Don't Change - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Don't Change - Chapter 1

... least draw their attention if we can’t stop them. At that point, run in and grab your friend.” The officer says. “Some of the other cosplayers may need medical attention.” Phil says. “On the way already.” The officer explains. The officers point their pistols and fire. The guns are standard issue, but do their jobs, hitting all of the bots in the heads or in the chests. The robots fall to the ground like broken toys. “Get your friend, we don’t know if those things are gonna get back up or not.” The officer says to Phil. Phil runs over to Joshua. He kneels down and grabs his arm. He pulls the dead weight of Joshua onto his shoulder and walks back over to the truck, setting Joshua on the ground at the young lady’s feet. She slowly moves herself off the truck and helps Phil remove his helmet as the paramedics drive up and disembark from their vehicles. The young lady looks up at Joshua. “You think he’s gonna be alright?” She asks. “I hope so.” Phil says. In Joshua’s mind, he’s reentered the place he had been right before waking up before. Before him, again, is the armored warrior. “You did well, for a human. Not many can say that after facing the Cybots.” The warrior said. “Who are you?” Joshua asks. “A friend. I’m communicating to you telepathically while you are in an unconscious state.” The warrior says. Joshua can make out a feminine tone in the warrior’s voice. “You sound like a woman, but look like a guy.” He says. “I am indeed female. We will meet soon enough, but ...

... first, I have to check on the others.” She says. “Others?” Joshua asks. “The others that were chosen. I am sure of it now, that you are one of the six.” She says. “Why? Because I saved a few people at the convention?” Joshua asks. “You risked your life without a cause.” She says. “Without a cause? They were in trouble! I had to help.” Joshua states, but he finds himself about to wake again. Joshua opens his eyes to find himself looking up a tiled ceiling, his eyes no longer behind the shattered eyepiece of his Buster Red helmet. His head is pounding and as he attempts to sit up, he feels a bit of dizziness take him. Phil, who is sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, looks up as he hears Joshua shifting in bed. He puts down his novel and stands up. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt now. “You’re finally awake.” Phil says. “I had the weirdest dream.” Joshua says. “No, you really went off the deep end and attacked a bunch of robots in order to save people that you’ve never met, who happened to be dressed like a bunch of cartoon characters.” Phil says. “So, that wasn’t a dream… That would explain why I’m in the hospital.” Joshua says. “No, you’re all over the news.” Phil explains. “I think this is the best advertising Saban could hope for. A guy dressed as buster red running in to a large group of robots and saving people at a convention. The kids are gonna be begging for the Americanized version of Go-Busters.” Phil says. “Did everyone get away?” Joshua asks. “Yeah. You ...