RE: Multi rps, one thread, the Hot Box (with DonVoltonus)
QotN:
She moans softly as her mother sucks her cock, a hand resting atop her head.
MLMS:
As he works, as he watches this rightfully dead woman be kept alive by only machines he wondered as he had done before, why not just do it himself? Why not just create for himself a robotic body? His own organic one was small, weak, and even though he had a mind that could best the greatest in history he was still at first glance thought a child, all that could be rectified if he shed his flesh and became iron and steel... but every time he thought that he soon remembered why not, it was the curse of weak fools to hate their existence to such a point they change it. Physically he was weak, but in will...could a weak will create a machine to kill so freely? To work to breed monsters that dinned on flesh and bone? To play the hand of God and bring the dead back to the living? No, he would stand as master of this world as the man he is, not some mechanical forgery of self hatred.
PaS:
Were there even any males left? Surely anyone could smell the blood and death in the air and just turned around and run.