Lub stares into the hyper focused reality of the subatomic on his viewport as he realigns the genetic structure, almost autonomously, with his left arm attached to the portable sub-nano injector. Any involuntary spasm could spell disaster for months of work on this one engines input output relay circuit. It's okay he thinks to himself when i designed this machine i compensated for that.

All of a sudden his left butt check starts vibrating and the experiment is abruptly ended. In a flush of disappointment having wasted these past couple of months, Lub Otomy reluctantly reaches for the cord connected to his com unit, which he happened to have surgically implanted in the fat cells of his bottom, and listens to the message.

It's Rachel asking for informatics again. "Where are U" she says in her sexy voice. Lub had thought that the male sexbot he planted in the bar would be enough to distract her from calling him while he was doing the experiment. Obviously he had failed that experiment too. "Next time I'll use a female or Gender Queer!" Lub says loudly to himselves. (Note Lub has many personalities).

Lub is a thin old man that has had many recasts of his body shape to keep it this way. He also wears fluro pigs tails to attract the attention of young women such as Rachel but with Rachel he also had to entice her with mindblowers Candy (More commonly known as katnip for 12 year olds).

Lub had slept with Rachel once before but that was using a separate remote controlled younger version of himself so it was not quite the same. Weight was a factor when Rachel got on top. She squeezed the external organs of the duplicate so hard that she had unknowingly run off with its penis inside her. Or so she said she was unaware. Queen Bee of a woman.

Now that Lub's experiment had been irrevocably ruined by his young student of the cosmos he felt he had no choice but to offload several pieces of his mind and possibly other parts of his anatomy to her at their favourite public bar.

Lub opens his lab door with a thrush of excited gadgetry trying to pull him back into the lab requiring Lub to tell his machines to be quiet and go back to bed. The door opens to the bar where Rachel is already having sex with his custom designed love bot in the corner.

She is noticeably leaking from her mouth all the fluid from her morning breakfast no doubt and other filthy spit related matter. Lubs' takes a mental note to remember to collect some for sampling later on. Kent and the other patrons seem unmoved by the scene.

More to come...
Written by comwedge