Human Doll

Prologue- Us

                                                Year 2165

                You can buy us like toys, use us as you wish.

                Though we have the emotionless, perfect bodies that you have to pay for, you are the rulers of us. We do as you wish and lay under you though we are ten times your strength and twelve times smarter than you will ever be. We stay in your fancy computers, waiting for you to pick us and use us like you wish. We arrive in your bed with a ribbon around our waist and wait until you wake us up with a single kiss.

                Some of us get more hits than others. We are segregated by hair color, skin color and sexuality. You pick us if you like us then give us back when you tire of us. Then we go on to the next job. Back in the day we would be called "prostitutes" but now it's a life style.

                Few of us actually ever get out before we become too old and useless. I have heard that it's good when you get out, a new world of freedom that we never even know. We lose our super senses and more prudent beauty and become like all the regulars are. Just humans.

                I have been here for years but just got out. No, not free. I just got ordered by some girl who wants a bed warmer. The problem with this? I read her data and found she is well liked, kind, and rich to an amazing point in society. So nothing wrong, right?

                But there is still a problem. I am a girl and so is she. But I was in the straight section not the bisexual or homosexual one. Yet she bought me and I have to do whatever she wants me to. Even though I should have gotten a guy to buy me, this girl wanted me instead.

                Truthfully, the section for those who are not straight is small and not very good at all. All the males look female while all the female seem to look male in appearance. Even advanced as we are, we don't take kindly to gays. We don't hate them like those idiots in the 21st century did but we still have some little problems with the old fashion kooks of our nation.

Still why me? I don't want to do anything with this girl. I'm scared yet I have no idea why.

What if I'm gay?

I'm scared now. I'm really scared.

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First of all, dear readers, I wan you to know that this is not meant to bash gay people. Trust me I would never do that since I am in fact bisexual. Don't take this story in any offensive way.

Please comment, vote, and/or fan if you liked it. Even if you didn't I like criticism.

Yours Truly,

Evangeline