DoomPet

Chapter 61

Samuel was laying in bed, staring at his phone. Elena said she wanted to hang out today and that she had something to show him. He leapt out of bed and rushed over, getting ready as fast as possible.

He just wiped himself down and sprayed a bit of cologne on the wires of his neck. People told him the scent smelled nice on him when he was a human, but he wasn't sure if it would blend with metal well. Plus, he didn't exactly have a nose to smell anymore.

He had stayed up late last night, carefully cleaning his joints. His knees were so bad he had to disconnect his nervous system and remove his lower legs just to clean them. It was traumatic to see himself without legs yet again, yet strangely comforting to be in control of the process. Progress in his healing he hoped.

He hurried over to her apartment and opened the door, revealing Elena sitting on her couch, a sketch book in hand with a variety of dildos in front of her. He let out a shocked noise, and wanted to slap himself. WHY DIDN'T HE KNOCK??? "Elena, I apologize! I should have knocked!"

In his mind he made a vow to NEVER forget to knock again.

She looked up and laughed, motioning him over, "No, no, this is what I wanted to show you!"

He took a step forwards, maintaining a good distance between him and the silicone dicks. "Dildos?"

She grabbed his arm and yanked him to sit on the couch, "Look." She brought his attention to her sketchbook. "You wanted me to make a design for your... thing, didn't you?"

"Ahhhhh! He laughed, feeling dumb he had forgotten. "I did, let me see what you've been working on."

The dick she had sketched was surprisingly complex and impressive. It was curved upwards slightly made mostly of metal segments.

She tapped the drawings of the segments, "That way it will be able to shrink back down and go back up inside your crotch. I don't think you'd want to walk around with your schlong hanging out all day long."

He chuckled, "As fun as that sounds, I agree, but you don't have to worry about the mechanics. I appreciate you're thinking of me but I can handle that."

"So just focus on the design." She nodded and looked up at the dildos on the table, "Hmm... I see."

He scratched the back of his neck, "So are these all yours?" The coffee table looked like it had grown a forest of multicolored penises. Some were suction cupped to the table and others would stand up on their own accord. He had never really looked at a dildo before and he was surprised at how detailed some of them looked. Some actually had colors that he thought were actually kinda pretty.

"Oh!" She blushed and pressed her pencil against her cheek, suddenly realizing that it was a little embarrassing to have all of them out in the open, "Yes they are. I suppose I'd be even worse if they weren't!" She made a few quick lines on the sketch book and showed him, "I was thinking of having that segmented metal base and then a smooth silicone underside with two squishy ridges on the side."

"You've put a lot of thought into this." He smiled and pressed his faceplate against her. "I'm touched."

"It's just exciting!" She leaned against him. "I'm overthinking it though I called you up here to help me decide on a design."

"How many have you made?"

"Thirty seven. I just can't decide!" She smiled at him, handing over the sketchbook. "There's things from my toys that I like so I'm trying to mesh it all together into the perfect... thing for you."

"Dear god." He flipped through the sketchbook, "That's a lot of penis." He flipped a little too far and came across a drawing that wasn't a dick. It was a beautiful sketch of the lake with a little duckling paddling on the water, leaving ripples in its stride. "I didn't know you could draw like that." Elena looked embarrassed so he handed the sketchbook back to her.