Erotica Robotica


The Heidi One series were the best on the market

Because of their imperfections

Like real women they sometimes

Gave off odours that they tried to disguise

The farted and blood stained their pants

They were that real but fucking expensive

I had a girl friend in real life all flesh and blood

We had been due to go on holiday together

But I had acted like a cunt and fucked her best friend

And that was that I was without my partner

Ibiza without Mandy did not sound randy

There was no chance at this late stage

So I took out a loan and hired a Heidi One

The various odours were part of the package

For ten days she was your bitch to do with as you liked

Nothing was too much that was why she was named Heidi One

I ordered/asked her to parade around the apartment nude

And not wear panties in public up skirting for the corporation

My Heidi was a Brazilian Heidi as I enjoyed tidy

But luxurious and silky bushes

There were endless choices but I always stayed loyal

Mandy had an untidy bush which I hated as it spoiled her thighs

This said I loved people looking at her when we were out

She always changed shyly on the beach but revealed everything

It brought pleasure to so many lonely men as well as me

And then I fucked it up by shagging that fat wet slag

Because it was presented to me on a plate odours and all

I was lying in bed with Heidi One who was masturbating vigorously

With Mandy’s well used but soon to fail Type 76 vibrator

I had programmed room service and at twelve dead she arrived

Fantasy Six

I opened the door with a steaming erection

A fantastic fucking erection

Fantasy Seven

Both Heidi’s were kneeling in front of me

I was fucking Room Service up her bare arse

(they had run out of hairy cunts)

And that was me crashed on the bed

I had programmed the Heidi’s not to disturb me

Just sweet girl on girl in the background

It was an programmed dream

I was at London Airport waiting for a taxi

Knowing that my credit was running low

When Mandy tapped me on the shoulder

Fifty credits I had been forgiven

She asked after Heidi

I had not even thought about Heidi

Since my plane had touched down

I had been cruel and just left her in my room

(As instructed)

Mandy slid my hand up her short skirt

Her cunt was wet and recently shaven

I had certainly been forgiven

Or had she treated herself to a Thomas Three