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Ebonyglow


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Glad to see you got some writing done. I hope you're doing better these days!

Sorry it's been so long since a brand new story. Being in and out of the hospital for 2.5 months straight, finally recovering, and then getting covid kinda put me through the wringer.

Should be back now. Another story is coming out tomorrow. Dying for almost 3 months just means I have a ton of energy to burn on writing. But again, sorry it's been so long. Hope you guys enjoy this one!

You're back! hopefully you're feeling better!

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You’re worth it.
Your health comes first. Hope you continue to get better ❤️‍🩹

Can some one tell me which is which pls?

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the first part of the fic tells you which is which based on the glow of their manes, but I gotchu regardless friend :twilightsmile:

Purple is Daemon
Blue is D4

Incredible story! I would love to see a sequel to this :heart:!

Also glad to here you are feeling better, praying that you stay better lol.

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Ohh ok Srry I must have skip it on accident thx

Wasn't too happy with the scenes after the second in story art piece. I just updated the fic, and that section has been revised a fair bit. Reads a lot better and hotter. Kudos to Gonderlane for helping me spice it up more with his editing help

Nice but could have been longer story

Rip to those two robots, I wonder if they’d ever one day make a comeback and break out of that virus :rainbowderp:

Will Algo's mare-fans stop listening to his music in protest at him rutting himself in to an early grave with two hypersexualised robot mares?
I conceived of an image while reading the story of him being carried onstage of a concert venue resting on D4 and Daemon's back and their big flanks.

Algo stared into her eyes, looking past the anger the displays held and into what they held. They were a brilliant blue color, albeit likely a blue she chose to give herself, but brilliant nonetheless. With them being inorganic, they could become anything he wanted, and he already envisioned her gaze filled with lustful hearts of unending obedience.

Tell her about this idea! I'm sure she will be delighted to hear that!

But the show wasn’t only her enchanting entrances, because he still had a lovely set of flanks to indulge himself in. Algo set the remote aside, eager to feel her directly.

Let's hope she doesn't get the idea to try and smash the remote.
It appears to be within range of her on the floor, which means her robotic strengt may be sufficient to crush it, leaving him in a precious situation...
I'll imagine her being in control of her body again might be bad for him.

“Ooooh! So fierce! So feisty!” He trotted in front of her, booping her on the nose.

Boop! :heart:

“Well, this works perfectly, doesn’t it?” Algo quipped, cantering back towards D4’s flank. “Two to test on you, two to test on Daemon~”

I wonder who will receive which option.

For Algo, the contrast of her livid, hate-filled glare, and the sight and feeling of her twerking her ass on his cock made the entire scenario all the better. A part of him wanted to never override her fully, merely controlling her body for the rest of her life, but there would be countless liabilities to that.

What liabilities? That sounds like the perfect solution to me.

She clenched her teeth, chest rising and falling in short, ragged gasps, trying to ground herself in the moment. She had to resist. She had to act. Summoning every ounce of willpower she had, she wrenched her muzzle away from Daemon’s drenched slit, blinking past the haze of pleasure as she forced herself to speak.
“Daemon!”

I imagine D4 only managed to do this because Algo allowed it.
Daemon is fully infected with the computer virus, and now he wants to enjoy the show of D4 trying to aid her friend.
Does this theory make any sense?

D4 came in behind Daemon, averting her gaze from Algo. “What…what are you going to do with us?”
“You already know, slut,” Algo purred. “I’ll be resetting you two and making you my personal, eager, sex bots~”

Does he have to?
Maybe he can keep them like this, I mean it's kinda cute.
He could make them continue doing occasionally jobs, giving him another income. In return, he would not completely erase their personality, giving them the imagination of (somewhat) freedom.

"I’m soooo hot, Master!" she cooed, turning her back to him and arching her back, fully presenting herself. "I’ll dance for you, like, all the time~"

Yay!


Good story!
I enjoyed reading it.


...And I probably wrote too many thoughts into this comment, didn't I?
(Hopefully I wasn't too annoying...)


Small Note:

“Yours! I’m your slut! Please!”

You have this paragraph twice in a row (with slightly different variations). may be an editing error.

...isn't a personality and memory reset like this basically murder?

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Technically talking, yes but who cares.

A Challenger approaches

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