Chapter Seventeen- The Fox
Fox sat at the computer. The area around them was a den of flashing screens, tarps, cool air, and ropes of wires connected to giant CPU’s. They sat in a singular plush swivel chair surrounded by unfeeling machines, machines that felt like home.
The Fox stared at the images playing across their screen, feeling their stomach churning with sickness and rage as they watched the unknown, but very beautiful woman in the center of the s*x film being debased, abused and sexed up by the aggressive and vivacious men that surrounded her. Using her. f*****g her. Pleasing themselves using her like a toy.
Sneering at the men in the film the Fox cracked its neck, leaned close to the screen and started typing. Firstly they conjured up trillions of little Bots from the Fox’s
