Resistance is FUTA (dickgirl on dickgirl)

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Resistance is FUTA (dickgirl on dickgirl)

Post by Protrepticus » Sat Mar 12, 2022 8:54 am

Information: This short story features the T-X fembot and ex borg drone Seven of Nine as dickgirls. AVOID if you don't like futanari. Paintings by KinkyJimmy (his links at end of story).

Elements: futanari, shemale, dickgirl, T-X, TX, Terminatrix, Terminator, Star Trek Voyager, Seven of Nine, 7 of 9, borg, gynoid, robot, cyborg, catsuit, catfight, breasts, expansion, sex, ejaculation, cum, glitch, lactation, malfunction

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The catsuit-clad breasts smashed the leather-adorned boobs, hurling the towering, metal frame onto the holographic couch. Seven of Nine cautiously approached the Terminatrix, cozily planting herself into the nearby cushion. Mesmerized by the drone’s gigantic globes, the infiltrator reached a hand to scan the weaponized tit, her plasma cannon twitching in her pants. With her adversary distracted, Seven moved her nanite launcher toward the T-X’s lower body…

The groaning jacket stretched around the gynoid’s plasma reactors, modified to counter the cyborg’s tritanium arrays. While the coat button popped open, the T-X’s blue vision displayed the crimson text:
<ALERT: AFT PORT BREACH>

The smooth, silvery dick pressed itself between the taught, burgundy glutes. Raising an eyebrow, the T-X gazed at Seven, who rammed through the emulated leather, into the tight but unarmored entrance. Relentlessly, the borg nanoprobes spread with every thrust of the cyborg. The T-X sharply inhaled; her cannon’s twin batteries swelled, as if envious of the expanding globes, above.

Warning prompts and anomalous algorithms were ignored by the undulating Terminatrix, despite the micro-machines that coursed deeper into her ceramic chassis. The T-X gasped again and, now, creamy liquid shot through her fabric covered fem-cock, coating her expanding breasts and statuesque face.

“The sound course of action is for you to surrender,” Seven calmly declared.

As she continued pumping, the borg collected the splattered sperm; she brought her cum-filled hand to the T-X’s face, whose eyes widened, before quickly licking and swallowing down her own spunk.

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The assassin then confidently smirked and tilted her head: “I cannot be stopped.”

“Very well, then,” Seven coolly stated, and withdrew her nanite launcher from the snug port.

Before the T-X could process the new inputs, her big boobs burst through the jacket, and her HUD read:
<WARNING: CORRUPTION TO CENTRAL SYSTEMS DETECTED>
<WARNING: ASSAULT ON PLASMA CANNON BATTERIES>

The slick, silver cock thrust itself between the expanding, red balls. With her stony façade eroded, the T-X moaned loudly, her brilliant blue eyes twinkling in awe. Her slender hands flew down to grab the squeaking, twin cells – was this data pain or pleasure?

As if predicting the fuddled program’s inquiry, the borg firmly responded: “Resistance is futile!”

Seven of Nine flexed her chest, her own arousal evident. Tritanium breasts tore through reflective fabric. While the T-X’s hydraulic systems whirred from overstimulation, her quaking vision showed:
<ALERT: BREAST ENHANCEMENT MALFUNCTION>

Her nipples moistened, milk trickling down the gigantic domes. And now it was Seven who huffed, her chrome cock squeezing through the ruby testicles, coating its love-liquor onto the T-X’s shiny penis.

<WARNING: PLASMA CANNON OVERLOAD>

The T-X’s head zipped and she cried out. Her over-inflated balls contracted around the sheeny phallus, their lustful liquid shooting in her own cum-drunk face.

But Seven ceaselessly slid between the leather-clad cum-juggs, driving deeper between them until their fem-cocks seemed to passionately embrace. The terminator and borg shut their eyes and screamed simultaneously. Sexual fluids exploded everywhere, covering their perfect bodies. With their power reserves nearly exhausted, and still reeling from their robo-gasms, the drone bent down, squishing her tremendous breasts against the gynoid’s. Softly, the drone's tongue swirled the sperm from the unit’s mouth to her own.

“Do you surrender now?” Seven asked with a sultry smirk, stroking the gynoid’s cream-coated face.

“You milked my mecha-balls,” the T-X cooed in blissful defeat, their glossy genitals rubbing.

<DIAGNOSTIC: TERMINATION PROTOCOL OVERWRITTEN>

With a gentle kiss on Seven’s juicy lips, she sweetly added: “I am your cyber slut.”


- THE END -


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