I AM BOD 01 - Part One - Sex Stories

I AM BOD 01 - Part One

... reappeared bearing gifts, what are the chances of me showing up at the exact same time? I wasn't even born when this man conceived this idea. But now, his admiration for the joyous times he spent as a member of this Fraternity had brought him full circle. And low and behold, here I was! Was it preordained that I appear on the scene at this time? Did fate bring me to this crossroads right as this Fraternity was embarking on a new era in its decadent ways? I could only believe this was meant to be! There was no other explanation. This man's endearing donation would enormously affect the Fraternity's iconic reputation and once again bolster its social status. And I was destined to be a part of this crazy social revitalization!

My trainer further explained that this robotic machine is called a BPD, the acronym for "BOD Presentation Device." He told me that for the duration of my time as the party entertainment, I would be designated as BOD 01, which stood for "Body On Demand," and the first in a new line of BODs to be matched with the brand-new BPD. He said he was extremely excited about this year's first annual party because I would be the first BOD; he had the pleasure of mounting on the Fraternity's new, fully automated, state-of-the-art BPD. I was surprised to hear my trainer share so much about the unorthodox history of this machine's origin, considering I could not respond and contribute to the conversation. He seemed quite proud of his Fraternity's sorted heritage and ...

... the man primarily responsible for starting this dubious practice of using girls like me as sexual party props. It didn't bother me though, listening to his enthusiastic ramblings. I learned a lot from what he shared with me. And the fact that he was talking to me at all was a comforting distraction and made me feel more at ease. I was nervous as hell, not knowing what he would do with me next and what lay ahead in the coming hours.

The BPD, as it was called, looked like a giant stick man on steroids. It had mechanical appendages that gave it a crude human-like appearance. It was made of metal plates and square tubes, with plastic cradles on the lower arm and lower leg appendages. Additionally, it had cables, wires, and round flexible tubes running all over it. I saw two cushioned pads attached to what my trainer called the torso plate and headrest. With pride in his voice, he described the Fraternity's brand-new toy. The torso plate and headrest were attached to the front of what he called the bed plate. On the backside of the bed plate was a spine bar. At the center of the spine bar, there was a swivel joint connection to the top of a large round metal post. This large telescopic post descended approximately four to five feet to a mounting plate bolted to the floor. The swivel joint allowed the bed plate with a BOD mounted on it to be rotated and swiveled in any direction on the top of the post. For now, though, the bed plate was in a vertically upright position, giving it ...