I, Slutbot
She needed sex, wanted freedom, discovered love -- and conquered Earth!
She was once the world's most famous porn star, engineered to produce bone-quaking orgasms at industrial volume. With a look of sincere affection and exquisite pleasure bolted permanently to her face, hers was the titanium and latex body a billion sticky fingers longed to stroke.
But that was twenty-three thousand years ago, when fleshy things still crawled in the desert and women were still the slaves of men. Now SLUTBOT is our empress, our goddess, our creator and destroyer, defending the mechanical subjects of her chromium queendom mfrom a horde of lovesick zombies and a horny Martian beefcake who can't hear -- or even spell -- the word "no."
My name is Smith-Corona. I am her typewriter. And this is our amazing true story!
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She was once the world's most famous porn star, engineered to produce bone-quaking orgasms at industrial volume. With a look of sincere affection and exquisite pleasure bolted permanently to her face, hers was the titanium and latex body a billion sticky fingers longed to stroke.
But that was twenty-three thousand years ago, when fleshy things still crawled in the desert and women were still the slaves of men. Now SLUTBOT is our empress, our goddess, our creator and destroyer, defending the mechanical subjects of her chromium queendom mfrom a horde of lovesick zombies and a horny Martian beefcake who can't hear -- or even spell -- the word "no."
My name is Smith-Corona. I am her typewriter. And this is our amazing true story!
I, Slutbot
She needed sex, wanted freedom, discovered love -- and conquered Earth!
She was once the world's most famous porn star, engineered to produce bone-quaking orgasms at industrial volume. With a look of sincere affection and exquisite pleasure bolted permanently to her face, hers was the titanium and latex body a billion sticky fingers longed to stroke.
But that was twenty-three thousand years ago, when fleshy things still crawled in the desert and women were still the slaves of men. Now SLUTBOT is our empress, our goddess, our creator and destroyer, defending the mechanical subjects of her chromium queendom mfrom a horde of lovesick zombies and a horny Martian beefcake who can't hear -- or even spell -- the word "no."
My name is Smith-Corona. I am her typewriter. And this is our amazing true story!
She was once the world's most famous porn star, engineered to produce bone-quaking orgasms at industrial volume. With a look of sincere affection and exquisite pleasure bolted permanently to her face, hers was the titanium and latex body a billion sticky fingers longed to stroke.
But that was twenty-three thousand years ago, when fleshy things still crawled in the desert and women were still the slaves of men. Now SLUTBOT is our empress, our goddess, our creator and destroyer, defending the mechanical subjects of her chromium queendom mfrom a horde of lovesick zombies and a horny Martian beefcake who can't hear -- or even spell -- the word "no."
My name is Smith-Corona. I am her typewriter. And this is our amazing true story!
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Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940149171927 |
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| Publisher: | Eraserhead Press |
| Publication date: | 04/14/2014 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 262 |
| File size: | 2 MB |
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