I slowly awakened one last time, finding myself once again, strapped to a metal table. I looked down, and my shoes and socks were back, but my legs were strapped down! The crop top was still there, unfortunately, but I was very relieved that neither Robot nor Monster removed anything else. "Hello?" I called out. "Yes, Lizzie?" Monster's voice replied. I turned my head to the left, and there was Monster Krumholtz, still in his psychotic state; I awaited to hear Robot's voice, but when I turned my head to the right, Robot wasn't there! "Where's Robot? I asked. "Oh, his condition wore off," Monster explained, examining his claws. "Wish I could say the same for me." "Sorry, Monster." I apologized. "Don't worry, Lizzie," Monster grinned, gently patting my head. "It's not your fault. "Besides, I like you!" he continued, suddenly poking my middle, gently stroking it with his claws, an...
All stories are Fictional & Strictly Fantasy Based. Trying practically, may Ruin your Life & reputation AND we'll not be responsible for any steps taken by you.