2092 start of a completely normal day
6 slowly moved her left hand down 5's bony back, running her pointer finger along the bottom edge of her ribcage. 5 returned the attention by tightening her embrace grinding her cloaca even harder against the forward rounded edge of 6's right leg pit....
Year 2092
"Write and quit", number 6 quietly hissed. She sat there watching the software save to a file, slowly becoming aware that the news was on. It was droning on about some horrible thing or another that was happening outside of her small world. She turned...