Sitting straight upright next to you is Emily, staring ahead fixedly. You move a hand to her shoulder, but halt as her body shudders. Glowing blue lines flow across her skin like circuitry. She stands up and stretches her arms like a puppet. Skin-tight metal plating materializes on the outside of her arms and legs. Ripping her clothes apart in the process.
Circuitry and wiring snake themselves from beneath the plates, digging into her skin. Attaching themselves to her and each other. Replacing her body part by part, changing her into a complete machine.
She drops her arms, and the changes seem to be finished. You gawk up and down her hourglass figure, resting your eyes on her hips. For a machine, she was positively sexy, her skin smooth like silicon.
Her body shuddered again, and she springs back to life. Facing you she says...
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.25 seconds at 8:07am on Jan 06, 2025 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author