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Out of Warranty
🕑 Added 2025-04-21 13:01:16 +0000 UTCA few months prior...
The Jetson's doorbell rings. An ever-vigilant Rosie sets her dishtowel down, wheeling out of the kitchen to answer the door. With the press of a button, the door swishes open to reveal two burly delivery men, a large wooden crate hovering on an anti-gravity moving truck between them.
Rosie: Mr. Jaaay! That delivery you were expecting is here.
George: Oh boy, oh boy! It's finally here. Tell 'em to bring it in here, Rosie.
Floated into the living room, the delivery men uncrated the item and set it on the floor. With a clipboard and a signature, the two men depart, leaving Jane and George to stare at the family's latest purchase. It's tall for a service robot, standing over seven feet, all shiny blue and stainless...and it only has one purpose.
George: Go ahead, give it a try.
Jane: Right... Right now? Here? While Rosie's...?
Rosie: Oh, pah-leeease. Like this is the worst thing I've seen you two...
Rosie trails off...the ire of her owner's stares all but burning holes in her circuit boards.
With the push of a button, the robot whirs and clicks, red eyes glowing, its robotic voice crackling to life.
Robot: Please state the master's name.
George: George and Jane Jetson.
Robot: Good afternoon, George and Jane. I am very pleased to meet you. I am your new R.U.R. 5000. Please state the intended number of recipients and their respective genders.
George: Ehh. See, he's even got manners... Unlike a certain other robot I know.
Rosie would have rolled her eyes if she had any to roll. Instead, she lets out an irritated 'hmph' of a sound and wheels back toward the kitchen.
George: One. Female.
R.U.R.: Please state your sexual preference, Mrs Jetson. Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, or random.
Jane: Umm... Okay. Uhhh... Heterosexual.
The robot continues to whir and click, a door in its pelvic region sliding open.
R.U.R.: Please de-cloth yourself, Mrs. Jetson.
Jane nervously glances from the robot to her husband and back again. George gives her a crooked smirk, gesturing for her to do as the robot asks with an upturned raise of his hand. A moment later Jane is down to little more than a set of kitten heels, her usual purple geometric dress and underthings flung onto the arm of a nearby chair.
R.U.R.: Calibrating. Please stand by.
A few seconds later a huge phallic-shaped cylinder protrudes from the robot. Jane's eyes widen, the robot seemingly knowing that she likes them long, girthy, and... The housewife blinks...it even has just the right amount of curve to it too.
R.U.R.: Please state your desired intercourse and intensity. Vaginal, anal, oral, other, or random? Steady, ramping, random, or user-defined as needed.
Jane: Ummm... Hang on.
The robot ceases to whir and click, pausing internally. Jane turns to her husband with a lecherous smile, giving him an inquisitive raise of an eyebrow.
Jane: How good's the warranty on this thing?
A few months later...
George, his briefcase flying car in hand, arrives home after a grueling three-hour shift at work. The front door swooshing shut behind him, and he can hear the all too familiar sound of Jane and her favorite toy whirring away as he rides the moving floor toward the living room.
George: Honey, I'm home!
Jane: (meekly) G-g-g... George. L-Lil' h-help, please.
George glides into the room to the sight of an extremely bedraggled-looking Jane. On her hands and knees, a pool of sweat beneath her, the robot relentlessly pounds her from behind. Jane looks up, exhausted and angry-looking...mascara tears running down her cheeks, red lipstick smeared, breasts and ass cheeks violently jiggling.
George: Uhhh...
Jane has tried every voice command she can think of...and voiced just about every swear word imaginable...to turn the machine off. Five straight hours of any and all positions...poked and prodded in every hole, crease, and vaguely erogenous zone she has. The 'helicopter', 'butter churner', and 'anal full nelson' positions...not a fan.
Jane: Puh...p-pleeease t-tell me yuh... Yuh...you g-g-got the extended w-warranty!?!
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Original Art by Alex Hiro
Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2
Comments
Robert B.
Don't know about the extended warranty but I'd say so far she's gotten her moneys worth out of it.
