1. Augmentations


    Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Science-Fiction, Body modification, Drug, Female Domination, Male/Female, Mind Control, Author: Drake Richards, Rating: 64.7, Source: sexstories.com

    A bit of a joke piece I drew up after a speaking to a few other writers. ------------------------------------- Ami drew in a long, hot breath, feeling the steam of the gym’s sauna fill her lungs. Sweat dripped from her body, pooling on top of her ample breasts and clinging to her hard, dark nipples underneath her loosely-fitting towel. Ami held the breath for a time, letting it swirl in her chest, then exhaled, letting it all out one molecule at a time. “Enjoying yourself?” she heard a man say as the sauna’s door opened. “You know it, Rick.” Ami responded. Rick sat across from her, a white towel wrapped around his waist. He had hung it low enough to show off every muscle on his body. “You seen my eight-pack?” Rick asked with a grin. Ami rolled her eyes. “Yes, Rick, you’ve shown it to everyone in the company. It’s very impressive, you should be very proud of your surgeon.” Rick furrowed his brow and leaned forward, levelling a finger at Ami. “Hey, these babies are real. No augs here?” “No shit?” “Yeah, check it out.” Ami shrugged and leaned forward, clutching the top of her towel with one hand. Her other arm reached out to feel Rick’s stomach, then suddenly curled into a fist and swung at the man. Rick let out a loud grunt of pain, causing Ami to raise her eyebrows at him. “Very schway, Rick. Why not just get aug’d ones?” Rick shrugged. “Too easy, won’t impress the ladies. Besides, doc says that any more augs and I’m past the legal limit.” “Bullshit!” Ami spouted between ...
    laughs. “The most you’ve got are standard-issue subdermals. You haven’t got an inch of metal anywhere on your skin!” Rick sneered at Ami and pulled out his arm, flexing it in front of her. The muscles rippled beneath his skin unnaturally, pulsing in a sinuous wave. “Wow,” Ami said, “real impressive. Muscle implants.” She began to clap slowly. Rick huffed, crossing his arms. “Like you’ve got any better. Let me guess: fake tits and a nose job?” “You’re half right, for once.” Ami pulled her towel down, revealing her large breasts to Rick. Her nipples stood on end, rock-hard in the steam, with water clinging to their tips. Rick nodded appreciatively. “That’s not all. Give ‘em a good squeeze.” Rick’s hands shot forward readily, grabbing Ami’s boobs roughly. Her own hands quickly shot up and grasped his, pulling them aside. “Not the nipples,” she explained. Rick gave her a curious look, and began to massage Ami roughly. His touch felt callused and hard, but her stomach tightened in excitement anyways. “Harder!” she commanded. Rick obliged, giving Ami’s tits one large squeeze, then shouted as two needle-thin spikes suddenly jutted out of her nipples. “Impressed?” Rick carefully withdrew his hands from Ami’s chest. “I didn’t know you had such tacky taste.” Ami’s eyes widened, and her mouth dropped. “What?” “Yeah. Needles? Come on Ami, even I’ve got better.” “Well, let’s see.” Rick grinned widely, leaned back onto the sauna wall, and opened his towel. “Oh my God!” Ami gasped. “What the ...
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