A Greasy Night in Cloud City

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Lando's Omniscient POV:

"Boy am I ready for adventure!" said Lando pansexually.

"Adventure? Does not compute," said C6D9.

"C6, what I mean is... I'm ready to explore our sexualities together."

"I am sorry sir," said C6 bashfully.

"When I said I was programmed for human-cyborg relations, I did not mean sexual relations."

"Well then get ready to be re-programmed!"

Lando unbuttoned the button on his shirt revealing a sick 6-pack of 6 cut abs. He was in peak physical form tonight! He draped his sweaty shirt over C6's head playfully.

"Initiating garment washing procedure," said C6.

C6 took Lando's shirt over to the washing machine. Lando grabbed her modified protocol droid ass and ran his fingers up and down her noticeable metal hips. "So smoooooth!"

Lando spread C6's legs as wide as they would go and rubbed the bulky bulge in his pants slowly on her completely solid metal crotch area thing. "Oh baby." said Lando. "Oh yeah." said C6. "Oh baby," said Lando. "Oh yeah," said C6. "Oh baby," said Lando. "Garment washing procedure in progress," said C6. Lando hadn't been this stimulated in several parsecs worth of time. The erotic power was too much for him to hold back. "Ahhhhhhh I'm nutting!!!" he screamed ecstatically.

Oh no, did he just nut?! How embarrassing! Lando's pants were all jizzy and gross now.

"Retrieving replacement garments," Said C6 as she shapefully walked to Lando's dresser on her womeny droid legs.

"I love how you always look out for me C6," Lando managed to utter through heartfeltly sincere emotional tears. "I'll never leave you or cheat on you baby, you're my whole world! No, you're my whole galaxy C6-D9!"

"Robocorp is happy you are pleased with our product. If you would like to take a short survey regarding the effectiveness and performance of our product, please say 'yes' now." said C6.

"Haha, anything for you, baby droid!"

"Response does not compute," said C6 coyly.

Later that night: (Lando's POV still)

Later that night, as Lando was shaving his legs, everything changed. That was when he appeared.

"Gonk!"

"Holy space mackerel!" exclaimed Lando surprisedly!

"Gonk!"

"Exquisite! What is your name, beautiful."

The Gonk droid gonked over to Lando, gonking affectionately as it gonked.

"Gonk,"

Lando couldn't believe it. He was solid as a rock all up inside of his fashionable polyurethane faux leather pants. Additionally and relevantly; his pants were the color of black. Just like his *censored*.

"Oh no but what if C6 finds out I cheated on her?! Aw geez man!" said Lando mortified.

"Gonk."

The gonk droid was right there next to him, gonking emphatically.

"If I go back now, I'll regret it for the rest of my liiiiiife!" screamed Lando excessively.

"Ugggggghhhh!" he grunted masculinely as he flexed so hard all of his clothes exploded off of his body. Then he flexed with his dick, bursting his tight navy blue boxer briefs from Galvin... Glein into a million little ribbons.

"Gonk!" said Gonk.

The two of them embraced passionately, like a drunk homeless man embracing a trash can. And then, they gonked. They gonked it out hard. For what seemed like a lifetime, they gonked the shit out of each other. Moments later, Lando lay nakedly on a semen drenched pile of sensuously compacted garbage that Gonk hand gonked up during the gonking.

"Gonk," said Gonk.

"Yeah baby, gonk," said Lando.

fin

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