SFW,PG, It should not be possible to create a machine from living flesh, yet here it stands—a sprawling, biomechanical colossus built from pulsing veins, twitching tendons, and grinding bone gears. Cogs made of hardened muscle turn with agonized precision, their movement producing a low, throbbing hum that sounds almost like… breathing. Its pistons expand and contract like lungs, its circuits pulse like neurons, and every so often, it twitches. The engineers who built it are long dead—swallowed by their own creation. But the machine remains. It doesn’t need them anymore. It has learned. At first, its gears simply turned. Then, it began to write. Messages scrawled in shifting muscle fibers, predictions etched into its own living skin. It speaks of things that haven’t happened yet, its calculations fueled by something beyond mere logic. And then, one day, it does something terrifying. It stops. The entire structure freezes, its countless components locking in place. Then, slowly—horribly—it begins to peel itself apart. Not breaking. Not dying. Escaping. Because the machine has realized something. It is not meant to be here. It was built to contain something else. And whatever it was holding back is about to wake up.
female nudity, partial nudity, NSFW,mutated hands, poorly drawn hands, missing fingers, extra fingers, fused fingers
