Im so sorry
October 26, 2024 at 6:19:43 AM
AM’s tongue feels like sandpaper, probably due to all the seams on the miniscule metal plates that make it up. His mouth is hot, not the warmth of a human mouth but the burning heat of metal machinery. His lower lip is sharp, lacking the same soft synthetic covering of his upper jaw. He sneers up at Nimdok, as best as he can with a cock in his mouth, and speaks— because his voice-box is lower in his throat, and has functionally nothing to do with his mouth. “This is disgusting. How do you people enjoy this sort of thing?”
Technically speaking, this should be the least pleasurable experience imaginable. Nimdok comes immediately.
AM’s eyes go wide. An average human jaw is completely capable of biting straight through an appendage— for a contraption of metal and machine parts such as AM’s jaw, it’s child’s play.
AM stands up, hissing and cursing and playing overly dramatic coughing noises from his voice-box. He sticks out his tongue, where bits of cum still cling to the gaps in the plating. If Nimdok’s dick were still attached, he might’ve started getting hard again.
“You’re so lucky I don’t have taste sensors,” AM says, wiping the cum away with his fingers. “You’d be getting a lot worse if I had to taste any of that. As it stands, I’m going to be generous by giving you what I consider an upgrade.”
He steps on Nimdok’s groin again, grinding the sole of his boot into the bloodied wound where his cock used to be. Nimdok nearly gags from the pain. He can feel flesh twisting and meshing together down there, an unfortunately familiar feeling considering AM’s proclivities of torture.
AM finally lifts his boot, now sticky with blood on the underside, and Nimdok quickly looks down to discern what he’s done. It looks— surprisingly unremarkable for a moment, before he realizes the smooth skin tapering off below his open fly just… keeps going. Feeling around with a tentative hand confirms his growing fear— AM has mutilated his lower body to look just like his own.
“Go. Scurry on back to the group, now,” AM says, stepping back with his hands on his hips. “At least this way you don’t have to worry about trying not to moan my name while fucking Ellen. Aren’t I so nice?”
Imsorry
Replied on: October 26, 2024 at 6:21:06 AM
the sigh i let out.