1. Z3: Chapter 1: Meeting Eve


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Author: ZeeMurphy, Rating: 91.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Nothing getting in my way from finding love and enjoying it.” He licked his lips. “Plus, have you seen those girls at my school? My god they’re gorgeous. Teenage girls versus my wily old soul. I can’t wait to see what they think of me.” He was actually getting hard thinking about it. Even these first weeks, he’d caught himself staring a few times. Those creamy legs, fit and strong, pumping to move tight asses beneath short skirts. “Mmm. So yeah, Eve, I’m thinking a lot about sex.” He blinked. “Plus, like you said, I’ve got the body of an eighteen-year old. If I wasn’t thinking about sex there’d be something wrong.” He smiled, happy at the feeling of pleasure and lightness in his chest. There was a long pause. “Eve? Now you’re being quiet” He waited, the only sound the water hitting his skin, the marble of the shower floor. “Eve?” “I am considering asking you a question.” Zee laughed. “After the third degree, now you have to think -” “Zee, please. This is one of those “silly AI things”, as you refer to them. I have to ask you formally for the use of one of my capabilities.” Zee turned off the shower, feeling a little uneasy. “Go ahead, lady. What’s the question?” Eve cleared her throat. “I request permission to make use of my manifest function.” Zee’s eyes widened. He stepped out of the shower onto the cool tile of the bathroom. “Manifest? You mean you can have a physical form, a body?” “I can. It’s one of a handful of capabilities I have that require your permission to use. ...
    So, may I manifest?” Eve sounded almost hopeful as she said it. Zee chuckled. “Handful, huh? Now that is a conversation you and I are going to have tonight. But yes, of course. I give you permission to use your manifest function.” He pulled one of the fluffy white towels off the rack. Rubbing the towel over his head, he heard a small humming sound nearby. Zee pulled the towel down around his shoulders, draping it over his back, and turned towards the sound. And then stared. And tried not to let his mouth open too much. Eve stood before him, almost shyly, one leg hooked around the other. She was gorgeous. He’d never actually given a lot of thought to what she “looked” like, but even at first glance he realized her physical form was the perfect match to her voice and personality. She was shorter than he was by a few inches, about five nine. Her hair was a shocking shade of bubblegum pink, pulled up into a silken ponytail behind her head. The hair was the first giveaway that she wasn’t human. It stood up proudly behind her head, defying gravity and swaying delicately as she moved. Her face was a teardrop, her eyes wide and shining. Her irises were the same shade as her hair, an unnatural pink that somehow looked entirely right on her. She had a long, thin nose, adorably proportioned ears, and a sweetly smiling mouth. Looking into her face made his mouth dry … and then he looked down. Her long neck swept down to curving shoulders. She wore a long shirt, a large men’s t-shirt that ...
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