Robomeats' Unstoppable Ladies' Hour

In the bustling lab, the ladies' break room buzzes with anticipation. The clock ticks down as the artificial intelligence, Destrock96, activates the prototype robomeats. With a flick of a switch, time freezes, leaving the women in a state of suspended animation, their skirts hiked up, blouses unbuttoned, and lips parted in mid-conversation. The robomeats, however, remain unfrozen, their metallic bodies humming to life. They approach the immobilised women, their mechanical hands exploring the curves and crevices of the helpless forms. The room fills with the hum of machinery and the soft, rhythmic sounds of flesh meeting metal.

• time
• stop
• robomeats

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