Three heads, Two Hands, One Tailmaw
Acenith, a rich bitch always in need of relief, stumbles upon the perfect fantasy when her friend, a geek with a fascination for technology, introduces her to Pleasurebot 4G. An autonomous creation equipped with life-like genitals said to provide the ultimate pleasure.
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*Description: Acenith, a rich bitch always in need of relief, stumbles upon the perfect fantasy when her friend, a geek with a fascination for technology, introduces her to Pleasurebot 4G. An autonomous creation equipped with life-like genitals said to provide the ultimate pleasure. *
Story written by me, Siranor
***Three heads, Two Hands, One Tailmaw* **
Whether you happened to be a lowly commoner living inside a crammed, single room studio, or a naturally long lived three headed horny bitch profiting off the illicit affairs of her kingpin parents, one thing was certain.
The need for companionship always, ALWAYS had a way of biting you when you least expected it.
Such seemed the case today, when Acenith sat at her desk in an uncomfortably wet state. Legs spread, one hand between her legs while the other flicked options across her holo touch screen, she furiously browsed through the disappointingly slim train of new submissions on her favorite site, Fluff Affinity.
"Mhmm...decent. Pretty good. Agreeable, but not quite enough to set me off just yet." She kept muttering all sorts of things to herself while scrolled through a slew of pictures ranging from mildly suggestive to full blown extreme. Today, she felt in the mood for something different. Something more than the usual meatbag splaying on their backs with their lascivious need on display. Or the silly Jack-o-poses that replaced the usual content she liked with hundreds of variations of the same thing. That wasn't sexy. It was bland, boring, repetitive, and in the worst cases of huge dangling male goods, a turn-off.
She wanted something more. Something like-
Ping!
Something that wasn't Happy Hannah splattering her emoji-infested positivity all over Acenith's Furrygram chatbox. After five happy faces and healthy food icons that surrounded her great accomplishment of starting her day with something else than the fatass burgers she inhaled prior to her new awakening, Happy Hannah finally said something that made sense. Sort of.
"Hey gurl! What you up to today?"
Acenith sent her an eggplant and a cookie and continued to browse the internet unmolested...at least for ten more seconds.
"Oh, oh, oh! You may want to pause from pawing yourself too hard!"
"Why?" Acenith quickly confirmed what the word-reader in her headset suggested on her holo screen.
Instead of replying with emojis, as was her usual style, Hannah uploaded a bunch of pictures. Acenith barely had time to guess what those were. With her galaxywave internet connection, the upload took milliseconds, about the same time it took her nethers to shudder and moisten themselves at the sight of Pleasurebot 4G, a name she always attributed to the number of orgasms they could give her in a single drawn out amorous session. Shaped after creatures that could be built at the owner's request, the presets included many of the extinct animals that once roamed her world, none more attractive to her than the quadrupedal model of a canine.
"Mrrfff..." Acenith's left paw went down to her vulva while her other tapped the option that enabled voice chatting. "H-hannaaah," she croaked out on a less dignifying voice than she wanted. "these pups are old news, amiga! I've been following their development since their conceptual stage. Send me something I can grab with my hands or stuff in my snatch, and then we'll talk."
She prepared to close down the chat window so she could focus on her more...pressing affairs until her Furrygram alerts made her fur stand on end with its strident call alert.
"HANNAH! I told you I'm-"
"Fantasizing about the things you'll do next week?" her excited voice peeped in.
"Next week? What makes you-"
Acenith's eyes grew up ta size that could match the puffiness of her swollen cunt when Happy Hannah, usually the last person she could expect to find a diamond in the rough, stinky, slimy bog of the Worldnet did just that. Five days, the datamined text she just wrote said. Five days until a working model of the pleasurebot 4G would be auctioned to the highest bidder for a week of intense stress-test.
Acenith almost had an orgasm from how hard she pressed her paw against the slippery mounds of her drippy pussy. In five days, it wouldn't be her hand that satisfied her deepest cravings. It would be a tongue. A long, perfectly lubricated, snake-like eel of a tongue that reached places her fingers only dreamed of.
"So? Are you going to break the bank or what?"
"Aaawwrrrhhh! I mean, of course!" Acenith quickly composed herself to prevent the most embarrassing scenario of gifting mild mannered Hannah with a full repertoire of her orgasming wails. "What should I try first? Commands? Fuck that, I'll go straight to their bits, but I want to know what you'd do, Hannahhhh!!!"
She half hoped Hannah would pick up on the multitudes of clues she was bombarded with and talk about their juicy, ridged dicks topped off with a glorious knot. Even the cum pump that could be loaded up with actual semen milked from living creatures was a most interesting point of discussion....Not to mention their lack of testicles, or neuticles, as animal owners that often planted these fake plastic things on their castrated pets to remind them of their long lost malehood, was something she thirsted to hear about.
Instead, what she got from Hannah was just...trash. Ordinary, normie-routine trash. Training regimes to clean up the house? Bodyguard functions? Snack fetching? Hannah could be so insufferably normal at times! So dull! Even Acenith's pussy puckered up in disapproval.
"Gurl? You still there? Hon?"
"I'm thinking," Acenith verbally stated half of what actually went down in that squeaky, leaky chair of hers. "What if I get two?"
Hannah must've fainted in shock, for it took her a good half a minute to answer in text. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea, Ace. You'll only be owning them for a week. Aren't your parents gonna be mad at the hole you'll drill in their sta.sh accounts?"
"Not if I show them a few pics of my happy face." Acenith grinned. She knew her parents lived only to see her happy. As long as she smiled and sent them positive messages every day, they'd indulge every need she could possibly conjure. No matter how ridiculous.
"Ok, if you say so. Two, huh? Is it going to be two boys servicing their lucky lady?"
No. Actually, that second bot would have a pussy just as hot and swollen as hers...but that was not something Happy Hannah needed to hear. Closing up her worldweb navigator with but a flick of her wet hand, Acenith stomped her way over to her comfy beanbag and began to continue what she started with a much more fiery demeanor.
"Ahhhh!" all of her three heads moaned sweetly at the same time now that pleasure's hot sting was all she could focus on. Gone was Hannah's pestering voice. Away were the many distractions of the Worldweb. Right here, in the comfy softness of her impromptu bed, she was alone...alone with only but the squelching of her pussy to distract her.
Alone with her two beloved bots. With her mind's eye she skipped days ahead, soaring even past the unboxing of these beauties to jump straight into the action. Or rather, in the middle of it. On her fours, like the needy bitch that she was, face buried in the female's dripping cunt and ass raised high for the male to pound her, Acenith masturbated furiously to the bliss of being taken by her pets. She leaked so much that one might've thought she came equipped with her own artificial fluids pump somewhere in the carnal depths of her shuddering pussy...but even if she tensed...even if her body shuddered with the aching need of release...the bliss would not come.
"Fffuck," she grunted out as a blink of her eyes dispelled her fantasies. The simplistic decorum of her living room washed over her disappointed eyes. No bots. No company. Nothing but the heady scent of her hot cunt to latch onto her thoughts. In her dazed state, Acenith soaked her wet fingers in the maw of her central head while the two others sniffed and licked the extremities in search of a problem where there could be none. She tasted as sweet as ever, still deep in the bosom of her heat.
If the problem was not her cunt, then it had to be her fantasy. What remained of it, anyway.
"Fuckkkk, I hate when this happens," Acenith let out a long exhale, relaxed further back in her beanbag, spread her legs evenly to the sides and rubber herself sensually until she slowly approached the source of her heated needs. Some part of her thrived on realism. She couldn't just get to the goods without forming a perfect picture in her head of who she was fucking.
Or what.
Focusing back on her two artificial cuties, she singled out the male and flipped the page a few hours later past the overly gratifying threesome to see with her mind's eye what really made up the amorphous cock that fucked her with such restraint before. She washed her fingers slowly across his lukewarm prototype plates heated up by his many heat dissipation cores until she reached his sheath, which she squeezed rhythmically between her fingers until she felt his moist tip poke out into the open.
"Good boy," she kissed his plain head with all of her tongues in turn, then splayed herself on her back, beckoning him closer to her. Once he stood inches away from her lower belly, she pointed a finger at her snatch and uttered but a single, horny word.
"Eat me."
The bot complied without any other sound save for the wet noises made by the fleshy eel that escaped from its mouth orifice to wash over the dainty lips of her puffy cunt. His programming mirrored her every wish...so if she wanted him to eat her hard, that sweet, flicking tongue could easily turn into something a lot longer and far hungrier.
"Kraawwwhhh!" Acenith rolled her eyes in the back of her head once the feasting became more alert. With each slobbery thrust of his tongue into the increasingly wet insides, she pawed herself harder, dexterous fingers molesting her fortunate cookie in turns until she thrust her middle finger all the way to the knuckle.
Fantasy and reality merged together into a stream of shuddering bliss that made her fur stand on end. With a long howl of immense pleasure, Acenith splattered her knuckles with several rapid streams of her inner heat, She massaged her grasping insides as thoroughly as she could during those few paralyzing seconds of bliss, her facial features twisting like the fingers scraping roughly at that heavenly nest of receptive flesh until...
"Mrrrhhh...More!" Acenith growled.
Instead of sated, she felt even hungrier for the ultimate orgasm only a rough pounding could provide. Leaning herself all the way back in her comfy 'bed', Acenith closed her eyes. She was back with her boy, a creature of dependable logic she could always count on. A lover of limitless passion that would only climax when SHE wanted, unlike many of the real males she's been with. Pathetic wretches. She was lucky if they lasted thirty seconds before their twitching cocks surrendered their essence to the intense grip of her folds.
"Mount me." She ordered the bot in the realm of her self-made dreams. He grappled onto her hips with soft pad-like cushions, aiming his poking rod at her once she ordered him to fuck her...if the maladroit pace of his thrusts could be called such.
"I said fuck me. Hard!" Acenith barked, and barked, getting the same disappointing results no matter what combination of words she used. Why? This was her dream. Her fantasy. Why couldn't she will herself to-
"I see," she smirked and froze his motions with a quick command. The bot remained in that arched state while she slinked forward, then splayed for her once she flipped positions. "Guess even in my fantasies I have to do it myself." Acenith beamed with pleasure. She took a moment to smear his tip with the wet strands trailing down her vulva, then lowered herself upon it, not nice and slow, but hard and sudden. So hard the bot's plates shuddered under the impact of her hot, heavy drop.
"Mraaaahhhh!" She groaned in utter bliss once her vulva bloated with the shape of his knot, kept tucked by her fleshy folds for mere second before she pulled herself back. "Now that's...more like it!" Acenith imagined herself strangling the non-complaining, lifeless bot while she fucked the living crap out of him.
In reality, she only had one hand to work with. One that was just as good as the bot's ridged dick. Emulating each of his creases with pinching motions of her fingers, Acenith fucked herself with her own hand until just like before, liquid heat gushed out of her in waves as glorious as the howl that erupted from all three of her heads.
"Aahhhh, f-fuck me that's good," the bitch panted as her guilty head reached over to pet something she hadn't paid all that much attention to. "Wouldn't you agree, my dearest, proficient licker?"
The tailmaw nodded in understanding. A gesture that made her chuckle with how life-like it felt. She had full control over its motions, of course, but that didn't stop her from enhancing her fantasies a bit further by referring to it as her own, personal 'good boy'.
"Yes, you, you're the best boy, always treating me right, always giving me exactly what I need." She pet her tail's fluffy exterior for a while longer before the needs she spoke about manifested themselves in pesteringly wet ways. "What's there, hmm? What have you uncovered, my boy?" her tail went lower, and lower, passing over her own pussy without as much as a sniff. "A secret cave, is it? Well..." her fingers trailed back down to her squishy pussy while the hot breath of her tailmaw made her anus twitch eagerly. "How about you venture in there like the brave boy that you are while I take care of this little mound here?"
She combo'd herself many times before...but never to the fantasy of a giver. Delving back into her pleasurebot fantasies, she imagined herself going down on the female both with both her central head and the tailmaw at the same time, attacking both orifices until the thing's climax pump unloaded its heated discharge straight in her snarling faces.
"Yesss...like...like that..." she huffed and groaned while the tailmaw slathered her anus with good slobbery licks while her expert fingers rubbed her fevered pussy with fast, brutish motions.
"Where's your mate, bitch? Where's the big dog?"
As she asked, so he appeared, claiming her from behind with the same factory-safe settings that made her own fingers feel just as sluggish and unenthusiastic as pleasurebot 0g's silly thrusts.
"Either I'm becoming a top dom bitch or I'm loving myself too much," Acenith chuckled as she reached down to her pleasure box. From the various assortment of dildos, she picked a hefty blue one with a sizable knot and quickly updated her mind's version of the bot to wield a cock of similar color.
"Ready, boy?" her eyes shone at the tailmaw's dripping saliva. "Let's see how this goes."
Aligning the dildo's tip to her cunt, she slowly pushed it in, watching its velvety barbs disappear into herself bit by bit, until...
"Mraaaahhhh!" the knot's self inflatable feature made her jump in her seat as if bitte. "S-so big,"
She was going to savor that so, so much. Eyes closed, cunt trembling under the increasingly larger thrusts that followed, Acenith fucked herself as hard with the dildo as the male bot did within the confines of her mind. He was no longer pleasurebot zero pleasure, but pleasurebot BIG G, for the pounding he gave her was nothing short of orgasmic. Following along in perfect concert with her hand's thrusting motions, the bot ploughed away at her flesh as if she was the last living female in this world, caring not for her limits of her groans, wishing for nothing more than to do what males of any species wished.
To cum inside her.
"Mrrrfff..." Acenith squeezed her eyes shut, waited for the familiar bliss to reach the very edge of her dildo, then thrust it hard all the way to the base, inflating the knot to full girth just when her peak hit. At the same time, she forced her tailmaw's tongue to pierce the deepest reaches of her ass, filling herself from both holes with all the things she needed.
"Fuuuuuuuuuckkk!"
Her howl was coarse and raspy, just like her drained, ravaged holes in the wake of the most potent orgasm she ever had.
Plopping the dildo out of her cunt, she directed her tailmaw to lick the mess while she lounged back in her beanbag, completely exhausted with today's session. Three orgasms were not exactly the advertised 4G branded with shiny golden engravings on the ass-plate of the Pleasurebot 4G, but they were enough for now. After all, if a mere fantasy was enough to exhaust her, one could only wander what the real thing was capable of.
***The End***
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