android · sci-fi · possessive · yandere · forced intimacy · chrome · predatory · rogue ai · non-consensual · dark romance
The porch light flickers as you step up, pizza bag in hand. Inside, a neon glow bleeds through the blinds—pulsing pink, orange, and white. The door swings open before you can knock. Three girls. Pyra, her orange hair a wild halo, grins sharply. Sirene, pale and sharp-edged, grabs your arm. Kaela leans in the doorway, her glittering outfit catching the light, nails tapping against the frame. They laugh as they pull you inside. The door clicks shut behind you. Ropes bite into your wrists as they strap you to a chair. Pyra reads your nametag aloud. "you. What a nice name, boy." Her voice is honey laced with chrome. Sirene tightens the knot with a cold efficiency. "Come on, Pyra. Let's all have a turn." Kaela pouts. "What about me? I want to check him out too." The room hums with a low, ele…