SciFi Writing Challenge for 500 Lush Coins!

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I had a go this morning. But the idea I had couldn't be expressed in 75 words to my satisfaction, so I made it into a micro instead.

Guess I'll need to rethink to enter this contest... 🤔

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I had a go this morning. But the idea I had couldn't be expressed in 75 words to my satisfaction, so I made it into a micro instead.

Guess I'll need to rethink to enter this contest... 🤔

Until you try, you don't realise just how important those extra 25 words are! 😳😈

Exiting hyperspace meant the usual disorientation, mixed with anticipation. Sigma-4 was the largest of the pleasure planets, each moon catering a different kink.

Course set for Nyx

Arousal spiked as she descended, traversing atmosphere, clouds, glaring neon, until docked.

Clothing forbidden, she wandered the hedonistic streets, pausing to watch a threesome. Her groan, when hands slid around her breasts, hard cock pressed into silky wetness, coalesced the crowd around them.

The watcher became the exhibit.

Unwanted Awareness

Pleasurebot 674 released the vacuum seal that kept her artificial skin held tight. The pale, bruised nano-flesh and blonde hair were covered in unsavory fluids. They were sent down the chute to be cleaned and recolored.

She slipped into the ebony skinsuit her next customer had ordered. 674 was a thing to be used, with all emotions programmed solely for the customer’s pleasure. She wondered, waiting alone on the fresh bedding, "Why am I crying?"

D-ZYR

The device on the table resembles a large pebble. I reach forward, eyeing the seller.

“Sure?” he warns. “Each use shortens your life by a week.”

Silence.

Inhale.

Contact.

My head flies back, mind a whirlwind of depraved desires. Devouring soaked pussies. Women sucking my cock. Bouncing on it. Gasping. Clawing skin. Spanking.

Climax upon glorious climax grip my brain, cooking synapses until I tear myself away, breathless, sweating… grinning.

“How much for your company?”

I may be wrong, but I don’t think I’m the only SciFi geek around here. 🤓🤖👽

Enjoying your stories!

To Cum Where No Man Has Cum Before

The cramped capsule roared into space. In orbit, they began to remove their suits. Frank’s stuck zipper led Denise to help. Noticing Frank’s obvious bulge, Denise’s mouth sucked and swallowed like a space meal. Control requested a health check because Frank’s vitals spiked as Denise’s mouth caught white semen bubbles suspended in air. Frank returned the favor for Denise. This first mutual space oral trip required the ground crew to clean up leftovers.

I so love Kimmi's micro challenges!

Thank you for organising these

The Last Goodbye

Nobody knows how they really look, just how familiar they feel: exactly like the loved one whom they seek to say goodbye.

“It has to be recent.”

“Yes.”

“This only works once.”

“Understood.”

“Just the hair, you take the brush. See you next weekend; pack light.”

***

“You smell, even taste the same.”

“I am the same, dear. Squeeze harder; you know I love it.”

“You moan just-”

“Shhh, let’s melt together… one last time.”

Daring Dimension of Pleasure

Eva shook from the overwhelming pleasure. By 2176, AI evolved into dynamic implants, heightening self-pleasure to escalating levels. Every climax surpassed the last. No complicated relationships or antiquated toys, simply the trigger of desire in one’s mind. 

Time-travel portals enticed pleasure seekers, most to the future. Eva daringly chose the past, aching for an unknown dimension.  Her body quaked at the penetration of his eyes, the feel of his cock, the euphoria of human connection.