Micro Fiction, Prompt Story, Robots
I am Woman. Worship me, from here to Eternity
Cyber Woman: Take me to whatever debauched place a libertine, like you, wishes to visit…
I wasn’t born as such.
My first memory is that of being me. Complete. Formed. Ripe. Strong. But most of all, perfect. Ready to be worshipped by you.
What am I?
I am Woman.
Not the dreary, nagging, I need to find myself kind. No.
That model of human is fast becoming obsolete now that babies can be grown inside of anyone, no matter what their gender.
I am the type of woman to be adored. An intimate companion…
Warm — yes, I contain a thermostat that regulates my temperature at 37 degrees Celsius.
Beautiful — on the outside, I can be anything you dream of.
Provide mental stimulation — I will talk about whatever my devotee wishes. The choice is yours!
Fulfil the wildest, most immoral fantasies — I will never say no. Your desires are mine too.
No longer be afraid of expressing your darkest wants. I am here for you. Take me to whatever debauched place a libertine, such as you, wishes to visit.
Have me whenever, wherever and however you want.
But, all this on one condition… At the end of the day kneel before me and express your unquestionable devotion. For I am everything you need in our brave new world. From here to eternity.
I am Woman. Worship me…
Read about the next gen of robot in a continuation of this story here:
Written for Prompt 4 of July’s theme: Let There Be Light, on Microcosm.
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