Liar's Gambit/05 a(1)
Sure!, you don't mind having a bit of 'Fun' before going home. So lead the way, Boy~
"Heheheh! A frisky one, ain't ya? We aren't complaining that's for sure, so come on and follow us right this way, Turkey-butt~" The male Jolteon teased, as the lady one goes around behind you and starts pushing you along.
Once you reach the door to their 'hideout', they practically both pull and push you inside simultaneously, chuckling and snickering the whole way until the door shuts closed...
They drag you past their other pals and up the stairs in a jiffy, and in no time after, are you on your knees and jerking off both the dude-bots sausages. Giving their tips a few licks and sucks equally, while their lady freind looked on from the sidelines, and enjoying the view all the same~.
And so on, for quite a time, they had their way with your body. Each one getting their turn with ya. Face fucked?, oh please, slam it deeper!.
Both your holes stuffed? Keep pounding them till they break!
Give a girl some oral? Give you that delicious puss so you can eat that hoe empty!
You could think of nothing else then to please these three to the best and beyond of what you can give, while simultaneously getting used like the cheep dirty whore you were created to be!~.
To say the least, by the time you would be leaving this hideout, you might be missing a few memory files... and also have a completely brain-blasted A.I~
"Heheheee... This oughta give you a bit more 'liveliness', Birdie~" You hear the other Jolteon say behind you, while you were vigorously bouncing on their male counterparts' rods. And then you feel it, a USB getting inserted into your back port...
It only takes two seconds before your systems, your senses, your very code, gets bombarded by a myriad of 'colorful' malware and sexual data. You were now 'Feeling' what the Jolteon beneath you felt!, You could now see the fifth dimension! Your moans and words of pleasure shifted between French, German, Japanese, and Italian, yet it still sounded like English!.
You even see a unicorn! A Dragon! Cotton candy sheep!
In organic terms, you were currently riding that sweet-sweet high of 'Crack cocaine'.
But you didn't care about that!. You felt like you were on top of the world!
You could do anything!
You can say everything you wanted!
You could-....
......
...........
............... Huh?
You blink a few times, your CPU catching up with what just happened... Checking your memory log, you see that you are missing about a good hour or so of memory... The fuck happened?
That question, however, is immediately answered, once you finally notice the state of the room....
What in Robo-Jesuses name HAPPENED?!
You see, scattered about, the broken and shatered remains of the three Eevee-bots...
Some limbs missing... Oil splattered about the place... You even see a cracked CPU case on one of them...
You get the sense you gotta get outta here... And you don't waste a second longer.
Springing to your feet, you find your dress and throw it on, before dashing down the stairs...
Oh, dear lord...
Just like above, you find the other 'gang' members utterly trashed...
You... You couldn't have done this, right?... No, don't be stupid, you are not equipped, nor *'manufactured'* to be able to do THIS kinda stuff. You can break the wrist of a normal human, but that's about it!
This place is just one big danger flag... So, you do the most logical action...
Bashing through the door, you run for the hills back to the shop!
You've still got soo many dicks to suck out there, for you to die here!...
