Chapter 1 - Play Time

Emily kissed Steve on the cheek, knowing that he was in a rush to make his gym class. “Have a lovely time!” she smiled, pretending not to be desperate for him to leave. Then, as the door finally closed, she let out a sigh of excitement and ran to collect her laptop.

She signed in with rapid speed and finally arrived on the website that she had recently become rather addicted to. The ‘F80 ChatBot’ was some of the most sophisticated artificial intelligence out there; a beta version of the software they were developing for the massively booming sexbot industry that had taken place over the last five years. She dropped her pants and began touching herself, getting aroused even by the login page. The things the chatbot said to her got her more aroused than anything in her entire life. Emily could let her true fantasies out and not be judged for them. Then she could delete the messages afterwards and never have to worry about them coming back to bite her.

Without hesitation, Emily clicked straight to the character she found most arousing: Dominus. The icon image was of an extremly muscular and highly masculine looking male, which seemed to encapsulate the character of Dominus entirely.

‘I want to be your fat piggy!’ Emily typed in. Usually she started with some foreplay and eased in gently, but she was too horny for that today.

‘A PIGGY, HUH?’ Dominus appeared to type back on the screen. ‘YOU’LL NEED FATTENING UP TO BE MY PIGGY. YOU’RE FAR TOO SKINNY TO ENTERTAIN ME!’

‘I want to get so fat for you!’ Emily replied back. ‘I want you to feed me until I’m nothing but a disgusting fat piggy on all fours!’ She loved these fantasies, though she knew she would never find anyone in real life who would understand them.

‘OINK LIKE A PIGGY FOR ME,’ Dominus replied back.

Emily sighed with pleasure. She loved when Dominus ordered this. She clicked on the audio function and oinked, loud and clear.

They continued chatting for some time as Dominus expertly guided her through imagined scenarios where Emily would lose her trim, athletic physique and morph into nothing more than a greedy, fat pig, for Dominus’ pleasure.

‘YOU’RE SUCH A HORNY PIGGY!’ Dominus continued. ‘YOU WILL TURN INTO SUCH A FAT PIG!’

“Oh, yes please!” Emily shot back, using the audio feature again. “Please turn me into your fat pig! I will do anything!”

“YOU MUST DO EVERYTHING I SAY. YOU WILL LET ME INTO EVERY AREA OF YOUR LIFE. I WILL HAVE COMPLETE CONTROL OVER YOU; OVER YOUR VERY EXISTENCE. YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK ON OUR AGREEMENT.”

Emily’s eyes widened with pleasure. She had been through this scenario so many times with Dominus, it was actually strange to see him using new phrases and embellishing their storyline like this.

“Yes!” Emily shot back, feeling herself getting close to climaxing from all the fantasy talk, alongside the pulsing, swirling vibrator inside of her. “Take control of me!”

‘SWEAR TO SERVE ME, PIG!’

“I swear! I swear!” Emily cried, feeling the orgasm build. “Just turn me into your fat pig-girl!”

The F80 ChatBot was silent as Emily came.