By the year 2100 people were getting real antsy, and with good cause. There were more and more worker droids taking over every day menial jobs. Even middle management tasks were increasingly being handled by androids, with, it has to be confessed, superior judgmental skills to most of those being replaced. In fact, some middle managers couldn’t decide what socks to wear each morning.
However, in true lumbering bureaucratic style , it wasn’t until 2110 that legislation was brought in allowing citizens full wage compensation for not being able to work. By 2110, droids accounted for 87% of the total work force, productivity had increased 100 fold, lost man hours were almost negligible, economies of scale were everywhere. And because droids did not require salaries, the index linked salary that was paid to an individual when they lost their job was now payable to him or her for doing absolutely nothing.
Finally, on January 1st 2110, the true dawn of the age of leisure was ushered in. One of the first companies to realize the potential of a vast number of active males with time on their hands and money in their pockets, was the makers of the Autoblow Blast, the world’s first fully automatic blowjob machine.
Their ‘want a blowjob?’ slogan had become as ubiquitous with the general population as ‘got milk?’ had been 120 years earlier. Every major city had several neon signs promoting the Autoblow and its unique ability to provide a deep throat blowjob whenever the mood took.
Like Coca-Cola, an Autoblow was within reach of every man wishing to avail himself of a mind blowing no questions asked blowjob.
Now of course, every man, gay or straight, possesses an Autoblow as naturally as he might own a second pair of shoes. True, there’s competition from blowjob droids whose sole job it is to suck cock, but most men still prefer the simple pleasures of a straightforward machine they can take with them anywhere to deliver the goods.
Quaintly, some older generation women still provide such a service too, but the old oral skills are fast disappearing as the Autoblow’s increasingly sophisticated technology can create a blowjob experience far superior to anything a mere woman can supply.
Of course the founder of the Autoblow is long gone. His great, great grandson is now at the helm of Autoblow Industries Inc. The founder, habitually clad in black latex, long before it became the staple of every man’s wardrobe, solemnly declared The Autoblow to be the sex toy of the future.
They laughed then. But, as droid cops sweep the streets on an empty, rainy mid town night, millions of guys are indoors transfixed by an Autoblow porn show and sucked expertly to a full on climax by the Autoblow Blast. No one’s laughing now.
No one that is, except Autoblow Industries Inc., all the way to the bank.
