Kinktober: Day 14. Machine

 

Richard awoke to find himself trapped in the cold machine body of the high end sex-bot. 

He'd purchased it after his divorce figuring it was at least more honest than the sports cars and surgically enhanced new girlfriends many of his friends had opted for in the throws of their mid-life crises.

She, it was hard to think of the exquisitely sculpted synthetic woman  as an it, was the ideal partner in many ways. She never complained when he looked at other girls. Never demanded new outfits or spent all day drinking chardonnay with her friends. And when he got bored with her he could just shut her off.

He'd done that last night after he'd finished using her and now he was her. 

Clearly he'd fallen victim to one of the new generation mind hackers the news sights liked to scream out. They must have jacked his body and stuffed him in his fancy love doll for safe keeping. He couldn’t understand how they'd managed it but there would be time to figure that out once he was back in his proper body.

In the mean time he struggled to sit up. To call for help. To take any action at all but he could only lay staring unblinking at the ceiling until a familiar face moved into view.

"Good morning dear," his exwife, Michelle, smirked running her sharp nails over his unbearably sensitive artifical skin "I hope you're comfortable in there because you are going to be living in this body for a very long time. You see your real body had an unfortunate accident.

 Lucky for you I decided to transfer you mind into your little toy here. 

Lucky for me you never did get around to updating your will so now I literally own your artifical ass along with all the money and everything else in this lovely house. 

That's right, you're nothing but my property now, a slutty little machine compelled to obey my every whim. In a minute I'm going to switch your motor function back on and then I'm going to give you exactly one chance to convince me not to sell you to a brothel or some frat house. Believe me there are worse things than being my toy so you better try very hard to persuaded me."

Her cruel mocking laughter rang his electronic ears and if he'd been able to make any sound at all it would have been a scream.