It was love at first sight. You opened the package and I was lying there all covered in blushes because I was meeting a new lover. Can you imagine? We were going to do things that people write stories and songs about!
You caressed me softly for quite a long time while you read the little booklet introducing me. It was full of all the things that make me hum with happiness.
I was so very scared that first day. Your skin was so soft and you touched me like I was so very special. Would I make you happy or leave you frustrated and disappointed? Would you treasure me or toss me aside when the next new thing came along?
I felt you open my most secret places and slide power deep inside my body. The world filled with the soft noises of my arousal as you pushed all the right buttons. I pulsed for you, I hummed frantically and then soothingly, I rubbed and rubbed myself over your slick skin until I heard you praising the artist that conceptualized my entire being! I lay there happily tired and humming softly in your loose and caressing grip while you ran through the words to describe how I made you feel. Your soft smile was dreamy.
I don't know what happened. As I lay there recovering, myself, I felt a horrible burning and I screamed my agony. I felt my spirit detach and I floated away from the smell of burning circuits.
I mourned that my beautiful skin smelled of scorched metal and i would never again hum or pulse in your warm grip. I had been used, probably a bit too well. Maybe there was a loose wire. Maybe a bullet, like me, wasn't meant to be used for such a long time! I guess we'll never know.
Anyhow I'll just move on to my next life, but I will always remember our one brief encounter fondly.
You caressed me softly for quite a long time while you read the little booklet introducing me. It was full of all the things that make me hum with happiness.
I was so very scared that first day. Your skin was so soft and you touched me like I was so very special. Would I make you happy or leave you frustrated and disappointed? Would you treasure me or toss me aside when the next new thing came along?
I felt you open my most secret places and slide power deep inside my body. The world filled with the soft noises of my arousal as you pushed all the right buttons. I pulsed for you, I hummed frantically and then soothingly, I rubbed and rubbed myself over your slick skin until I heard you praising the artist that conceptualized my entire being! I lay there happily tired and humming softly in your loose and caressing grip while you ran through the words to describe how I made you feel. Your soft smile was dreamy.
I don't know what happened. As I lay there recovering, myself, I felt a horrible burning and I screamed my agony. I felt my spirit detach and I floated away from the smell of burning circuits.
I mourned that my beautiful skin smelled of scorched metal and i would never again hum or pulse in your warm grip. I had been used, probably a bit too well. Maybe there was a loose wire. Maybe a bullet, like me, wasn't meant to be used for such a long time! I guess we'll never know.
Anyhow I'll just move on to my next life, but I will always remember our one brief encounter fondly.
