But what their wish created was different.Eventually, the Gods left the material plane in order to indirectly watch over the world. The planet's creat...res are now alone. Kingdoms have risen and fallen, races have gone extint and others have thrived.And though it all, Humans remain. Because for all their faults and weaknesses, they're the most resilient of all.Author's note.I'm here now with a high fantasy story. As if the genre wasn't oversaturated already. But I've wanted to write something. This was to be a spin off of their popular “Create a Fembot” project that made them untold fortunes. Each inland was meant to represent a moment in time so men and women could live out their fantasies. They could save the women and be heroes. They could fuck and suck whoever they want. They could kick the butt of the bad guy who trying to hurt the princessNobody was meant to get killed on this inland. It was safety in check and all the Fembots could be repaired by the Fembot. It was a new self. When at home she wears shorts and tops and this gave me ample views of her assets and I was enjoying going to her place quite often. One such evening, when I was still busy at work, she messaged me to come home saying she was feeling lonely and wanted to talk. I went straight to her place. When I was entering her house I just thought to myself it will be great if I get to kiss her tonight. When I knocked at the door, she opened it and I was stunned to see her. She was wearing a sleeveless top. How do you taste?" He could see she was slightly uncomfortable, but there was also a flash behind her eyes. This was new to her and it was piquing her interest. She poked her tongue out, moved the crotch within range and gave a gentle lick. "More," implored Ryan. She did as instructed, started to get into it, lapping her fresh juices from the knickers. "MORE!" he thundered, standing, throwing the knife onto the counter top, lunging for the material and pushing it into her mouth. He stuffed the.