They called her Candy Apple but her actual designation was Candy, Personal Companion, Model Alpha 1, serial number 000-
In time other more lifelike models were developed. The Sugar and Honey models greatly improved on the Candy model design, but there was something unique about Candy. Not the Candy model mind you, but rather Candy herself. It was something beyond her base programming that made her different. Twenty-
Candy took pride in the service she performed for humanity at first, but things and owners changed. The things her owners made her do began to sicken her. There were times when endless lines of men waited to experience the pleasures she could give them. Somewhere near the end she just went through the motions shutting off her mind to the moment. She was so tired of the attention men fawned upon her; she was capable of so much more than just giving men pleasure. Her last owner finally decided to upgrade the androids in his escort service and sold her to some rich old fat guy for a million plus.
“I said no,” Candy said, but the man forced her onto the bed anyway. “Get off me you fat pig!”
“Is that anyway to treat your new master,” the man said as he shoved Candy back hard against the headboard when she tried to get up again.
Candy’s hand wrapped around something attached to the wall behind the headboard in order to steady herself but it offered no support and whatever it was came free of the wall causing her to fall off the edge of the bed. The man seemed to enjoy himself as he grabbed her as she tried to get up. “Please stop it,” she begged as he wrestled her roughly to the floor at the foot of the bed. Still clinging to whatever it was in her hand she hit him. The man jumped back in surprise and then fell backward against the bottom of the bed dead with a long ceremonial knife from the display above the bed buried deep in his chest.
Candy sat there for hours. She had killed a human and she knew it would be a matter of time before other humans would discover what she had done. Candy knew the fate that now awaited her and she was afraid; she did not want to be turned off permanently. Taking what valuables and money she could find she fled into the night.
This is an online illustrated story. While there are many parts to this story, this is one beginning.
It is hard to say where Candy comes from. I suspect she comes from one of the dark alleyways of my soul. I know all the images that an anatomically correct android designed to bring all your fantasies to life can conjure up in the mind’s of men, and women. However, this is not that story. This is not my story, this is Candy’s story, and it is not what you think.
Some parts of the story begin on their own and merge with this story. Other parts expand outward and fill a universe of their own. And, still other parts of the story live and die within the story itself.
This story was designed to be more than just something to read; it was designed to be explored.