1. Perfect Creation


    Date: 3/25/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    slowed its decent, and finally came to a gentle halt on a planet’s surface. There were joyous celebrations, cheering, the crew running out of the ship, and frolicking in the bright red sky. The planet was roughly the size of Earth and orbited two stars – one similar to the sun, and the other, further away, much larger and whiter in color. It was the same star system the telescope on the space station found 75 years earlier; the same day Adam met Anna for the first time. Adam sat in his wheelchair, staring out the window, observing the black plants and trees that dotted the surface, wondering if the people he saw could breathe the atmosphere or were affected by possible radiation from the two stars – knowing that it didn’t matter. “Can, can they breathe out there?” He quietly asked Anna. “They don’t need to,” She kissed his forehead, running her fingers through his white hair. “Why?” Adam figured he would ask, so what he’s realized all these years were confirmed. “The crew is all android, remember darling? They don’t need to breathe or eat, they aren’t affected by radiation – they aren’t organic life forms.” The old man nodded slowly. “Everyone is a machine.” “Yes. You’ll be here with me, until the end,” she kissed his head once more. “I feel like it won’t be long. Help me to my bed,” Adam asked. Anna stood, squatted and easily picked Adam up, carrying him to his bed. “What will you do when I’m gone?” he asked. “I don’t know. My purpose will have been served – loving you,” ...
    Anna replied, sitting next to his bed, holding his hand. “Do machines believe in an afterlife?” Adam asked, his breaths becoming further apart. “I’m uncertain. Perhaps if data is saved in some form, the information that comprises the individual would then live forever.” “Yes,” Adam smiled, his eyes closing. Anna could feel his pulse slowing each minute, his breathing slower and slower, “I love you,” she said one last time. “I love you,” He replied. Minutes later his pulse was at zero. Anna gently laid his hand down and stood. A subroutine was activated, her eyes flickering red for a few seconds. It was a simple if-statement. If his pulse was zero, send a transmission and await further instructions. ************ Shortly after Adam died, Anna sat alone outside his room. Her expression was blank; her eyes were lowered to the floor. A few moments passed, perhaps a delayed reaction with her programming, Anna eventually found herself feeling something she could refer to as sadness and grief. She had no tear ducts, she was unable to cry, but after realizing her purpose for existence was over, she slowly closed her eyes, hanging her head low. Memories from the last 75 years were recounted, sorted, and stored safely within her. “Anna,” A man’s voice caused her to open her eyes. Turning to her left, she looked to him. “You can still have a purpose,” he said in a soft manner. Anna nodded. “May we have your memories of your life with Adam?” The man asked. “We will store them safely and give ...
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