There was once a Keeter Quite the Feeler In drones was quite a Believer Booru: https://dronebooru.co Wheel of so many OCs: https://wheelofnames.com/z8q-2mf Wheel of changing modifiers: https://wheelofnames.com/4h8-fyf The wiki inside the really awesome Booru: https://dronebooru.co/wiki_pages/original_character The actual separate Wiki: wiki.dron Previous thread: >>361123
>>362031 Scape & Run: Parasites. >Starts with a meteor landing on the planet as of the latest updates, which brings a hive that rapidly mutates the land and anything unfortunate enough to get near it >As it spreads, new creatures made of assimilated flesh start to roam the planet, infecting and corrupting things they can find, mutating them into abominations before gathering enough mass to form entirely new creatures designed only to kill and assimilate >Every animal you look at could suddenly burst into tendrils and start rushing you with the intent to slaughter you and add you to the hive, random pigs are now credible threats >The mod is designed to be unfair, once the infection reaches critical mass it's no longer feasible to fight back, the most you can do is damage control to try and save what little you can >Once it's that bad, the land itself mutates into an unrecognizable hellscape that weakens you just by being in it Now it's also complete bullshit as far as mods go, the mobs it adds are so overpowered that they can ignore cheat items and take several hits to kill from infinity-damage weapons. But I guess that's fitting, too, if even nukes only stem the tide.
>>362038 Hold on, why does it feel like every time an anon talks about something, I end up thinking: >"Wait... haven't I already done or thought about that before?"
>>362033 >"MOOOOOOOOOOOOM! TOSA'S SMOKING IN THE HOUSE AGAIIIN!" >"Webley, what have we talked about?" >"'Don't be a snitch, say that shit to their face'..." >"That's my girl. Now go talk to your brother." >"Friggin'... >"And tell your sisters to stop streaming, dinner's almost ready!"
>>362057 I dunno, I'm a 40kfag, but... princess Y..... IMAGINE >Y forced to wear frilly dresses instead of her uniform >No combat or leading armies she's sitting in the palace having to take part in courtly intrigue >At least she has servants that cook and clean for her >Hopefully prince Anon doesn't get killed in battle with the nordling barbarians >Y misses him (and his blood, she's not going to drink peasant blood like a certain mosquito drone with a titanium rod up her rear port)
>>362060 > frilly dresses sorry bud, your wYfe is going in FULL PLATE MAIL and will be riding into battle on a WINGED SENTINEL (raptor, we ain't got bird-horses)
It's Pride Month, anon. Go forth and create the gayest, most outrageously controversial FOTM OC imaginable. One so absurdly powerful that it makes Pavo look like a complete newbie and Schizo lose their minds by it's mere presence.
>>362061 I don't think there is a steed that will be able to fly with Y's considerable heft burdening it. Also I don't think the armor smiths will manage to make plate mail for her
Oh my God, I'll have nightmares about writing my degree. That was such a fucking nightmare. When did I promise I'd save the missing parts? Oh my God, it should have been over a month already.
>>362107 >>362108 >>362109 Thank you friend, oh man... the m dashes.... It was a dark time when I was too lazy to spell check stuff myself, glad I stopped using the lobotomized labor bot for that
>>361863 Oh for fuck’s sake, Nuzi was exactly like one of those obnoxious Wattpad fanfics where some delusional shipper takes their precious little OTP and tries to crowbar it into the actual canon story like a goddamn wrecking ball, without even bothering to make it fit properly.
Lay your core with mine Let our souls take flight And take a land where Anons clang drones, down by the river Anons clang drones, down by the river Hanging [Null] in fog Mists will lead where we belong Let us join as Anons clang drones, down by the river Anons clang drones, down by the river Yellow symbols Swirl and dance Just leap the stars to take a chance To be there tonight Take my hand and hold it tight We're goin' where, Anons clang drones, down by the river Anons clang drones, down by the river Where Anons clang drones, down by the river Don't wake me up, just leave me there dreaming
>>362120 He autistically ships himself with a monster who could and would kill him instantly for very mildly irritating her. He truly understands the core essence of Liam's work.
>You're hanging out at the base's bar with Pavo, your sharp-dressed and incredibly gay sentinel buddy >He's drinking premium sentinel-spec oil out of a fancy crystal glass >"Dominic in xenobiology tells me they've found an edible fruit out in the jungle," he tells you, "and Natalya's already trying to see if she can make alcohol out of it." >No shit? It'd be nice to try something unique, as long as it doesn't turn out to be pure poison when fermented >You glance over at the other side of the bar, where two workers are talking >One of them, with auburn hair tied into a long ponytail and a pair of glasses on her face, catches your eye >You've seen her around here and there and she seems quite nice, and cute obviously, and yet you've never made a move >Pavo seems to spot this, giving you a smirk >"Someone catch your eye?" he says >You admit to him that yes, that drone does a lot of work in your department, but you've never found a good opening to chat to her >"Really? If only there was something that could be done about that..." >Pavo leans a bit back in his seat, smiling at you, going quiet for a bit as the two chatter away >Then his smile widens a bit more as he leans forward and grabs your shoulder >"Today's your lucky day. She's talking about how hard it is to get a good cocktoil here." >Right, sentinel drone hearing is crazy strong, isn't it? >You look over at the worker serving the bar, as he always has >"I don't want to insult the little guy," Pavo says as he follows your gaze, "but he's clearly reading out of a book and following instructions to the letter. He's got none of the art... you know what?" >Pavo stands up, stretching, and walks behind the bar, leaning down to the worker, whose eyes hollow as he realizes there's a sentinel drone directly addressing him >"Mind if I commandeer the bar for a moment, little guy?" >"N- y- I- of course, sir, thank you for-" >"No, thank you," Pavo says, patting him on the head as he takes position >He looks back at the drone you've got your eyes on, his visor buffering for a second, before he nods and gets to work mixing up a storm of strange synthetic compounds that are presumably poisonous to a human >Pouring the finished mixture into a glass and garnishing it with a battery, he slides it over to the worker, gesturing toward you with a thumb >"The man over there got you this drink," he says loudly >She looks your way, smiles and waves, and tries her drink, her eyes shining even brighter as she does >Saying something to her friend, she walks down your way and takes a seat next to you >"Hey, you know how to brighten a worker girl's day. What's your name?" >Hot damn, you're in, you just had to not fuck this up from here on out! >As you start to make small talk with the drone, you shoot an appreciative glance at Pavo, who's currently dragged the nervous bartender drone into a crash course on mixology >He winks at you, his display flashing "no problem 👍" afterward, before he gets back to it >What a great guy, that Pavo >And to think people around the base are spreading rumors that he's a psychotic torturer!
>>362171 >We want more drones. >Have a plethora of disassemblers, sentinel drones, and various worker drones to choose from. Anon, while I would agree with you, you are not lacking for options.
As a token of gratitude, Anon should bequeath a human child along with the worker drone. Pavo will be pleased to know that humanity has gained another glorious representative.
>>362194 > Anon threateningly approaches Mylo > "I'M GONNA CLEAN YOUR CLOCK!", he growls > Mylo's been through this song and dance before > He'd honestly rather just get beat up at this point
>>362151 I don't remember seeing greens with this guy. Anon, you should write something, the combination of drawfag and writefag produces amazing things.
>>362201 You're incorrectly trying to make their hands perfect rectangles. Try making them more like weird curvy masses-... Okay, sorry. I don't wanna be a janny on how you draw stuff, lul.
>>362206 I haven't written anything in a while. Curse you, worms. >>362207 Isn't that closer to drawing from a model's hands? Some drawfags art hands look like rectangles anyway.
>>362211 I'll be doing a mandatory internship after that to be allowed to start working on getting my diploma, a lot of bullshit awaits me but at least I already found a place to do the internship
>>362214 >Pavo is a pretty cool dude when he's not feeding a DD her own entrails. If they didn't like it, they would have stopped appearing on the battlefield!
>>362220 Same way she's done it before. She's a bundle of data now besides being a spooky ghost, remember, she made a replica of her own room inside Haruka's mind/processor, so it stands to reason that she could alter her own data to give herself new clothes.
I need some opinions, please awnser with any necessary honesty What content do you really prefer, and why? >Human x Drone (Both HMoFD, HFoMA and the gay equivalent) Do you enjoy it for the self insert purposes or for simple "What if"? >Drone x Drone Similar questions as above. But adding the fact that there is probably more to explore and using the drones as sort of "dolls".
Had this question roaming my head for a proper discussion.
The government has enacted the mandatory goonbait act All single human men are to be eye candy for sentinel drones Noncompliance will result in imprisonment in Warden Strychnines corrective prison
>Be jane >Ever since you been on copper 9, you have one of many cases of near death experiences >Especially with how the worker drones treat their very own lives at times. So many safety violations are waiting to happen >So death is always on top of your "things I got to avoid in order to live" list...thats until you meet John >John, really didnt avoid death like any sane person...well to be more accurate mostly embracing death when no drone is around or willing to accept death to those who knows about his secret of him being actually human >Even though its not really hard to trick these drones into thinking your not humans but you digress >Everytime you were able to witness one of Johns "deaths"...it leaves you worried. Since how someone could be so comfortable of dying? >Doesn't bother them to die over and over? Doesn't it mess with their memories? >So. You ask John >"How can you be so comfortable of dying?" >His response? >"Because like any fantasy story, the hero must slay the big bad monster. No matter how long it takes. So I'm simply waiting for "The Hero" to come. And then and only then when I can truly die?" >That didn't really answer your question so you took a more blunt approach >"John. Just give me a straight answer. Like doesnt dying mess with your memories? Or affect how you are mentally?" >"..." >"My mind have long since been gone before everything became nothing. And the way I lived and think, was mostly just death. So when I first died...I was briefly scared" >"Not because I was dying, no. But instead I was scared that nobody will remember my name or at least witness me when I died before I go" >"...." >"But the more I lived on and think more on my thoughts the more I became accepting that this is life. Things will come and things will go. So why fear what is essentially part of life?" >"So by the time I experience my second death, I was more accepting. Soon came the third,fourth, and so on and so forth. But with each death I've also learned something too" >"That with each death I simply become more and more of a monster. What was once skull within my head is just nothing but wriggling mass of flesh. Teeth once normal are now jagged and angular. Body once whole is nothing but a high of tendrils of meat and muscle stretch across end to end with no limitless end." >"But yet" >"I still look human. But yet nearly every emotion I have is burnt out. And this small piece of me still wish to live. Too feel. But yet another part of me just simply want to break out this pointless shell and just finally show its true self but yet chooses not to" >"Ironic, isnt it? That what life feels: irony." >"So in other words its a yes and no situation. While yes it does affect me how I view things, it doesnt change the fact of WHAT I am or WHO I am. I just simply drifting out in sea just waiting for the tide to simply settle down" >...You had nothing to say >You can only give a blank expression as John stares back at you >For he left you with a burning question in your own mind >"Am I a monster like you John?" I dont know? How many bodies do you have in your closet?
>>362281 Then again I guess that depends on how much weight you put into Janes actions "dooming" humanity when it would have happened regardless eventually. Jane 100% killed dozens of humans, though, including people she actually knew
>>362281 That is accounted for being genocidal planetary monster status. Or in other words war mongering god status. To hit normal eldrich god status you gotta use said bodies, add eternal damnation plus repurposing to do reach that status like cyn
Sex. With drones? I mean that's not really possible. Sure you can fuck 'em, but since they're just objects it's more like masturbation with a fleshlight that wants to cuddle afterwards.
>Challenging Tosa's bratty teasing & hamfisted flirting by offering to give him his first handjob (Tosa thinks you're bluffing and nervously swears up and down that he's not a virgin) >Proving how serious you are by nonchalantly disrobing yourself from the waist up, baring & shaking your soft human boobies to a stunned silent Tosa (Tosa eventually spits out an overly eager agreement to your offer as a growing bulge struggles against his shorts) >Making fun of Tosa for absolutely being a clueless virgin when he proceeds to take off all his clothes for the handjob (Tosa still insists that he's NOT a virgin even as he struggles to look at your naked titties without blushing) >Reacting with genuine, albeit deliberately downplayed, surprise upon seeing Tosa's exotic and fully erect equipment (Tosa looks and acts like he's quite proud of himself, completely oblivious to how truly in over his head he is) >Crackling Tosa's confidence almost immediately after you make contact with his intimidating cock, playfully running your fingers across each ridge and through every groove in a teasingly delicate dance (Tosa tries but can't keep himself from moaning as the touching continues) >Ogle at just how much precum is already dribbling out of Tosa's twitching prick as your hand begins to gently rub up & down along his length (Tosa is now obviously avoiding eye-contact as he tries desperately not to bust so quickly) >'Praising' Tosa by condescendingly admitting he's doing pretty good for a virgin before kicking things up a notch, gripping hold of his Eldritch dick and pumping it with firm strokes (Tosa only makes it less than a minute before he's shooting thick ropes of cum all over your face and breasts) >Taking back all the 'praise' in order to make fun of an embarrassed Tosa for his predictably amateur performance (Tosa is fortunately still quite hard, meaning that the "taming" may continue) >Cleaning and/or slurping up all the stray strands of tasty Solver semen whilst Tosa barely recovers, including what's still running down his still-twitching prick, swiftly going from licking his ribbed shaft to making out with his pointed head (Tosa tries to do his best attempt at bratty dirty talk but he's stumbling over every other word) >Sucking Tosa off with increasingly bold headbobs, savoring every inch of his hot and uniquely musky Solsap flesh as your greedy hands seek new targets (Tosa doesn't know you've started fondling his quaint balls and wrangling his whipping tail until it's too late) >Feeling Tosa's entire body tensing up moments before he cums again, blasting a steady stream of soon to be swallowed Solver semen into the back of your mouth (Tosa struggles to stand as his voice audibly cracks amidst his euphoric whining) >Pushing the tired yet somehow still erect Tosa onto his back, tantalizingly disrobing the rest of your clothes before straddling atop his helpless form, sandwiching the wet penis back against his belly whilst deliberately grinding against his purple bulbed shaft (Tosa looks so much sexier now with his body and wings splayed out beneath you) >Teasing Tosa until the last vestiges of his faux bravado melts away, leaving him as little more than a flustered mess that's now completely and utterly at your mercy (Tosa begging your name after minimal encouragement is something you make sure to never let him live down) >Lubing up Tosa's restless boner with some Auntie Cyn™ Solver Sexo Gel, generously slicking it up as a last precaution before at last mounting yourself upon him (Tosa is now officially no longer a virgin anymore) >Testing yourself against the alien geometry of Tosa's Eldritch dick, sliding up and down upon it in shallow thrusts that steadily grow deeper with every passing attempt (Tosa needily squirms under your relentless advances, forcing you to pin your arms down against his firm chest just to keep him still) >Riding the top half of Tosa's length like a hot pogo stick, only slowing down as you stretch down on it deeper and harder until coming to a climactic halt that see's most of his anatomy snugly fit inside (Tosa frantically grips against your sides, thighs, and ass with his hands & tail in a doomed resistance against an impending orgasm) >Pressing onward & downward with a series of the deepest thrusts you can muster, powering through Tosa's throbbing cock filling you up with his Solver semen and only stopping once you've hit a hard fought climax (Tosa finally starts to go flaccid, yet even so you don't plan on letting him survive his taming so easily)
>Flipping around into a Sixty-Nine position in order to administer some post-sex fellatio in hopes of getting Tosa hard again (Tosa is now so overexerted that his genital shapeshifting has begun to fail, splitting his formidable monstercock into three smaller ribbed tentadicks) >Laughing at the slithering tendrils independently whipping and wiggling against Tosa's waist, capping it off by tauntingly gushing about how cute his new Eldritch genitals look (Tosa tries and fails to play it off as him still needing to get it/them all the way erect) >Toying with Tosa's tentadicks between your fingers, taking note that do in fact continue 'erecting' until each segment is roughly the same length, and albeit just a quarter the girth, of the previous one (Tosa warns that they are all fully functional, super flexible & are somewhat difficult to "control") >Singling out one of the tendrils, wrestling with it in your hand like a wiggling worm as you lick and kiss Tosa's tender Solver flesh into submission (Tosa is kept preoccupied with a mouthful of coochie cleanup duty after being scolded for not taking the obvious initiative) >Letting one of Tosa's curious prehensile penises slither along the inside of your mouth, allowing for only brief moments to freely undulate about before effortlessly wrestling against it with your tongue (Tosa has his own thick tongue several inches deep thrashing inside of you) >Allowing all three of Tosa's tentadicks into your quickly crowded mouth, requiring nothing less than maximum effort towards sucking them off lest they overpowering you (Tosa, despite his face being smothered by human pussy, is once again audibly whining that he's close) >Switching up the pace by wrangling all three of Tosa's spit-soaked tentadicks into a single tight handjob, squeezing and pumping evenly against the bundled shafts whilst the tips curl around themselves (Tosa required some directions and guidance but he's finally got himself working against the clit) >Experimenting with Tosa's freaky anatomy, sucking down on a single tentacle while one-handed stroking the other two until they all three simultaneously ejaculate a healthy stream of Solver semen (Tosa really wasn't kidding about them all being fully functional) >Looking down at an exhausted Tosa, panting and sweating yet still far from being truly tamed enough to satisfy you (Tosa pleads for mercy, only for the words to die in his mouth upon seeing the wicked resolve reflecting from your eyes) >Producing a deus ex machina vibrator like a dramatic supervillain, coating it in Auntie Cyn™ Solver Sexo Gel before swiftly shoving the relatively small device up Tosa's ass at maximum vibration (Tosa now officially no longer has his anal virginity anymore) >Remounting the overstimulated Tosa in the Amazon position, squat-thrusting like an unyielding horny animal against the combined might of all three tentadicks (Tosa can only feebly cling to your back with his wing-hands as the carnal onslaught rages on without end in sight) >Re-wrangling the tentacles every time one inevitably slips out, taking care not to let any squirm anywhere near your own butt until he's at least been well and truly tamed (Tosa is too dazed and distracted by your hypnotizing breasts jiggling just out of his reach to understand anything else at the moment) >Slamming down again and again onto Tosa's quivering form, milking him bone dry save for when one of the tentadicks slipped out and shot back all over his heaving chest (Tosa looking like he'd just been fucked within an inch of his life manages to push you over the end & into a second orgasm) >Sitting down next to the collapsed & defeated Tosa, unsheathing the deus ex machina vibrator before casting it back to whence it came (Tosa refuses to comment about it, but you have a sneaking suspicion that he really enjoyed the vibration down there) >Offering to drag Tosa's tired body off to the comfort of a clean bed, only to be surprised when he instead opts towards being an adorably clingy cuddle-bug right where you're sitting (Tosa is practically purring with his head nuzzled snugly into your bosom >Surrendering to sleep while wrapped in the comfortably warm embrace of Tosa, dreaming of all the perverse & lewd potential still yet in store for your new personal brat-in-training (Tosa just hopes that this means he finally has a real girlfriend now)
>>362317 Honestly the primary reasoning was that I'd never really written explicit smut from a definitively female insert/POV before, so I figured 'R63 Akita (Tosa) X R63 Anon (Femanon)' would be the perfect opportunity to finally test those waters
>>362254 I love Human x Drone the most because I can self insert myself with the human, and plus, I feel a much greater emotional connection with the human than with the drone, simply by the fact that it's a human, and the content becomes more "alive" to me.
>>362327 Let's pray that the cruel God will have mercy on Foddery and that she will become a sentinel drone and be able to be with her human for as long as possible.
>>362366 What could be so important about the summers game fest? You want me to make em gamers? Okay, they game all the time on. Fodderi has to help because Tammy only gots the one arm so she always loses.
>>362367 JCJ Drones are of course designed to always lose games in most natural way possible, as to not upset their masters or start fears of total AI domination over be human spirit. Your Maid Drone will Play, Lose, and Be Happy! Turn up her difficulty parameters to decide how authentically she will lose to your superior might consumer!
>>362369 >Play a coop game with your drone >She keeps throwing >Have to carry her >Afterwards you have to carry her to bed >Seeing (you) save her in game so many times made her hot and bothered
Video + 🎵:178074753804.mp4(3.87MB / 0:03:47 / h264+aac, 480x272)The Caretaker-All You Are Going to Want to do is Get Back There.mp4
sup /md/, with what music do yall associate murder drones? i personally heavily associate md with the caretaker because of how his songs fit so perfectly with the whole aesthetic of the show if you will kinda ignore the "edgy cool "early" internet humor" and focus on apocalyptic and kind of depressing setting (yk the whole the humanity being dead thingy, several star systems being destroyed, eternal cold and "snow" on only "alive" planet Cooper 9, etc)
>>360758 >You yelp as you roll off the bed. Beretta crawls on the bed and jumps on top of you, holding your arms on the floor as you struggle. She’s discarded her usual hoodie as her insectoid wings hover over you menacingly along with her tail-maw >She cackles as you struggle against her grip to no avail. Despite being smaller than you, she’s still an industrial-oriented machine with strength and grip force that far outmatches you. She brings her face closer to yours as she drools over your goggles. >Just as you think you’re done for, another tail-maw bites down on Beretta’s neck and she gets thrown back. You look up and see her slam into the old and rotten wooden wardrobe. Just as she starts to regain her composure, Uzi lunges at her and tackles Beretta on the ground. >The two of them snarl as they bite and slash one another, oil and blood going everywhere. Uzi hits Beretta with her bat-like wings while replies with her tail biting Uzi’s face and ripping off a piece of her visor which quickly regenerates. Not wanting to stay here any longer, you jump over the bed and make a mad dash for the door. >Just as you exit the room, you feel a sharp pain in your leg as you face-slam into the corridor wall. Dazed, you pull yourself up on the wall and look down at your leg. At the back of the calf is a puncture. It’s leaking blood and a growing purple liquid. You hear loud clicking which is coming from Uzi’s tail-maw snapping at you as it tries to bite you, a dangerously sharp-looking needle extending from it, while she’s holding down Beretta. >Beretta throws Uzi off her and they get at it again. You stumble down the hallway as you whimper in pain from the leg injury. You try running but at best you can do this half-running shuttle as you feel the leg that got stabbed start to feel numb. >You almost fell down the stairs once your other leg started going numb. By the time you reached the reception, you feel your entire body tingle as you’re barely able to stand upright. Bracing yourself on the reception desk, you desperately reach for the handle on the exit but are stopped in your tracks as a purple grow surrounds your neck. >It’s not enough to suffocate you but it’s enough to make you choke. You’re forced to turn around, your body now completely numb, as you come face to face with Nori. She has the Solver symbol on her hand as she stares at you maniacally, her two mechanical scythes floating dangerously close to your face. She approaches you with a calm but psychotic demeanor as she licks her lips. >Two sets of snarls from the other end causes Nori to drop you down on the ground as she turns around. Barely able to pull your head up, you see Uzi and Beretta on the other side of the room snarl at Nori. Nori snarls back and the three of them get into a show-off as they make threatening gestures at one another but never attacking. >You helplessly groan out as you watch them. The three of them suddenly stop and they look at you. They stare with blank stares, the Solver symbol still on their visor, then look at one another. Your blood freezes at this point when they smile again and start to approach you. “No…please…” You beg for your life, thinking about how they’re gonna tear you to shreds when the three of them surround you. >In a quick motion, their tail-maws snap towards you and bite down. You feel their needles stab into you. They pulse as you feel them inject something into you as your vision blacks out. The last thing you see is the purple X-es on their visor just as you go unconscious.
>>362383 I've come to associate murder drones more with solver war after two years of being in these threads. For me, solver war is horror and inevitable death, coupled with a desperate struggle in which there's no hope, but a refusal to die without a fight. That's the feeling I get from Russian war songs, but not about brave battles, but about desire returning home. Dark is the night - slowed | soviet song
>>362384 >This abyss is…oddly comforting. Maybe you’re finally dead. Free from the mortal world and ready to move on the next phrase of life – heaven. Or maybe hell. You weren’t exactly the paragon of goodness, having done things that might be considered sinful in the eye of God, you hope you at least are not gonna boil in a cauldron of oil. >Then you feel…pleasure. You’re confused. The dead shouldn’t feel anything, right? You’re dead, are you? Wait…over there. That looks like a faint light. It’s getting brighter and the pleasure feels…greater? This isn’t right. The light suddenly flashes and your vision is overwhelmed by it. >The light clears away and you’re…back in Uzi’s room? Suddenly, you’re seized up by extreme pleasure at your groin. You pull your head up and see something that should not be real. Uzi, Beretta and Nori are slobbering all over your dick, their long synthetic tongues wrapped around it as they fight over it with their tongues. You moan and throw your head back as the pleasure feels heavenly. >Your mind feels fuzzy and you can’t think straight. Your muscles feel like jelly. You fight every urge not to blow your load right now. Without thinking, and being incredibly horny right now, you reach out over to Beretta and grab her by one of her legs. She struggles but you position her hip over your face. There’s a vagina there – you don’t care that drones aren’t supposed to have these without adaptors, you’re driver by one singular urge. >You dig into Beretta’s coochie as she howls out and arches her back. You slobber into it as her entire body shakes. The pleasure around your dick stopped but you pay no attention to that and keep on eating out your girlfriend. She screams as her legs tighten around your head and the sweet nectar sprays out of her vagina which you greedily drink up. >She gets thrown off your face and Uzi suddenly straddles your chest. She grabs your head with her hands and forces your face into her own pussy. You gladly oblige and grab her legs as you eat her out. Much like Beretta, she doesn’t last long against your assault and cums. >She gets off your face as Nori takes her turn and shoves her crotch into your face. She sits onto your shoulders and starts grinding her pussy into your face. You’re not entirely sure how you’re not suffocating but you don’t care. Nori’s relentless assault catches you off guard as she grinds, barely having the strength to hold her hips as close as you can. The old drone cums and flops off your face. >The trio get back to sucking on your dick like a lollipop as they focus on making you explode. You can’t take it anymore as your dick starts pulsing and you cum. Ropes of semen shoot from your tip as the trio’s tongues lick it all over, some of it even ends on their screen.
>>362389 >Something snaps in you as you’re suddenly filled with strength. You pull yourself up and reach towards Beretta again. You roughly grab her by the shoulder and throw her back onto where you were laying. Her demeanor changes as she gets more submissive as you hover over her. You now have a singular purpose – pumping your cute girlfriend full of your seed. >You aim your still painfully erect dick with her opening and slowly push in. Beretta moans as her legs wrap around your waist. Two sets of arms wrap around your chest as you feel Nori and Uzi kissing your neck. You slowly start pumping in and out as Beretta makes the cutest of moans which turns you on more. You feel her pull you in with your legs which you take as a sign to speed up. >You get more energetic with your pumps as you feel Nori and Uzi graze your back with their sharp teeth. Beretta’s moans reach a new crescendo as you feel her vagina pulse around you as she cums again. You’re pretty close yourself so you start pumping with all your might. You slam into Beretta just as the dam breaks and you hilt yourself inside her. You fill her up good with your seed as Nori and Uzi bite down on your neck as they drink your nectar. You pull your dick out, which is still somehow painfully hard, and admire your handiwork as it flows out of Beretta. >You’re thrown to the side when Uzi suddenly straddles your hips and without wasting any time, she inserts your dick inside her. She starts riding you like a horse, her hips slamming into you with such ferocity for her small frame. You grab her hips and thrust back with your own assault. The combination of the two of you moving plus still feeling a bit sensitive after you nutted inside your girlfriend, you don’t last long against Uzi’s assault. She hilts you into herself as both of you cum as the same time, her juices flowing out as you fill her up. >Uzi takes position next to your side, Beretta on the other, as the two of them nuzzle into your neck as they kiss it. You lay there motionlessly as you catch your breath. You feel something touch your leg and look up to see Nori looking at you. Oh, right. You still have one more to go. >You gently push away Uzi and Beretta as you push yourself up. Nori turns around and leans forward at the edge of the bed. She grabs onto the edge as she holds her hips up at you, swaying them with experienced sensuality. You grab her hips and align your dick with her opening then push inside. You don’t waste time with her - you know she’s experienced so might as well go all the way. >You pump in out of her with all your might when suddenly your hips go immobile and your hands are pulled up into the air by purple holograms. Nori flashes you a mischievous smile as she holds you in place with her powers and slowly starts moving up and down your dick while still in the doggy position. >Her movement is agonizingly slow yet very pleasurable. You have no choice than take it like a man. Nori moans as she uses your dick like her personal dildo. It’s like she wants to break your mind even more with how deliberate her movements are. You don’t hold out for long as you cum inside Nori.
>>362395 >You lay on the bed exhausted after all the “fun” with the three drone women. >You didn’t expect things to turn out like this. You thought they were gonna kill you. >Your body aches and your mind is barely able to stay awake. Beretta, Uzi and Nori have all wrapped their limbs around you as they sleep, [SLEEP MODE] written on their visors. >You see movement to your side. You look over and see a dark figure that looks like it’s made from liquid. It looks vaguely shaped like a disassembly drone with two yellow ovals where it’s face is supposed to be, a glowing yellow mouth and numerous lights where a DD’s sensor array should be. >”Heya, buddy!” It salutes as you hear it say that in… >”N…?” You weakly call out. >”Glad to see you’re OK!” The ‘ghost’ N says. “I’m surprised they didn’t claim you sooner.” >”Claim me?” >”Well, I’m glad things turned out great.” He doesn’t answer your question and keeps going. “I can’t stay here for long. Take care of Uzi and Beretta for me, yeah? Oh, and Nori too! Khan sends his regards! Anyways, gotta go!” >”Wait!” You reach out towards him but N has already started ‘melting’ down into the floor. He sips through the seams of the wooden floor until there’s nothing left. Not even a stain. Your mind, not being able to process what it just saw and you being exhausted, you fall into the deepest sleep you ever had.
The last epilogue part will probably be posted tomorrow. Anyways, time to go and take a break.
>Queenie is gigantic and has plenty of eyes, but can't talk anymore and doesn't have hands anymore and any significant amount of light is too bright for her now >Nori is tiny and will yammer your ear off if you let her and has telekinesis that's close enough to still having hands, but doesn't have depth perception anymore and can't go into sunlight without dying
>>362400 Well me personally, I sorta view it as cyn creating a micro world. Like yeah it obvious that this world is not actually reality but a reality that cyn made specifically for them. Either to torment,a gift or whatever motive she wants it to be
>>362402 >Cyn makes a whole fake reality for some of the Solver war OCs that hate her guts where she doesn't exist >Some accept it, some are driven insane by this >For the humans, that means they get to live out their live normally - accountant, soldier, engineer, etc. >For the drones, they get sent back to hell where drones are regularly abused
>>362448 You can't take the Faggot Badge off after saying you like male drones and then say you like all drones. You're taking that homo-stamp to the grave.