Arousobot A1.03: Female Version

By Marian Wilder

In the far future, the Arousobot A1.03 will become the most sought-after sex toy on the market, but one of them has just shown up out of the blue in the kitchen of Claire Walsh's modern day home. Where did it come from? How did it get there? Who left it? More importantly, will Claire get a chance to try it out before its owner comes to retrieve it?
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From the story:

“Claire Walsh, please select your options from the list on the screen,” said the Arousobot.
Claire looked at the screen, her eyes wide with excitement. She had been right, but nothing could have prepared her for what she was now reading.
Page one read, ‘1: Clitoral Stimulation. 2: Vaginal Stimulation. 3: Anal Stimulation.’ Options for combining any two or all three together followed.
Page two offered a choice of touch type, as in smooth metal, glass, silicone, plastic, synthetic finger, or synthetic tongue. The synthetic tongue choice offered sub-choices of human or cat.
Page three offered a choice of friction or suction in relation to the clitoral attachment, or an alternating mix of both.
Page four offered various rotation and vibration options, with the inevitable option to mix and match, and then went on to offer a choice of speeds.
Claire chose all three in silicone. She was tempted to try synthetic human tongue, but chickened out at the last moment. She selected the suction option for the clitoral stimulator, and settled for medium speed with pulsing vibration for the two probes.
The Arousobot informed her that the attachments were self-lubricating, and would react accordingly based on their inbuilt sensors. The same sensors would select both the widths and lengths of the probes, each of which would expand or contract automatically.
Oh my god, thought Claire, panting in anticipation.
“Claire Walsh, please say ‘back’ if you wish to make any changes. Please say ‘cancel all’ to exit. Please say ‘next’ to move to the next set of options.”
Next set of options, thought Claire? Oh my god, there’s more? She was already on the edge as it was. At this rate she would come before the thing even touched her.
“Next.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marian Wilder
• Release date: Jan 26, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005259990

Marian Wilder

Marian Wilder welcomes you to her world of erotic 'Damsel In Distress' novels and stories.Her subject material sometimes wanders towards the darker side of erotica, but if you enjoy a generous helping of bondage and erotic discipline with your fiction, then this is the place to be.Please check back often for new releases and updates.FACEBOOK here: https://www.facebook.com/marian.wilder1TWITTER here: @SpankingTalesGOODREADS here: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15270490.Marian_WilderMarian welcomes comments regarding her stories and novels (ONLY) at [e-mail]

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~ Arousobot A1.03 - Female Version ~

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~ Arousobot A1.03 - Female Version ~

Claire Walsh pushed back the covers, grumbling in a half-awake state. She wasn’t sure if it had been something downstairs—most likely Felix her cat messing about if it had—or something outside that had woke her up. Either way, whatever it had been deserved a good kicking. It had no business screwing up the only decent bit of sex she had had in ages, even if her lovers had only visited in a dream.

Still horny from being sandwiched between Mr. Elba and Mr. Gosling, she pulled on her dressing gown and made her way to the bedroom window. Nothing happening in the front garden, nothing happening in the street beyond. The house’s perimeter alarm hadn’t gone off, so that just left Felix. How dare the