

I stopped moving for three seconds, freezing mid-step. I couldn't remember how big my boyfriend's perfectly enormous cock was. If I focused really hard I could maybe ... um ... maybe ... um ... Oh! That's right! It was POSITIVE-INFINITY inches in size! It filled me up so much! I just had to rub my thighs together at that, and I could feel myself getting wet and horny ... just the thought of -

My head jerked up! I had forgotten! It was 7:10 PM, and now my arrival time was 7:22PM! Only 8 minutes before closing! I had to complete the next step immediately! I began lightly jogging in my pumps, my breasts bouncing wildly. I'm sure that I drew tens if not more than a hundred eyes staring, wondering if I was going to hit myself in the face with them, but there was no time for that! I needed to get to the store and read the next envelope! Hopefully it was just to get something sexy for me to wear back at home for him; there was a new sheer nightie I'd found out about only 45 seconds ago from an ad that I was sure he'd just love to see me in. At about 7:19 PM my cute little blue hat fell off. Going back for it risked a minimum estimated 33% chance of task failure; I'd have to come back for it later and hope it was still here (1% chance). Today was a little too windy. Or was it the cars?


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