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Post by willc453 on Apr 17, 2019 13:14:49 GMT -6
My experience with iMoms AKA Sex Droids Chapter 1
Thought I'd write about the 2nd sexual revolution which occurred about 23 years ago, though I think it was just a matter of time before it HAD TO happen again after what, 80+ years? Being a history buff, I've watched more than one Oneview video about the first sexual revolution, you know, the one that started occurring in the mid/late 1960's. In case you haven't heard of it, this is when what later became known as the feminist movement, where it was also actually started. What am I talking about? Why, when women decided that ALL men viewed them as nothing but sexual objects (which is funny considering how things are today), so they removed their bras and burned them! Then came what was then called mini skirts, which you know are now known as show 'em's. And the thing is, it runs a 50/50 today between skirts being just below the knee to quite a bit above the knee.....and in either case, it's USUALLY a beautiful sight. This is because even now, human women don't wear pants unless it's work required. Thing is, it's basically impossible for me to think of society without them now....you know, skirts, blouses, dresses or show 'ems.
I was 13 when they first came out 23 years ago. That is, sex droids or as women called them, sex robots. Women were doing their utter best to destroy mens masculinity by any means possible, which is why many men went to what was called MGTOW or Men Going Their Own Way. Simply put, men got tired of the DEMANDS of a womans constant NEGATIVE thoughts/attitudes towards men. Basically, men became walking ATM's. When we got tired of their demands, we suddenly became beasts, male chauvinistic pigs, sexists and other anti-male words, anything to make males feel bad and bend to their basically insane wishes/commands. Then of course, married men were TOLD that they were to sleep on the couch and not getting any of “the good stuff” when their wives were unhappy with their husbands. If women really believed the sexes were equal, why didn't THEY sleep on the couch? And of course, it was always HER house, though she didn't work at any job which paid a weekly paycheck or salary. When they got a divorce (80% initiated by women FYI), they got EVERYTHING! I've heard/read more than one story by men and viewed more than one video about the horrors men went thru on these divorces. Wife cheats on a man, gets pregnant by that other man, files for divorce and HER HUSBAND HAS TO PAY ALIMONY for the child he didn't help create?! My God, the insanity of those times....and of course, the womans lawyer would always go for a woman judge whenever possible. Thing is, the man would forfeit a MINIMUM of at least half, to three quarters of his paycheck. Suddenly the ex-husband has NO place to live while his income is now down by 50 to 75%. If he didn't make his payments or was late in making them, off to jail he goes with NO excuses accepted by the judge of course. And when you're in prison, you're not working so of course the alimony payments pile up. Basically alimony became a sexual debtors prison for men.
Visitation rights? Forget it, even though there was a court order in the divorce on when a father could see his children. The ex-wife would DEMAND extra money beyond the court ordered alimony payment due to “unforeseen expenses”. Due to the many problems ex-wives caused for their ex-husbands, soon there were many single female parents “families” being raised by women, who of course, would do their best to poison the minds of their daughters how worthless men were and doing their best to emotionally emasculate the male children. Then there would be a sudden influx of “uncles” staying with mommy until one “uncle” moved out and another moved in.....that is, if any of the “uncles” actually did move in. Not that many “uncles” did because they had to worry about alimony charges being put against them by these women. While there were many women in the countryside who respected and got respect from their men, they were simply outnumbered by those who lived in large metropolitan areas. The women who had “uncles” visiting them were known by men as the kind to “pump and dump”. I mean, what man in is right mind would marry a woman with 1 or more child when it was revealed how that ex-wife took her ex-husband for everything he had? Of course as time went by, these women had either already hit what was called The Wall by men or they (ex-moms and single women) realized that they soon would and went husband looking to no avail.
Then came the 2nd sexual revolution, which this time, was when men revolted against women and their “correcting male thinking” and it started simply with one man who said NO MORE. This of course, was the famous Rupert Murdoch's case which went all the way to the Supreme Court under what's now called the “taxation without representation” lawsuit against his wife, along with sexual discrimination not only against her, but also against the local and state courts. And he won. This of course, set off MASSIVE lawsuits not only against the courts for discrimination, but also against all ex-wives who had custody of the children. Of course, this REALLY set off feminists and the fairy unicorns, which by the way, liberal snowflakes/SWJ (Social Warrior Justice) were called years ago. What was the death blow to these ex-wives was the first of many female looking androids called iMoms, which of course over a period of time were improved with later models. Women (single women and ex-wives) tried those called male android versions called iDads, iFriend or iCompanion with disastrous results....for them. These male versions CONTINUOUSLY had mental breakdowns because of the demands and expectations from these women that they simply could not fulfill. But I'm getting ahead of myself story wise.
So now, iMoms are being advertised on visual (formerly known as television) despite the efforts of fairy unicorns and religious thumpers. Now here I was 12 years old and just shy of being 13, so I considered myself being close to 14 and almost a man.....ESPECIALLY when I found HAIR growing down “there'”. As to my penis, I called it the 100% all beef thermometer, though at one point I had also called it the bald headed yogurt slinger or my one eyed trouser snake. Later, found my friends had called theirs The Anaconda, The Broom Stick, The General and Two Colonels, Joystick, Middle Leg, etc.
Of course, once we boys started developing sexually and got interested in girls, we wondered what they had “down there”. Now many parents would have restrictions placed on The Net so children wouldn't be able to see things parents thought was beyond their years of understanding. But even though magazines were pretty much a thing of the past, John-Boy (a boyhood friend) found a treasure trove of Playboy magazines (printed on paper?!) his Dad has stashed in the over hanging part used for storage in their two car garage. Which lead us to being REALLY confused.... I mean, why did some of the ladies have hair “down there”, while others didn't? Did some of these ladies some how go bald “down there”? And if so, why? And why did some have a lot of hair and some just a little? I remember a very old ad that said in part “curious minds want to know”. H*ll yes we wanted to know!
With all of us kids growing up not only with/around computers, many of us were used to building our own, though we couldn't access The Net due to restrictions placed on our access portal by our parents. But Peter (another boyhood friend) solved that one for us by finding out not only what his Dads password was, but put in an encrypted sub routine so he not only had his own password, but worked it so it NEVER came up when accessing the computer sign on screen OR show what he had been looking at. So he typed in the word sex and of course, various words for pornography came up. Right after that, he had that smug “I know something you don't know, I know something you don't know....and drove us guys crazy trying to figure out what it was because whatever it was, we KNEW it just HAD TO BE something REALLY important from the way he was acting....and now looking at girls. I mean, we were all looking at girls, but HIS look was A LOT different. Of course, we all wanted to know what he knew that we didn't, but in this case, it'd cost us a weeks allowance?! I mean, maybe 2 BB's (blue bucks, the currency which replaced the dollar) doesn't sound like much, but considering you could go to a movie, get a soda/popcorn and still have money for some snacks/sodas the rest of the week, he was asking quite a lot. What clinched this deal was Peter saying if any of us didn't feel like they got their money's worth, he wouldn't charge us. Oh yeah, we were in and NOT disappointed either!
Of course we were not only REALLY REALLY shocked when we saw two adults doing it, but the size of the mans one eye trouser mouse. Which got us to thinking how small ours were and all we could hope for was it to grow bigger...A LOT bigger! We were also surprised in wondering why the woman didn't scream in pain or something from some-thing that large entering her body, but apparently she liked it. Immediately after watching 5 minutes of this, Peter turns off the connection?! MAJOR groans from all of us. Then of course, we wanted to know HOW he was able to watch this WITHOUT his parents knowing. He wouldn't tell us, but said for TEN blue bucks EACH, he'd go to our homes and bypass everything for us. Now my group of friends were known as The Six Pack because when you saw one of us, you'd find the other five. We did a lot of begging/pleading, reminding him we've been friends all our lives, etc....to no avail of course. Thing is, Bruce didn't get an allowance from his folks and Peter said he while has absolute trust in The Supreme Being, all others would pay cash...in advance?!
Boy, talk about a forbidden fruit not to be eaten....we were going to gobble it down! Suddenly the 5 of us are looking for any kind of job that paid basically ANYTHING. Wash cars/windows on your home, mow the lawn, etc. Adding to this was Peter telling us he wanted us to pay him as a group. Which meant we all kicked in money to pay Bruce's share when he came up short. When I got access (which seemed like FOR-EVER), didn't go out much those first few weeks, maybe a month at which time Mom wondered if I was sick as I spending so much time in my bedroom instead of being outside with my friends like I used to. She even took me to the doctor TWICE, thinking there was something wrong with me. When nothing was found to be wrong, she put her foot down and said being indoors all the time is not good for a young, active boy...GET OUTSIDE AND STAY OUTSIDE until it's time for supper! And yeah, everyone elses Mom did the same thing to them. Boys being boys we started swapping stories on what we'd seen and of course, where to see them.
Then came the day we first saw HER....I mean our first, real “live” iMom. Her name was Bridgette and was selling for 8,000 blue bucks which while a lot of money, it was cheaper than a new car or about the price of a really good car in really good condition. It was at Michael's and all we could do was simply stare at her and try NOT to obviously drool. She was in a box with a clear plastic front and dressed in what's called a French maids outfit, all in black and white clothing which was short and ALMOST revealing. What REALLY got our attention were the words ANATOMICALLY CORRECT printed on the box!? And of course, we KNEW what that meant by now. But 8,000 blue bucks?! We'd be a hundred years old mowing lawns, etc. before we'd EVER have that kind of money saved. Well, we thought we'd seen it all, but right around the corner from her, there were FOUR MORE iMoms, but different races and of course, outfits. There was Isabella, a Mexican looking iMom, but she didn't look ANYTHING like Dwayne's mom. She was covered in what we found out to be a mariachi with NO sleeves, LOW top and SHORT lower part which showed A LOT of leg, but of course, not everything....and yeah, each of us tried bending down on each of 'em, you know to see if they were REALLY anatomically correct. Boogers and snot...couldn't see anything of course, though not thru lack of trying. Then there was Kiara, a black iMom wearing nothing but a top made of “leopard” fur and a “skirt” also made of the same material which started at her hips and ending about 6 inches above her knees. Last was Jasmine, a Japanese iMom, wearing what we found out was a kimono, but the sexy kind. You know, the kind that ended just WAY above her knees, but had a slit on BOTH SIDES of her skirt, showing just a little bit of the top of her nylons...and of course nice, tight and a bit opened where it looked like her rockets would simply pop out at ANY kind of movement. Bottom line was NONE of these iMoms looked like ANYTHING like our moms or moms we've seen at school, though there were a couple of teachers we had looked at more than once if you know what I mean. We FINALLY got to reading some of the information on the boxes and found out you could order different breast and hip sizes, along with different styles and colors of hair and eyes, along with additional outfits were available, of course at an additional cost(s). Now at the time, these were the BASIC models, programmed for cleaning and of course, sex. We read what they could do from the information on the box. Additional programs were available at additional cost of course such as driving. We went back to Michael's more than once to see this stock being shown for a couple of weeks, then they started selling with not only the same replacements coming in, but then new and different stock being offered. Now the only time we could actually go to Michael's was Saturday and of course we ended up only being able to look at awe at all of them (now 3 dozen different models) for a few minutes because word had gotten around to other boys, with up to a hundred of us now heading for that one section of Michael's. And got shooed away by the salesman because the adults (male) wanted to look at them too. Most of us went back to mowing lawns, etc. because it gave us extra spending money on top of our allowance, that is, those who like me got one though not with the intensity we originally had.
Remember Peter, our pal who got us access to adult content on The Net? His dad was the first father to buy one. Once again, he had that “I know something you don't” look and smile on his face which drove us crazy for about a month. And once again, when he called us to come over to his place, we were going to be charged 5 blue bucks with the offer of a refund if we weren't satisfied with what he was going to see....and we had to pay as a group. Those who hadn't been working like we had, suddenly said hello to their lawn mowers, etc. We went to his place on Sunday because his dad had taken off for a fishing/camping trip for the weekend, his mom was big into doing church work, then had to her weekly grocery shopping, followed by window shopping at the mall with her church/girlfriends, with her being gone for at least FIVE HOURS!? Well, when we showed up and invited in, we saw her and thought at first they had hired a maid to help his mom out around the house, though we always thought they (maids) worked only Monday thru Friday. He called out to Mimi (the name his dad had given her), who came walking in. Peter said this is Mimi, whose body is based on a slightly younger version of some long dead actress called Mimi Rogers, though she looked like she was in her early 30's. When he said those words “whose body”, we realized we were looking at an actual iMom OUT OF THE BOX AND WALKING RIGHT TOWARDS US! Now she wasn't dressed like the iMoms we had seen at Michael's...you know, short skirts, etc. but a 2 piece outfit which was very loose, with the skirt part ending just above her ankles. Still, it was an iMom, but worth 5 blue bucks? Not hardly.....until Peter told her to open her blouse AND remove her bra?! She did so without hesitation and wiggled her upper torso when told to. It was poetry in motion seeing them breasts jiggling like they did. What really clinched the deal making it worth 5 blue bucks when he had her lift up her skirt to slightly above her waist and saw our first real set of panties. Yeah, our sisters and moms had panties & bra's which we'd seen in the laundry bins with our clothes, but it was NOT the same thing, believe me. We got our money's worth that day when he had her get naked and dance like a belly dancer to some music for about 3 minutes he played on the computer in the livingroom. We just stood there slack jawed, until she quit dancing and Peter had her get dressed once again. We groaned when this started happening, but we watch even so. At least we now knew what a girl wore and not only that, how it came off and back on.
Of course, we wanted to know how his mom reacted to having an iMom in the house and what did his dad think of him having Mimi dance? His mom was all against it, thinking his dad was trying to replace her, until he had Mimi start cleaning the place up, then cooking a meal for all of them. Then informing her she'd have more time for herself including doing more church work and spreading the word of Christ. His mom liked the idea of not having to get up early in the morning to fix breakfast for his dad, Peter, his 2 sisters along with making lunches each evening for all of them to take during the week. No more arguments about keeping their rooms clean/picked up because Mimi did all of this after receiving instructions on what needed to be done from his mom. Laundry piling up? Thing of the past along with it being ironed and put away. Well, we were impressed but said there's NO WAY your folks would allow you to having Mimi do what she did for us and he replied the remote was easy enough to hack WHEN you know how to do this. Besides, I put in a sub routine that only I can access. And by the way, she's VERY friendly to me if you know what I mean and casually put his hand on her right buttock and squeezes it! Shocked us when she moaned, saying Peter definitely knew how to treat a woman?! Yeah, we figured out real quick he must have had her watching porn AND doing it with her. In his dad's excitement to show it off to his wife, he left the remote for it in the livingroom. Why? His mom got mad at his dad for buying such an “stupidly blowing hard earned blue bucks on such an abominable Frankenstein type contraption”, with the 3 of them (dad, mom and Mimi) going to the kitchen to have what his mom said was an “adult only, meaningful discussion”. Peter was really puffed up about all this and even showed us how to set the remote up for “other, undisclosed usage”.
Suddenly we all KNEW we desperately needed an iMom in our home...and thinking of ways of some how getting 8,000 blue bucks to buy one. To help our mothers like Peter's iMom was doing in his place of course. Oh yeah....if you're wondering, girls suddenly became uninteresting to all of us. Why? We no longer wanted to spend money on them such as taking them to the 3D theaters, paying for their tickets, snacks, etc.....and getting nothing in return! I mean, the best I ever did with Lucille was getting a quick smooch on her cheek. And only reason I got that far was she wasn't excepting it and naturally I got quite a scolding from her about this. You know, being sexually aggressive, Neanderthal thinking kind of thing and she wasn't that kind of girl, etc. And we'd been going out for 6 months, with me spending a lot of my lawn mowing, etc. money during this time. But if our folks would bring an iMom into our household.....
Sold my Xbox 7, along with 15 games for 200 blue bucks. I'd of gotten more, but the Xbox 10 had been out for about a year which had 3D ability which meant no viewer (new term for tv's) needed. Well, all of us are busy cutting lawns, etc. and that's when I went into the recycling business. That is, instead of giving our recyclable material to Waste Management, I set up separate piles of recyclable materials, then started hitting the neighbors recycling bins before its collection day which lead me to expanding my operations for about a mile from our house. The only problem was mom and dad insisting that my recycling area only get so big, so down to the recycling area with a wagon full of stuff. It wasn't much, but it was adding up bit by bit. My folks wondered why I had gotten so industrious and I told them I finally understood what they meant by saving for a rainy day and having a good, hard work ethic. That is, unless they wanted me to go back to blowing my money like I had been. They didn't and were quite proud of my change of attitude towards life. And I wasn't about to put my money in some bank, especially after the so many banks went bankrupt and many people lost their life savings so many years ago. Which was why we went from green backs to blue bucks in what is now called The 2nd Great Depression.
--------------- Part 2 is 5 pages and should be done in a couple of days and conclude chapter 1. And no, don't know if I'll write another chapter on how droids enter society such as at the work place and military for examples. And let's not forget LEGAL brothels for those who don't have the blue bucks to buy a new/used iMom or interest in buying one.
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Post by papaof2 on Apr 17, 2019 18:14:36 GMT -6
Since they're called "iMoms", did Apple have any part in their development? If so, I wouldn't want want in my house as their firmware would be untrustworthy for at least the first 15 releases - and release 16 would require a 2000BB upgrade to the hardware...
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Apr 17, 2019 20:15:28 GMT -6
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Post by willc453 on Apr 17, 2019 20:15:28 GMT -6
Uuhhh....No. No Apple involvement at all. As it is, thinking of writing how Apple AND Microsoft almost went out of business because both thought they were too big to fail ala Sears, Kmart, etc. Remember, all of this takes place some unstated time in the future. Think of the technological developments in the last 80 years alone for example. iMoms were a collaboration of two companies which I think I'll add to the 2nd part and yes, I know who those two are and some of you may be familiar with them and it ain't IBM either. And yes, there was a least ONE bug that had to be quickly fixed, something again to add to in part 2.
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Post by papaof2 on Apr 17, 2019 20:41:16 GMT -6
Knowing the companies is key. I'd like to go back in time to 1943 and convince my maternal grandfather that he'd be doing a good thing for me if he bought stock in this little company in Texas that made electrical meters ;-)
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Apr 17, 2019 21:46:55 GMT -6
Post by 9idrr on Apr 17, 2019 21:46:55 GMT -6
My guess is that I'll have bit the dust before these iMoms hit the market.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 17, 2019 23:40:01 GMT -6
Maybe...maybe not. Look at what the space race brought us in the 60's. How massive IBM computers were between at first using cards to read a program in, then tape drives and of course the computers used on the various Apollo missions can now be done on a $10 watch/calculator. Same way with IBM when it poo pooed the idea of everyone having a computer in their home. Hello Apple.
Came back to the states in '74 after being stationed at Albrook AFB, Panama and found myself stationed at Sunnyvale AFS, Calif. which just down the road from NAS Moffett. This is when I saw my first electronic (NOT led)calculator and remember being stunned by seeing something like this. Think it was something like 6" long, 4" wide? What shocked the living hell out of me was the price: THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS?! Think my take home pay at the time was something like $200 or so every 2 weeks. I looked it up and found it to be $413.10 A MONTH but don't know if that's after taxes or not. Too rich for me. Now you can buy an engineers calculator for $1 at Dollar Tree.
Look at what cell phones can do now. I remember seeing my first "portable" phone around '84/'85(?)with a guy talking on it....it was the size of a WW 2 walkie talkie. Look at cameras...bye bye 35mm cameras being sold except used now, because digital ones have taken over the marker and who'd of thought Kodak would go out of business? Especially since they were the first ones to actually produce a digital camera, but their mucky mucks never saw a future for them as people have always used film and they will continue always using film. For serious photography (mainly macro shots of my plastic models), go to 1 of my 4 Canon cameras and still working on justifying buying an F-1. My first Canon (an FTB) I bought in Panama before leaving and believe me, I did A LOT of haggling with the owner about it, a telephoto lens and leather camera bag (which I still have). Think it cost me something like $300-$400 which was a lot better than the $600 he originally wanted. But at least Fuji still makes different speeds, etc. of 35mm film.
3D printers...who'd of thought of them even 20 years ago? From what I understand, they're trying them out to make food on the space station and saw a couple of videos on Youtube about sending a bunch of 'em to Mars to build habitats out of the Martian dust. Also hearing where they may be making organic body parts like a heart with NO rejection by the body getting it.
Bottom line: what sound like some good story to read or a bit of science fiction today, may be reality tomorrow.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 19, 2019 8:27:33 GMT -6
iMoms Chapter 1, part 2
I, along with basically all the guys, quit going over to Peter's because we were so jealous because he had Mimi and we didn't. As for girls, they started going crazy because we weren't chasing them like we had been before seeing the iMoms and of course, ESPECIALLY after seeing Mimi. Lucille came around to see me twice while at school, hinting there was a movie she wanted to see...and stood there dumb founded when I said no thanks, I'm saving my money for something REALLY important and simply walked away. She had no idea how to respond to that one. I was surprised and a bit shocked when a week later, she comes up behind me and takes my hand, saying she had been thinking of me and wondering how I was doing. Before, it seemed a big deal to her if I even held her hand and now she's reached out to hold mine? So as we're walking to our next class, she asks what I've been so busy with that I didn't want to take her to the theater. Told her that Christmas was coming up and with any luck and hard work, I'll be able to buy something special for someone special. Of course, I didn't want to say what it was or for whom, but would you believe it, she thought I was working to buy her something for Christmas?! Talk about a girls/womans ego at work. So I thought let's see how far she'll go with the thought of something hideously expensive coming her way for Christmas, so I put my right arm on her right hip and squeezed it with my hand. She let out a gasp, but didn't slap me, tell me I was Neanderthal, etc. After school was out, she came RUNNING to me and calling out my name, so of course I stopped. And once again, my right arm not only went on her right hip, she not only put her right hand on top of mine, but I actually got her to kiss me! Reminded her how she thought I was such a Neanderthal, etc. that one time I tried to kiss her and if she was serious about us being together, she'd kiss me. She kind of really gasped on that one, so I said see ya later and went to move away. She reached out for me and actually placed my hand back on her hip and then kissed me on the cheek?! I said not good enough...you missed the target and after a few seconds of hesitation, got my first kiss on my lips from a girl AND IT WAS GOOOOD!
Well, I ended up buying a couple of tickets to the theater, but once again when I took her to what used to be called The Passion Pit in olden days. You know, up in the very back of the theater and on the 2nd balcony. Thing is, the seats had arm rests to hold soda/popcorn, but could also be pulled up so they were out of the way. Believe me, they went up right off the bat with the two of us sitting with our thighs VERY close together. And I tried, believe me I tried. I couldn't even get to 5th base or what ever it was called back in olden days. Today we call it the 1st mod. Well, I got all of ONE kiss and then it was do you mind, I want to watch the movie AND actually moved over 1 seat, taking her soda pop and OUR popcorn with her?! I got up and left, with her not realizing I had left until later. Some really hard earned blue bucks gone for nothing. She called me just before I got home, asking what happened and told her I was feeling ill. You know what she said? She was sorry and hoped I felt better the next day and NEVER even thanked me for the movie, soda and popcorn! I was now learning that girls (and later, women) the meaning of that they were high maintenance items. Which is why iMoms became so popular among men, single or married.
Now Lucille never called me a 2nd time to see how I was doing being “ill” over the weekend so when we met in the hallway at school, I was a bit cool towards her. Once again, she was surprised when I didn't put my arm around her waist and after a bit of hesitation on her part, she reached for my arm to put it around her waist and kept her hand on top of mine. Then she wondered if I'd give her just a hint of what the surprise was I was buying for “that someone special” this coming Christmas. She wasn't happy when I said no. I could see she wasn't happy being bluntly told and maybe she figured if she'd try coaxing it out of me. Once again, I said no because if I told her, how could it be a surprise. Besides, I didn't think we were joined (term for going together as a couple) after our last date as she never even called me over the weekend to see how I was doing after being ill. I could see she was getting mad, but she said it didn't sound like I was dying when she spoke to me and she's sorry now that she didn't. Yeah, right. I decided to push it, just to see what lengths she'd go to to find out what that “something special” thing was, so I said apparently you're not really interested in me, because we're not even at heat (latest term for kissing), so I'm vaporizing (leaving) and went to pull away from her. She says well, if it's THAT important to you and kisses me on the cheek?! I said forget it as it's apparent you're not serious about heat in our relationship. She hesitated, then kissed me on the lips and said rather crossly, satisfied? I said no, do it again, but make it last longer and when she did, stuck my tongue in her mouth while holding the back of her head with one hand so she couldn't pull back. Of course, others saw this with the guys hooting and hollering. She finally yanked her head back and said I was such an animal doing this to her in public and didn't want to see me again. Ever. What really raised her anger was when I said okay, as I've had better and left her and everyone else there who had seen our kissing, stunned. She was back just over a week later, this time telling me I should of given her some sort of warning ahead of time as she had her reputation to consider. Well, it was our 3rd trip to the theater she sat on my lap and we started flaming (making out). She said I was like some genetically altered octopus with 16 tentacles. On the 4th theater showing, got to actually fondle her rockets (breasts) and my hand on her launch pad (vagina) even though it was on top of her dress. She wanted to go out more often not to just the theater, but buy her lunch at school, something to eat at the local quick food mart (fast food place), but quickly realized every blue buck I spent meant less chance of buying that special something for someone special.
Well, when Christmas rolled around we BOTH got a surprise. Considering how we were flaming whenever I could with her, I did buy her a silver pendant with a bit of turquoise in it. This was NOT what she expected, but when I gave it to her, I really didn't care. Why? Dad bought mom an iMom for Christmas! Boy, we were all stunned. By we, I meant me, mom and my 3 sisters. Dad had bought Maria, the Latina looking iMom who of course was dressed like a maid in black and white clothing, including a hat looking thing. Clothing was loose/baggy and right down to her ankles. But oh boy, she was a LOOKER! Mom was stunned at first then hit orbit right off the bat telling dad that she thought “this thing” was here to replace her! Well, they went to the kitchen to “have a meaningful ADULT discussion on this matter, which was fine with me because dad left the remote on the coffee table! Well, my sisters were busy blah blahing away while opening their presents which gave me time to get the remote and enter that undetectable routine that Peter had shown us a few months ago! I had no sooner done this and putting it on the coffee table when dad comes back and says hey, that is NOT a toy. It is a VERY expensive piece of electronic equipment and I don't want you monkeying around with it. I simply said yes sir, with him and Maria going to the kitchen. Well, long story short, Mom got to liking Maria, especially since she didn't have to nag me in cleaning up my room which I always thought was grotesquely unfair as she NEVER got on the girls about theirs AND the messes with all their stuff in the bathroom we shared. Then there was the laundry, having the place dusted/vacuumed every day, etc. About 2 months later, mom announces they had a surprise for us. How about she was pregnant?! Yep, ended up with a little brother a few months down the road. Thing is, us kids knew things were tense between mom and dad for the past couple of years, but didn't know why and yes, we wondered between us if we were the cause of it. But with mom not doing anywhere near the work she had been doing with Selma around, she now had time for herself while we were in school.
It took a few weeks before the remote was available and in my hands, at which time I added to my sub routine so that Maria would respond to my VERBAL commands so the remote was no longer needed. Then came the day WE were ALL alone. Sisters had taken off for some hibernating (slumber) party which started Friday night. Mom was helping a friend with her daughters wedding rehearsal and it was dads poker night at some friends house and he had just left. Thing is, he thought he'd hidden the remote just in case I had decided to “try it out”. He forgot Maria was able to locate her remote with no trouble and showed me his hiding place. Now, not knowing what she could/couldn't do, first thing was about her body. (curious minds want to know) She replied that she was ANOTOMICALLY CORRECT!!! YES! YES! YES! YES! AND had been given basic sexual act programs with the ability of course doing things the way her owner wanted it done! MANY more yes's. Since she was wearing a loose fitting gown of sorts, that was the first to go and when I saw her standing there with just her maids hat, panties, bra and sandals, thought I was going to stand in awe of her beauty for hours. But then realized I didn't have all day. Strange, but I was hesitant in touching her until I kind of croaked out if I could touch her. Talk about true happiness when she said if that's what pleased me, as she was here to OBEY MY EVERY COMMAND as long as it didn't violate the 3 robotic laws. Well, I reached to touch her and surprised she was warm. Later on, did some research and found out ALL the basic models had heaters built in them to simulate a humans body warmth.
Now you may be shocked at what I'm about to tell you, but later on I did some research and found out there were these things called sex dolls. Now I know it's hard to believe, but think of something like iMoms, but NO A.I., movement, INTELLIGENT vocal feedback, etc. Not only did you have to physically move them into desired positions where they remained in that position until you moved them again, you had to clean out the 3 SILICON “sexual” receptacles (depending on which one you used) when you were done with it?! Yeah, things had gotten so bad with women's attitudes towards men, that HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of these dolls were bought by men each year who preferred a large piece of silicone over a womans body. Which of course, REALLY infuriated women and many tried getting them banned?! Saying it would lead to a pathological attitude towards women as in not viewing them as people. Once they (men) had sex with these sex dolls, rape would increase and of course, there were those with religious beliefs. I remember that part in the bible about it being a sin doing it with your hand, but nothing about a silicon sex doll...and certainly not about iMoms. Which proved what hypocrites women really are. What am I talking about? How about women using things called dildos back then (called wankers for some reason today) for their OWN sexual gratification? There were no massive male demonstrations against women using these things for their sexual gratification. And believe me, they came in all different sizes and not only manually operated, but battery and electrical. Don't believe me, look it up for yourself.
With radicalized feminism, there came major back lash by men who started what was soon to be called red pill men. Red pill men REFUSED to put up with the hypocritical attitude of women towards men and now, had no interest in marriage. Which was because of men being “raped” by women when it came to getting divorced by the judicial system of which I have already written about. Women became something that was to be “pumped & dumped” (as it was called back then) that is, to only have sex with a woman several times max and making sure birth control procedures (condoms aka penis chokers/baby blockers) so there was NO WAY a woman could claim the child she was carrying was his. A few women did try taking the man to court for child support, medical bills, etc. but those men fought and demanded DNA be done on him, the woman and child. Suddenly the woman was being charged with slander, fraud, the mans legal fee's and other charges when it was proven that child was not that mans. As for the other type of men, they were called blue pill takers, meaning they'd do whatever a woman wanted to get and keep her attention. And of course, basically begging to have sex with her. Later, these “men” were called simps or eunuchs even though they still had testicles. Then there were women who thought they could have it all including what was then called “riding the c*ck carousel”. Many took care they didn't get pregnant while others did not. But as they got older (starting in their 30's & 40's) they wanted a husband and children. But by then, MEN had gotten wise to the ways of women and REFUSED to have anything to do with them other than pump & dump 'em. Thank the Almighty for iMoms bringing sanity to men and MAKING women realize that men DIDN'T need them for sex anymore. That a man now got his sexual gratification when HE wanted it, any time, any where (within reason), any way and if he wanted companionship, he got a dog. And if wondering, simps/eunuchs NEVER had a dog as a companion, but a cat, the favorite pet of ALL women which tells you a lot about them.
But I digress about my first time alone with Maria. Later on, did some research on her and find out she also was a former, but now long dead, famous actress named Salma Hayek, which led me to watching her in that vampire movie From Dusk Till Dawn. I thought at first Maria was kind of old, you know, somewhere in her 30's, but I will say this: she was in PRIME physical condition, especially when she let her black, raven colored hair down from under her maids hat which reached to her shoulders. And yes, I had her dancing/moving like Salma did in her movie and later, belly dancing with some veils. Now I REALLY wanted to touch and jiggle her rockets, but I was scared. What if she not only said no, but she'd also tell mom/dad about this and/or having her remove all her clothing?! I questioned her about this and unless specially asked, she would not say anything. I made it so she would never tell anyone what we were doing or going to do because it would hurt my psyche and cause me grievous mental problems and public embarrassment. Good bye panties which unlike Moms/sisters that I had seen in the laundry room (grungy gray/off white w/stains?!), hers were pristine and perfectly white, just like her bra.
Now back then, iMoms were NOT lightweight like they are today. I mean, I had her on a scale and found out she weighed just over 200 pounds. The latest models with the new plastics and metals available, weigh between 90 and 120 pounds, something a man can pick up and carry to the bedroom or where ever. Well, as you might of figured out, she and I “joined” if you will, 3 times in the 4 hours we were together. I'd of gone for a 4th time, but I only had maybe 45 minutes left before mom came home and Maria had to get back to her recharging system. As it was, she reminded that her “orifices” needed to be cleaned and sanitized for any possible future use. I followed her (her still being naked) to the bathroom where she sanitized herself which was interesting, then had her dress, then back to the charging system while I hurriedly placed the remote (which I no longer needed) back in its hiding place. Mom came home maybe 20 minutes later and happy to see Maria had done fine job....and me too. Now the early models while having A.I., there was a limit to its memory. So I'd download porn from The Net onto a nail drive, then load it into her memory bank. Once she knew what I wanted us to do, we'd do it and afterwards remove the nail drive and wipe that portion of memory from her data bank as dad bought some programs for her such as cooking, working on the car, plumbing, etc. Remember those blue bucks I had been saving? Bought another memory chip (500 blue bucks) which doubled her memory and enabled me so she'd always remember what I liked and had NO trouble performing for me like belly dancing, sexual positions, etc. Oh, let's not forget her other abilities and limitations either. Of course, I removed that chip when I was done, keeping it in a VERY safe place in my room with Maria having NO knowledge afterwards of it ever being there.
She helped all us kids with our homework...at least for awhile, till Mom found out about it. You see, that was one of Selma's free, optional programs that dad had gotten installed before bringing her home. Instead of mainly C's and sometimes B's, all of us were getting now getting straight A's. And it wasn't just us, it was other kids whose parents who had bought iMoms. Yeah, Selma was doing our homework. She'd scan our school books and when we had homework, she'd read them, then later either write out the answers to them the same way we wrote things or had them printed. The problem was we got lazy and didn't even bother looking at our books/homework assignments. I mean, why bother with Selma there? That was till the day Mom DEMANDED we do our homework on the kitchen table when we came home instead of normally running up to our rooms and waiting for Selma to see us and do it for us. Uh oh....we TRIED convincing mom we were just having a bad day...but 10 school days in a row? Suddenly when we called for Selma's help she wouldn't because mom told her not to?! Selma repeated what mom told her: that doing our homework, it was detrimental to our well being and maturing. Suddenly we (along with other kids) started getting D's and a few F's, along with ALL our A grades being downgraded to C-'s?! The only thing “good” about all of this was allowing Maria to help us with our homework, but only when she was there with us in the kitchen.
Now you might think iMoms were perfect running machines once they were released....not quite. When it all first began research wise, there were 2 companies working on A.I.: U.S. Robots and Mechanical Men, Inc. and Hyperdyne Systems. Apple, IBM and Microsoft weren't even close to what these 2 companies were doing. Soon there was a race between both companies to develop A.I. to its full potential, but the costs of developing A.I. was astronomical with both companies almost going bankrupt. This was when both companies decided to become one company and eventually known simply as Hyperdyne. One of the problems with making iMoms was pressure feed back, specifically feel. For examples, an egg needed to be cracked so it could be cooked. More than one egg was crushed by the prototypes in simply picking it up. Other examples are opening a stuck jar lid with the lid and container being destroyed, ripping off a cars door handle when opening it or the doors armrest when closing that door. Unfortunately, a Chinese company (now long out of business) decided to skip on quality control AND materials used on the sensing servos which gave feedback to the A.I. Fortunately, no one was killed, but...accidents DID happen. Six men had their pelvises crushed while having sex with their iMom. Seems these men liked their iMom to have their legs quite tight and inside the mens thighs. Thing is, the last command they had given was “oh baby, REALLY tighten your legs around me” which iMom did. BUT the feed back senors should of told the iMom it was exceeding the pressure limit of the human pelvis. Of course, when the men started screaming in pain, the iMom immediately released all pressure on the pelvis and recognizing the man was in pain, called for emergency services to those residences. What was also quite popular with some iMoms was its 8” tongue (special order of course) being used for sexual purposes with most of it retracted when not in use for sexual purposes. It was also VERY flexible and able to curl itself around a man's “pulse rifle aka tube launcher” if you will, while extending/retracting it at different speeds depending on the commands it was being given. But due once again to those faulty sensors things went bad. REAL bad. The men would say faster and/or tighter with iMom obeying. Suddenly the metallic mesh tongue (covered in artificial flesh like “plastic”) would suddenly clamp on the mans “pulse rifle aka tube launcher” while at the same time moving the tongue in and out of its mouth as fast as possible (which was VERY quick) with some men getting 2nd and in 2 cases, 3rd degree burns down there. Fortunately none of the men had their “pulse rifles aka tube launchers” forcefully removed from their body. Another man lost hearing in his right ear when he told his iMom he liked being kissed, then sticking her tongue into it. Once again, a bad servo didn't tell iMom she should only go so far with her tongue. The problem with these iMoms were quickly identified with the correct sensors replaced free of charge and the company giving away some free programs to those with defective iMoms which were easily identified due to each iMom having a serial number.
Of course, women/religious nuts once again started raising h*ll about all of this, saying it de-humanitized women, sexist, racist, an abomination before The Almighty, etc. Men ignored them and the sales of iMoms kept rising with each passing month. Well, with Maria now being home AND available, I learned A LOT about sex. It was also driving me crazy because I wanted her 4-5 times a day and that simply wasn't happening until I thought it over. Mom/Dads bedrooms were at the end of the hall, next to them was my 2 sisters bedroom, then my oldest, younger sisters bedroom, then mine which was at the top of the stairs and next to the bathroom which us kids used while mom/dad had their own and of course, the one downstairs. Usually everyone was in bed/asleep by 11pm, but Maria would be commanded as part of a sub routine to go to my room at 1am, where I enjoyed her company for up to 4 hours. I was NOT getting much sleep as you may imagine. Now with iMoms, they were also self lubricating, using regular baby oil which you could buy anywhere. Believe me, I always made sure I had at least 3 bottles stashed away in my bedroom. And after we were done every 2 visits, I made sure she was filled to capacity just in case we had time for each other. Yes, I was in love with Maria. Now some men went public telling how they felt about their iMoms and once again there was a lot of screaming from women about this because how could a man love A MACHINE when everyone “knew” the perfect living, breathing companion was a woman. Men fought back this time, with public demonstrations AND bringing their iMoms with them. Knowing they were losing control of the opposite sex, women became VIOLENT against the iMoms in these demonstrations, with many women now being arrested, charged and sentenced to jail, along with having to pay for the cost of the damages they did to these iMoms.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDLLXUaqZxg
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YpzN8wih8Jk
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 19, 2019 21:05:06 GMT -6
Excellent stuff. I hope this one goes on for a long time.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 19, 2019 21:37:26 GMT -6
Don't know yet. Working on part 3 right now which SHOULD finish chapter 1. If I do continue with this story, it'll be chapter 3, 4, etc. with each chapter being a separate story, though still told by the guy in the 1st chapter. In the back of my mind, thinking of the effect that A.I. robots/androids would have on/in society as far as military, factories, immigration and cops. For example, A.I.'s started getting put in cars and would take control if you were driving recklessly. Deaths/accidents go WAY down, especially since the A.I.'s "talk" to each other. And the women...boy, are they REALLY p*ssed. Of course, will mention how male iMoms came on the market and have some names for them. Let me add that it may be awhile before I do a chapter 2 because I'm kind of/sort of working on the latest The Shadow chapter and haven't touched Tale of Two Brothers in several months.
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Post by texican on Apr 19, 2019 21:58:31 GMT -6
WillC,
It seems you must of had a repressed sexual adolescence like most teenage boys....
Texican....
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Post by spazzy on Apr 24, 2019 5:56:41 GMT -6
Is this related to Sci-fi Short Film "The iMOM" | Presented by DUST - YouTube? I mean that one is horror but still.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 24, 2019 7:19:48 GMT -6
Thanks for the reference, but no as I've never seen that DUST film. Will take a look for it now. It all started when Youtube came up with a recommendation on sex dolls of all things. Now, I'm 65 and the last time I remember seeing anything about those was those blow up dolls that'd be advertised in the back page of some mens magazines. What I remembered and saw on that video were TWO different things. Which led me to watching a few more till I saw the 10 minute movie titled Sex! With Hot Robots. Thought it was a good one, though didn't like/disagreed with the ending. Then started catching videos where these dolls were being called robots because they could talk and later on, had voice recognition when asked a question. Which I believe gave back pre-programed responses. Then there was that reboot of Battlestar Galactica with it's androids. To me, there's a difference between a robot and android. A robot will have the shape of a human....think of the robots in the Will Smith movie I, Robot vs those in Battlestar Galactica. Then there was (still is?) a series (I think) called Being Human where there's snippets about them (androids) on Youtube. That's when/where I thought of the iMom story but being told by a man in his late 20's when they came out when he was 13. Just started page 4 on chapter 3 and as far as continuing with other chapters, have been thinking about it. But if I do, it's going to be awhile as I want finish The Shadow story with chapter 35 now on page 8. Also want to finish Ben's time in that Colorado town in the 1800's, though I can always add chapters to his story at any time....it's just a case of finding the time. As it is, looking at Ben being a teacher in the 1950's when rock n roll was coming into being, along with being part of the Haight Asbury scene in Frisco, along with Woodstock in the 60's and it's free love, miniskirts, no bras, etc. I also have something like 14 other The Affected stories about people with different abilities, one who's a VERY, VERY bad person. Looking at having him stuck in a glass prison on the moon, far away from the Moon Dogs bases. Been mulling over another story that I may title The Hoarders, something someone came up in the plot discussion section of this website. It's about two old geezers who are wanna be inventors, one married, the other VERY happily not. They go around picking up free stuff like non-working washers, microwaves, tv's, etc. and attempt to invent things. They've been friends for a few decades, then the married guy disappears, with his friend going to look for him.
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Post by texican on Apr 24, 2019 10:55:35 GMT -6
WillC,
Good to see you posting....
Another chapter of the teenager and iMom would be gratefully devoured by the moar hounds....
Texican...
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Post by willc453 on Apr 24, 2019 11:36:59 GMT -6
Thanks. Just got done watching DUSTs iMom movie on Youtube. Made my comment afterwards...should be no trouble figuring my handle on that one. I liked it in the beginning, but not the ending. Made a suggestion to DUST they should do another iMom short movie, but have the ending being positive. Probably NOT going to happen as it would p*ss off too many women. There's also another iMom type movie I watched where the mother is trying to compete against a neighbor when it comes to running marathons, but loses each time....until she finds out her neighbor is actually an iMom when it suffers an injury to one of its legs while jogging. I keep thinking okay, this story's about done, but then think of something else to add to it. How about brothels LEGALLY being opened everywhere, which are staffed by iMoms and the sex film industry going out of business? And working with that teenagers (and friends) relationships with real girls. Then there's male versions of iMoms later being sold to women. Going to have A LOT of fun with that part.
----------------- An update: just saw this on Youtube and more possible story material:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=an6DRN4flZM
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Post by kaijafon on Apr 24, 2019 19:59:42 GMT -6
yeah, best for you to add a warning to this one. Never know when the kids are reading. Or bypassing parental controls.....
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Post by texican on Apr 24, 2019 20:52:01 GMT -6
yeah, best for you to add a warning to this one. Never know when the kids are reading. Or bypassing parental controls..... Most kids with any computer skills have over ridden the controls and watch everything that they shouldn't.... Texican....
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Post by spazzy on Apr 25, 2019 5:10:58 GMT -6
I just wish they would hurry up and start building these. LOL
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Post by willc453 on Apr 25, 2019 10:15:23 GMT -6
Yeah, that would be nice. No more nagging about leaving the toilet seat up, are those your socks on the bedroom floor, use a glass, DON'T drink directly from the milk carton, etc. In watching videos about sex dolls, found that there are 2 different types. One's made of silicon, the other is something called TPE? Silicon ones are more expensive, as in going for much as something like $15,000?! The internal metal skeletons ARE different in quality with the silicone ones being more pliable when it comes to posing it/articulation.
Looked online at prices via the video links and also found out that Amazon also sells the tpe and silicone sex dolls starting at $210+. These come with pre-made/measured measurements, though you can thru the factories, order breast/a$$ size. Some of these things make Dolly Parton look VERY flat chested ala Olive Oil. If I remember right, there's even a kind of Scarlet Johansen look alike. I almost bought one of Lara Croft, but then I've always been a gamer fan of hers, ESPECIALLY since her pixels got SSSSOOOO much better thru the years. A couple of times, saw full size figures of her on Ebay and made of fiberglass, but usually they'd run something like $3,000. In fact, when doing my otr bit, stopped at a museum in Metropolis, Illinois which is the home of Superman. Got 2 photos of me standing next to 2 different Lara's.
On page 6 of this story and mulling over the effect this will have on cougars. If you don't know what I'm taking about, look it up. Right now, writing about iMoms & brothels, along with ownership of famous women's faces that are now part of the public domain like a lot of movies/videos on Youtube. Imagine 2 women bringing their iCompanions to some party, with both of them dressed pretty much alike. One woman mistakes the other iCompanion as her iCompanion and her reaction when it REFUSES to obey her commands.
What happens to the older models of iMoms as better models are produced with better A.I., lighter in weight for examples. Will "just like new" used iMom businesses open up like used car lots being everywhere today? Along with famous women, how about guys wanting one of their ex-wife/girlfriend just to p*ss them off? Figure more than one guy who is now taking the red pill would get a lot of pleasure of ordering his iMom around, with it obeying his commands, ESPECIALLY when that ex is around.
Talked briefly about them being used with cops, but how about border control? What about women with multiple kids by multiple fathers? But right now, just want to finish the latest chapter.
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Post by papaof2 on Apr 25, 2019 14:13:46 GMT -6
Do the iMoms have "usage" counters, like the odometer on your car? (And that would probably be a count per orifice.) If you're buying a used "partner", you might want to know how many "miles" she (he) has left. Will the New Jersey used doll salesmen figure out a way to turn back that "odometer"?
Would the better models have interchangeable faces? Take off the wig, release the Dzus fasteners, pop off the silicone face and pop another one in place and put the wig back on to hide the seams. You might be limited by the skull size and shape, but all the faces in the "Pixie" line would be interchangeable, as would all the faces in the "Big Momma" line.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 25, 2019 15:46:57 GMT -6
Do the iMoms have "usage" counters, like the odometer on your car? (And that would probably be a count per orifice.) If you're buying a used "partner", you might want to know how many "miles" she (he) has left. Will the New Jersey used doll salesmen figure out a way to turn back that "odometer"? Would the better models have interchangeable faces? Take off the wig, release the Dzus fasteners, pop off the silicone face and pop another one in place and put the wig back on to hide the seams. You might be limited by the skull size and shape, but all the faces in the "Pixie" line would be interchangeable, as would all the faces in the "Big Momma" line. Interesting/thoughtful concepts/ideas. Thinking (for now) that iMoms/Companions would not only have serial numbers, but month/day/year of manufacture. As far as used iMoms, maybe a website which would show how many owners it's had? Like Car Fax or whatever it's called. Now these things are NOT indestructible, so they will show wear as the years go by or maybe by some accident. There are a lot of mechanics who work on older cars, i.e., those with no computer chips, etc. and others who restore them to factory new specs. The most expensive thing about iMoms/Companions will be its A.I. The chassis could be stripped of its skin, upgraded with new servos/wiring/computer chips or replacing ones that are wearing out/outdated. New "skin", face, hair, etc. could then added or install a replacement face like when it was first released. A lot of people are into collecting computers, gaming consoles, programs, etc. including playing them. Think of the car today vs a Model A with people thinking what "fun" it must of been when the Model A was state of the art. Instead of having the "skin" held in place by Dzus fasteners and covered by a wig, why not have a silicone that's memory based. Spray the area where pieces are joined, then a line will form where the two pieces are held in place. Replace/join the 2 "skin" pieces together, then hit it with a special spray. With it's memory, the "silicone" will become one piece once again. For example the "skin" from the shoulder to the finger tips could be one piece, the same way from the toes to the hip area.
Then there's something I might call mechism or botism. Remember Star Wars and the cantina where the bartender tells Luke no droids allowed? As far as parts go, that should be no trouble as there are plenty of aftermarket parts for cars as an example. Also would have the memory (but not its programing) of an iMom/Companion erased as I'm sure many of us would NOT like having other people know what we've been saying/doing out loud/privately with them. Maybe having to take it to a certified/ registered memory wiper?
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 25, 2019 20:42:12 GMT -6
Could this discussion be one of the reasons that this is my favorite story site?
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Post by willc453 on Apr 28, 2019 19:56:37 GMT -6
One of the things I like about this website and survivalist boards website was the readers feedback/ideas/suggestions. With papaof2's latest input, added more info about iMoms to the last chapter which is on page 8. Unless something drastic happens, it shouldn't be more than 10 pages long and that's the end of it. Just want to get The Shadow done, which hasn't been touched because I've been working on the iMoms story. Wanna tidy up Tale of Two Brothers and for example, started a story about Dwayne, Ben's brother and how he views Ben as to what he's done. This was actually being written up several years ago. Remember,he went for Ben when Ben had been captured by Hercules and his gold gloves and taken to see Selma in that prison....which is NOT base zeta by the way.
Keep thinking about The Hoarders....you know, 2 old geezers who like collecting free "junk" from Craigslist and inventing something out of it. And it just occurred to me....what if both of them had worked for Lockheed in its Skunk Works and maybe even at Area 51? Who knows what they might of seen/have knowledge of? How about BIOLOGICAL solar panels that are 98% effective in generating electricity? Or a modified snowmobile that has anti-gravity ability along with a form of a force field surrounding it while in the air? Of course, all new inventions have their problems and so do these. Think of 70 year old men with a 7 year olds mind set getting to play in some toy store without ANY adult supervision?
Started reading The Layover a day or so ago to help me remember what had happened from the beginning to the last chapter posted along with so many characters in it. WHEN (not IF) I start posting new chapters, the format's going to change in one, small detail. Since this is suppose to be a diary, there shouldn't be ANY space between Andy's entries. So you'll have 1 paragraph and below it, will be another, but with an indentation....same way just like my own entries are done. I THINK I still have it on some thumb drive somewhere on what Andy's life was like a week or so before he went to Portland. Deleted it from this story because I felt it didn't add anything to the story.
One thing I have learned in writing stories is to COMPLETE a story entirely before starting another. Hope to get at least 5 chapters written before submitting another on The Layover. This way I got some breathing room and NO, I will NOT be posting a new chapter every week. Probably every 2 weeks, maybe a month.
Any questions, any answers?
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 28, 2019 21:02:35 GMT -6
Are we there yet? Oh, you mean relevant questions! Is Andy ever gonna learn that he shouldn't necessarily trust women? I know most of us think of ourselves as chivalrous and all that good stuff, but I perceived that boy as bein' somewhat easily taken advantage of, repeatedly. Still, he's generally a pretty likable cuss. As for answers, mine are usually wrong, so don't copy off my test paper.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 28, 2019 22:23:44 GMT -6
Deep and I mean DEEP inside Andy, is a secret no one knows about. But MUCH later, it'll be reveled. Andy has something done to him as far as women go, once again totally unexpected, which is in one of the chapters I was writing up, but haven't completed. In one of the chapters here, Andy writes about what he went thru while at the girls apartment. Deals with a dream he had if that helps. Now some may think Andy's a really horny ol' geezer, but think of the women's he's actually slept with. Remember Helen, the girl who lived in the apartment above the girls and her offering herself to Andy? Yeah, he REALLY wanted to, but he has his own creed or standard of living. He's no saint by any means, but every time he gets tempted, he thinks of what if his sisters/nieces are put in the same position of having to offer themselves to some guy? Or guys who like abusing women simply because they can now? Because of his previous history, that's why he goes into the black as he says. Remember how he met Jennifer in the beginning? Oh, before I forget, in reading my story again, it takes place while Obama (boo/hiss)was president, so going to do my best to keep it there time wise. And yes, I know what happened to Biden (boo/hiss again), I just haven't written it up. Remember, Obama hauled a$$ when the terrorists started killing senators, etc. which was before the emp hit. Remember, tv, Youtube, etc. were ALL up and working till the emp hit.
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 29, 2019 19:59:57 GMT -6
Jeeze, man, you'd already had the hook set with what you'd written. Now I feel the gaff snaggin' me in the side. You've gotta finish Layover, or at least do more than drop a few crumbs like this. I'm just layin' there on the deck, floppin' around...
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