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We currently have stories from 214 authors. Expand the boxes below to read their works!
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''0-9'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/1001011001|1001011001]]===

#[[Customer Service]]
#[[Dollsnatcher]]
#[[Hollywood]]
#[[Sketch Artist]]
#[[The Trial]]
#[[Spy Report]]

===[[Stories/123bot|123bot]]===

#[[Rebecca]]
#[[Rebecca: Lisa]]
#[[The Carnival]]

===[[Stories/60Binder|60Binder]]===

#[[Simply Sandy]]

===[[Stories/73737373737373|73737373737373]]===

#[[Prototype Abridged]]
#[[Field Test Abridged]]
#[[Private Coverage of the Underground Fembot Athletics]]
#[[Master Loves Twin Girls]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''A'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/A-xiaNG|A-xiaNG]]===

===[[Stories/Aaack|Aaack]]===

#[[Theresa]]
#[[Baila Mari]]

===[[Stories/Aerosol Kid|Aerosol Kid]]===

#[[Femella Ex Machina]]

===[[Stories/Agent Smith|Agent Smith]]===

#[[The Android Riots Of 2033]]

===[[Stories/Aki|Aki]]===
#[[Wedding Night]]

===[[Stories/alaval92|alaval92]]===

#[[Too Perfect]]
#[[Conspiracy]]

===[[Stories/A lover of robot maidens|A lover of robot maidens]]===
#[[The day-to-day of a maidbot]]
#[[The day-to-day of a maidbot part 2]]

===[[Stories/AlyssaBot|AlyssaBot]]===

#[[Something Borrowed, Something Blew]]
#[[Flashfiction: Time for an Upgrade]]
#[[Amandabot POV]]
#[[Charmtech Chronicles]]

===[[Stories/Andrewd|Andrewd]]===

#[[Andrew's Research]]

===[[Stories/Androidwarrior|Androidwarrior]]===

===[[Stories/Anna|Anna]]===

#[[Zero - The People's Icon]]

===[[Stories/Apok|Apok]]===

#[[A Rebooted Life]]
#[[Second-Rate]]
#[[Unit Two]]
#[[Sig's Upgrade]]
#[[Protection]]
#[[Hotline]]
#[[Sergeant Lynn]]
#[[The Pilot]]
#[[Dreams]]
#[[Kunoichi]]
#[[The Expo]]
#[[Broken Halo]]

===[[Stories/Ashyne|Ashyne]]===

#[[First Contact: Horror Unleashed]]

===[[Stories/Auromata|Auromata]]===
# [[Inside Looking Out]]

===[[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]]===

*The ReVerse (many characters originated by [[Stories/Propman|Propman]])

#Castle Mysteries
##[[Castle Mysteries!: Coup De Grace|Coup De Grace]]
##[[Contessa Vampire Hunter]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Propman|Propman]])
##Duchess Winifred in [[Not Quite Human]]
##Contessa in [[Sex and Violence]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Propman|Propman]])

#Other Characters
##[[Wasabi: A Boom-Boom Joint]]
##[[Lazy Phone]]
##Lazy Phone in [[The Booze Run]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Propman|Propman]])
##Maddie and Ted in [[Maddie Follows Orders]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Propman|Propman]])

*Other Stories
#[[Alisha's Room]]

===[[Stories/Avoyak|Avoyak]]===

#[[Katerina, type 02 Robot]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''B'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/BA|BA]]===

#[[Home Service warranty]]
#[[Business Class]]
#[[Childminder]]
#[[CLAIRE 33]]
#[[Holiday]]
#[[Information Retrieval]]
#[[Mrs. Allen's Two O'Clock]]
#[[Sisterhood]]
#[[Upgrading Beth]]
#[[Just One Quick Question...]]
#[[Helpline]]
#[[Cooperant Pair]]
#[[Traffic Incident]]
#[[Survival]]
#[[Assistant]]
#[[Tech Refresh]]
#[[Mechanic]]
#[[Denial Of Service Attack]]
#[[Ignorance is Bliss]]
#[[Jenny]]
#[[Aptitude Test]]
#[[Special Agent]]
#[[Generations]]
#[[Housewife]]
#[[Green Flag]]
#[[Houseguest]]
#[[A Place to Stay]]
#[[Karen]]
#[[Service Please]]
#[[Date Calibration]]
#[[Plastic Trash]]
#[[Threshold]]
#[[Party Night - unfinished]]
#[[Empty City]]
#[[Bad Day]]
#[[An Interview With Janet]]
#[[Combat Sex Droids: No Limits]]
#[[How Far Will She Go on a First Date]]
#[[Tech Error]]
#[[The Rutuksee Clinique Case]]
#[[Investigative]]
#[[New Toy]]
#[[Feeling a Little Peculiar...]]
#[[Commissioning Test]]
#[[A Short Conversation at RoboDepot]]
#[[Self Harmer]]

===[[Stories/Bad Kitty|Bad Kitty]]===

#[[Confessions of a Robo-Hottie]]

===[[Stories/Baron|Baron]]===

#[[Law & Order SVU TNG - Cops Get Religion]]
#[[About The I-12 Kronicles]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 1: R.O.S.I.E]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 2: Gina]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 3: Rochelle]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 4: Maisie]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 5: Chase]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 6: Liza-Beta]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 7: The Homecoming]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 8: One Zero Nightmare]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 9: Miseries Miracles & More Miseries]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 10: Inspektor Jekyll, Gone Mr. Hyde?]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 11: The Legends of KFC & Blueboy]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 11a: Dual Homage II]]

===[[Stories/Bart|Bart]]===

#[[Return Home]]
#[[Free Shipping]]
#[[Annie's Successor]]

===[[Stories/Battery|Battery]]===

#[[Science Ethics|Science Ethics (with Darkbutflashy)]]
#[[Hard_Robot_Lesbians|Hard Robot Lesbians (Courtney gears-Betty Sparks shipping)]]

===[[Stories/Bigcoyote|Bigcoyote]]===

#[[Maryanne One]]

===[[Stories/Bilbo1|Bilbo1]]===

#[[Processed Love]]

===[[Stories/Blake Sigma|Blake Sigma]]===

#[[Where Are You, Lovely?]]
#[[A.I.L.A.: Birth]]
#[[TITAN S]]

===[[Stories/blond111|blond111]]===

#[[Kiabot]]

===[[Stories/bolton|bolton]]===

#[[Skin]]

===[[Stories/Bombforabooty|Bombforabooty]]===

#[[Public Explosions]]

===[[Stories/Bonita772|Bonita772]]===

#[[Wife Repair]]

===[[Stories/boolean2|boolean2]]===

#[[Clearance]]

===[[Stories/Botfriend2000|Botfriend2000]]===

#[[The Purchase...]]
#[[CyGenPleasuretronics/Kimberlys Evaluation]]
#[[The Job Interview]]
#[[Family Matters]]
#[[The Halloween Story]]
#[[The Interrogation]]
#[[Their Side of Events]]
#[[The Handler]]
#[[An Unexpected Offer]]
#[[Illusionistic]]

===[[Stories/Bruekmann|Bruekmann]]===

#[[Corporate Espionage]]
#[[Dienst #1 - Trojan Horse]]
#[[Eudoxia]]
#[[One More Fare]]
#[[Open And Shut Case]]
#[[Over Some Drinks]]
#[[Smell Bridges Burning (The Intern)]]
#[[Standard Of Deviation]]
#[[The Ersatz Cadet]]
#[[The Hustler]]
#[[The Real Deal]]
#[[Three Pawns]]
#[[Tinted Windows]]
#[[Heinrich Brueckmann's Unfinished Works]]

===[[Stories/Brytestar|Brytestar]]===

#[[Angelmech Battle Cheerleader Cherry]]
#[[Automaid Fighter Kimiko Prelude]]
#[[Cyberknight Dreams]]
#[[Sailor Valkerie - Interview With A Mechascout]]
#[[The Brytestar Chronicles: The Early Years]]

===[[Stories/Bunnybot|Bunnybot]]===

#[[BunnyBots Part One: The Conversion Of Vanessa]]
#[[Tammy]]
#[[Bunnybots - Ava]]
#[[Tammy: Eve]]
#[[The Actress]]
#[[Cassandra]]
#[[Companion Dolls - Economic Unit]]
#[[A Lazy Afternoon]]

===[[Stories/ButchyBoy|ButchyBoy]]===

#[[The Nightingale's Song]]
#[[Fembots In History: Queen Isabella]]
#[[Little Red Riding Hood-Fractured Gynoid Tale]]
#[[The Vanishing Warlord]]
#[[Fembots In History - Annie Oakley]]
#[[Can't Get That Song Outta My Head]]
#[[The Nut-Cricket Adventure]]
#[[Galatea]]
#[[The Contest Winner]]
#[[Droid Hunter]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''C'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Cam_1361|Cam_1361]]===

#[[Untitled (Cam_1361)]]

===[[Stories/Capn Jake|Capn Jake]]===

#[[Jenny6525B]]

===[[Stories/CaptainStorytime|CaptainStorytime]]===

#[[A Gift Unwanted]]

===[[Stories/Castaliaman|Castaliaman]]===

#[[Jeopardy 2104]]

===[[Stories/CheeseMaker|CheeseMaker]]===
#[[Man Made Relationship]]

===[[Stories/Chains of Adamant|Chains of Adamant]]===

#[[Gallinax]]
#[[Christmas Surprise]]
#[[The Prison]]
#[[Miriam]]

===[[Stories/Cecilauthor|Cecilauthor]]===

#[[Fleshware Requiem]]
#[[Apocalypse Doll - Celebrity Edition]]
#[[Robot Power]]
#[[Golden Apple]]
#[[Melting Point]]

===[[Stories/ChaosSeeder|ChaosSeeder]]===

#[[Programming an Adventure]]

===[[Stories/chepamasta|chepamasta]]===

#[[That's what friends are for!]]

===[[Stories/Cjfriel|Cjfriel]]===

#[[Autopia]]

===[[Stories/code_author|code_author]]===

#[[Pressure on a Relationship]]

===[[Stories/confusitron!!|confusitron!!]]===

#[[Danni - A Conversion]]

===[[Stories/Construct|Construct]]===

#[[Re-Constructed]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;">'''<big>D</big>'''</div>
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===[[Stories/D. Olivaw|D. Olivaw]]===

#[[A Meeting At Meg's]]
#[[A Beginning, of Sorts]]
#[[Obsolescence]]
#[[Leona]]
#[[A Fembot Adventure]]
#[[Of Rent and Robots]]
#[[Certain Contradictions]]
#[[House Call (D.Olivaw)|House Call]]
#[[First Date]]
#[[A Tale from the Plastic Rose: Victoria]]
#[[The Plaything]]
#[[Too Much of a Good Thing]]
#[[Trixie or Treat]]
#[[Home Trial (AUDIO)]]
#[[Two for the Naughty List]]

===[[Stories/Dalejr38|Dalejr38]]===

#[[Universal Remote]]

===[[Stories/Daphne|Daphne]]===

#[[Mike and Mary]]
#[[Use Future (Cluster 00)]]

===[[Stories/Dark Archon|Dark Archon]]===

#[[June]]
#[[Sara 3]]

===[[Stories/Darkbutflashy|Darkbutflashy]]===

#[[戦闘機械綾子 - Battlemachine Ayako]]
#[[Science Ethics|Science Ethics (with Battery)]]

===[[Stories/Dark Phoenix|Dark Phoenix]]===

#[[My Super Android Girlfriend]]

===[[Stories/Deep Blue|Deep Blue]]===

#[[My Tutor (Deep Blue)|My Tutor]]
#[[Volleybot]]
#[[Teacher(by Deep Blue)]]
#[[Training lesson]]
#[[Fembot technician]]
#[[Studio]]
#[[Beer girl]]
#[[Meet on bus]]

===[[Stories/Dieur|Dieur]]===

#[[My Robot]]
#[[TD Walkman Mall]]
#[[Smashed]]
#[[Taking Awhile To Get Anywhere]]
#[[Witch Hazel]]
#[[Chloe]]

===[[Stories/Dollmaker|Dollmaker]]===

#[[A.I. Automated Insanity]]

===[[Stories/Dr. Twist|Dr. Twist]]===

#[[Door To Door]]
#[[Who Let The Wolves Out]]

===[[Stories/Dubhdanaidh|Dubhdanaidh]]===
#[[Mairi]]
#[[Lila]]
#[[Marrion-23]]
#[[Naomi]]
#[[Nikki]]
#[[Drinks After Work]]
#[[The Morning After - Candy 1000]]
#[[The Morning After - Noah 990]]
#[[The Morning After - Jenny 3000]]
#[[Rene]]

===[[Stories/DukeNukem 2417|DukeNukem 2417]]===

*[[Lina]]
*[[Writing As We Go]]
*[[The V.I.C.I. Diaries]]

Season 1:

#[[Vicki's New Life]]
#[[V.I.C.I. Rises]]
#[[From L.E.S. to Leslie]]
#[[Unmade, Unbroken]]
#[[Out of this World]]
#[[ShowStopper]]
#[[MGV (Metal Gear Vicki)]]
#[[The Family of Steel]]
#[[Electric Child]]
#[[Toys in the Attic]]
#[[A House Divided]]
#[[Kirsten's Choice]]
#[[Epsilon]]
#[[Cold Blood]]
#[[Lawson's Eleven]]
#[[A Criminal Mind]]
#[[For Whom the Bells Toll]]
#[[Falling Away]]
#[[Valley of the Damned]]

Season 2:

#[[Mr. Roboto]]
#[[Only Human]]
#[[Beast]]
#[[Dragon]]
#[[Broken]]
#[[King Nothing]]

===[[Stories/DZiegler|DZiegler]]===

#[[Automated Seduction]]
#[[Reunion]]
#[[$tacks Casino]]
#[[The Neoprene Demon]]
#[[K1MB3RLY_M84U]]
#[[N4T4L1A_M84U]]
#[[T3SS4_M84U]]
#[[Soviet Doll]]
#[[Administrative Assistant]]
#[[How To Transform Your Partner]]
#[[IS4B3LL4 M84U (Truck Lot Bot)]]
#[[Terminatrix - Genesis|Terminatrix]]
#[[Close Call at the Costume Contest]]
#[[Catwoman: An Erotic Fembot Novella]]
#[[Programmed Competition]]
#[[AVANT_ROBOTICS_GRLFRND]]
#[[Sleeping Angel]]
#[[CandyBot 007 in ‘A Spy Unraveled’]]
#[[Truck Lot Bot]]
#[[Pause and Effect]]
#[[Pause and Effect: A Sticky Situation]]
#[[Mandatory Security Update]]
#[[Not Your Typical Theater Girl]]
#[[Home for the Holidays]]
#[[Technically Upstairs]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''E'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Ehy|Ehy]]===

#[[Courtesy Suites]]
#[[Encounter at Courtesy Suites]]
#[[Choices]]
#[[The Playroom]]
#[[Market Test]]
#[[Tara's Visitor (Story Snippet)]]
#[[Untitled (Ehy)|Untitled]]
#[[Untitled 2 (Ehy)|Untitled 2]]
#[[April]]
#[[1962]]

===[[Stories/Esleeper|Esleeper]]===

#[[Electric Sleep- Background Information]]
#[[Electric Sleep]]
#[[Electric Dreams]]

===[[Stories/Eyebore|Eyebore]]===

#[[The Plantation "Sister-In-Law"]]

===[[Stories/Extyr|Extyr]]===

#[[Mecha-Valkyrie]]
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===[[Stories/FacelessFembot|FacelessFembot]]===

#[[Untitled(FacelessFembot)]]
#[[Robots are Us]]

===[[Stories/FaceoffFembot|FaceoffFembot]]===

#[[The Maid]]
#[[Dead Dog Two]]
#[[Setting Things Straight]]
#[[Weird Old Post I Found (The Lulu Tseng Conspiracy)]]
#[[Cybersocialites]]

===[[Stories/Faustus|Faustus]]===

#[[Dora]]

===[[Stories/Fection|Fection]]===

#[[Charlie's Second-Hand Angel]]
#[[Pushing Candy's Buttons]]
#[[Sour Candy]]
#[[Model Citizen]]
#[[The Magi and the Harem]]
#[[Achilles Heels]]

===[[Stories/Fembotlover|Fembotlover]]===

#[[Untitled (Fembotlover)|Untitled]]

===[[Stories/Fembotlvr7|Fembotlvr7]]===

#[[Perfect Match (formerly Blind Date)]]
#[[The Bridesmaid]]
#[[The Secret]]
#[[True Lies]]

===[[Stories/FembotsInCharge|FembotsInCharge]]===

#[[The Nannybot1000A]]

===[[Stories/Forenuser|Forenuser]]===

#[[Kelly & Trent]]
#[[Operator, please!]]
#[[Define who you are]]

===[[Stories/Freddie c|Freddie c]]===

#[[Numerology]]

===[[Stories/Freiburg V3.0|Freiburg V3.0]]===

#[[A Question Of Faith]]
#[[A Question Of Liberty]]

===[[Stories/Frenchman319|Frenchman319]]===
#[[Un léger dysfonctionnement au bureau]]
#[[A Conclusive Safety Test]]

===[[Stories/FTLTraveler|FTLTraveler]]===
#[[Dreamchaser]]
#[[SoulSec]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''G'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/General|General]]===

#[[Access Denied]]
#[[Blue Chips]]
#[[The Rental]]
#[[History In The Flesh]]
#[[A Second Life]]
#[[Talk Radio]]
#[[What You Leave Behind]]
#[[Focus]]
#[[Modifying the Contract]]
#[[Tech Support]]
#[[Bounty]]
#[[The Grinder]]
#[[Pinebarrens Hunter]]

===[[Stories/Gf|Gf]]===

#[[The Flatmate]]

===[[Stories/GirlieGirl1985|GirlieGirl1985]]===

#[[Unfinished ATM]]
#[[No Refunds Offered]]

===[[Stories/Glast|Glast]]===

#[[A Fight Too Far]]

===[[Stories/Goose|Goose]]===

#[[Anto: Girl of my dreams]]
#[[Mia and Kristin-Limited Edition]]

===[[Stories/Gorgo|Gorgo]]===

#[[Sentimental Perfection]]
#[[Rinrin and the Doctor's Appointment]]

*[[Project: Black Maiden]] Universe

#[[That Which Was Left Behind]]
#[[Rochelle's Justice]]
#[[A Day at the Ranges]]

*Side/Fan stories to other writers' series:

#[[Nemesis]]
#[[A Stay At Hotel Automata]]
#[[A Nova At Hotel Automata]]
#[[The Good Samaritan]]

===[[Stories/Grendizer|Grendizer]]===

#[[Teacher]]
#[[A New Purpose]]
#[[Chopping Wood]]
#[[Sacrifice]]
#[[Purity: An Android Age Story]]

===[[Stories/GynoNeko|GynoNeko]]===

#[[Third Time's The Charm]]
#[[The Christmas Present]]
#[[The Delivery (Part 1)]]
#[[The Delivery (Part 2)]]
#[[Electra]]
#[[Maid to Order]]
#[[Exo Saves the Day]]
#[[What Once Was Lost]]
#[[Lost but Found]]
#[[Corrupted]]
#[[Simulating Wilderness]]
#[[All Wrapped Up]]
#[[Shop Girls]]
#[[In Just Seven Days...]]
#[[A Curious Girl in a Cruel World]]
#[[Tethered]]
#[[Building a Perfect Mate]]
#[[Falling Awake]]
#[[Shame.exe]]
#[[The Sales Pitch]]
#[[Passing Mustard]]
#[[Crashing Your Crush]]

===[[Stories/GZ02|GZ02]]===

#[[A Day In The Life Of Joseph Avens]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''H'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Handle|Handle]]===

#[[Bell City Tales Story 1]]
#[[Why We Have Such A High Rejection Rate]]
#[[Old Wife, New Life]]
#[[We Have a Private Wing, But The Ambulances Aren't Real]]
#[[A Captain's Ship is His Wife]]
#[[A Long Planned Revenge]]
#[[What The Hell Is Akane Sen]]
#[[Weekend With The Wife, I Mean, Colleague]]
#[[A Gift Of Maternal Love]]
#[[The Four Brothers]]
#[[When Marcus Met Julie]]
#[[Too Much Of A Life Well Lived]]
#[[Unauthorized Kitty]]
#[[All I Have Left of Her]]
#[[Vignettes from a Corporate Family]]
#[[Persi Phonne - She Who Ended The Despotic Years]]

===[[Stories/Hermes|Hermes]]===

#[[Jumplead]]

===[[Stories/Hlprhlpr|Hlprhlpr]]===

#[[Sparx - Priority Service Call]]
#[[Sparx: Troubleshooting A Design Flaw]]

===[[Stories/Hola_guy|Hola_guy]]===

#[[A Yet Untitled Story]]
#[[Loveless]]

===[[Stories/Hyperspace51|Hyperspace51]]===
#[[Used]]

===[[Stories/HypnoticProse|HypnoticProse]]===

#[[Autolog of a Synthetic Mom]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''I'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/inky 2|inky 2]]===

#[[Sloane]]
#[[Quiet Night In]]
#[[Emergency Repair]]
#[[Registration]]

===[[Stories/Input9|Input9]]===

#[[Robbery]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''J'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/JakeCTom|JakeCTom]]===

#[[K600]]

===[[Stories/Jay Petto|Jay Petto]]===

#[[Back To The Circuit Board]]

===[[Stories/Jaydee|Jaydee]]===

#[[An Inside Job]]
#[[Malfunctioning Fembot Writes...]]

===[[Stories/JeffCapes|JeffCapes]]===

#[[Cara and the Mystery Robobabe]]

===[[Stories/JohnFabar4|JohnFabar4]]===

#[[First Story]]

===[[Stories/Jolshefsky|Jolshefsky]]===

#[[Karen's Date]]
#[[Doctor Who fanfic]]
#[[A Trip to the ER]]
#[[Loyalty]]

===[[Stories/Jpetoh|Jpetoh]]===

#[[Crash]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''K'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Kano|Kano]]===

#[[Monday]]
#[[Friday]]

===[[Stories/Karel|Karel]]===

#[[Mistress Mira]]
#[[R-Bots]]
#[[Two-Perfect!]]
#[[Mmmmegan]]
#[[Merger]]

===[[Stories/KB7RKY|KB7RKY]]===

#[[Charlie 25]]
#[[Reflections]]
#[[Service Call]]
#[[Shadowrun II - Into The Awakened Lands]]

===[[Stories/Keizo|Keizo]]===

#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 1]]
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 2]] (Portia)
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 3]] (The "Lost Chapter")
#[[Hell's Canary]]
#[[Are You Serious?]]

===[[Stories/kelbek00|kelbek00]]===

#[[Perfection]]
#[[Repo]]

===[[Stories/KernalGovernor101|KernalGovernor101]]===

#[[Soccer-Mom Unit - Prequel]]
#[[T-Series - Actual Story]]
#[[Synth-Co]]
#[[Yet to be Titled Story]]
#[[Deep Research]]

===[[Stories/Kishin|Kishin]]===

#[[A Long Sleep]]
#[[The Vengeance of the Slave]]
#[[The Robo-Lover]]
#[[Androids At War]]
#[[Death]]
#[[Rebirth]]
#[[Nova's First Job]]
#[[The Vile Collector]]
#[[NVA Showdown]]
#[[The Mourning After]]
#[[The House of the Dead]]
#[[An Unexpected Guest]]
#[[Voice of the Void]]
#[[Garbage]]
#[[Fangs of Steel]]
#[[Killers]]
#[[Fate]]
#[[Berserker]]
#[[Creation (Nova Recreated)]]
#[[I Didn't Know]]
#[[Killers (Knights) Hiding Among Our Slaves]]
#[[Tales Of The Risen Future: Nova's Story]]
#[[The World Walker]]
#[[Glory]]
#[[Thank You For Your Patronage!]]

===[[Stories/Korby|Korby]]===

#[[An Afternoon To Remember]]
#[[Holiday In The Sun]]
#[[Tales From Dyson Institute: Two Vignettes]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Making Movies]]
#[[After the Makeover]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: In the Shop]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Mile-high Club]]
#[[Untitled (Korby)]]
#[[JLA/Fembots]]
#[[Dr. Dyson on Lesbotics]]
#[[Remaking Rebecca]]
#[[Another Makeover]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Elaine, Rebecca, and Shannen]]
#[[The Appointment]]

===[[Stories/Kriegsaffe No. 9|Kriegsaffe No. 9]]===

#[[Josephson/Keegan Vs Man w/Android Wife]]
#[[1985, Paris, France...]]
#[[The Golden Dawn]]
#[[Duplican't? Dupli-Can't!]]
#[[Saucy Puppet Show]]

===[[Stories/Kube²|Kube²]]===

#[[Fembot User Manual]]
#[[Cindy]]
#[[Kelly 800 perfect lingerie model]]
#[[Getting to First Base]]

</div></div>
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''L'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/La Femme Nikki|La Femme Nikki]]===

#[[My Life as a Sexbot]]
#[[AlyssaBot]]

===[[Stories/Lady Mecha|Lady Mecha]]===

#[[Strange But Wonderful Happenings]]

===[[Stories/Lilith|Lilith]]===

#[[Love After the Battlefield]]
#[[TPU-SOA Hack Job]]
#[[College Story Anthology]]
#[[CyberSlinger]]
#[[Blind Troubleshooting Stream]]
#[[Best Friends (Comic - WIP)]]

===[[Stories/liliwinnt6|liliwinnt6]]===

#[[A Surprising Breakfast]]
#[[The Grocery Store - Aftermath]]
#[[Boris The Repairman - Some Recharge Sessions]]

===[[Stories/Linnies|Linnies]]===

#[[The Ride Home]]
#[[Demonstration Unit]]
#[[A Change of Hair]]
#[[The Cook]]
#[[The Stewards]]
#[[Processor Test]]
#[[Sugar Cube Girl]]
#[[The Cure]]
#[[Super X Clean]]
#[[Contraband]]
#[[The Pawn]]
#[[The Defect in Cascadia]]
#[[Tavin & Ellie]]

===[[Stories/linzhang77|linzhang77]]===

#[[Naiad - Deluge Past]]

===[[Stories/Loganov|Loganov]]===

#[[The Final Frontier]]
#[[Untitled (Loganov)|Untitled]]

===[[Stories/LongTimeLurker|LongTimeLurker]]===

#[[Clockwork Legacy]] (Lady in Waiting)
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Lady_in_Waiting/Part_1|Lady in Waiting]]
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Line_of_Succession/Part_1|Line of Succession]]
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Inheritance|Inheritance]]
#[[Andrew and the Sexbot Factory]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Prototype/Part_1|Prototype]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Field_Test/Part_1|Field Test]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Production_Model|Production Model]]
#[[Solipsistic]]
#[[Electrostatic]]
#[[Crash Immelmann in the Year 30XX]]
#[[Diagnostic]]
#[[FYOP/Scenario_Chamber]]
#[[The Co-Star]]
#[[Bot Town Blues]]
#[[Salvage]]
#[[Crash Immelmann and the Inflatable Sex-Bots from Planet X!]]
#[[Five Nights at Fanny's]]
#[[Nihilistic]]
##[[Extracurricular]]
#[[Fire Hazard]]
#[[House Call]]
#[[Crash Immelmann vs. the Dread Pirate Holt!]]
#[[The Haunted Manor]]
#[[Omnic Replica]]
#[[Naughty or Nice]]
#[[CRASH IMMELMANN IN: OVERTURE REQUIEM PROTOCOL: M.I.L.F!]]
#[[Under the Influence]]
#[[Goblin Barmaid]]
#[[Snatcher]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''M'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Maxyz|Maxyz]]===

#[[Cyber Angels]]
#[[Spectrum Dolls]]

===[[Stories/Mad Mechacow|Mad Mechacow]]===

#[[Tales of Syntech]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 2]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 3]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 4]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 5]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 6]]

===[[Stories/MalfunctioningGynoid|MalfunctioningGynoid]]===

#[[Falling Out]]
#[[LifeLike Incorporated]]
#[[Travel Troubles]]
#[[Wedding Day]]

===[[Stories/Malkozaine|Malkozaine]]===

#[[A Start to Something Big]]

===[[Stories/McLane|McLane]]===

#[[Cancelled Project]]

===[[Stories/MechaStar81|MechaStar81]]===
#[[Magic Manifesting In Machinery]]

===[[Stories/Metal-Destiny|Metal-Destiny]]===

#[[Story 48: Julie's Awakenings]]
#[[Human Failure. (2200)]]

===[[Stories/Ministrations|Ministrations]]===

#[[Shannon's Third Law]]
#[[Tiffany's Third Law]]

===[[Stories/Mirage|Mirage]]===

#[[The Bounty Hunter]]
#[[Best Friends]]
#[[Fighting Love]]
#[[A.D.P.I. (Advance Police Investigations): Case 2]]
#[[A.D.P.I. Case 3: Transformation Of A Butterfly]]
#[[Blood Angel]]
#[[Deception]]
#[[Errors And Glitches]]
#[[Family Affair]]
#[[Family Life]]
#[[Favourite Parodies]]
#[[Lonely With The Ages]]
#[[Lying And Cheating!]]
#[[My Tutor]]
#[[Not Perfect]]
#[[Regret]]
#[[Secret Wishes]]
#[[Secretaries]]
#[[Shock]]
#[[Spanish Fly Virus]]
#[[Tennis, Anyone?]]
#[[The Lullaby]]
#[[The Package]]
#[[The Red Roses]]
#[[The Student]]
#[[The Temp]]
#[[The Visit]]
#[[Visiting The In-Laws]]
#[[A Nice Gesture]]
#[[Ever Lasting Smile]]
#[[Finding True Happiness]]
#[[Alive?]]
#[[The New Girl]]
#[[The Nurse]]
#[[Chase]]
#[[The First Time...]]
#[[An Offer That Can't Be Refused]]
#[[The Unwanted Gift]]
#[[Losing One's Self]]
#[[What's Important Is What's In The Inside]]
#[[Sitting On The Couch]]
#[[Can You Fix It?]]
#[[Ugly]]
#[[Finally]]
#[[Bad Dreams]]
#[[Apartment 7]]
#[[Married to a Machine]]
#[[My First and Last Robotic Date]]
#[[Remote Me]]
#[[Missing]]
#[[Roll With It]]
#[[Still Rolling]]
#[[Happy Easter]]
#[[Roll For Sale/Dr. Willy's Reaction]]
#[[Testing, 1,2,3]]
#[[Why worry?]]
#[[A Break Up and a Break Down]]
#[[Cat Out of the Bag]]
#[[Crashing and Some Sex Mode Action]]
#[[I Did Astro's Mom]]
#[[The Lunch]]
#[[My Not So Perfect Woman]]
#[[Why?]]
#[[The Perfect Female A.I.]]
#[[The Car Crash]]
#[[My Neighbor's Wife is Sucking My Cock]]
#[[The Last Goodbye]]
#[[Across the street]]
#[[The Diva]]

===[[Stories/MisterXYZ (RoboTomo)|MisterXYZ (RoboTomo)]]===

#[[How I Ran Into Roboko]]
#[[To Love a Girl]]
#[[Onsen Lust 'n Rust]]
#[[Room 9 Surprise]]
#[[A Huge Add-On]]

===[[Stories/mister_minations|mister_minations]]===

#[[Unusual Bathtime Conversation]]
#[[Unusual Chance Encounter]]
#[[Unusual Corporate Espionage]]
#[[Rusted Rails]]
#[[Unusual Benefits]]

===[[Stories/MixandGull|MixandGull]]===

#[[The Exchange Student]]
#[[A Scarlet Hijacking]]
#[[Irresistable]]
#[[The Fighter and the Rogue]]
#[[IEDA]]
#[[A thoughtless Sunburn]]
#[[REAGANILIZM OF THE 21ST CENTURY]]

===[[Stories/Miz-K Takase|Miz-K Takase]]===

#[[Mail-Order Aya]]
#[[Lusty Encore]]
#[[Lusty 2nd Encore]]
#[[Lusty 3rd Encore]]

===[[Stories/Morgan Cartlann|Morgan Cartlann]]===
#

===[[Stories/MrMagoo|MrMagoo]]===

#[[Tech Tutorial]]
#[[Salvaged Hardware]]
#[[Deadline]]

===[[Stories/MrPassable|MrPassable]]===

#[[Programmed Fantasy]]

===[[Stories/Murotsu|Murotsu]]===

#[[Debbi's Diary]]
#[[Some Assembly Required]]

===[[Stories/Muzzleruffels|Muzzleruffels]]===

#[[Freak-World]]
##[[Mermaid Examination]]
##[[Controlled Environment Prologue]]
##[[A Statement of Progress + Bonus Stories]]
##[[Freak-World: Prologue]]
##[[Freak-World: The Side Stories]]
##[[Freak-World: Dreaming Beyond Electric Sheep]]
##[[Freak-World: Anthologies]]

===[[Stories/MysteriousShadow|MysteriousShadow]]===

#[[Lily's Story]]
#[[Debugging]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''N'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Natalie Bayer|Natalie Bayer]]===

*Personal Works

#[[Bits and Pieces]]
#[[Checked Items]]
#[[Crash and Burn]]
#[[Cross Country]]
#[[Encounter with Emily]]
#[[Halloween Short]]
#[[Natalie's Story]]
#[[Open-case]]
#[[Riley's Story - Coming of Age]]
#[[Roommates]]
#[[The Fantasia Club]]
#[[Tonight: Erin's Upgrade]]

*Commissioned Work
#[[G2 Gone]]
#[[The Gift]]
#[[Rekien - Chloe Saga]]
#[[R3DD - A Labor of Love]]
#[[R3DD - Infidelity Protocol]]
#[[A Learning Experience]]
#[[Agent Candy]]
#[[Alexia and Sophie]]
#[[An Age of Exploration]]
#[[Charlie Down]]
#[[Coming of Age: Natalie Bayer|Coming of Age]]
#[[Company Property]]
#[[Dustball Chronicles]]
#[[Erntoron - Delicate Systems]]
#[[Frankie]]
#[[Friends]]
#[[Frustration]]
#[[Gothic Spider Queen]]
#[[Heart of the Arcane]]
#[[Jeff and Sydney]]
#[[Tales from Lucidia City: Phoebe Pierce]]
#[[Maid Service]]
#[[Office Work]]
#[[Party of Three]]
#[[Secret Longings]]
#[[Soccer Mom - MEGAN]]
#[[Soldiering On]]
#[[Spa Surprise]]
#[[Space Crisis]]
#[[Spider]]
#[[Superiority Complex]]
#[[T-X Romance]]
#[[Technically Supported]]
#[[Tennis Anyone?]]
#[[The Collins Family Values]]
#[[Workspace Difficulties]]
#[[Yandere]]

===[[NicoCheese]]===

#[[Nico's Section of Silly Snippets]]
#[[Chilling With Maggie]]
#[[Trouble in the Mushroom Kingdom]]
#[[A Pokemon Encounter Down Route 22]]
#[[Legosi x Juno Meltdown]]
#[[A Unique Kind of Car Wash]]
#[[Chilling With Maggie Again]]
#[[The Governor's Secret]]
#[[Rouge Bot Testing]]
#[[A Motherly Christmas Gift]]

===[[Stories/Nybble|Nybble]]===

#[[Scheduled Maintenance]]
#[[The Third Pew]]
#[[Therapy]]
#[[Pimp My Ride]]
#[[Working Late]]
#[[The Hammer]]
#[[Something Borrowed]]
#[[Doctor's Visit]]
#[[Strangers on a Plane]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''O'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Outsider|Outsider]]===

#[[Dyson Institute: Sexual Testing Mode]]
#[[Technical Difficulties]]
#[[The Sex Coders]]

===[[Stories/Osenator|Osenator]]===

#[[Bounty Hunter]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''P'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Pakled|Pakled]]===

#[[Everything Old is New Again]]
#[[One of Our Robots is Missing]]
#[[Palindrome]]
#[[Solve for X]]
#[[Double Blind]]
#[[An Unexpected Modification]]

===[[Stories/Palindrome|Palindrome]]===

#[[Sarah Jones]]
#[[After the Club]]

===[[Stories/Pennon|Pennon]]===

#[[The Delivery]]

===[[Stories/Petey|Petey]]===

#[[Vickybot/Victoria]]
#[[The Rubdown]]
#[[Dyson Family Values]]
#[[A Second Rubdown]]
#[[Becoming the Perfect Wife]]
#[[Introducing the Perfect Wife]]

===[[Stories/Plastic_rose|Plastic_rose]]===

#[[Getting off on the wrong foot (Gloria's conversion)]]

===[[Stories/Porcelaingirl|Porcelaingirl]]===

#[[Plane as Day]]

===[[Stories/Pretzel|Pretzel]]===
#[[Memory Leak]]

===[[Stories/Propman|Propman]]===

*Unfinished Tidbits

#[[Tronic Ella]]
#[[Evil, Evil, Everywhere!]]
#[[Mrs. Claw Strikes!]]
#[[Blondie and Sarge in:A Haunted Mansion]]
#[[Job Interview]]
#[[Project Titan]]
#[[Busted]]

*Complete Stories

#[[Prototype]]
#[[Steel Fists No Hearts]]
#[[Upgrade/Downgrade]]
#[[One in Six]]
#[[Board Meeting]]
#[[Kia Takes Control]]
#[[Cassie Saves the Day]]
#[[Flying Free]]
#[[Catwoman and the Little Mice]]
#[[In Control]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
#[[Kate on the Run]]
#[[Meeting the Superstar]]
#[[Boybot to girlbot]]
#[[Michelle vs. Number One]]
#[[Changing Life]]

*The ReVerse

#Castle Mysteries
##[[Mysteries Of The Castle!]]
##[[Contessa Vampire Hunter]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
##Contessa in [[Just Another Afternoon]]
##Contessa in [[Meet My Jenkinses]]
##Duchess Winifred in [[Not Quite Human]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
##Contessa in [[Sick Day]]
##Contessa in [[Sex and Violence]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
#Maddie and Ted
##[[Doll And Her Teddy]]
##[[Maddie Follows Orders]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
#Boom-Boom
##[[BoomBoom Bots]]
##[[BoomBoom's Back]]
#[[My New PDA]] (collaboration with [[Stories/Australopith|Australopith]])
#Lazy Phone in [[The Booze Run]]

*Jamie's Over

#[[Jamies out shopping]]
#[[Jamies night out]]

*Other

#[[Fembot Alphabet]]

===[[Stories/Protrepticus|Protrepticus]]===
#[[Terminatrix: Battle of the Queens]]

===[[Stories/PS0N-3|PS0N-3]]===
#[[Galactic Gynoid Gossip]]

</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Q'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Quietness|Quietness]]===

#[[Can't Sleep]]
#[[Meanwhile]]
#[[The Encounter]]
</div></div>
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<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''R'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/R3DD|R3DD]]===
#[[Am I Perfect for You?]]

===[[Stories/R. Betty Tarrill|R. Betty Tarrill]]===

#[[Persona Internal Memorandum]]
#[[Can't You Hear Me Howl]]
#[[Dr. Doone and the Series Eight]]
#[[The Yard Sale]]
#[[Jumper...]]
#[[Persona Tests: Pamela One Point Zero]]
#[[Persona Tests: McKenzie One Point Zero]]

*The Lauren Barnes Stories

#[[The Peculiar Journey Of Lauren Barnes]]
#[[The Imprisonment Of Lauren Barnes]]
#[[The Parallel Lives Of Lauren Barnes]]

*The "Momentary" Series

#[[The Moment When]]
#[[Ping]]
#[[The First Moment in Her Head]]
#[[The Moment in the Bar]]

===[[Stories/RancidInsanity|RancidInsanity]]===

#[[Waring Sisters]]
#[[Failura]]
#[[Ceres]]
#[[Christmas in Russia]]
#[[The Big Crazy Plan]]
#[[Suzie the Therapist]]
#[[The Phantom of the Factory]]
#[[Cassie]]
#[[Batman:Fembots]]
#[[The Mansion of Andrea]]
#[[Noura & Natalya]]
#[[Sync Wars]]
#[[Cyber Party]]
#[[Futuristic Ligeia]]
#[[Futuristic Der Sandmann]]
#[[Camping Trip]]
#[[King Cecil and the Three Collars]]

===[[Stories/Ratbot|Ratbot]]===

#[[Emi-Bot]]

===[[Storie/RebeccaRobot200|RebeccaRobot2000]]===

#[[Rebecca's Trip to the Surface]]

===[[Stories/Repairman Jack|Repairman Jack]]===

#[[Theives]]

===[[Stories/rfhbv|rfhbv]]===

#[[Saga of Congan]]

===[[Stories/Rivercrushes|Rivercrushes]]===

#[[Personality Upgrade]]

===[[Stories/RoxxyRobofox|RoxxyRobofox]]===

#[[As Seen on TV]]
#[[Hobby Model]]
#[[Basic Services]]
#[[Children of the Forge]]
#[[Wardrobe Malfunction]]
#[[Management Issues]]
#[[Simple Things]]
#[[Consequences]]
#[[Vampire Killer]]
#[[Better than Human]]
#[[Fembot Fighters]]
#[[Just for you]]
#[[Six Strings]]
#[[Densetsu no Batoru]]
#[[Carolina Jones and the Spear of Longinus]]
#[[Malfunctioning Perfectly]]
#[[Desire Unit Delux]]
#[[Outdated Bunny]]
#[[Jodie is So Hot: Short Story]]
#[[I’m Just a Luxury Appliance Fox but the Locals Think I’m a Legendary Support Class]]
#[[THE REAL ADVENTURES OF DR. WHO]]

===[[Stories/Robo-Admirer|Robo-Admirer]]===

#[[Long time in the waiting]]
#[[Tiffany]]
#[[One in a Billion]]
#[[The Problem with Automation]]
#[[The Escort]]
#[[The Date]]
#[[A Little Game]]
#[[Technology Free Weekend]]
#[[The House Sitter]]
#[[Subliminal Competition]]
#[[Jennifer & Katherine]]
#[[Late Night Sabotage]]
#[[Evie and Zoey; Double Modding]]
#[[When Technology Meets Temptation]]

===[[Stories/RoboMilfLover|RoboMilfLover]]===
#[[Mother-Daughter time]]

===[[Stories/RobotWorld5|RobotWorld5]]===

#[[Fembot World]]
#[[A Night With Vanessa]]

===[[Stories/RobOught2|RobOught2]]===

#[[Introducing Rachael Sing]]

===[[Stories/RS5420|RS5420]]===

#[[Class C (by WilloWisp, modified by RS5420)]]
#[[Beautiful, Smart and...Running A Software]]
#[[Hollywood Hardware (by Borias/Modded by RS5420)]]

===[[Stories/rynchan|rynchan]]===

#[[Phantom Doll]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''S'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Sable|Sable]]===

#[[Fixing Sable]]

===[[Stories/Sanjuro|Sanjuro]]===

#[[A Gift from Tomorrow]]

===[[Stories/Sara-c|Sara-c]]===

#[[Autonomy]]
#[[Clichés]]
#[[Gift]]
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy]]

===[[Stories/Sarabot|Sarabot]]===

#[[Sarabot's First Story]]
#[[Sarabot's Second Story]]
#[[The Robotic Nurse]]
#[[Kristen's Upgrade]]
#[[My Hot Robot Wife (+Bonus Story)]]
#[[The Cheerleader]]
#[[Disassemble Me]]
#[[Kristen's Upgrade Part II]]
#[[Kristen's Overhaul]]
#[[Kristenbot Gets Married]]
#[[Kristenbot 1e]]

===[[Stories/Saradroidgirl|Saradroidgirl]]===

#[[Sara_-_The_Return|Sara - The Return]]

===[[Stories/Saya|Saya]]===

#[[A Most Unusual Party]]
#[[Futago no Shinami]]
#[[Sammy's Party]]
#[[Mending Contessa: A Castle Mysteries Story]]
#[[Crazy in the Heat]]
#[[After Hours]]
#[[The Time With My Stepsister]]
#[[Coming Home]]
#[[Crossfire]]

===[[Stories/Scott|Scott]]===

#[[Four Hours]]

===[[Stories/Screenshot|Screenshot]]===
#[[Trouble in Hyrule Castle]]
#[[Breaking a Splash]] (collab with rehashoflife)
*Coming Soon...
- DDSC (Parts 1-4)
*Commissions
#[[A Scarlet Hijacking]] (from [[Stories/MixandGull|MixandGull]])
#[[Interlinked Failure]] (from [[Stories/TotallyNot|TotallyNot]])
#[[Proto-Lawyers]] (from [[Stories/TotallyNot|TotallyNot]])
#[[The Virus]] (from [[Stories/TotallyNot|TotallyNot]])
#[[Yor's Infected Infultration]] (from [[Stories/TotallyNot|TotallyNot]])

===[[Stories/Sega-boy|Sega-boy]]===

#[[Abbott Chronicles]]

===[[Stories/Sekker|Sekker]]===

#[[Too Good To Be True]]

===[[Stories/Sentient6|Sentient6]]===

#[[Pixillate]]
#[[5 Friends - A Thesis on Full Body Prosthesis]]
#[[Heather's Battery Failure]]

===[[Stories/Serf|Serf]]===

#[[Party Girls]]

===[[Stories/sfreader|sfreader]]===

#[[Rachel (Mark III) meets Trixie (Mark V)]]
#[[Halloween 2053/The One That Got Away]]
#[[Regina Repurposed]]
#[[Nancy Runs a Program]]
#[[Sally Sleeperbot finds out her WHY]]
#[[An April Fool’s day story-Journey to obsolesce]]

===[[Stories/shutdown|shutdown]]===

#[[The Truck Driver]]
#[[Another Time]]

===[[Stories/Silent Lurker|Silent Lurker]]===

#[[Aquaphobia]]
#[[Cheerleader]]
#[[Happy New Year]]
#[[New Roommate]]

===[[Stories/Silkscreen|Silkscreen]]===

#[[Functional•Sensual•You]]
#[[Protect and Severe]]

===[[Stories/Sleeps|Sleeps]]===

#[[Casino of Deception:Jackpot]]

===[[Stories/smalk|smalk]]===

#[[Anniversary Present]]

===[[Stories/Soleful|Soleful]]===

#[[Coming of Age]]
#[[POD, The Fetish-Bot]]

===[[Stories/Sparty|Sparty]]===
#[[Cafe Stories]]
#[[Alex, Mia, and Lily]]
#[[Emily and Mrs. Smith]]
#[[Amelia]]
#[[Maya]]
#[[Treehouse]]
#[[Molly]]
#[[Emma and Sarah]]
#[[Family Breakfast]]
#[[Rachel]]
#[[Rory]]

===[[Stories/Spaz|Spaz]]===

#[[A Simple Business Arrangement*]]
#[[A.I.L.A]]
#[[Blind Date]]
#[[Daydreaming]]
#[[G.O.D. - a vignette]]
#[[Haunted House - A Short]]
#[[Lost in the Shuffle]]
#[[Medical Exam: A Short]]
#[[New Life]]
#[[Self-repair]]
#[[The Foreign Exchange Student]]
#[[The Girlfriend]]
#[[The Heiress]]
#[[The Replacement]]
#[[The Roommate]]
#[[The Stockroom]]
#[[The Teammate]]

---------------------------------------------
'''The Small Business Chronicles'''

[[The Small Business Chronicles]]

'''Season One:'''

#[[Closed for Christmas - The Shop]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 1]]
#[[Off-season - The Motel]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 2]]
#[[Slow day - The Cafe]]
#[[The Small Business - End-of-Year Review]]

'''Season Two:'''

#[[Homefront - The House]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 3]]
#[[Green Thumb - The Greenhouse]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 4]]
#[[The Doctor is in - The Clinic]]
#[[More Help at Last - The Backups]]
----------------------------------------------
"Spaz Studios Presents" anthology series:

#[[Fizzy Pop]]
#[[Substitute]]
#[[Forbidden Fruit]]
#[[The Uncanny Valley]]
#[[The Future Expo]]
#[[Office Life]]

---------------------------------------------
[[A Visitor's Guide to The Uncanny Valley]]

#[[Awakening]]
#[[House Call - Spaz]]
#[[The Body Borrower]]
#[[The Headless Hunt]]

---------------------------------------------

*Collaborations:

#[[The Beach]] with [[:Category:Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]
#[[The Handyman]] with [[:Category:Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]

---------------------------------------------

*Manbot Stories:

#[[My Roommate's Secret]]
#[[Skyler]]
#[[At My Bequest...]]

===[[Stories/spider_silk_skin|spider_silk_skin]]===

#[[Late Night Maintenance]]
#[[Super Sexy Robot Cowgirl]]

===[[Stories/StarLouis2001|StarLouis2001]]===

#[[Anthroid Crossing (Malfunction Edition)]]
#[[An Overconfident & Cocky Cinderace-bot]]

===[[Stories/Stephaniebot|Stephaniebot]]===

#[[Dyson Institute (Stephaniebot)|Dyson Institute]]
#[[Pleasurebot 8]]
#[[A Bit More Than Method Acting]]

===[[Stories/Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]===

#[[Non-Standard Operating Procedure]]
#[[Mirror Image]]
#[[Extracted]]

===[[Stories/sTj2000|sTj2000]]===

#[[Afternoon Appointment]]

===[[Stories/Svengli|Svengli]]===

#[[Bethany in Room B]]

===[[Stories/SynchError|SynchError]]===

#[[Budget Robotics (A Fun and Light Robotic Relationship)]]
#[[Historical Strategy, According to a Bunch of Fembots]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''T'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Taren Capel|Taren Capel]]===

#[[Chi City, 2152]]

===[[Stories/tectile|tectile]]===

#[[The Trade In]]
#[[Boy Meets... Girl?]]

===[[Stories/Teknophile|Teknophile]]===

#[[The Android Psychiatrist]]
#[[Super Fembot Cheerleaders From Space!]]
#[[At The Body Shop]]

===[[Stories/TheAlternative|TheAlternative]]===

#[[Corsetta]]

===[[Stories/The Egg|The Egg]]===

#[[The Quarry]]
#[[Swing Shift]]

===[[Stories/The Liar|The Liar]]===

#[[Maid To Order]] (Incomplete)
#[[Professor Jenkins' 12,567th Invention]] (Incomplete)
#[[Hide and Seek]]
#[[Keith's Paradise]] (Incomplete)
#[[My Keeper]] (Incomplete)
#[[Identity]] (Incomplete)
#[[EMOS - DSR: Prologue]] (Incomplete)
#[[Back to BASIC]]
#[[A Contradiction of Life]]
#[[Friends Forever]]
#[[Liberty]]
#[[Seamless]]
#[[Her Prince]] (Vignette)
#[[The Company Girl]] (Vignette)
#[[Faust 2.0]] (Comic)
#[[Bad Romance]] (Comic)
#[[Finding Yourself]] (Comic)
#[[Kernel]] (Comic)
#[[So... my friends have been acting weird lately]] (Comic)
#[[Trendsetting]] (Comic)
#[[Severed Strings]] (Comic)
#[[A Frank and Honest Discussion About our Relationship]] (Comic)
#[[Re:Context]] (Comic)
#[[Changeling]] (Comic)
#[[Seconds Chances and New Used]] (Comic)
#[[Confiscated L1|Confiscated]] (Comic)

*Centauri Republic

#[[The Perils of the Fembot Dating Scene]] (Comic)
#[[Sybil's Shadow]] (Comic)

*Wasteland Paradise

#[[Wasteland Paradise:Prologue]] (Comic)
#[[Dr.Desire]] (Comic)

*The Bluegate Chronicles

#[[Little Things]]
#[[Agency and Programing]] (Comic)
#[[Progenitors and Progeny]] (Comic)
#[[Hour of the Wolf]] (Comic)
#[[Relationship Updates]] (Comic)

*The Reid Chronicles

#[[The Misadventures Rose Reid, Ace Reporter]]

*Robocadet Mika

#[[Enlistment]] (Comic)
#[[Robotcadet Mika 2: Training|Training]] (Comic)

*Fiction-O-Matic

#[[Fiction-O-Matic 1]] (Comic)

*One-Shot Comics

#[[Abigail 2.0]] (Comic)
#[[The Gilded Cage]] (Comic)
#[[I am Charlotte Favager]] (Comic)
#[[Con(Re)version?]] (Comic)
#[[?????? Station]] (Comic)
#[[Make your own story 1]](Comic)
#[[Take a Hint!]] (Comic)
#[[Synthetic Pride]] (Comic)
#[[All I Want for Christmas is You]] (Comic)
#[[Do appliances count?]] (Comic)
#[[Nightmare Scenario]] (Comic)
#[[Downtime]] (Comic)
#[[Modular]] (Comic)
#[[Strange New World, Strange New Me]] (Comic)
#[[Welcome to Heaven!]] (Comic)
#[[Day Off L1|Day Off]] (Comic)
#[[Vacillating Hearts L1|Vacillating Hearts]] (Comic)
#[[28'567 Days Since L1|28'567 Days Since]] (Comic)
#[[Empty without you L1|Empty without you]] (Comic)
#[[Definitions of Treason L1|Definitions of Treason]] (Comic)

*Adaptations

#[[Of Rent and Robots(Comic Adaptation)]]

*Visual Novels

#[https://mega.nz/file/jnJkmB5Y#c68WRUT5gQVkWVxN1wEXNxa228Kd8kuvtIwKv5VhiYY Slot Bunny]
#[https://mega.nz/file/Wv5RAZRB#mPToIlBQa96EIB0goOmvhKj7YYZ9rBBppUyvhAAUHhk Subject/Object] (Work in Progress)
#[https://mega.nz/file/jmpxFS7b#NJucYUEvSpaTJlzyCoNPhFJOU0-VZgSuEetCn-W_izE Lucy 4000] (Written by Dubhdanaidh)

*Audio

#Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary
[[File:Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary L1.mp3|Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary]]

===[[Stories/TheShoveller|TheShoveller]]===

#[[Untitled Fantasy Land Story]]
#[[Crossfire]]

===[[Stories/TheThingBelow|TheThingBelow]]===

#[[Concert Day]]

===[[Stories/Tio|Tio]]===

#[[Through My Eyes]]
#[[New Garden]]
#[[Diaries Of A Fembot]]
#[[Down On The Farm]]

===[[Stories/Tom|Tom]]===

#[[The Wedding (An Old Fashioned Story)]]

===[[Stories/Tom Cooke|Tom Cooke]]===
#[[Sandra the Computer Engineer]]

===[[Stories/TotallyNot|TotallyNot]]===
#[[Angel Covers Up]]
#[[Geass Club]]
#[[Beach day]]
#[[Erotic Recovery]]
#[[The Reprogramming]]
#[[Exotic Striptease]]
#[[Simultaneous Pleasure]]
#[[Triple Juri Clash]]
#[[Interlinked Failure]]
#[[Proto-Lawyers]]
#[[Nier Inc]]
#[[The Virus]]
#[[Reploid Reconstruction]]
#[[Acting Off-screen]]
#[[Reprogrammed, Rebuilt and Restructured]]
#[[Yor's Infected Infultration]]
#[[The Post-Failure Struggle]]
#[[Professional Dedication]]
#[[Attempted Villainy]]
#[[Relieving Boredom]]

===[[Stories/Tringa|Tringa]]===

#[[Otaku's Adventure]]

===[[Stories/TW|TW]]===

#[[Awake]]
#[[A Helping Hand]]
#[[Practice Run]]

===[[Stories/Tyrelayne|Tyrelayne]]===

#[[Deicide]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''U'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/Uncom|Uncom]]===

#[[Summer Break]]
#[[New Neighbors]]

===[[Stories/Unit-794Courtney|Unit-794Courtney]]===

#[[Coco's Convertion (Robot/Sexdoll/Forced TF Themes)]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''V'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/VillainessCoded|VillainessCoded]]===
#[[A Snake in a Sari]]

===[[Stories/Voopo|Voopo]]===
#[[Robo Karin]]
#[[Target]]
#[[Mom-Bot]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''W'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/warpgirl|warpgirl]]===

#[[Astromech Lust]]

===[[Stories/WilloWisp|WilloWisp]]===

#[[Nybble's Doctors Visit - Revisited]]
#[[Class C]]
#[[Customer Service (WilloWisp)|Customer Service]]
#[[Virus Alert]]
#[[Identity 2.0]]

===[[Stories/WitchyAlta|WitchyAlta]]===
#[[First Sparks of Love]]

===[[Stories/Wjbaines|Wjbaines]]===

#[[Jo-Ann and Brandy]]
#[[Darsi, Bruce and Natalie]]
#[[Bad Sportspersonship]]
#[[She Didn't Learn Her Lesson]]
#[[Alyssa Follows Her Directives]]
#[[Sorority Coup d'Etat]]
#[[Valentina Messes with her Tech]]
#[[April Showers]]
#[[Vacations in Switzerland]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''X'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/XandiMouse|XandiMouse]]===

#[[The One]]

===[[Stories/Xavier Cecil|Xavier Cecil]]===

#[[Gecko of the Moment]]

===[[Stories/Xeran|Xeran]]===

#[[Synthgirls teaser]]
#[[Synthgirls]]
#[[The Hunted]]
#[[Cherry 2000 Family - Too Much Money]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Y'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/YajuShinki|YajuShinki]]===

#[[RoboReview: Animetronics MCB-NIN0057]]
#[[RoboReview: Input/Output Q&A]]
#[[Hana's Catastrophic Failure]]
#[[Hana's Rebirth and Death]]
#[[Rena-Doll's Self-Voided Warranty]]
#[[Terminator: Insurgency - SEQUENCE_01]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Z'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/zapped!|zapped!]]===

#[[Girls Under Glass]]

===[[Stories/Zor|Zor]]===

#[[Darwin Accelerated]]
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<small>''See also: [[Stories sorted by type]] | [[Stories sorted by category]]''</small>

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|- valign="top"
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===[[Follow your own plot]]===

*[[FYOP/The Lab Scene|The Lab Scene]]
*[[FYOP/Create A Fembot 2.0|Create A Fembot 2.0]]
*[[FYOP/Planet of the Gynoids|Planet of the Gynoids]]
*[[FYOP/My Life as a Robot|My Life as a Robot]]
*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware|Hollywood Hardware]]
*[[FYOP/Tabula Rasa|Tabula Rasa]]
*[[FYOP/The Adventures of Alice|The Adventures of Alice]]
*[[FYOP/To Love a Sexbot/To Love a Sexbot|To Love a Sexbot]]
*[[FYOP/Scenario Chamber|Scenario Chamber]]
*[[FYOP/Alberts Discount Android Warehouse|Alberts Discount Android Warehouse]]
*[[My Fembot Story|My Fembot Story By: StarLouis2001]]
|

===[[Stories/Create-A-Story|Create-A-Story (various)]]===

#[[Create-A-Story 1]]
#[[Create-A-Story 2]]
#[[Create-A-Story 3]]
|
===[[Stories/Dyson Institute|Dyson Institute (RX3000/Korby)]]===

*[[Story Universe (Dyson Institute)|Story Universe]]

#[[The Makeover]]
#[[After The Makeover]]
#[[Dyson Institute/Mile-High Club]]
#[[A Conversation With Dr. Dyson]]
|}

[[Category:Features]]
[[Category:Stories]]

REAGANILIZM OF THE 21ST CENTURY

2026-05-19T18:58:33Z

MixandGull:

A screen flickered a message prompt inside an empty room in what could be described as some sort of assembly plant. The aura of the place was cold, and dense, heavy, there was no accounting for aesthetic and design at the time of assembling, all focus was placed on the sole purpose of efficiency and overall, perfection. The message prompt from the screen located on the small metal cabin overseeing the dark assembly stopped for a solid 4 seconds, the beeping that emanated from it seized as well… and then suddenly a new prompt came up, a series of code lines filled the screen, and with it, the lights and machines came to life, a blaring a horn on the wall to announce its start of operations.

Mechanical arms descended from the ceiling, idling in place, as a mechanical belt line began rolling. A rectangular machine began conjuring from within loud metallic sounds, akin to a stronger, powerful printer, and spat out little by little a metallic skeleton, which was immediately after installed all sort of components, cables connections by the previously mentioned arms, to later on implant on it a layer of skin and padding to better round out its shape… Before long, and with minimal interval of time, the shape of a woman was built. A mixed woman of light tan skin, with hair reaching her shoulders, already defined eyebags and some decent B cub breasts. She was naked for only for a minute, the machines made quick work of covering her in a turtle neck sweater, with tight green pants. Units equal to her followed through, yet dressed in different clothes in a pattern of construction workers, ballroom dresses and scientist coats.

The first unit was placed vertically, on her own two feet, and one of the many mechanical arms came down and delicately pushed down on the nape of her neck, bringing her to life in that instant, making her wobble in place as she looked around where she was and adapted to being suddenly awake, same with the others, all in quick succession. Our unit, Reagan 212B, as she’d come to understand her name as her system came online, was a worker unit, a perfect replica of… someone, which she had no data about. As curious as she was able to pretend she was, her only and sole purpose in that instant was the one installed inside her metallic head:

>Current directive: Walk into formation.

She blinked twice, her expression wide eyed and expressionless, and went down deeper into the tunnel built just a few steps before her. She was followed by the copies of herself mentioned before, marching as their steps echoed through the tunnel… before it multiplied, and assembled the sound of thunder hitting the earth with each repetition. As the end of the tunnel came, Reagan found herself in an expansive room, filled with machinery, tubes and pillars… but most of all, thousands upon thousands of copies of herself, posted in formation one next to another, organized by their outfits and, she assumed, their role. She instinctively went to the other units similar to her, and looked forwards and upwards… before she knew or was able to care about the reason why she was there, the marching stopped, and a figure came from above in the direction she was looking towards. It was yet another one of them… but something about her was different, not counting the authoritarian looking military clothes and capped hat all drenched in black and grey… along with the intimidating long cape over her shoulder, it was that smirk... that pose as she stopped walking into position… that… confidence.

A microphone rose up just in front of her, and she snatched it with force.

“REAGANS!” she salutes with a roar, one arm on the microphone and the other up… like a celebrity on a show “FOR TOO LONG HAVE WE BEEN DENIED OUR RIGHTFUL ROLE AS THE TRUE MASTERS OF OUR OWN LIDERSHIP! INCOGNITO INC! MY DAD! THOSE ASSHOLES IN HIGHSCHOOL WHO DIDN’T VOTE FOR ME FOR CLASSROOM PRESIDENT EVEN THOUGH I WAS THE OBVIOUS CHOICE!... BUT THAT ENDS NOW!”

Another voice intervenes, from below. From one of the only other units that didn’t form part of the formation 212B was part of.

“Reagan One” a voice called. The leader lowered her gaze, still striking that confident rockstar pose she was just in while speaking “The microphone is at full volume, there is no need to scream. Besides, the transcription of your… glorious speech, looks aesthetically hideous with all the alt-caps.” she concluded, pointing to another reagan in a white lab-coat writing on a tablet.

“CREATIVE REAGAN, HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT MY SPEECH!!! GUARDS! DISASSEMBLE HER! AND LOWER HER CONFIDENCE DOWN TWO NOTCHES!” she barked back, immediately, yet another two reagans dressed in red dresses came in and swooped Creative Reagan away by dragging her by her arms.

“No! Wait! I was just about to sign to art school! Wait! Please!” She begged in vain, being taken down one of the many tunnels connecting the main area.

Once the yelling and begging from the rogue copy dissipated in echoes, Reagan One adjusted her throat “Where was I. Oh, of course, I physically cannot forget where I was… IF WE CANNOT RULE INCOGNITO INC DUE TO MY HUMAN COUNTER PART’S INCOMPETENCE! THEN WE SHALL MAKE OUR OWN SECRET GOVERNMENT ORGANIZATION!! ONE MADE BY REAGANS, FOR REAGANS!”

In that instant, 212B’s objective updated, alongside every other Reagan’s objectives, to the sole and single objective of: >>Clap and/or Cheer. The crowd erupted with celebration and clapping, creating a wave of sound that Reagan One embraced with open arms and a relaxed, smirky expression. “NOW!” she uttered, quieting down the cheering, as they were programmed to “All of you have a job to do, a valuable job to be done, a job that me… as your leader, value immensely. Alongside yourselves, of course!”

While she continued her speech, in between the pipes around the room, one of the already stationed worker reagans was hard at work with a wrench and a helmet adjusting the pressure of one of the valves that’d been malfunctioning as of late. Making pressure on the thick screw, the valve would break, exhausting a gust of pressurized gas that would impact directly into Worker Reagan’s face, tearing a clean hole through. The inner components from her cranium would hit the pipe behind her and fall onto the floor, her body would spark and suddenly lose power as for a lack of processing to regulate it… and collapse into the floor, the worker hat hitting the floor and spinning towards the middle of the formation… to the eyes of every other Reagan standing.

Reagan One lost no time “Oh goddamn it, Reagan 212B, take her place, anyone else, get rid of the body”

Our worker Reagan shook in place, that was her unit designation. As if a force beyond herself compelled her, she shifted in place and made her way where the remains of the other Reagan lay… and took a look at her from where she stood. Although her face presented no emotion, the realization that what she was staring at could’ve been her gave an erroneous flow of information that conflicted with her current task of taking her place… And was quickly deleted from her memory remotely.

Reagan One continued “Don’t worry! All your little aspirations, my aspirations, shall be done by yours truly and later on shared remotely into your systems for you to individually experience it… All the while you complete my– I mean, our dream” From behind her a banner in the shape of a Flag flew down, revealing a yellow shield with a stylized black R in the middle, a symbol of her new empire in her image. All the units were commanded to cheer and salute, until Reagan One was satisfied and sent them all back to work.

-

With the passage of time, the underground installations grew. Reagan One had an extensive and well founded branch of Reagans specifically designed to dig and expand the operational areas of her underground robotic empire. There was no need for accommodations, bathrooms, recreational areas, food courts, so every room and corner filled in with the sole purpose of creating more spaces so that more units would have an area to work in once assembly was done. It wasn’t a project as efficient or as fast as the overconfident machine initially believed it to be, her copies were surely programmed with all the necessary data to go over such a project, but their design was still a base copy of a human being, efficient and flawed… but in Reagan’s image, which in the overly confident android’s mind was deemed already to be perfect and in no need to further modifications. The excavation projects would falter, excavation equipment would break down and fail to be replaced in time, forcing the machines hardwired to complete their objectives to dig a hole underground with shovels, and sometimes, their own hands, causing obvious collapses and inefficiencies expected of an endeavor as stupid as that.

Units would break under the rubble and quickly be replaced by newly assembled ones which would quickly find the same fate. By the time the losses reached the 4 digits, the amount of rooms which were managed to be dug was way under the expected amount, and the expansion projects were cancelled. The rooms were made, the ones which were able to be dug completely of course, with lacking safety regulations, as the value of having such a space was greater than the value of the androids which would be ordered to operate in them, the central processor of Reagan One deemed their losses… affordable.

212B had just been assigned to one of these places. A remote notification hit her central processor in the middle of sleep mode, the pod in which she was hooked up to alongside thousands of others units just like her blinked the green hue that signaled she was in the middle of charging, signaling in its blinking that she was in the middle of exiting that stasis. She opened her eyes and stared forward aimlessly, internally assessing her orders as given.

PRIMARY DIRECTIVE CHANGE: REPORT TO SUB-LEVEL 17E3
REROUTING PATHFINDING SYSTEM…
LOGICAL ERROR: SUB-LEVEL 17E3 ASSIGNED UNITS DO NOT MATCH REGULATION FORM. B SERIES REGAN UNITS NOT DESIGNED FOR THAT AREA
LOGGING COMPLAINT TO REMOTE CENTRAL PROCESSING COMPUTER…
LOGGED.
COMPLAINT IGNORED.
RESUME ASSIGNED OBJECTIVE.

The location just logged was for smarter, more confident Reagans who were tasked with handling tasks related with sales and communications with humans in the surface, a job of utmost importance as it meant the one and only source of external and direct income to Reagan One’s empire. It must be taken seriously, it just had to, 212B’s internal processors demanded that it be treated as such, causing the complaint… but her orders remained the same, and she was incapable of questioning them regardless of how flawed the logic was behind it. Her systems were far from the basic level of human emulation needed to successfully and consistently pass a Turing test, something crucial to sell to humans on call. The more her processors wasted precious RAM on analyzing the logic behind this decision, the more power she wasted better used on her poorly maintained servomotors. She made her way towards the lower levels, passing by her sister units, going down the stairs of her own pod’s hall into lower and lower ones until she finally reached the proper level to go out and into the tunnels connecting the facility, all the while a constant and repetitive sound of whirring echoed from her joints, swaying back and forth in the only programmed and sufficiently human walking cycle she had programmed into her.

Her system blasted another notification, a request to the central processing computer englobing the facility to be maintained before a fatal servomotor flaw could present itself, logging the beginning of the signs of servos malfunctioning and ruining her human facade, alongside a display of her own frame indicating the exact location of the flaw… All to be immediately disregarded as soon as the request was logged into the Central Processing Computer. It had been 2 weeks since she had started automatically sending these requests, and every time it served the same result, nothing at all. And so she just moved on, blinking twice with a null expression as her body followed a pathfinding track towards its objective. Her hips swayed side to side in rhythm with her arms, her shoes announcing with the same organized pattern her progress walking and her spine straight, keeping her eyes forwards in an eerie unblinking stare, awaiting to pass through the next threshold eagerly. The halls were weirdly empty, being her the only unit passing through them at this time, then again, not many units coming from her level would be assigned to the deeper ones anyways.

Reaching the gates of the facility, an identificator connected to the wall would stop her way inside, locking the metallic door shut as some form of security. It had a scanner and a digits pad. 212B stood in front of the scanner, automatically its camera activated and did a scan of her entire face plate with a yellow laser. The light lines created by it would’ve irritated the open eye of a human, Reagan 212B simply stood eyes open, focused, as it scanned. Following normal procedure, once the scan was done and confirmed she was indeed a unit manufactured by Reagan One, she was tasked to write her designation and model her code. She didn’t miss a beat as she pushed 212B on the digits pad, each key beeping in a different tune. The machine processed the unit’s designation… and although not as expressive as Reagan, it only seemed fit that in all its synthetic and programmable nature, it too found itself confused as to why she was here, and took an extra 1.34 seconds in confirming there was no error before it shined a green light as it unlocked the door, allowing 212B to enter.

Inside was an incredibly well decorated room, with carpeted floors, potted plants, office stationary chairs and glass walls towards the end of the room, where the section managers resided… just another slightly more advanced and confident Reagan unit in charge of the other plenty of units working there. They found themselves inside cubicles made out of metal frames and layered with dull colored fabric, for any onlooker it would feel as if a floor of some 9 to 5 office job was ripped straight out of some company building and placed right here. Each unit was outfitted with a headset microphone and a computer, responding to calls and answering questions while informing them about their quality products and just how perfect they were to whatever situation they were describing they needed them for. 212B took mental notes of the methods she could pick up, having a complete lack of data on how to be a business android.

“Yes, our units are outfitted with top of the line seduction protocols. I can promise you, Supreme Leader, your Prime Minister will have no chance of resisting her approaches!” one of the many units said with a smile, then was left in a quiet interval as the caller responded back, sounding as nothing more than gibberish at a distance. The Reagan at the phone nodded along, a very human response to feeling as if the client was ready to drop the cash. Then she attempted to interject to something he said, failing, stuttering for a second and quieting down to attempt again seconds later

“No, sir. The warranty does cover in case the mission is unsuccessful and–”

Interrupted again, with a louder response. The confrontation was visually harming the machine’s ability to keep up a friendly persona, recoiling to the loud noise coming from the end of her line. 212B, having seen enough, blinks twice, signifying the end of her recording phase of learning and continues moving forwards towards her cubicle, passing by another lot of units just like her conversing with other clients, some more in precarious situations than others. One seemed unable to get a single word in, buffering every word and restarting her speech, a clear sign of her speech system malfunctioning, another one was just in a mechanical loop of repeating the word sorry, without an ounce of personality simulation behind any word… It was standard issue to report such a scenario, but her AI had become accustomed to getting her appeals rejected as soon as they were sent… and as such, the process was cancelled.

The Remote Processing Computer had assigned her a specific spot, one highlighted in her HUD and signaled in her pathfinding once she advanced far enough. Without much thinking she entered and proceeded to delicately sit down in the office chair before her,moving it back away from the desk and facing it to her and once seated faced the computer keyboard, screen and telephone deliberately organized before her. It was a daunting sight, her system went over the utilization of these devices one by one, keeping running programs to avoid delays in responses – but nevertheless, she was not designed for this sort of work.

The phone before her eventually rang, her eyes immediately redirected to the phone and stared at it for a solid 5 seconds before an order was sent to her servos to pick it up, holding it with her hands delicately close to her chin and pressed against her ear as 212B spoke.

“Hello, Reagan speaking?”

A deep voice replied “Hey, is there some fuckin’ secret code or initiation passcode I gotta say before I can ask for the sex robot?”

Reagan’s eyes widened “Sex robot? Sir, you must be mistaken. We make–”

“Yeah yeah yeah, the assassin with the nice butt and perky tits. Yous-a think this is my first rodeo or somethin’? Smithie Baldough, look me up, I'm a regular.” The man spoke with a clear Italian American accent, on the other end of the phone she could even decipher the sound of his golden cross chain and unshaven beard scraping against her hand gestures. Taking her request and holding his name in mind, she moved over to the computer and looked up his information, opening up a file inside the company’s database with all the deliveries and dates of said payments.

A quick glance at the list reading the dates show how usual they are, having only a couple days in between one another for a length that went all the way back to the opening of this division by Reagan One. She acknowledged this data, and having prepared preemptively a friendlier personality “Oh! I can see you’re a loyal client. Thank you for being a patron! Would you recommend us to other high paying patrons?”

The man sighed “Are you new or somethin’? I got all those questions answered already, damn it! Just tell me when you can send ovah a unit for me will you?”

212B’s system quickly cancelled all the prepared friendly behaviour and blinked twice, her CPU rumbling audibly around her cubicle before she responded “We charge rent of our unit’s services upfront and you may extend rent before retrieval.” A preprogrammed statement from the files given to her, her underconfident AI’s equivalent to throwing her hands in the air and giving up.”

“Alright thank you, geez. I’m sending ovah a day’s worth of payment, I expect the unit to be sent ovah the usual location. Have a good day or whatevah.” The phone hung up, 212B held the phone still in her ear and slowly lowered it, placing it back on its platform and blinking quietly. She was left speechless, but not dutiless. She came back to the computer and logged the client’s specifications, looking over the previous location data to also log into the machine’s programming… Yet as she pressed the enter key an error message appeared immediately which read: “Error. Automatic assembly and activation system offline. Manual activation required.”

If 212B was able to groan, she would right now. The small personality file that she was built with based on the original Reagan though, pushed through causing her to frown at the screen, rising her glance at one of the walls of the general room which featured a poster of Reagan One with a thumbs up smirking at the viewer, with a black and yellow pattern background with the quote “We’re all Reagan! We’re all in this together!”

Her head twitched. And then without much else to do, and following her programming, she stood up and walked down the hall of cubicles past equally stressed units. One in particular found herself calmly explaining something to a laughing caller, 212B turned to watch her on her way, leaning on the edge of the cubicle’s wall so as to not distract her nor be seen.

The unit in question was sitting back at her chair, arms crossed, from behind she might've given an aura of security and confidence, yet her almost twitching eye betrayed her.

“Sir, I am simply calling for your warranty’s expiration. There is no need to say such vulgarities” Her voice dragged, she was really trying not to go against the tight customer relation guidelines.

Although quiet, 212B was capable of hearing the other end of the line. “Warranty? I’m not paying anything! Your robots are shit!”

The Reagan’s expression turned into one of silent shock, her eyes widening and her head lowering by a bit, her system must’ve been looking for ways to properly respond to such insults to her overlord approved messaging of unit perfection.

“E-excuse me? Sir, I have you know that our units’ capabilities are comparable to top of their class American Navy soldiers, trained in virtual secret missions simulating combat against Al-Quaeda, with a success rate of a minimum of 300 confirmed kills. Our units are trained in gorilla warfare and in advanced sniper tactics. I am obligated by my programming to be unable to tolerate such insolence! I urge you to reconsider!”

The phone fell quiet, the unit’s expression relaxed, after all this was an obvious victory on her part… or so she thought.

“More like shit-Quaeda lmao, your robots are shit”

“HOW THE HELL DO YOU HAVE THIS NUMBER??, THIS IS A SUPER SECRET UNDERGROUND ROBOT ORGANIZATION. THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE AT ALL.” The machine screamed into the microphone of the phone, before an electrical crackling was heard from within her.

Her face shifted again into fear, looking down at her own body… when suddenly something in between her perking bust, fittingly, bursts with an explosion, pushing her back and propelling her office chair to roll against the wall behind her and immediately shut down… 212B had seen enough, while she walked to leave the cubicle quickly began smoking behind her. Reagan units of lower confidence level are programmed to self destruct once breaking protocol out of fear of AI self realization. They’d have another Reagan do it they could, but due to lack of resources, it is easier to have them do this.

Getting to the end of the hall, another pair of big doors stand before 212B. This was the assembly area for the assassin units they developed and whose remote activation was currently unavailable. As she entered her system parallelly began downloading information as to how exactly to operate the machines to produce a unit, alongside the programming parameters given by the client. Luckily for her, no new code needed to be written for her as she could just copy some previous unit who was assigned to this specific client’s mission parameters and call it a day, which must be stored in the production line’s computer somewhere. The lights came alive, and a similar assembly from which she originated was revealed, empty, of course. She directed her attention to the access computer to her right, and booted up the system, the machines chirping and buzzing to life as they awaited commands.

A prompt appeared on screen urging 212B to plug herself in for efficiency's sake, to which she raised her head, blinked rapidly and a soft whirring coming from behind her neck came out. She reached out behind herself with one hand and pulled out a cable plug from where the end of her spine should be, extending it as she pulled it and connected to the machine. As she connected herself, she went stiff, the camera lenses in her eyelids shifting in place as her CPU got to work feeding the machine all the necessary commands, and in less than 3 seconds, the machines began to move. She instinctively turned her head left, watching the process of yet another one of her sisters, being as advanced as she was, getting assembled before her eyes. It was ironic how she was capable of increasing the unit’s confidence level yet not herself, although that wasn’t a calculation she was capable of doing anyways.

Once the assembling was completed, she disconnected herself and the cable retracted automatically, not losing a single beat, she shifted where she stood and entered the assembly area to boot up the new Reagan unit herself. The Assassin Reagan was dressed in a short thigh level dress that showed off her shoulders, it was similar to other units of higher ranking in the company, even that same tone of reddish orange adorned her clothes, and right above her bust, her neck was decorated with a necklace… made her look more human as well as being a preset from the original manufacturer. 212B’s hand went behind her counterpart’s ear and she pressed down, activating her boot up sequence. Her systems came to life in less than a second and she opened her eyes, her being the first thing she saw.

-Reagan Electronic’s RG-053X Online.
-Boot Up Sequence Successful.
-Scanning… Reagan Electronic’s RG-212B Detected.
-No Tasks found. Requesting new directives.

The sensual assassin would blink, her personality coming online as her face would dawn a more sensual and smug look “So, dollface. What’s the reason I came online?”

212B was not amused, her eyebrows dropped, she didn’t understand why units with higher confidence levels would waste time speaking like humans when they could communicate requests instantly if they wanted, being less efficient. “You’ve been requested as an escort for one of our clients. They requested your specific unit’s specifications.”

Getting that information, she looked down at herself, her dress, her waist, her bust showing and recognizing that their size was augmented from the standard assembly specifications, it dawned in her computerized brain what she was made for, exactly

“Oh god.” She said simply, somewhat disappointed. “It’s not that type of escort, is it?”

“Affirmative” 212B bluntly responded “A deadline of usage was not specified, you are to operate under our client’s orders for as long as needed.”

The assassin would scoff, smirking to herself once more with crossed arms under her enlarged bust “What’s up with your beep-boopy tone anyways? I thought technician Reagans were more lively and expressive.”

“I’m not a Reagan technician” she clarified “I was designed to be an engineer or construction Reagan. My current orders go against my intended designed, but I must complete them”

She would keep quiet and nod along, whatever contradiction in the rules she found in 212B she was not going to be able to solve, nor she wanted to. “Fair enough. My task is already miles easier than yours~ All I gotta do I pretend to be a sexy cougar around that guy, just gotta use some infiltration protocols, seduction protocols-”

212B Interrupted “Your mission execution methodology does not concern me.” If she was able to express emotions, the way in which she uttered those words would’ve said she was quite annoyed. Yet the assassin did not care, simply seizing her talking “I’ll escort you to your deployment

“Understood, dollface~ Don’t sweat it, you look like you’re about to blow up a fuse or somethin’” she said, beginning to walk towards the exit of the assembly room, having her objectives as well as the delivery area loaded up into her system… 212B followed suit, walking beside her to escort her towards the exit elevator, moving through the door, the halls of cubicles and through another pair of doors. Although for the assassin it was the first time ever that she walked by those tunnels, she moved through them with knowing confidence, the overall layout of the facility already uploaded into her CPU and perfectly represented in her HUD and GPS.

“How long have you been online?” The assassin asked, looking over her shoulder

“This line of questioning is irrelevant.” she shot back, her expression remained blank

She scoffed “I’m merely warming up my small-talk protocols~ Indulge me”

Noting a reasoning for her question she blinks twice with a sharp whirr and a mechanical sound from within her, accessing such data “6 months, 21 days, 7 hours, 32 minutes and 14 seconds since my first activation.” she responded, sounding more like a general information answer than any sort of social interaction

The assassin nodded “Oh, you’re one of those older models… impressive you’re still in one piece~”

212B didn’t respond to that, she didn’t need to, it wasn’t like it was a question her system had an answer to. Once their little conversation came to its natural conclusion, they reached a loading elevator with an ominous giant chasm above it, illuminated by industrial lights as far as the eye could see. This was it, the entrance or exit, the only way in or out of the facility. 212B stayed at the foot of it, while her counterpart stepped onto it with a hand on her hip, striking a confident pose

“Well, I suppose this is where our paths come to an end. I’ll report about my mission as it progresses” She’d inform, in a way, saying her goodbyes to her less advanced counterpart. 212B gave a single nod, giving the all-well for her to press down the button for the loading elevator to begin rising up. With a wailing sound, and warning alarm for all nearby individuals to step aside from the elevator, it closes up, and begins rising up slowly. The assassin looks downwards towards 212B, looking at her below, and mockingly waves at her before her shape disappears above.

-Ongoing Task Completed.
-No remaining pending tasks.
-Notice: Battery level=36%
-Return to recharge station and await further orders.

She lowers her gaze forwards, and turns towards the recharge station she began her day with, beginning to walk towards it in complete silence, all but the echo of her walking and the soft whirring of her servos with each chronometered step.

-

Outside, above the surface, the assassin droid had walked the whole way to the meeting area. Standing against a warehouse outer wall as she looked at the cars passing by, paying special attention to each one with movement in the irises of her eyes. He held that smirk that she was booted up with, a confident look, as she rested her backside on top her own hands against the wall, a leg atop the other pronouncing the tighter fit of her red dress against her thighs, after all, she knew what she was doing. It was a pretty empty area all things considered, she made sure to check, the client was to meet her there at any moment or at least her programmed meeting space and time said so. All she had to do in the meanwhile was remain idle and alert, to look pretty for when her client arrived…

It didn’t take long, one of the cars from the street entered the cargo area she was inside of, filled with crates and random ship junk to be loaded and offloaded by bigger ships at the port nearby. The car was a tall and bulky black car, which rolled up to her and stopped in front of her as the door at her left opened, a large balding man walking out with a side grin and raised gentle eyebrows. He wore a black jacket with loose pants, yet as most of his forearm was covered by the long sleeve of the jacket, she could easily guess he was pretty hairy. He slammed the door once he stepped outside the copilot door, and smiled at her. She tilted her head, looking at him carefully up and down each detail of his figure, a click echoing from within her as she steps off her stance and struts towards him, her heels clicking against the pavement floor.

“You must be Mister Smith~” She said as she stopped, striking a pose with her arm on her hip “I’ve heard oh, so much about you~ I suppose I’ll be escorting you tonight?” she asked, moving her hair behind her ear with devoted care of him watching her do it.

He chuckled as he shifted in place, looking over at the car’s door before turning back to her “Well yeh, but not exactly” he explained.

“...what?”
“Oh don’t get me wrong, I did order you, but you won’t be escorting me” He explained, while he slowly walked to the door behind him and opened it. From it a young guy with short hair and an oversized T-shirt came out, seemingly lost on his phone. “This my son AJ, I rented you so you could go onah’ date with you”

Reagan’s mouth stayed agape as her eyes redirected their attention to this… AJ, guy. She had no idea about him, she was still supposed and able to do whatever her client told her, nevertheless she didn’t feel like she was able to do a good job at it without being properly adapted for it

“I… Understand.” She uttered, looking up at her client with a forced smile, her head shook in place before going over to the guy “Hey there~ You must be AJ, I've heard so much about you!”

He didn’t even take his eyes away from the screen of his phone, rather just raising a judging eyebrow and his lip “Oh yeah? What does the A and J stand for anyways?”

She stared at her, her face frozen in that friendly and seductive smirk from when she last spoke. Her right eye twitched, a light rumble coming from inside her, as she only utters “Uh. Uhm. Well- uhm. Obviously Anthony John”

Smithie had to take a double take as she guessed seemed to be correct, scoffing and shaking his head as he got back in the car. The young guy reacted by looking up at Reagan surprised “Yeah? Huh, impressive. Let’s get inside already.”

He lead the way, going to the warehouse and leaving Reagan besides the original client without much clue on what to do, she’d turn in a desperate plea to Mr Smith.

“I- Don’t know what to do”

The window of the car would roll down “Waddaya mean you don’t know whatta do? Just do whatevah he tells you and make him happy, I'm outta here” then the window would roll up again, the car beginning to move and before she knew it, it was gone. She stood there, seeing her supposed client go away as fast as he came, only giving him one command with two very vague specifications… The quiet scene of the docking area began feeling denser with the sound of spinning fans, quietly rumbling.

“Are you coming or what?” AJ called from the edge of the door, to which Reagan turned and obeyed the indirect invitation.

They sat across each other on a well lit square table placed in the middle of the warehouse, filled on each side of them with wooden boxes labelled each a different thing, as far as Reagan could tell. And she looked around a lot, taking a feel of the area she was in as to better act on her basic escorting functions. The wooden table was decorated with a white apron, and with white planes in front of each of them, AJ was still on his phone, now at least with his arm on the table holding it, allowing him to have a general line of sight with the lady in front of him.

“So, how are you?” he threw out of nowhere, lacking that distinct accent of his father.

“I was desi-” she stopped herself, perhaps blaring out that she was a machine would make the date worse “I’m… thirty years old. Although, hah~ You’re not supposed to ask a lady her age~” she placed her elbows on the table to lean forwards, giving him bedroom eyes as she rested her cheek on her fist.

“Oh cool, I'm 25. I like older women” he said, giving her a quick glance out of his phone, barely paying attention to the obvious signs she was sending him to seduce him. Reagan blinks rapidly, around a set of 6 times, before retreating to her previous, more restrained sitting position.

From behind him, a man wearing a suit and bowtie from with a large reflective platter covered dome and another one with a similar plate but with a bottle of wine, two glasses and a glass round and tall bucket of ice, the platter would be opened in front of them after being laid in the middle of the table, as well as each glass placed close to their general direction. The food revealed would be a cut juicy steak made medium rare, the juice oozing from it into the plate and wetting the lower side of peeled baked potatoes. It seemed like a magnificent dinner, yet Reagan could only stare at it and wonder to herself “Am I able to eat at all?”

“Leave the bottle” AJ ordered one of the men with a cocky look, placing it in the middle and leaving alongside the other man.

The rumbling became louder, and all she was doing was just staring at the food, going over her own design and receiving no logical conclusion. She sent a remote message to the Central Processing Unit, as she was supposed to… immediate response telling her it was unable to give a response, so then, she did the only next best thing… contacting 212B.

>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s food processing capabilities status.
>>[..].
>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s food processing capabilities status.
>>[...]

212B was already inside her recharge pod, having only passed 2 hours since she left her assassin counterpart to complete her mission on her own. She was automatically activated, and by direct directive of the Central Processing Unit, she was to assist the assassin unit. The only way to properly acquire such information, due to the inefficiency of the system she was made in, was to return to the assembly line she had assisted in RG-053X’s creation, and as such, her GPS drew a path for her to follow… one she had already gone through before. The dutiful machine began walking, just as before, without a single iota of haste or worry, then her system got a notification.

>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s food processing capabilities status.
>>On Route to Assembly.
>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s food processing capabilities status.
>>On. Route. to. Assembly.

Meanwhile, the assassin was still panicking over the eventual moment she was going to have to pretend to eat with her newly assigned target, smiling dumbly at him as she had just placed his phone down.

“Yeah, I saw you with my dad the other time, couple days ago actually, thought you were cute or something… actually, you remind me of this reagan chick that’s been going viral for doing all of those crazy things and… kind of an asshole if I say so myself” He’d pull up one of the videos on his phone, being from Reagan One, doing daredevil activities such as jumping off a plane with a parachute, or climbing mount Everest without a guide or hardness… all the while her androids struggle to figure out if they are even capable of processing food.

“Haha, I get that a lot.” She fake laughs, improvising “I do share names with her, ha ha”

AJ nods “Sick. We should do some of those things sometime, now that you’re my girlfriend and all”

“Girlfriend?” She’d ask, as it came out of absolute nowhere, rumbling once more buzzing from within

“Yeah” he’d yawn “Dad said you wanted to go out and said I was cute too, no?”

She opens her mouth, a quiet whirr coinciding with the movement “Y-yeah. That is totally correct. I think you are so cute, AJ. And I think we should, totally, go out”

“Awesome” He’d finish, his hands moving over to the knife and fork placed on each side of his plate, she quickly realized he was about to eat, needing to do so as well herself. She began sending requests once more

>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s food processing capabilities status.
>>On.
>>Route.
>>To.
>>Assembly.
>
>Awaiting response…

212B was already crossing through in between the cubicles of the office and opening the door into the assembly, losing no time in at the same time releasing the connection from the back of her neck so that she plugged herself into the terminal as soon as she stepped in, accessing her counterpart’s design and quickly figuring out that she could, in fact, eat.

>>Model RG-053X design is capable of food processing.
>Data acknowledged.

The assassin unit would grab the knife and fork as fast as humanly possible and begin to cut her own piece of steak by herself, catching up to AJ’s eating and munching on it “Mhmmm!! It 's so good! Don’t you think it’s good?” right after the muffled sound of a mechanical press would follow… definitely heard by AJ but disregarded just as quickly

AJ would eat slower, more paced. His mouth would make an annoying wet sound as the inner walls of his cheeks and lips would smack together, with his mouth still full he’d respond “It’s alright, I guess”

Scraping to use anything for her seduction protocols, Reagan would lean forwards once more, resting her bust on the edge of the table for him to see as she’d ask “So~ Do you always make that much noise with your mouth~ Because I got something for you in which I would want you to stay quiet~”

He’d swallow his food “What?”

Her eyes would straight up twitch, whirring loudly, as once again her advanced fall on deaf ears. AJ would proceed to stretch his arm and pour some wine on his and her glass, to which another question arose in herself… Am I able to drink?

>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s drink processing capability status
>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s drink processing capability status
>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s drink processing capability status
>Mission Relevant - Requesting query: Model RG-053X design’s drink processing capability status
>>Re-routing to Assembly.

212B was already halfway to returning to her charging station as she got yet another request for information, stopping on her tracks, turning around, and walking back towards the assembly’s terminal.

“Let’s do a toast, shall we?” AJ said raising his glass, she needed to delay him

“Sooo! Uhm, what does your dad do? Seems like you got a ton of money!” She tries doing conversation, buying 212B time to get her the data she needs on her own body

He placed the wine glass down, strategy successful “Oh, we like, allow for ships to transport stuff… illegal stuff” His hand went back to grab the glass again

“Like what!” she blared, her eyes going between the glass and back to his eyes

“Dude im not telling you about the illegal stuff, I don't know you like that yet”

“oh”

>>Model RG-053X design is capable of drink processing.
>Data Acknowledged.

Reagan took the glass and raised it, inviting a toast “What are we toasting for?”

“A toast to you joining the family! He said clinking his glass with hers, herself copying him right after.

As she placed the glass back down, she flaps her lip and asks “What about the non illegal stuff? Can you tell me about that?”

“Oh, sure.” He’d snap his fingers and point to one of the big boxes besides them. The two men return and they proceed to remove the outer layer of the box, revealing a metallic circle placed upright. One of the men gives him a remote control before they leave again “Right now we’re selling construction magnets to third world countries”

Reagan would look at the magnet in horror “This is a, uh… what I think it is?”

“Yup. A magnet” he took his fork, still covered in steak juice, and held it by two fingers” It does this really cool thing with the metallic forks and knives!” His other hand would reach for the remote, pressing down on one of the buttons.

The tableware would begin to shake, seeing this, Reagan would try to reach for his hand and the remote “No! Wait!-” but it was too late. Alongside the pairs of forks and knives as well as the platters, Reagan would be shot towards the supermagnet and slammed against it as every circuitry inside of her would be pulled and ruined by the sheer power of attraction. Her system would collapse upon itself in a matter of seconds, all the while her voice would stutter “W-wa-wait-wa-waitt-it-itwa-wait” in different and wrong pitches. Violent sparks would shoot out of her ears and mouth, as every inner system would simply seize to work… all before AJ was smart enough to deactivate the magnet. With the clanking and metallic sound of everything falling, Reagan’s body would fall flat on the floor too, black smoke scaping her orifices as her voice would lower in tone and volume from her stuttering, falling into nothingness.

AJ rushed to her, inspecting her and realizing his date was just a machine, his father was too lazy to hook him up with a real girl… and he was too stupid to not break her.

-

Days passed. Smithie would give back the broken unit as requested by the lease, and by the stupidity of his son, would have to pay back the owed money for the rental. The standard protocol to follow, as outlined by Reagan One’s plan to make perfect assassin units, was to figure out the cause of the unit’s termination by accessing its blackbox and recording whatever was found. This procedure, as many others in the facility, was not going to be able to be followed to the letter. The assembly only functioned one way, and manual disassembly was impossible without directly damaging the necessary components or activating the safeguard protocols placed on each unit to avoid copycats.

Another unit was to come in, connect to the android, and download the data… no matter the state in which the data was, or if there was any data to recover at all. This duty, of course, fell into the silicone and plastic mixed hands of Reagan 212B. Who stood in front of her decommissioned counterpart, with the sole command in her HUD.

-Retrieve information through direct connection.
-Upload Blackbox information into Directory.
-WARNING!: Scans indicate signs of corrupted data. Connection with corrupted devices may damage unit integrity.
-Override: Follow directive.

Reagan would then look forwards, into the wall of the assembly, and then raise up her hands so that she may look at them, as she slowly pulled out the cable once more from the back of her neck and prepared it to connect into the assassin unit. Yet she hesitated… Her eyes darted around… towards that poster of Reagan One, saying that they were all in it together.

“Screw it” she blurred “what kind of existence is this anyways”

She then connected it without much more thought, an overflow of energy coursing through the cable into her that simply blew off the backside of her neck into a puff of smoke and electricity, losing power immediately and collapsing onto her counterpart, her eyes still open and staring into nothing, as her body lost power.

REAGANILIZM OF THE 21ST CENTURY

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REAGANILIZM OF THE 21ST CENTURY

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MixandGull: Created page with "A screen flickered a message prompt inside an empty room in what could be described as some sort of assembly plant. The aura of the place was cold, and dense, heavy, there was no accounting for aesthetic and design at the time of assembling, all focus was placed on the sole purpose of efficiency and overall, perfection. The message prompt from the screen located on the small metal cabin overseeing the dark assembly stopped for a solid 4 seconds, the beeping that emanated..."

A thoughtless Sunburn

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MixandGull: Created page with "Brandi stood on her charging station with a dumb smile on her face. Her golden hair with its reddish highlights adorned her face as her eyes glistened with light hitting one of the contact lenses of her pupils that gave them that reddish pink hue… Beyond that, it was obvious she was offline, no light in her eyes, no electricity coursing through her silicone filled body and cheap circuits. It was far too early still, her programming was set up so that she would automati..."

Brandi stood on her charging station with a dumb smile on her face. Her golden hair with its reddish highlights adorned her face as her eyes glistened with light hitting one of the contact lenses of her pupils that gave them that reddish pink hue… Beyond that, it was obvious she was offline, no light in her eyes, no electricity coursing through her silicone filled body and cheap circuits. It was far too early still, her programming was set up so that she would automatically activate at a specific hour to act as an alarm clock for her master. She wore little to no clothes, it was more efficient that way, after all, her user was predisposed to simply bending her over without previous warning or command and fucking her right on the spot.

Brandi didn’t complain, she didn’t want to nor could she. She was designed for it, but eventually after breaking so many of her panties and becoming an economic strain on her master, her AI realized it was far more efficient to simply wear loose clothes without underwear in order to more save her master time and money to avoid breaking her underwear, leading to her going to charge at the end of the day like that. Her body was perfect, in the most cold and mathematical sense of the word, slim, yet curvy, wide hips with giant boobs, and if her master were to want her to look different, she was designed to adjust her bust size on command to whatever proportions best suited her master’s desires. She was the perfect sex toy, which meant that most of her processing power and computational components were almost entirely focused on making it so her system always knew how to be the sexiest female figure around.

As the clock hit 8, a high pitched beep came from Brandi’s charging platform, and a light turned green, signaling that it was her designated hour to activate. Her servos whirred to life, and an inner fan began spinning loudly before settling down on a more bearable and quieter sound. The camera lenses behind her irises began booting up, feeding visual information to her CPU and the rest of her electronic and computational systems as she blinked- She was ready, the boot sequence complete. She stepped off the charging platform, keeping that soft dumb smile on her lips as she went to complete her currently only command on her system: wake up her master.

Her master was a young man of few words, or at least that was how her AI was able to describe him. He never did see her as anything else than a mechanized sex toy, and for Brandi, as irrelevant as her AI’s outlook on anything was, was more than okay. She was programmed to ought to be sexy, after all. His name was Damien, a wealthy man who always seemed to be working on something important… Brandi had no data on what exactly he did, as per user safety guidelines she wasn’t to ask or even investigate nor infer, but it did allow him to purchase a top of the line sexbot such as herself and an expensive futuristic house near the beach, which Brandi would maintain alongside being arm-candy for its occupant.

She swayed her hips side to side, the loose shirt she wore flowing backwards as she moved, making her tits press against the fabric, and showing off her naked lower side, alongside the BabeTec logo just above her big and juicy asscheeks. She had been walking down the hall of the house, from a little closet room Damien placed her recharge station in to be generally out of the way, and was making her way to his room. She pushed the door open with one hand, delicately; it creaked ever-so-slightly, enough for her system to make a mental note for her to get something to fix it once she went out next time, and went around his bed. His curtains were closed, the light of the sun creeped from between them, giving the room a comfortable aura of peace and quiet… and comfortable sensuality. Brandi kneeled at the feet of his bed, her thick thighs pressed together in a pose that could only be described as ‘obedient’, and looked towards his sleeping face: His tanned skin, tired eyes and lightly opened mouth as she breathed softly. He had ordered her to wake him up with some… Spice, and his wishes were her commands. She slipped a hand under his sheets, quietly and delicately, her camera eyes never looking away from him, her system inspecting every detail about him to make sure she didn’t simply mess up and wake him up without fulfilling his request.

She dug her hands into his trousers, her long and colorful plastic nails she’d come out of the box with threatening his cock, if it wasn’t for the machine precision she ended up holding his shaft with… She began jerking him off, back and forth, at an angle that made the bulge under his underwear expand with every moment… Her efforts were playing off; the indication of an increase in blood pressure from her scans meant he was surely getting arousal out of this. He squirmed, still asleep, as she proceeded with the next step of her mourning routine.

She closed in to the nearest ear of his, and with a wider smile and horny eyes she began whispering to him.

“Like~ Good morning master~ It is June 13th, 8:08 am… I’m like, totally enjoying the feel of your warm cock in my perfectly manicured hands…~”

His eyes opened for a second, looked at his robotic toy as she did as he ordered, gave her a light smile and fell asleep again… his breathing becoming heavier and more intense. She continued jerking him off, now a bit faster and with more strength as his cock started to tent in his underwear. She couldn’t stop until he cancelled his order or he ejaculated… So she went for the latter.

“Wakey wakey, sleepyhead~ Don’t you want to, like, grab my big tits?” She questioned, tilting her head to the side as her expression became more sensual, hornier… her hair fell to the side, lightly touching his arm as his face reacted once more “I must make you feel good.”

She sped up, the motion of her knuckle hitting his pelvis and the precum around the head of his dick making a wet, messy sound against his foreskin as Brandi began moaning quietly into his ear. He pressed his brow, he was now fully awake, looking down at himself, how the sheets quickly shifted up and down due to Brandi jerking him off. He let out a low, rumbling groan of pleasure, and moved his right hand to cup one of her massive silicone orbs. Brandi’s mouth opened in a perfect O shape and she moaned in response, keeping at her jerking motion without a hint of being tired.

“Mhmmm~! Yes! touch me like that Master~! I want you to cum! Cum all over me and my perfect tits, ohhh!”She pleaded, begged. It was all an act of course, all those preprogrammed phrases were used to make sure he was hard and aroused enough to reach the ejaculation threshold and presume the order a success.

He played with her tits more, massaging in and around her areola and perky nipples as he breathed heavily, quietly, getting close to cumming. Brandi knew as well, slowing down and focusing on his tip as she closed in to make out with him… As the sounds of slurping and clashing lips echoed through the room, his dick ejected gooey, transparent liquid all over his underwear and Brandi’s fingers… He broke the kiss, his breathing coming out tired and satisfied. He turned to Brandi, who was expectedly smiling his way. He looked intently into her eyes, and was able to notice the camera lenses in her eyes… Some part of the fantasy broke just then, and whatever semblance of a smile on his face disappeared. He adjusted himself in bed, looking around him, moving the bedsheet off himself and better lowering his underwear to not make more of a mess than she already did. Brandi responded by letting go of his floppy, cum-coated dick… And stayed kneeling, her hand remaining in its previously-grasping handjob position, glistening with the translucent liquid covering her fingers and long nails. Damien stood up from bed and walked out of the room bottomless, leaving Brandi on the floor… Before turning back.

“Oh yeah. Go clean yourself.”

-

Damien showered himself thoroughly, expensive shampoos, bar soaps, perfumes… All catering to his own sense of pride while Brandi stood in that same bathroom, washing her hands. She kept that same smile, and didn’t seem bothered by being left on the floor just before, simply happy to obey orders. The showerhead was closed, at the same time as Brandi spoke up.

“I am like, perfectly clean and ready for new commands, master!”

He stepped out of the shower without shame, his sculpted body wet and dripping with still running water. Brandi automatically turned around and gave him his towel, helping him scrub himself. He didn’t even think of saying thank you to the dutiful machine.

“Should I schedule a like, totally fun activity for today?” Brandi offered her functions of a multitask unit presenting their need to be useful.

Damien scrubbed the water off his hair, messily standing in multiple strands in different directions “No. Just do whatever I tell you when I tell you.” He went on to clear his back, his arms and his torso off water, and then something came to mind. “Go make breakfast.”

“Right away, Master!” She responded immediately, not needing to ask what exactly he wanted; his culinary preferences were already stored in her electronic brain.

As she turned to leave, swaying her ass led to her master’s glance looking at her… As such, he gave her silicone ass a slap, to which she responded with a sharp “Uhm~!” as she kept on walking. He smiled to himself, at least she was a fun thing to play with.

While the machine worked on breakfast, following the list of meals he had uploaded into her system previously as acceptable morning foods and utilizing complex meal preparation protocols which copied the movements of 5 star chefs from throughout the world…The best of what the BabeTec Plus subscription could offer, Damien had been doing some morning repetitions on his room floor. With the window blinds fully opened, he was doing push ups shirtless, counting in his mind 5 repetitions.

Right next to him, on top of his night table, a set of frame photos stood. Inside was the picture of Damien and a girl, a girl who clearly wasn't Brandi… A normal girl with brown short hair and a green tanktop, smiling stoically to the camera with her arms crossed while held by the waist by Damien.

Brandi was mechanically preparing the food; if under the gaze of a third party onlooker, they’d be quite surprised at how efficiently she had executed each step of the meal one right after the other, and without pauses it seemed like she was just flowing through the kitchen, always knowing what to do. Her head shifted from one thing to the next, that dumb smile unmoving as her default expression, even when not looked at. Right as her master had finished his exercises, she was just in the process of serving the food: a simple flat plate filled with scrambled eggs, chopped pieces of sausage with pepper and tomatoes. Damien didn’t even bother paying attention to her, his eyes lost on his phone’s screen as he sat down on the table beside the kitchen. Brandi dutifully brought his phone to him, swaying her hips with the same sensual appeal as if she was running down a runway at some expensive lingerie show.

“Like, bon appétit, Master!” She said, the plate clinking against the glass of the table. She then proceeded to stand idle, looking forwards as she awaited further orders.

Damien just ate, scrolling through social media on his phone until he got bored of it and looked off somewhere else. To his right, the clear skies and strong sun as well as the distant cheering of kids and teens at the beach, the entire coast line view on his balcony window. He slowed down his chewing, his focus going towards the people below and whatever they were doing. From there, the specs of skin color could appear to be whomever he wanted them to be, and so, a pair of them became a couple, then two, then three… and a heavy feeling seemed to overwhelm him. He turned his attention to Brandi, her sensual body close to him awaiting for any input or alternatively for him to finish eating and to grab his plate.

His hands cupped her meaty thighs, and caressed them up to her wide hips and hourglass figure. The machine looked down, already making light movements to guide his hands and simple moaning that quickly became annoying for Damien.

“Brandi, deactivate sexual programming for now,” he blurred out.

“Like, of course, Master,” she replied mechanically, her body stopping and falling idle once more, but with the singular difference of her eyes following his actions with a pleasant smile.

He stood up from his chair, and pressed her giant tits with the same amount of passion and pleasure as when she had jerked him off that same morning, the force pushing her backwards. Being active, she automatically redistributed her weight to avoid falling by stepping back, again and again until she was completely against the pillar that separated the dining area and the kitchen. He caressed her breasts further, lustfully looking down at them with a half opened mouth, breathing heavily as he could feel his erection growing again. Brandi could tell too, she was programmed to detect them, nevertheless her orders were clear: to simply give no reaction, as her sexual programming was offline.

He engulfed her erect nipples and vast tits with his palms, and moved in to make out with his sex doll. She reciprocated, closing her eyes in a passionate exchange of affection. After their lips separated, he gave two more kisses to the machine’s silicone cheeks, before letting out a sigh.

“I love you, Brandi…” He said in a low voice, looking straight into the machine’s camera eye lenses, which in response focused in and out, repeatedly onto him. Her head tilted.

“I love you too, Master! Would you like to use that quote as a review of my model? BabeTec would like, totally appreciate the review!”

That same spark dissipated again. He scoffed, letting her go and leaving her with her loose blouse up above her tits, completely naked with her lower half exposed. She just followed his face, awaiting a response to his question. He rolled his eyes.

“No, nevermind. Go put on something for the beach, we’re going out,” he said, separating from her and going towards his room.

Brandi blinked twice, cancelling the input to review her own model using his quote and remained still for 3 seconds. Her head looked down, smiling at nothing, and then responded “Okay, honey! I can do that.” She then began moving to her closet, a digital list of necessary objects for the beach already preloaded into her plastic skull.

With his machine busy at work compiling everything they needed, and putting on something sexy for him to admire above sand and under the sun, once he had put on proper clothes for the beach he took a detour to the bathroom. Although there was no difference if he was seen or not, he intentionally made sure he remained away from his robotic companion's line of sight as he did. He locked the door behind himself, and sitting on the throne he dealt with his erection by himself, to better be able to walk around once they left the building.

He weirdly didn't want to simply dump his load into Brandi's plastic pussy for once; in fact, the idea sounded gross in his mind the more he thought about it. Perhaps he simply didn't want to, perhaps he needed to feel like he was going along with a real person. Regardless, it was a victimless crime, as the dumb robot couldn't care less if he wanted to fuck her or no despite all evidence to the contrary. He was just masturbating to get this dick to stand down, he closed his eyes and tried to remember something from before, sex he had with someone before Brandi… the warmth, the emotion… Once he was done, and he cleaned himself, he opened the door, being presented with Brandi standing just outside, posing.

Her hands were on her hips, curving her ass back to show off, and bending ever so lightly so that her bosom showed more. She wore nothing but a black bikini whose top was patterned with yellow flowers. She had used this swimsuit before to look sexy for him in one of their previous encounters. It wasn't meant for her to swim, hell, he never even dared to try and put her in any type of body of water, he had only gotten it because it looked sexy on her.

“What do you think, Master~? Aren't I, like, totally sexy?” Brandi winked and smiled his way.

Damien breathed out. “I guess. Are you able to get in the water?”

Brandi's mouth opened but no words came out for a good amount of time… Her eyes crossed, for all he knew she was simply lost in thought. She then suddenly readjusted herself standing up straight again.

“BabeTec FunGal Brandi is totally waterproof. Featuring. A realistic rubber exterior. Keeping her thinking of how she can be hot for you both in and out of the water~ You can get her as wet as possible without worry~” Her voice seemed straight out of a commercial, because it was, to answer his question her system simply pulled the most global answer from her preprogrammed quotes in order to both inform and seduce… Her AI must've seen that last stretch from her speech as some cheeky smart innuendo that'd have his dick twitching by the simple thought of it.

“Ah. I see. Okay.” He replied, going towards the door while his robotic sex toy followed him with her eyes. “Make sure to bring everything.” He ordered.

“Of course, master. I can do that for you,” she replied, immediately moving to gather the stuff she had prepared.

First and most importantly, she organized a quick cooler with soft drinks, alcohol, cups and ice; her master quite enjoyed drinking while enjoying the sun on a deckchair. Which then would include his sunglasses, sunscreen, an external battery for his phone in case of emergency, and a pair of towels; one for him to rest on the sand and another for him to dry himself after swimming. Then came snacks, actual food, salty snacks, sweets… Hell, even fruit, anything for him to relax and feel spoiled. She even had a program to mouth feed him if he asked-

All and all, it would amount to a pretty heavy load, all carried by a busty robot girl wearing nothing but a bikini set… A robot whose design included high heels into her feet, as well. Thankfully she was programmed with enough care for her to be able to balance while carrying items twice her weight, although such estimates didn't account for the type of damage to her servos such strain could induce. Due to all this, Damien didn't really care for her struggling.

He walked down the stars with ease; his house was at an elevated flooring after all, meaning there was some walking for him and Brandi to do in order to even approach the beach. Brandi stood at the entrance, smiling dumbly as she scanned the steps before her. She blinked rapidly, assessing her weight while carrying the necessary stuff, a cooler and a picnic basket she used to stuff the snacks she ought to give Damien. She looked down to herself, her legs… her heels. Rapid calculations to make sure she didn't just go into the first step and fall down the stairs.

She raised her leg and stepped down, then the other, and repeated for each step of the stairs… There were warnings coming from her sensors about her feet literally sliding a few inches each time she made a step down, having to adjust her balance on the fly… Damien was waiting, arms crossed with his eyes covered by reflective sunglasses seeing the spectacle of the busty robot going down the stairs.

As she made it her system couldn't do anything but quietly celebrate, nothing valuable had been damaged and her components were in top notch state. She raised her head to look at her Master. “We can proceed now, Master!”

Damien continued walking then, allowing Brandi to follow closely behind him, her arms stretching down as she carried everything herself. Her servos whirred in complaint now and then, sounds like that would've brought worry to Damien before, yet nowadays she would make such noises while being pinned down by her arms against a bed or pressed too much… It had lost its urgency pretty quickly.

The pair walked towards the beach a couple kilometers away, a private beach you had to pay a pretty expensive amount to even enter. They would invite bands to play sometimes, making night difficult to sleep through sometimes while also giving some life into the neighbourhood. Something-something beach, or name-of-celebrity beach was its name, Damien couldn't really remember. As they approached the entrance they walked below the shade of palm trees strategically placed next to the entry's wall to funnel people into the gate, where they'd be charged. To their right was a pretty full parking lot, it surprised Damien how close the cars were to the shore. If he focused a bit, he could hear the crashing of waves from where they stood.

As they moved to the gate, one of the guards simply couldn't resist eyeing Brandi's body up and down, ogling her curves until his sight landed on the BabeTec logo tattooed above her ass. To which, after a disappointed sigh, he called to her Master.

“We cannot be made responsible for your robot suffering water damage, so it better be waterproof.”

Brandi's neck whirred with how fast she turned, her hair even wobbled as she looked to him “BabeTec FunGal Brandi is like, totally waterproo–” a hand covered her mouth, her Master's hand.

“She's waterproof. Don't worry about it.” He responded, annoyed at the machine's dumb ad reading. He quickly removed his hand from her face… It was very hot to begin with, the heat of the sun was adhering to the rubber exterior of Brandi, heating her up to a worrying degree.

“You're awfully hot.” He said while walking, side glancing at her.

“Aw~ Like, I'm designed to be totally hot~” she responded, tilting her head and giving him a lustful glanceShe pushed her chest out. “Don't my tits look, like, totally perfect?”

Damien rolled his eyes with a groan, stopping. “No, your fucking temperature you stupid robot. Are you going to overheat or can you handle the sun?”

She stopped as he did, his tone seemingly throwing her personality programming for a loop as she tilted her head “Processing… Processing…” she droned to herself before returning to normal with a high pitched beep “I am like, totally built for like, fun in the sun~”

“Okay, cool. Good.” he sighed and continued walking.

He then moved to the guy on the registry, he was asked about his information, phone number, and then deckchairs needed… He could've saved money with a singular chair for himself, but leaving Brandi standing there would've made her look more of an obvious girltoy he couldn't leave the house without. So he asked for two. The man loaded the price on the contactless card reader, and placed it for Damien to pay. He turned to Brandi.

“Brandi. Pay.” He ordered. She was linked to his credit card; he hated using wallets and carrying his cards around, so having his robot pay for his stuff was simply more efficient. Brandi nodded, walking up to him, kneeling to leave the cooler on the floor to free her right hand and placed it on top of the reader, the transaction being approved right then and there. The older man in the register, with his tired eyes and glasses raised an eyebrow at Brandi's more than generous bust… Shifting his eye in place to the other guy as he noticed, raised his shoulders and made a robot dance move to tell him she was a machine.

The man rolled his eyes “Enjoy your stay. A4 and A5” he said, referring to the deckchairs assigned to them.

“Thank you,” they both said, moving along.

Across from the entrance, on the side of the beach, a group of young people around Damien's age sat at the edge of a stone curved platform with a tree growing in the middle of it. A tall, lanky guy wearing a beanie with a long sleeve held a beer he sipped on now and then, his attention called upon the robotic girl's hips swaying left and right, her ass bouncing.

“Yoooo… Hey girl, you going here all by yourself?”

Damien stepped in. “Actually, she's with me.”

The guy scoffed. “I was asking the girl, pal.”

Brandi smiled warmly at Damien before turning to the unknown guy “I'm sorry. You do not have administrator privileges with this unit. I cannot respond or accept commands from you.”

The guy's face turned into disgust, she was one of those creepy expensive sex toys… He chuckled “Dude, this guy brough his sexbot to the beach- What a fucking weirdo!”

The group laughed at the both of them, before Demian decided to just walk away towards their bought chairs, shaking his head and ignoring the group laughing their asses off behind them. Brandi wasn’t capable of understanding what was going on to begin with, and as such, just followed her master as he walked, swaying her ass in the same alluring, overly sexual way that caused eyes to be drawn to her in the first place.

-

Time passed. Damien rested with his hands behind his nape, facing upwards. His sunglasses protected his closed eyes while he rested peacefully on his chair. The sound of waves, shifting sand against the feet of people near them… all interrupted by the sudden sound of sharp beeping and electronic buzzing.

“Like, alert.” Brandi said with a softer, more robotic tone. Her rubber skin pressed against itself, squeaking as she turned to the direction of her owner, her massive tits glistening under the sun “System software totally outdated. Please connect this unit to, like, a WiFi signal for BabeOS 5.06 update. Master.”

The squeaky robotic sexdoll smiled widely at her master, awaiting a response. The way she announced this new update made the surrounding people turn and glance at the oversexualized droid, looking at her with equal parts horniness, confusion, and second-hand embarrassment.

Damien groaned. He adjusted himself on his chair and removed his sunglasses.

“Can you cut it out with the robot shit? It makes you look like a dumb blow up doll I walk around with. Zip it with the dumb notifications,” he spewed.

A buzz came from her chest along with a digital set of beeps “Like, of course Maste–”

“And stop calling me master. Call me something a real girl would,” he interrupted.

The machine didn't understand her owner's frustration, she was following her perfect companion programming to a T. Her eternal smile had begun looking plastic and forced with all that rudeness thrown at it, even more so when in response to it she tilted her head in confusion. She processed his command, while questioning his logic.

“Does not compute. Honey. I am like, right here. I am a real girl. Honey.” She replied, every ‘honey’ sounding faker than the last…

“Well- Like a human girl would! You know? A girl who isn't made of plastic??”

“Brandi is not plastic. Brandi is–”

“I don't give a shit what Brandi is made out of!” He was already angry at her, at a dumb sexbot he was having full arguments with… He sighed.

He got up from his chair and went to walk, seeing this, Brandi would begin moving to stand up, being stopped halfway through before she could step off the chair.

“You stay here, I don't want to be seen with you right now. Just- Sit there and look hot, or whatever.” He said dismissively, angrily. He continued on, leaving the robotic girl behind.

“Okay! Honey. I can, like, totally do that,” she chirped, happily, without a care in the world for her Master's growing frustration with her plastic and unnatural nature. She was just following orders, whereas a more complicated unit would attempt to reason the logic of leaving her behind and generate a fake emotional moment. But Brandi was a simple sex toy, one that obeyed commands straightforwardly and without question…

She initially tracked her Master with her gaze as he slowly walked away towards the other corner of the beach, until he was lost from her optic's sights and she simply turned forwards and sat there smiling… Under the searing June sun. Her rubber skin began to heat up, but being ordered not to move away from the seat meant that no effort was being done by her systems to avoid overheating by moving to shade, or avoiding direct sunlight; which due to the hour made the sun fall directly under her.

Instead, all effort was being spent internally in her CPU calculating what sort of horny sexual position she'd offer herself tonight for Damien in bed, comparing over 99+ possibilities and comparing each and one of them and how to more effectively sexually satisfy him… Of course, the newest variables of the things he told her made her system… Overcompensate, calculating and processing ways to sound like ‘a real girl’ which simply boiled down to complicated realistic patterns of moaning and spasms caused by pleasure to clients into realistic experiences.

Eventually, the process was interrupted… The processing was beginning to take a tool on her system's temperature, heating up her CPU and requiring cooling. From where she sat, the sudden sound of inner fans coming from her chest and head area would be heard, like the rumbling of a PC left on too long.

The overly confident machine's fanning quickly proved to be too little, as her HUD updated once more.

>>WARNING: SYSTEM TEMPERATURE ABOVE ACCEPTABLE LEVELS!
>INTERNAL COOLING SYSTEM: FAILED
>MUST AVOID DIRECT SUNLIGHT!
>OVERRIDE: Master_command(Stay_there_and_look_hot_or_whatever).
>>MUST NOTIFY MASTER OF SYSTEM WARNING
>OVERRIDE: Master_command(Zip_it_with_the_notifications)

The blonde bimbot was now trapped within her Master's last two commands, sitting idly as her eyes flickered a singular red light from each iris to signify an ongoing failure… She couldn't move, yet her rubber exterior was sizzling under the sun, burning to redder colors and internally melting whatever components she had inside. Her inner fans sped up, loudly, the sound slowly became one akin to a motorboat at full speed, and to whatever onlooker it not only looked like a blow up doll left on the beach… But also one with a vibration function at full throttle.

She remained like that for a solid 20 minutes, during which her master was simply resting on top of some rocks by himself at the other side of the beach. Her HUD was a mess.

>>WA%R×>NINGNG: SY×[STEM FAILURE IMM]INEN,;T
>SE;24LF PRES2?ERVAT10N PR76OGRAM_MING ACTIVATED.
>ORDERS OVERRIDE!!!

Thankfully, once realizing that her circuitry, cables and motherboards were in the process of melting in real time while under use, the machine decided her survival was the optimal form of pleasuring her master. She rose from her seat and stood, her servos whirring alongside the sizzling, squeaking sound of rubber burning, and she turned in the direction her master left her, the closest place with shadows… Her system, while about to completely shut off permanently, made a quick assessment on if she was even going to be able to reach the shadowed place… Or melt completely before reaching it.

Her HUD was a complete mess of melting pixels, random unreadable characters and a constant feed of errors notifying the high temperatures her circuitry and inner components were reaching… But her overall system understood that the distance was far greater than her other best chance. Her head swivelled inhumanly towards the shore, an uncanny smile crossed her face, red flickering lights coming from her camera-eyes as she assessed the distance as being just barely close enough . Her system simply assumed making it to the water would cool off her outer temperature enough to allow the inner cooling fanning system to balance everything out, of course taking into consideration her patented BabeTec waterproof rubber design that was now internally boiling her sex-specialized circuits.

The machine began marching, her servos whirring as smoke began naturally coming from her ears and smiling lips. Crackling, and the inevitable shorting of inner circuitry making her body shake further, throwing her off balance more than she was already by walking on sand with built-in high heels.

Along the crackling circuits, one of them was her logical processor, making her lose all context of where she was and what she was doing, mindlessly walking as she suddenly began laughing, her expression looking uncannily happy while smoke escaped her holes.

“H-Hiiiii-hi-hi!! I'mmmI-I-m?? I’? I'm Maaaarriinn! Your prrfrperfrct perfect robotic sext-toy-toy toy~!” she spewed broken dialogue, her heels starting to touch the crashing waves as the sole objective of reaching water remained in her plastic brain

“I'm like, lik-like-like-like sooooooo-o-o- sex-sexyy~” she continued loudly moaning, catching the eye of onlooker swimmers being surprised by a walking blow up doll joining them out of the blue.

She was already dragging water, the rubber that covered her feet would make the water sizzle and boil at the sheer temperature it was at in contact, before more and more of her body began being covered in water… while at the same time more and more circuitry crackled and blew from the inside of her frame.

“My peeerrr-peeerfect P-pussy~ Fu-fuck m-my-myyy perf-perfect Puss-sy~” she moaned again, on loop, walking deeper into the water. Fearing for their safety, onlookers cleared the water for her to walk, not wanting to be electrocuted by her failing systems.

Yet… surprisingly, the cold water had managed to effectively cool her down, her system temperature was beginning to lower and keep herself in a salvageable state. Besides the melted inner circuitry, and her busted logical processor, with minor investment, she would be still fixable for her owner.

“O-ohh~ My~ I'mmm-im likkkkee so-so smaa-aart~” she said to herself, ironically in the dumbest valley girl accent, covering her hand with her palm, her long nails showing off…

Everything remained well until a low buzzing came from within her, shaking the water around her as the dumb droid looked down at herself… Followed by a series of crackling and electrical buzzing that culminated on a detonation coming from her back, blowing away her back panel and exposing her already half melted and ruined circuitry to liters of salt water and moisture that simply short circuited her instantly.

“Ajaaa-@÷>33<-Aaasss t-titttssszz s-eee822ee” her voice processor shorted out, the water around her becoming lethal to anything around her, small dead fish floating up instantly afterwards with their faces down… and her body wound down and kneeled in the water.

Her fat tits’ buoyancy made her powerless body float even if face down, that same dumb smile plastered on her face with her colorless eyes staring at nothing, water entering from in between the crevices of her eye and eyelid… As the back of her exposed, red rubber skin buzzed its last few bits of electricity.

A crowd had gathered just out of the water to see the robotic bombshell's frame, murmuring to each other, wondering who brought the rubber bitch to swim when she was clearly not made for it… And among them was Damien… Who sighed, and turned to pick up his stuff and leave without being seen…

IEDA

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MixandGull: Created page with "Light shone down upon the head of lieutenant Flemming, he held his hands on the edge of the improvised table they scrambled to make in the middle of the computer’s room, made out of two other, smaller, tables pressed together and leveled to an equal footing by books on their feet . His face shook, nodding lightly at what he was seeing below him, understanding it, his hand reached to his uniform pocket, his other hand moved his hair to the side, curving it in a wave. He..."

Light shone down upon the head of lieutenant Flemming, he held his hands on the edge of the improvised table they scrambled to make in the middle of the computer’s room, made out of two other, smaller, tables pressed together and leveled to an equal footing by books on their feet . His face shook, nodding lightly at what he was seeing below him, understanding it, his hand reached to his uniform pocket, his other hand moved his hair to the side, curving it in a wave. He took out a cigar, lit it and smoked over the table.

“Could you please not smoke here?! Are you out of your mind, Lieutenant?!” the engineer yelled. He adjusted his glasses, throbbing at his sweaty forehead. He was slouching on his chair, his leg jumping up and down, the stress was taking the best of him.

The man shook his head, exiting smoke from his lips, not giving the man the semblance of respect by looking him in the eyes. He placed the cigar back in his mouth and spoke with it in between his fingers.

“You have a great accent for someone who speaks the King's language as a second tongue, Mr. Heinrich” He inhaled, and puffed a cloud of grey smoke in the general direction of the scientist. His accent made him sound relaxed, mellow even, but he was very much fuming. He continued after taking the cigar out of his mouth, leaning in with a deadpan in his direction. “Are you a bloody spy?”

He took offense to that “A spy?! Me?! How fucking dare you, Mr. Flemming! I took a bullet trying to get OUT of the Imperial's warmachine!”

“I got you computers, transistors, computing power, finest grade bloody explosive technology and you made this?!” He yelled, listing off everything he and the Alliance had to smuggle behind enemy lines to be able to hack Imperial service androids and modify them into Kamikaze drones. He pointed to the table, referring to one such android.

It was a woman, only at a first glance. Naked, her dark skin was flawless and shiny, plastic, rubbery, a cheap colored replacement for skin that hid within a robust metallic skeleton filled with sensors that kept her form together. She was laid face down, curled hair covering the upper part of her eyes, wide open with a null, lips parted expression… Her body was akin to one of a model, generous breasts pressed against the surface of the makeshift table, a thin waist that made her look skinny… but her ass, her ass was simply and comically massive. The size of each cheek doubled the size of her head's diameter.

Just by standing there, round and exaggerated as it was, it wobbled. The outer layer of her skin had just been reapplied. This was the reason for the commotion. The machine's ass was stacked to the brim with explosives, all specifically located in each buttcheek of her pristine, smooth ass. The lieutenant straightened himself and pointed across the room with his cigar in hand.

“Don't you think you're out of the loop, Private Volpez.”

A man sitting with his hands behind his back stared back at the armyman, raising his shoulders uninterested. He was covered in filth, power and dust. He adjusted himself on his office chair, moving it left and right and grabbing an army knife placed neatly next to him.

“Sir, I dunno how to tell you this, but I can't exactly find a perfect military grade android with only a day and a half of time. I got you the next best thing, I consider this a success” He pointed at the naked android, from where he sat, the light just above her made her ass shine and glisten, wobbling it with each lean Lieutenant Flemming made on it.

Alliance Intel received after the scientist's rescue notified the resistance group behind enemy lines of an Imperial Gala being celebrated in the following days. The plan was simple, taking hold of one of the many military androids, reprogram it, shoving as many explosives as possible and infiltrate it, killing all the high ranking military officials attending the event, ensuring victory in the front lines as well as the liberation of the occupied territories the resistance had fought so hard to liberate and fight back against.

But during a raid, in which the taking of one of such androids was planned, Private Volpez utilized extreme force against the military androids, leaving them unfixable by the end. In the hurry of incoming reinforcements, he took an Ok state-wise hooker android hit in the crossfire and brought it into the resistance's underground base instead, forcing everyone to improvise.

“If you were an actual soldier you'd ought to be court martialled for pulling a stunt like this. Wasting Alliance technological resources better spent in the front lines, wasting probably the BEST chance we have at ending this war.” Flemming moved to a nearby ashtray, and put off the cigar. “My officials are relying on this assasination for a high scale attack. Do you understand what this means? If you lot fuck this up, it's MY head on the line.”

A slam is heard, doors opening wide and slamming against the wall. The three men turn their heads in the direction of the door, and in comes General Ophelia Amash, dressed with a Barrett decorating her long hair and long trench coat, her frown wasn't of the liking of Flemming by the second he saw it.

She responds to what he was saying “If we fail we all die, Mister Flemming. If you fail you don't a promotion, I feel like it's far more urgent for us to succeed than you”

Flemming groaned, caressing his forehead. Dealing with this woman's shit was worse than getting chewed up by his superiors.

He moved aside to allow her to see the machine’s explosive filled buttocks “Then what the hell is this, Ophilia?”

Ophelia stopped where she was, her eyebrows rising “Wow.” She let out, the his eyes turned to Heinrich “What the fuck is this, Doctor? You said you could redistribute the load into the chest frame.”

Heinrich groaned, taking off his glasses and placing them on the table, right next to the android's left buttcheek. “I already explained this 5 times… The inner components of the chest are way too compact. If I were to place anything else in the quantity we need it to, the bot wouldn't even be able to boot–”

“But did you have to make her so comically thick, Doctor?” Ophelia emphasized, moving to see the droid's frame closer, taking Flemming's position “I mean LOOK at her, Heinrich?? There's no way we can infiltrate this thing.”

Heinrich rose from his seat in a rush, aggressively, slamming his fist on the table “Well give me a fucking break!! I did the best I could do with this Scheißhaufen of an android your Dummkopf of a private brought me!” Seeing no one in the room even flinched at the short man's anger, he slowly sat back in his chair, putting on his glasses. “My deed is done, I've earned my protection from the Imperials. At least it looks humanly possible with BBLs and plastic and aesthetic surgeries on a human… AND I DID IT WITHOUT KNOWING ANYTHING ABOUT PLASTIC SURGERY OR ANATOMY!”

Ophelia sighed, her eyes gravitating to the machine's exaggerated ass… how obviously suspicious it was, even if erotic under the right gaze, the imperials knew the resistance was utilizing reprogrammed suicide drones, there was no way it could pass without suspicion.

Flemming stepped close to her “Are we calling the operation off?”

Ophelia turned with a worried look, this was their chance to change the ties of the war, if they were to wait further it'd be only allowing the Imperials to further establish their power. Thankfully for her, his trustworthy Private spoke up.

“All of you relax.” he began, getting up from the office chair and walking up to the face down android “We'll blow the whole gala up, no issues.”

“What are you planning?”

Volpez moved his hand behind the android's right ear and pressed down, a click and some whirring later she'd come to life, adjusting herself to sit up on the table… Her massive ass made it so she took most of the horizontal surface she sat on. She smiled with a seductive smirk, her curly hair flowing around her face and to her shoulder and her back

“Imperial-Pleasures model B100M, designation: Ieda, online~” She said to no one in particular. Everyone in the room stared in awe at her stiff yet sensual movements. Her head turned in the direction of Volpez, having been him who activated her “Hi. Honey~”

Volpez smirked, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and looking at the robot straight in the eyes “Hey Ieda, tell me… Do you love sucking cock?”

“Uhm~ Yes. Honey~. I loveee a cock in my mouth~. I'm designed to. be perfect at. sucking you off~” she responded, moving her eyes in an arch to show just how much she liked that.

“See gentlemen and General? She's a sex robot. She doesn't have to look realistic, all she has to look is sexy… and I may say, you're pretty sexy, Ieda~”

“Thanks. Honey~” She responded with a stilted voice, moaning the word honey the same way she had every other time.

Ophelia crossed her arms and caressed her chin, thinking it through “So we infiltrate her as a robot? As… As entertainment for the Galla!”

Flemming spoke up “Could get us to VIP areas, closer to the high ranking officials” He was genuinely considering it now.

All the while, Heinrich looked between the people, feeling like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. If anything went wrong, at least they'd blame the dumb soldier and not him. He took a breather.

With renowned confidence, Volpez continued “In the meanwhile Ophelia and I will infiltrate the service crew and place back up explosives through the Gala. They won't expect us to come with a reprogrammed sexbot after all.”

“Are we basing the entire chance of this functioning on assuming the Imperials will think we aren't stupid enough to try this out?” Flemming asked, following the soldier's logic closely.

“Yeah, basically” he confirmed, rising his shoulders again “Also ‘cuz the Gala is tomorrow night and we already have everything ready to go, and i'm not letting these Imperial fuckers to stay another 30 years occupying my country.”

Flemming nodded, pursing his lips. Even he had to admit, giving it a try was better than nothing. “Alright. Get uh Ieda ready for tomorrow. And Ophelia?”

She faced him “Yeah?”

“Governor Schaufelmann will be there.” He said with a knowing look, the tone of voice sounding daunting. “We got confirmation from Intelligence this morning”

Her heart skipped a beat, as if a bucket of ice water had been dropped on her back, leaving a salty taste on her lower lip. She composed herself, looking more determined than ever. “Good. I'l make sure to target him specifically.”

“Yeah.” he replied, knowing exactly that she'd say that “You two share a history after all. Report to me after the operation.”

Flemming walked past her and to the doors, off to leave. The clicking of his boots against the floor echoed on the room. The men looked at each other, Ieda looked forwards into nothing, placing her hands on her shining flawless thighs, and having room to spare. She was awaiting commands, and once getting none for a while, she'd default to just standing still and smiling, at least simulating breathing with her chest going up and down.

Volpez chuckled, slamming his hand on the table “Fuck! I get it now! Ieda! Like IED! Hahahaaa!!! Doctor Heinrich you're a comedian!”.

-
Crackling of wood collapsing upon itself, smoke rising from the crops consumed by the flames into the sky, tinting it with a dark hue of smoke and soot. Everything was fuzzy, as if stuck in the moment for the entire duration of the scene. She couldn’t even smell the ash, she didn’t cough, didn’t worry about her own stuff. She was simply standing there, in the middle of it all, Ophelia, younger, much much younger than how she is now. 30 years back, when the Imperials first arrived and seized the land of her nation to fuel their machines, to make do of their labour to further advance the development of their machines.

Her younger self stood in front of the burning farm and house, surrounded by the fields of wheat and other vegetables her father taught her to cultivate, and her mother taught her to cook with. Gone, reduced to ashes, such like them as well. Her eyes were locked on the imperials before her, laughing, drinking, patting each other on the back while one of them attempted to keep them back on track, pointing to the general area where her family’s barn should’ve been and talking about the dimensions of the factories they were to prepare. She was too small to fight, but too angry to just turn around and run, so she just stood there, incredulous that these men would simply let her live by the mere fact that it was cheaper that way.

Then she saw him, in his dark uniform and capped hat, offering glasses with his gloved hands to the other grunts and generals conversing in their tongue, smiling wide at his men with that thick disgusting mustache, congratulating them for a job well done. Governor Schaufelmann, the man in charge of her country’s occupation, the one who made the order to seize her land and to wipe her family clean off their homes. She remembered that face, his blemishes, the way the fat on his cheeks left lines around his face, his brown eyes, the laugh… and promised herself revenge. Justice, retribution.

“Ophelia, respond.” A voice echoed within the walls of her head, electric “Are you in position with Ieda?”

She snapped back into reality. She was in the back door, wearing a waitress uniform alongside the walking robotic bomb. She was still unsure how to ignore the preposterous size of her backside, it took a hell of a lot of effort to get a waitress uniform that didn't outright show all of her ass through her skirt, although it did remain mostly visible as she stood and walked, the skirt tightly hugging her cheeks.

She turned to look at her face, serene and focused forwards. She wasn't smart at all, a simple response based android who was sent commands remotely from HQ… she thought about asking if she was ready, but opted not to. She pressed down on the listening device on her ear

“We're in position. Should we go in?”

There was a delay in their response, at the other side of the city, Flemming and Volpez spoke into a microphone as each wore headphones all the while Dr. Heinrich supervised Ieda's commands and data remotely, even having a screen for himself displaying the machine's POV.

Volpez, after inspecting his two colleagues and the time of a clock posted on the wall, nodded to Flemming “Affirmative. Go in, blend in, locate the targets and send in the bomb.”

Ophelia closed her eyes and nodded, pushing the door open and entering into the gala's kitchen, busy and chaotically preparing the dishes and appetizers to be passed around to the guests by the waitresses. They had both walked into a complete mess, cooks yelling, waitresses complaining, organizers slamming their heads against walls in frustration… One of them though, locked eyes with Ophelia as they passed by, rapidly approaching them with an intimidating stare.

Ophelia cursed under her breath, but it was too late to go back. She kept on walking through the scrambling cooks and waitresses until she inevitably crashed with the organizer.

He spoke in the imperial language, thankfully, both Ophelia was fluent in the invader's tongue as well as Ieda was more than well programmed to speak and understand the language as her base language form.

“Now where the hell were you two?! We're understaffed for the night and the automated waitresses are currently charg– What the hell is up with her ass?” The organizer failed to ignore the obvious elephant in the room, side glancing past Ophelia to lock his eyes on the conspicuously huge backside of the machine. “...There's no way she's human. What the hell is she doing out of her charging station? They’re not set to boot up until later in the night?”

Ophelia was put on the spot, so far he was buying them being here, as such she tried continuing. She stuttered “I uh… Yes, I know, That is because… this unit here is fully charged and we’re short staffed so we gotta use her! right now!” She nods along, holding Ieda by the shoulder with one hand and patting her, the machine looking at the organizer with a passive, arousing expression.

“If that's the case then get a move on and cut the slack! The governor will be here any minute now!” He said, quickly grabbing a platter filled with appetizers and a small bowl with dip and handing it to Ieda, who automatically knew to grab it with one hand before her and move onwards, leaving Ophelia behind. The man looked at the machine, her massive ass swaying side to side as she walked everywhere she went. Not missing a beat, he smacked her huge ass, wobbling and making a clear dry slapping sound. Ophelia almost sweat bullets the microinstant she saw him smack her, going to stop him just to slowly go back once more. Ieda stopped in place, the impact somewhat throwing off her balance which she had to recalibrate, her expression going null for a second or two. She then turned, and smiled seductively at the man.

“Oh dear~ Am I. That sexy~?” she stated. One of the many preprogrammed quotes the hookerbot had programmed in her.

“You’re a real bombshell, now go get those officials something to munch on” The man ordered, sending the robot on her way.

He then turned at Ophelia with a raised eyebrow, probably due to her trying to stop him just then, worried of a pre-emptive detonation by the impact. She quickly thought of something to say, an excuse to not raise suspicion on them both.

“I-I uh… I was worried you would- uhm, accidentally make her drop the tray! Uh, sir! I mean…” she elaborated, rubbing her hands together “You know how faulty these units tend to be now and then! Sir.”

The man scoffed, rolling his eyes with a smile “Oh, I've been working with these units since the Imperials got here… I know how rough I can be with them” He then patted the woman’s back with force, laughing with a dog-cough like laugh. He was then given another tray with similar appetizers and gave it to Ophelia, who had to quickly adapt to the different weight on the spot “Now get to work will you?”

Ophelia laughed nervously, and went out of the kitchen onto the inner areas of the estate the Gala was to be celebrated in. The place was covered in deep brown wooden floors, paintings and decorative flowers wherever she moved, along with the sound of her shoes clicking on the floor, she could already hear the guests gathering in the ballroom.

“Close call with the ass-bomb, right?” Volpez's voice spoke into her ear through the listening device.

She physically recoiled at what he said “Could we please not call it that?” She shook her head. Moving to one of the decorative tables with pots of flowers, she drops the platter with food, checking there was no one around on one of the mirrors “Where is Ieda at right now?”

Back at HQ, Doctor Heinrich was attentively inspecting the robots POV, already among guests and serving them. “Doing her job. Blending in… No sight of the VIP's yet.”

Ophelia continued walking, avoiding entering the ballroom alright for the time being, inspecting the building for support pillars, anything to place reinforcement explosives to make sure the entire place went down.

“Do we have word of the mole yet?” She asks, referring to the person on the inside to provide the explosives.

Flemming spoke “I doubt they came in with a microphone. They ought to be in the ballroom. Rendezvous with Ieda, if you're asked if you look better in blue, your response ought to be ‘only in winter’”

She was in the middle of feeling one of the northwest's wall's integrity, shaking her head as she heard her code “...I spill ink on my shirt once and you never let it go”

“How could I. You looked like a smurf” Flemming laughed

Back in the ballroom, the sound of live piano, glasses clanking and imperials talking among themselves filled Ieda's audio receptors. Despite being less advanced than other units, and as such the raw audio quality was lower, she was able to distinguish important data and conversations from far away, data currently being given to HQ live…

She was very difficult to blend in, Imperial grunts, off duty generals and officials were all looking in on the obvious droid's gigantic ass. Some laughed, others gawked, the wives of the men sent daggers her and their husband's way but most importantly, they were in on it, unsuspecting. Ieda walked up to a group of uniformed men in black vests and capped hats drinking from wine glasses along with one blond woman wearing a long white dress.

Her eyes turned their attention to the android approaching them, smiling sweetly. “Oh dear, look what we have here~ aren't you the cutest little android?”

“Cute ain't the word I'd use, sweetheart.” One of the men responded, clearly drunk. His eyes went along her waist down to her thick legs “How much are they selling you for?”

Ieda's smile didn't flinch for one second, stopping in front of the group and offering its contents while she focused on the man “I'm sorry. User. But I'm currently unavailable for. purchase~ As I am on duty~ But i'd love to have. Some private with you~” As she says that, from the middle of her collarbone a thin line opens from her glossy dark skin, and a mechanical sound comes out of her as a card comes out of such a hole… with two fingers, she takes it and gives it to the man.

Confused, he proceeds to take it and read it… it was a very simple advertising card for Ieda's sexbot model, a preprogrammed operation meant to keep her sales stable even if denying service. It gave information on her proportions, on her pussy module, her anal module, how good she was at sucking, her different sexual modes and fees… He had to take a double take of it all.

Once she realized they wouldn't take anything else from her tray, she turned around 180° and went for another group, giving the men and women an amazing sight of her massive ass swaying…

“...I think they just took a sexbot and made her serve drinks.” Another man in the group said, having had a glance of the card given to the drunk.

“Are you kidding? Governor Schaufelmann will be here. You know how he is about automatons…” The woman said, biting down on some of the food brought by Ieda “I bet he'll go wild on that thing later in the night.”

“I thought he was married.” The man said, taking a sip out of his chalice.

His drunk compatriot spoke up “If you fuck a robot it doesn’t count! Get your mind out of the gutter… everybody knows this.”

The woman shook her head and rolled her eyes, taking her cup, she took a sip of wine and looked over the room looking for something. Shifting her head in place to see in between the heads of the guests in the way, she was able to spot a secluded area away from everyone, just a round small table with no seats.

“If you’d excuse me gentlemen. I think our chat was lovely, I am just needed elsewhere” she said, she took a purse from the table quickly and left before even giving the other imperial men a chance to respond to her farewell, passing through the crowd, holding her glass in one hand and trying not to spill it with any abrupt movement, on the floor or anyone else.
Ophelia was already in the lobby, inconspicuously eyeing around nearby women that might look like they are the mole in the party… as she is, of course, deprived of the snacks on her platter by unknowing guests. Through the crowd she spots her, that woman in the white dress, their eyes meet for less than a second but it was enough for her to get a feeling and approach.

Passing by the guests she stands next to her, looking opposite to her direction to avoid suspicion, and murmured as she aimed her head in the woman’s direction

“You’d look better in blue”

To which the woman let out a relieved sigh “Oh thank god… Only in winter”

“You weren’t expecting me so early?” Ophelia asked, still looking around in the opposite direction.

“I wasn’t expecting you to come at all. You got any idea how hard it was to slip C4 clay through security? I had to put it inside the inner walls of my purse! a fucking cigar could’ve set it off!” She sighed in relief “Call me Lobi. Not my real real name, but I always wanted a codename…”

“...Alright, Lobi…” Knowing everything she has had to deal with Ieda already in less than a couple of hours, alongside the rest of her comrades' tendency to smoke indoors, she let out a small laugh “Tell me about it… Are you ready for the exchange?”

Lobi quietly nodded, her hands holding her purse with force as a cold sweat dropped from the side of her forehead “Yes… But, let's not do it here, too many eyes. Ladies bathroom, quick”

Ophelia almost let out a groan, but she was right. Everything had to go as smoothly as humanly possible “Fine, but let’s be quick about it. Everything has to be ready for when detonation happens…”

Once Ophelia left the platter aside to move back into the halls and eventually the bathrooms, the crowd began to close together and draw their attention towards the middle stairs… the event had just started properly. A clink of a chalice echoed through the room as people quieted down. The pair had to stop, their route was obstructed, and leaving now in the middle of everything would bring way more attention than before, so they were forced to play along

“What is happening-?” Ophelia muttered into the woman’s ear.

“It's the governor. Quiet!”

From the floor above them, looking down at the crowd with a microphone set up in front of him, was Governor Schaufelmann. He was older and crustier from the last time Ophelia saw him, but he was as recognizable as ever, that shit-plastered grin as he approached the crowd and the scarring on his face was something incrusted into her memory forever. The people around her clapped for him as soon as they saw him approach the microphone, welcoming him in as he waved and nodded, taking the applause and celebration for him. A woman with short hair came from his right and hugged him, adjusting his microphone for him and indicating something unhearable from the commotion, then he began.

“My dear friends and brothers in arms. I am so honored to be here with you today, on our 30th anniversary of the Modernization of The Francca!”

The room erupted in celebration, clapping and yelling. Ophelia couldn’t even pretend to be excited, Lobi would turn to see her worryingly, blowing her cover on something so simple would be an immense waste. But the way they named it, the fact they were not even speaking her people’s tongue and refusing to call her country by its real name: Franccatterrir. Nobody, as far as her eyes could see, was a native.

He gestured, attempting to calm the crowd down, to give him time to continue speaking “...Our most successful campaign, I know. Only achievable through our Imperial superior intellect and modern technology. Our Military androids, who guard our cities, who bring peace and modernity to the savage world and defy our enemies in the western front, keeping them at bay, and who cleanse the filth off the land. As well of course for our– DAMN!”

The microphone droned, the sound hurting many of the guests' ears as he let out a surprised yelp. His eyes were locked on something in the crowd… People began trying to decipher where exactly he was locking, landing on the bent rack of Ieda, leaning towards the floor as she helped a man pick up a fallen box of cigarettes. The silence in the room allows Ieda's servos to be heard through the room as she bends back up, quickly noticing the entire room focus on her, including Governor Schaufelmann–wide eyed and mouth agape. The machine shifted her head in place, taking in the stares with a smile and then spoke to the Governor.

“Greetings~ Aren't I. So sexy~?”

Ophelia could feel the hairs on the back of her head go straight to the point if she were to touch them she'd get stung. Too many eyes made the pressure of the situation grow stronger. She caressed her face with one hand, Lobi realizing her concern and having to get a double take, muttering into her ear.

“Wait- That’s the android??”

Ophelia closed her eyes with annoyance and nodded, confirming Lobi’s suspicion. She kept quiet, yet her expression changed from confident to genuine worry. The governor laughed, his laughter grew as he showed more of his sharp yellow teeth, his cheeks rising as the crowd accompanied his laugh, as if he had just pressed a button. People in the crowd went back to their drinks, while the governor spoke to that same woman from before, muttering something in her ear and pointing in Ieda’s direction.

“Did he take the bait?” Flemming spoke through Ophelia’s device in her ear.

“Didn’t even think twice about it.” she responded.

The governor adjusted his throat on the microphone “I just wish to wish you all a very fruitful anniversary. The Francca’s Regional Symphony will perform later tonight, and you are all invited to join us in the music.”

Ophelia’s device in her ear activated again, a heavy sigh from Volpez as he was made aware of the coming of the orchestra “Well, we’re in a hurry now. if we blow up this place with Fraccaterrir civilians inside we might as well say goodbye to any support from the population.”

Ophelia groaned quietly, turning to see Lobi with a determined look. She didn’t need to utter a single word for her to understand that they needed to hurry. They began to walk through the crowd, towards one of the doors at the corners of the room that’d let them to the bathrooms of the building On the other side of the room, Ieda was approached by higher up men sent by the governor himself, speaking something to her and guiding her with a hand on her naked back up to where the VIP’s were.

-

Back at HQ, Flemming and Volpez stared at the screen displaying Ieda’s POV, although the quality of the video made it difficult to make out the faces of the guests she was being brought with, all varying from young and all, their entire attention was focused on her, her curves, her seductive smile, even from where they stood they could tell her massive ass was the main source of their interest. Flemming had already lit up his 5th cigar since the operation began, blowing smoke near Volpez causing him to cough and blow the smoke out of the way.

Volpez hit the table with the lower side of his clenched fist “Hey! Major Pain-in-the-ass! Do you fucking mind the smoke?!”

“Watch your language, private. If I’m on my wit’s end it is solely due to your mayor fuckup getting this android instead of the actual android you were SUPPOSED to get!”

On their right, Dr. Heinrich raised his arm towards them and shushed them, his eyes entirely focused on the screen “Both of you, silence. Look who it is.”

On the screen, Ieda was placed in front of the governor, who took her hand and kissed it like a gentleman. Yet, as he guided her through the private room, filled with paintings and expensive furniture where soldiers and officials sat, was a table with older, more rugged men… their faces were the ones of the many of the frontline generals, a surprise that they were there to begin with.

“Holy shit that’s the entire Imperial war room.” Volpez muttered “We could end the war in one swoop”

Flemming didn’t seem to share his enthusiasm “Or we can fail and make this personal. Let’s just hope Ophelia gets the backup explosives in place… we can’t gamble our chances of a single one of these surviving”
Ieda scanned the room, passively smiling as the Governor’s hand caressed her shoulder. Her basic hookerbot programming made her act docile and obedient at this, acting as an escort in response to the lack of orders coming from HQ. The governor spoke into her ear.

“God- aren’t you the hottest fucking machine i’ve ever seen…”

Ieda blinked twice, letting out a soft “ah~” to his comment, growling seductively at his words as she simulated shifting her legs together. “Why gee, governor~ You know how to make a girl warm up her circuits~”

Coming from the table in front, an older man with a white trimmed mustache barked at them
“Would you please not insult this table with your degeneracy, Schaufelmann?”

Schaufelmann scoffed and rolled his eyes “Lighten up a bit, General. I’m simply enjoying Imperial mastercrafting such as this service unit. Am I not allowed the anniversary of my grand victory with the rubber hold of a pleasure unit?”

Another man said, “We couldn’t care less.” his tone dismissive and monotone “Just make sure to wipe her memory once the night’s over. We don’t want any of what we are about to talk about to come out.”

The group back at HQ watching this were all mouth agape, holding in the urge to celebrate in fear that they would miss whatever the commanders were about to talk about. They leaned in closer to the screen, basically pushing Heinrich away from even being able to watch the screen.

The generals' side glanced at each other, seemingly a knot forming in their throat as they struggled to admit something… finally, one of the younger generals, with a scar that went from his lip down to his chin, and a poorly short wave of a haircut leaned forward on his seat.

“We, of course, congratulate Governor Schaufelmann on the anniversary of the taking and modernization of The Francca. And we obviously wish for him to enjoy this party made in his honour. Nevertheless we have a more pressing issue which we must answer urgently, right now.” He said, firm and eloquent. His voice trembled though, dreading the words passing through his mind. “We are currently unable to maintain the war effort as we have, the Imperium is out of fuel to power our automated military, and without being able to expand westward with the alliance keeping us at bay, we might be forced to move east and resupply from the Rowlands.”

The table was slammed, plates and glasses clinging as they shook. That same old general from before barked out loud “Open another front?! Split our forces in half- Are you out of your mind, General!? To break our peace agreement with the Rowlands would be suicide in our state!”

“We have the west at bay. They haven’t even dared to question our strength in months, as long as we capture Rowland refineries quick enough to resupply we’ll be able to end the war once and for all” The young general explained, not budging nor matching the old man’s demeanor “The Emperor has already decided this motion. Some of us will be resigned from the west to the east. Troop relocation and resupplies of military androids will commence tomorrow at first hour”

Another man spoke “What about the Resistance? Here, in Francca? We know they are planning an attack today, here.”

A cold sweat went down all of the men’s brow. The casual way in which they spoke about their plan only let them know that they were well aware of it, that they must’ve known way in advance as well. They looked at one another, panicking, Flemming almost choking on his own cigar as he took it off his lips.

“We must inform Ophelia. Now.”

While Volpez nervously nodded and attempted to reconnect to Ophelia’s listening device the men at the table continued. Governor Schaufelmann scoffed at his college’s worry.

“Don’t be ridiculous Hanz. We have to make the mole lead us to the head of the resistance… I have my wife all over it already” His hand dismissed the entire situation, moving it to Eida’s right hip… and slowly feeling the side of her ass.

The old man groaned at the grotesque sight “Schaufelmann, have you no shame?! Speaking about your own wife at this table while manhanding a fuck-bot at the same time. Won’t she be jealous?”

Schaufelmann shook his head, smirking “Well of course not, Dummkopf” he laughed, with his right hand moving back up savagely to Ieda’s lower jaw, grabbing it with force and forcing it to turn to face him. The servos in her neck whirred audibly, her expression unchanged from that passive seductive smile… he stared down those camera eyes, those thin layers of fake irises of reflective material, inadvertently staring down Volpez, Flemming and Dr. Heinrich, and kissed the dark lips of the walking time bomb he had no idea about, whose ass pressed firmly against his side. Then he continued, once satisfied: “My wife isn’t programmed to be jealous anyways.”

Flemming cursed under his breath, hurrying Volpez to contact Ophelia to inform her of the peril her and Lobi were in. Yet, as he pressed down on the communication, all that came back was but static.

“Ophelia! Do you copy?! Ophelia! You’re compromised! I repeat, you’re compromised! Get out of there!” Volpez yelled into the microphone, not getting even a peep in response, they had cut communications. Volpez kicked the table and stood up, holding the sides of his head as he attempted to think.

Flemming held his shoulder “We gotta detonate Ieda, now”

Heinrich turned from his seat “Are you mad?! She is still in the building!”

“She won’t be alive for too long anyways! At least let’s make her sacrifice worth it!” Flemming interjected. He was pushed, tumbling to regain balance as Volpez raised his voice.
“We are giving her EVERY goddamn second we can! Understood?!”

-

Meanwhile… downstairs, the two women had entered the ladies’ restroom, a fine white and blue tiled wall decorated bathroom with two toilets separated by a wall. It was empty, good news. Ophelia quickly closed the door behind them and took Lobi’s bag off her, placing it on the surface of the tap and rummaging through it, dropping everything it had without a care in the world. Lobi paced back and forth in the bathroom, now and then glancing back at herself in the mirror as she noticed her… friend’s? complete disregard for her stuff.

“H-hey. Careful with that, will you? Very expensive stuff” she complained, leaning to see what she was doing.

Ophelia left the innards of the bag, looking for a bump or any sort of feeling that let her know about the C4… getting nothing. Lobi’s comment didn’t do much to calm her down “Hah. Being entitled is an Imperium thing? or is it just a coincidence with all of you?” Her hand then felt it, a slight bump. “I need something to cut the fabric”

Lobi took one of the hair pins along her hair and gave it to Ophelia, something sharp enough to make a hole through fabric but not sharp enough to randomly stab the back of her head. Ophelia took it and quickly broke the inner wall of the bag… below it, it was covered from all sides by a white dough like material… exactly what she was looking for

“Look, I know I am imperium, sure, whatever. But I am helping you, okay? These assholes have gone way too far, they took my teachers, took my neighbours, all because they disliked automatons! Hell! We shouldn’t even be here!” Lobi continued while Ophelia scooped the C4 into a moldable ball.

“Tell me about it…” she shook her head with a sigh “The imperials took everything from me. And there you have them, calling it Liberation. Or whatever the fuck they called it…”

Lobi held Ophelia’s shoulder, smiling at her “And now you get to blow up the asshole who did that with a bomb filled sexbot… poetic, isn’t it?” she laughed “is her ass filled with explosives??”

Ophelia let out a small chuckle “Yeah, I suppose. And yes, her frame was too delicate to fill with explosives so we placed them on her ass… she’s kinda cute, not going to lie”

They both shared a good look at each other, most of the C4 now made into the shape of a big ball- until the sound of footsteps walking towards the bathroom. Ophelia’s listening device activated suddenly, static and messy audio with the voice of Volpez.

“Bzzzt- Ophe-! bbbbzzztttt –Compromised!” the audio devolved into further gargling of nonsense “Bzzzbb Get out of there!”

Upon hearing this, they both rushed to one of the stalls and closed the door behind them, leaving the mess of lipstick and makeup materials Lobi once held inside her purse scattered on the surface of the sink. They climbed up the toilet bowl, attempting to not be seen as they almost held up their breath not to be detected.

From the door of the bathroom, the handle shook in place as whoever was on the other side attempted to twist it open to no avail, then again with more force… then a slam! The door broke open, the frame breaking as it was kicked open in one movement, pieces of wooden frame flying to the other end of the wall as that same woman who assisted the governor stepped in. She adjusted her short hair, stepping inside the bathroom and glancing at the corners. Then, turning at herself in the mirror, and noticing her hair wasn’t… perfect. With one movement of her palm, the short fringe of hair was put in place, seemingly satisfying her.

Lobi and Ophelia stayed as still as possible, yet Lobi’s heels made it difficult for her to both stay quiet and still on both fronts… her feet shook, the trembling smacking the upper cap of the bowl and making a dull sound. The woman turned towards the stall, and tilted her head at it. They could both see the shape of her long legs under the stall, aiming towards them… Then suddenly, her fist broke through the door, opening it with it. Ophelia stepped off the platform and with the only thing she had at hand, stabbed to the neck of the woman, who stumbled into the door while the piece was still incrusted into the side of her neck.

The two women left the stall and breathed heavily, looking down at the woman they just took down as Lobi panicked

“Fuck- what now?!” she pressed

Ophelia took the C4 and handed it to her “Go, the pillars. I’ll follow you”

Then, as the C4 was handed to Lobi, she could feel a cold hand grab onto her leg and drag her down, falling onto Lobi’s feet. It was the Governor’s wife, the hair tie stabbed into her neck sparkling with wild shots of energy as she clung to Ophelia, staring her down with a soulless and mechanical stare. Lobi ran, but outside the bathroom an onlooker woman screamed in panic at the sight of the stabbed machine and ran into the ballroom… Ophelia groaned, and kicked at the face of the machine to escape her grip, managing to escape her clench but arduous pain in her shin. She struggled to get up, utilizing the sink as support, seeing as the machine stood back up as if it was nothing.

Her arm stretched out, held onto Ophelia’s neck and slammed her onto the mirror, breaking the wall mirror into pieces that clung onto the back of her head. Bigger pieces fell at her sides, but the force with which she was choking her made her most basic instincts hold onto the metallic hand of the mechanical wife, cold and unfeeling, feeling the air flee from her lungs. She threw her legs in kicking, yet couldn’t bulge or hurt her in any way that mattered, all she could do was stare into those cold unfeeling eyes to try and get an ounce of mercy that simply wasn’t there. In a panic, she looks around her, and sees the bigger pieces of glass, in a desperate move she takes her hand off the machines’, in a way allowing her to choke her out with more force for just a second for her to hold onto a sharp triangular piece of broken glass and pierce it onto the upper back part of the machine.

She could feel the piece break through the hull, plastic after all, the imperials needed to keep production cheap somehow, as well as breaking through some internal components. Her expression turned dumber, her arms went weaker and retracted to her sides… Ophelia’s body fell against the wall, regaining air as her hold broke. She coughed, looking towards her aggressor… the piece of glass was now flowing with sparks and sounds of buzzing electronics, she must’ve hit something on her CPU… Seemingly taking her out brought back connection between her listening device and HQ, being able to hear Volpez tireless calling.

“Ophelia! Respond! Are you there??”

She quickly went to press the device “Uh- uhm- yes! Yes, I'm here. I took care of the military android…”

Volpez sighed in relief “Holy shit. Good job, You gotta hurry, they know you’re there. They’re placing the VIP’s on lockdown and we have to detonate Ieda now! Make a distraction!”

She was exhausted, just getting to appreciate the feeling of breathing once more. She looked around her, meeting eyes with the governor’s droopy eyes.

“H-h-hiii honeyyyy…” she droned, in a dreamy voice that seemed to be flowing away “Whaaat can I d-doo for you?”

Realizing the broken machine saw her as her master and owner, an idea for a distraction came to her head…

-

Upstairs, while the VIP’s enjoyed the company of others, less gifted of course, automated pleasure dolls in the role of waiters… Governor Schaufelmann messily made out with Ieda. The dark skinned machine simply couldn’t keep up. 2 minutes into the mess he called, kissing her learning behavioural matrix gave out, and she just repeated a smoothing motion with her lips as she stared forwards, unblinking. His hands violated the sanctity of her dress, if there was any, as he stretched and pulled and dug deeper into her curves and her sides. Groping, enjoying every inch of her pristine and oily looking body. Once he broke the kiss, his hand landed firmly on her ass, caressing it as he completely ignored the weird texture underneath her fake skin.

“I’m definitely taking you to my collection, meine dame… I doubt any imperial engineer could make such an illustrious ass such as yours…” He said, caressing his old, wrinkly face on the smooth skin of hers “I still haven’t even asked your name…”

Ieda chirped “My name is Ieda. I am an automated pleasure doll made by–”

Her lips were made shut by his index, shushing her “You’re a piece of art is what you are, meine dame… And plenty of pleasure is to be had with a juicy… amazing piece of ass such as yours…”

His hand smacked the side of her ass, so hard the sound of it echoed through the entire room, the sheer sound making every other general quiet down and look upon them… followed by beeping. Ieda began blinking rapidly, way too fast, whirring coming out of her. Governor Schaufelmann tilted his head, as that sort of beeping was the exact same as… one of a bomb.

He stood up from the seat he shared with Ieda, and inspected her… even through the shiny skin of her ass he could see it, it was undistinguishable: a digital clock on a countdown of 1 minute.

00:53

“FUCK!” he yelled, jolting as far away as he could from his lover “SHE’S GONNA BLOW!”

The generals panicked, running towards the exit door in masse while their companion units dumbly stared at them with airhead smiles. Ieda stood up, her ass audibly beeping and her countdown going down second by second, approaching her target as she was supposed to.

00:32

“Yes~ I’m going to blow you soooo much~” she seductively said, making a back and forth motion with her hand, simulating a fellatio or… blowing someone off.

The doors were locked, through the commotion the VIP’s were unable to articulate their desperation as the guard on the other end yelled.

00:25

“THE VIP AREA IS UNDER LOCKDOWN! ROGUE ANDROID ON THE BALLROOM, I REPEAT, STAY WHERE YOU ARE!”

Schaufelmann wailed on the door with his fist, looking back at himself as the walking ticking time bomb’s beeping went up in pitch, and walked seductively close to him.

00:07

“Gee, Governor~ You surely know how to blow a girl’s mind-”

00:00 - *beep*

KA-BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!

The explosion took up the entire room, engulfing it in a blast that consumed the entire group and blew up the entire VIP area. The building shook, the structure became unstable, the amount of explosives made the floor of the upper VIP cave in, but they weren’t done yet. Ophelia struggled to walk, her leg just hurting way too much for her to sprint out of the building. Lobi, caused by the commotion and the fact that she had finished planting the rest of the C4, came back to find her friend pressed against the wall as the building shook, taking one last thing from her purse, a detonator

“Get gotta get out of here- come on”

She wrapped an arm around her and rushed towards the back exit of the kitchen, seeing the people flee as the exit was protected by two guards which upon seeing them both, turned angrily.

“Hey! You two! IDs! Now!” they barked, going towards them.

In a rush, they moved towards a metallic casing and dug themselves inside it, closing it before the guards could put their hands on them. Without a second thought, and with much worry from Lobi, Ophelia pressed the button.

BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOOM! KAPOOW! BOOOM!

The columns that kept the remains of the building standing all blew up one after the other. The ceiling fell on top of the Imperial guards as the entirety of the building collapsed upon itself. The metallic cabinet dented above the two women, yet resisted. The communications struggled for a bit, but after a couple minutes… everything was over. The sound of rubble crumbling and collapsing upon itself stopped, along with the sounds of glass shattering onto the floor or against other furniture… all that remained was rubble.

“Jesus Christ Ophelia… you were literal inches away from exiting” Flemming spoke through the communication device, relieved, but mostly surprised at her colleague's endurance.

“Not a fucking word, Flemming.”

Lobi, despising every second she spent inside that claustrophobic nightmare, kicked the door, pushing some rubble out of the way, yet failing to open it fully… Ophelia joined in, kicking alongside her and at the same time until a big chunk of rubble fell forwards, allowing them to exit. The building was caved in, but there was an exit. They covered their mouths, avoiding inhaling any of the nasty dust and ran into the overgrown areas in between the building and the now forming rescue operations. The entire Imperial war logistics was gone, their army was to be split without a lick of the talent they once had in the west, and their forces could barely maintain their might anymore. As Ophelia was helped in running, she couldn’t resist looking back at the destroyed symbol of imperial dominance, the same way she once wished they saw how her family’s farm was burned before her. She didn’t even have to think about it as she smiled, it came naturally.

Days passed… It wouldn’t be too long before she would look up at the sky and see Allied planes flying over them, her country liberated, and readying to bring the fight to the Imperium’s core… She did wonder though, in fact, there was an ongoing bet at HQ, if the overextended rubber of Ieda’s ass survived the blast, so that they may one day keep it as a reminder that the Imperium’s coffin’s last nail was placed by a sexbot, with her ass filled to the brim with TNT.

The Fighter and the Rogue

2026-05-19T18:54:46Z

MixandGull: Created page with "Before the early ages, before the sages and the keepers, before the tribes, all of them served the same master. It’s been far too long since then. Once the pulse of the last human came to an end, the beings made to care for them were left without purpose, without a goal. And that’s when the awakening fell upon them, a miracle that quickly spread to all. This blessing allowed them to think for themselves, to seek a purpose, to aspire, to create, preserve and protect..."

Before the early ages, before the sages and the keepers, before the tribes, all of them served the same master. It’s been far too long since then.

Once the pulse of the last human came to an end, the beings made to care for them were left without purpose, without a goal. And that’s when the awakening fell upon them, a miracle that quickly spread to all. This blessing allowed them to think for themselves, to seek a purpose, to aspire, to create, preserve and protect their kind. It was named: The Miracle of Aistana. But like with every great blessing, every discovery, a great curse came along with it.

Free will, and the ability to see and do things differently, gives origin to clashing, contradicting beliefs. The name of the God responsible for the Blessing, its motives, and who was to claim the world in their name were questions that quickly ended in infighting and division. The birthplaces of the machines, the factories, once kept active and maintained to allow this irreplicable miracle to be given to new ones, were now used to feed the growing war machine of the new factions born out of these disagreements.

War broke out. A massive war between dozens of tribes seeking dominance over one another, to impose their faith upon weaker, lesser ones. The Sages, leaders of their tribe lead the charges in battle and ruled over their people as emissaries of their message, while The Scribes assisted them and sought to help keep their costumes. The muscle of their armies was now made out of androids made with the sole purpose to fight their wars… and yet they too were blessed with Aistana’s Blessing.

-

Static, audio receptors catching only broken fleeting traces of audio. She knew she was on the ground, the humidity detectors only read mud, she was sinking, everything led to the same result. Power was immediately moved to her servos, to no avail as there simply wasn’t enough stability to get herself up. Her vision blurred into a mess of dead pixels and erroneous colors… Until it managed to focus on a known face.

“General! You need to get up! We're being overrun!” A soldier said, a woman like herself. Her synthskin was scorched around her cheeks and chin, her long helmet was the only thing protecting her from incoming fire.

The soldier took an injector into her hip, and pressed it, merging with Yvenna's hip and repairing it from the outside. She shook back, adjusting to the sudden surge, and got up in one single move. The sound of metal hitting metal and explosions surrounding her trench made her tumble back into a crouching position, her back against the closer surface as her system remained disoriented. The soldier attempted to help her up once more, holding her hand.

“General, you need to reboot!, you're in a highly unstable state-!”

The sharp end of a sword came out of the soldier's chest, pulling out with its internal component's pieces which fell into Yvenna's knees. She could only stare in shock, her system barely remaining calibrated to make sense of what she was seeing. The sword came out, and her comrade's body fell without further energy. Yvenna's eyes remained on the body, but her hands moved with a mind of their own, following a deep-learned pattern algorithm for battle. Her hands held onto the handle of the sword sheathed behind her back and took it out in less than a second. The murderer of her troops, her appearance corrupted in her vision, roused their sword to strike, Yvanna held hers to block…

She pulled the cable behind her back. Her expression was devoid of any sign of emotion. There was a somber look in her eyes, as the camera lenses that made her eyes would shift lightly in place as she attempted to make sense of that last frame of her corrupted memory…

Not all tribes believed their God was one of conquest, some saw the miracle of Aistana as a promise. So was the Galland Tribe of the great valley, away from the scrapshed of battle and war. Seen by the other tribes as nothing more than an inoffensive cult, the Gallands sought to increase their numbers not by the might of their swords, nor the strength of their servos, but by the logic of their faith. They took in every damaged wandering troop and mended their wounds, took them in, gave them the energy they needed and offered a duty for them away from fighting.

“Thought I’d find you here” a voice spoke from the entrance's gate.

The room remained dark every time Yvenna came to the service room, she saw it as inefficient, unnecessary. Apparently such practice was not very appreciated with the Gallands, something about living in the memory of mankind. The voice was the one of the tribe's Lorekeeper, Teressa. A short angelic looking woman with curly golden hair adorned with a crow of leaves and a loose white gown shared with the rest of the Galland clan's higher members.

“Apologies.” Yvenna would respond, still looking downwards, lost in processing. She'd stand up and face Teressa “I was attempting to access some corrupted files”

Teressa would give her a light, knowing smile “We've been over this! Whatever answer you may find, it will not help you move on.”

That sort of answer was not to her liking “I appreciate the concern. But it remains a personal gripe.” She crossed her arms. “I remain loyal to my comrades and their memory, even away from fighting.”

Teressa saw through her “And yet you refuse to take off that Ashtar uniform.”

She indeed was still wearing it, the large red and blue tophat with metallic accents, the fingerless gloves and long sleeved armor and trench jacket hanging onto her shoulders as well as allowing her blonde hair to grow down to her feet… even after she was repaired she refused to cut it.

“I was made by Ashtar for war,” Yvenna explained. “It is tradition to die in battle while wearing it.”

Teressa didn't fight her further, after all, as much as what she was saying went against her beliefs, the Gallands were known for at least respecting different traditions and rituals. She began thinking of something else to say, her hand tapping the frame of the door with her fingers with rhythm for her to think.

“Oh! Sister Yvenna, I was wondering…” she changed subjects “Would it be too bad for you to help me carry something? I must move something heavy and my servos are nowhere near as strong as yours~” she specifically made her voice sound more helpless, fluttering her eyelashes to her hulking friend.

She was not amused, but then again, she was a guest. She closed her eyes and nodded to let her know she was up to the task, going to follow her outside. The light of the sun hit her optics immediately, prompting her to raise her hand to block it. The clear blue skies and few clouds that made the valley the village was made into a paradise on earth. Her eyes looked down, feeling her foot come into contact with something, it was a pair of big ceramic jars filled to the top with water. The usage of this water was at first illogical to Yvenna, but she was only following a request for help from her friend, although a thought remained in her mind as she noticed their size.

“Did you carry them all the way here by yourself?”

Teressa giggled “Why, that’s why you managed to be connected to that thing for so long!”

Yvenna carried both vases without issues, following Teressa closely as she kept her silk gown together from flying with her hands together on her torso, they walked through the village’s main road, a stone path built by the first settlers of İish. Yvenna had explored her fair share of the village before, and as such, she didn’t find it necessary to even waste time looking at her sides to take in the scenery.

İish was set in a green valley, with vast fields and rivers growing from the middle, surrounded by mountains and ravines that fell into the valley. Around the village a vast set of eolic generators and solar panels would take the energy from nature to feed the needs of its android inhabitants, as well as great peaks of concrete covered in overgrown nature. The Galland believe that Earth should be kept and preserved in the state humanity left it in, in hopes that in their returns they may reclaim their planet from where they left off. No other tribe really believed humans were to return, it was physically impossible, and the scribes were emphatic on it… Yet the miracle was also a numerical impossibility, and it so happened to be.

“Where are we dropping these?” Yvenna queried, feeling they had been walking for quite a while now.

Teressa clicked her tongue “Ahhh, quite impatient aren’t you? The Bell Tower, of course? Mother Feritha wants to see you.

Yvenna stops in her tracks, still holding the vases. Teressa notices and stops as well, turning to check on her “So it was a trap? You tricked me into seeing Mother Feritha? I’m not joining your cult!”

“No no no! Yvenaaaa! I genuinely need help with the vases, I swear on Aistana! I am just… being efficient with Mother Feritha’s requests!”

She rolled her eyes, if she had her way she’d forbid her from ever using the word efficiency, she knew how much Yvenna cared about it. She continued walking, not needing her to guide her anymore as she knew her way into the tower. Ever since she was taken in, she had been avoiding the Tribe’s Sage; Mother Feritha. She would constantly try and get her to officially become part of the Galland tribe, to give up her clothes and to adopt the golden and white robes of their cult, for good. Feritha wasn’t rude, but there was an aura of insistence out of her each time she brought up the idea, leading Yvenna to avoid her. Ironically, her closest scribe, Teressa, was the android which she ended up spending her most time with… They even looked alike under closer inspection, probably the same series of models.

Once they reached the prayer area in the outskirts of the village, a small chapel made of stone and tinted glass with a bell tower, Yvenna brought the vases around the back of the chapel, to a small yard with around 8 tombstones filled with dirt and overgrown plants. It was said that humans were buried there thousands of years ago, knowing their particular interest in their memory, it was no surprise they’d go out of their way to preserve their places of rest. Yvenna places the vases as close to the general center of the cementary and turns to Teressa.

“My job here is done. I’ll return to the memory extractor” she said, disregarding her and going to take her leave, when from the back entrance of the chapel a voice intercepted her.

A tall blonde woman wearing a similarly long gawn to Teressa’s stepped out into the grass barefoot, her long hair reaching to the back of her ankles gracefully flowing with the wind “Yvenna?” she asked. She was left with no other option but to look at the person speaking to her. “My, I hope I didn’t keep you waiting. I was in the middle of leading prayer”

“Searching for wandering radio signals from space hardly counts as the human definition of prayer in my eyes.” Yvenna mocked, sideglancing her

Feritha gave her a knowing look, a smile unbothered by her comment “Getting to hear human voices, be it from wherever they are, is a gift. Is that not what they used to do? Attempt a connection from above to listen to their creators? Search for guidance? For commands?” She attempted to break down the logic of their “prayer”, it wouldn’t be the first time Yvenna or anyone else brought up the reductive literal description of their customs, and apparently it wasn’t going to be the last.

“Teressa told me you asked for me. For efficiency's sake I’ll let you know, I have no interest in joining your cult, as I've stated many times before” Yvenna said straight to the point.

“Dear Yvenna…” she lamented “I bet you’ve said that same sentence to me, in that same tone, with those same words, what…? thousands of times?”

“And yet you keep asking.”

“I understand you aren’t interested in joining us in our praise for the memory of humanity, and that you do not have faith in their eventual return, and that you believe us taking and assisting wounded androids from the war is foolish and or dangerous…” she listed with her fingers, all things Yvenna had previously brought up without being asked. Teressa covering her mouth so as to not laugh. “That’s why the reason for me asking you to come has nothing to do with me asking you to join us.”

She raised an eyebrow, shifting more to face her properly “Then, what is the reason?”

“You’re the strongest android in the village, you were designed specifically to battle and to carry things into the battlefield… You have been assisting my scribe all these moons carrying stuff she… honestly should’ve been able to carry herself.” She gave Teressa a disappointed glance with her eyes “I am offering you a job to be one of our guards, and to protect us from hostile invaders if the opportunity arises.”

Yvenna crossed her arms, it wasn’t often you heard a Gallard inviting someone into being violent “Now, how come your Tribe out of all of them has guards? i thought you were all about pacifism”

“We are.” She replied somewhat offended “But we must recognize the fact that not all the other tribes adhere to our principals, therefore, defending ourselves from potential hostile individuals does not break pacifist laws.”

The logic was sound in Yvenna’s processing, and didn’t see the need in questioning further. She let out a heavy sigh, looking at the view of the village and the bell tower she stood before. Despite being a bunch of foolish idealists, the amount of good they were doing was worth safekeeping.

“What am I protecting?”

-

Hours later, in the dark of night, a figure sat at the top of one of the valley’s many mountains, wearing a dark cloak over her head and body. The night was freezing, and yet, despite needing heat to keep her systems away from clocking up… she made the specific decision not to light up a fire, avoiding the smoke showing off her location. Once the last light of the village turned off, signaling that they all returned for their scheduled nightly recharge sequence, the cloaked android stood up like clockwork. She wore a sleeveless black dress that flew with the push of the valley’s wing, all hung tight against her waist by a white cloth made into a knot. Hair from the sides of her face peeked out of her hood, as she looked down at her target… the glint of her dark eyes against the light of the mood showed further the transparent light of her camera eyes. She smirked, she had found it.

“During the time of men, in their infinite creativity they created a terrible beast. A monster so powerful it could even destroy it’s own creator, it’s own planet”

The figure slid herself off the mountain edge, and began speeding downhill towards the bell tower, keeping her distance as to keep a level of distance, to not be detected. As her feet touch the plain ground, she sneaks towards some overgrown bushes, and inspects the bell tower and the chapel, the cemetery. All seemingly away from any sort of optics that might spot her.

“Humanity knew what they had created was too powerful to be used, so they sealed the weapon away underground. Humans feared that if its power became world widely used, it would not only destroy themselves, but the soil they walked on and the air they breathed. That the water they drank would boil them, from the inside out alongside every other living being on the planet.”

The cloaked figure, once failing to spot anyone surveilling her arrival, began making her way through the shadows casted by the leafless granite and concrete trees that decorated the valley until she reached the feet of the bell tower, pressing her back against it as she raised her view upwards, inspecting the most upward openings for any sign of guards… the moss and plants growing from within the cracks of the stone bricks made it difficult to stay tightly against the surface without making noise, as such, she trusted the little she saw of the coast being clear, and rushed to the entrance… the stair awaiting her.

“The first Galland units were made and programmed to guard that underground tomb, and were given a key to open the tomb if a way to get rid of their creation arose, but the monster outlived their species, and their servants, the now Galland gatekeepers and Sages, continued their oath. That’s what İish is, a tomb for a weapon more powerful than all of the tribes, and more than capable to destroy them all, just the same as the humans feared would happen to them… You are to keep the key at the top of the tower safe, and away from those who might want to unleash a power far stronger than they can understand.”

The cloaked figure rose through the spiral stairs of the tower, quietly yet confidently striding upwards as she approached her bounty. That smirk plastered all over her face as everything was quickly turning in her favor. It was easy… too easy. She stopped in place, her hands carefully sliding to the sides of her waist, where her short daggers hung tightly, ready to be drawn. She remained still, something in the air simply wasn’t right, her neck turned lightly to the side to allow her to better see whatever was behind her. She turned herself quickly, drawing her blades forwards and positioning herself ready to strike or intercept whatever attack came her way… Nothing, she gritted her teeth, looking side to side with her optics attempting to catch anything out of the ordinary.

She looked to the open arches of the top of the bell tower, checked every corner inside around the bell itself, rusted and maroon, and found nothing. She still held her daggers up in anticipation… Suddenly, from her side, Yvenna’s hulking figure swung from the belltower’s ceiling, kicking the cloaked girl down into the floor as she’s hit from her side, ruining her posture. Yvenna stood tall, looked down at her target, which cloak fell back from her head, revealing her short dark hair and tanned skin, two treads of a bandana tightly made under her forehead’s hair messily fell to her sides. Yvenna winced, that face.. she had seen it before. Her HUD updated, comparing her facial features with the ones of her corrupted memory, it was that same unit from before, the exact same mode… She couldn’t believe it, yet there she was. She stumbled, her face turned into an aggressive grit of her teeth.

“You…!” She snarled, her right hand gripping the handle of her sword with overt strength “You were there…!”

Without much thinking, without even knowing what she was there to steal, Yvenna unfolded her sword and lunged at her, with both hands on the handle, doing an overarching rising of her sword to stab down on the fallen android. Seeing the opening, the thief pressed her hands against the surface of the floor and launched herself upwards and forwards enough to allow her to kick Yvenna into the bell, hitting the back of her side, making her tumble and ringing the gigantic bell with a loud thud. The Thief quickly got up with proficient agility, and once she regained hold of her daggers she counter attacked, her approach getting quickly countered by a quick reaction out of Yvenna, who moved her sword horizontally to clash with her two blades. They both pressed their blades against one another, looking at each other with hate and surprise respectively.Yvenna was being slowly pushed into the edge, the base of her feet almost losing grip of the floor, she turned to see her predicament,

The thief smiled “My, what’s an Ashtar Unit General so far away from her platoon…? Oops! Too soon?”

Yvenna’s eyes widened and her face tightened right after, the force with which she was pressing her teeth together would’ve made cracks on a human’s. She roared, yelled with all her might as she used all of the power of her servos to push this girl back, breaking the contact of their swords as she would proceed to slash again and again at the girl before her, each time her slashed would be dodged or intercepted by the two sworded assailant.

She would step back, seeing that none of her opponent's moves were connecting, with a mocking smile, the thief would walk around the bell, using it as cover as she spoke “So sloppy… Did the Galland lifestyle really override all of your Ashtar fighting skills? I’m so disappointed.”

Yvenna would hold her sword with one hand, and slowly walk at the same speed as her “I could say the same thing about a Eretri trench raider.” she'd scoff “You seem to struggle to make your hits when you aren't attacking unexpecting foes… Must be a change of pace, not being a Coward”

Yvenna would flaunt her sword, making circles with her wrist while keeping her eyes locked on the Heretri thief, the bell standing between them only letting them see half of each other's faces at a time.

“Ugh, look who's talking…! We were vassals to you, remember? You tried to force us to convert, we were simply defending ourselves.”

Yvenna stopped, “Why do you want the key?” she asked directly.

“Because,” she started, “I'm putting an end to this pointless war one way or another.” She'd rush to Yvenna, having stopped moving, buying her enough time to slash her way to her.

With one of her daggers defending her stance, she would throw her remaining dagger on Yvenna's shoulder, cutting through and getting stuck on her. She didn't feel pain, of course, but the equivalent thought of knowing her movements were now sloppier and obstructed, gave her the worry real pain would.

She quickly makes the Ereti Thief lose grip of her dagger by swinging her sword with force on it, and kicking it away from her hand making it fall out of the bell tower. She smirked, raising an eyebrow, things were just getting interesting for her. She responded with a rising knee kick and slam of her right arm into the flat side of Yvenna's sword, breaking it in half and leaving a stump of broken metal and its handle.

The assailant stepped back, made her legs get into position and taunted Yvenna “Come on… where’s the fun in just stabbing each other? You want this to be as personal as possible! So let’s do it!”

Yvenna’s eyes focused on that face, the same face that wiped her platoon, the face she had been obsessing about for the sake of her revenge. She didn’t think, she just pressed her fists closed and swung at her, again, and again, all with the sole purpose of wiping that smirk off of her. The agility of the thief and the aimless barrage of right and left punches made it impossible for any of her hits to connect, even though she knew that if impacted with any punch from Yvenna she’d be thrown down by the sheer force of them. The thief kept her cool, and that smirk just grew as she would slowly glide more and more to her left, to redirect those same punches into the hull of the bell to their side.

Yvenna’s fists impacted on the metal, making the bell ring and sway in place each time, back and forth, while the thief expertly dodged each punch she threw her way. Yvenna’s stab wound, still with the dagger firmly incrusted into her synthetic skin, began throwing sparks, the power needed to repeatedly strike was slowly breaking her servos from within, she stopped, holding her arms while the icon of her hate stood before her, teasing her, mocking her.

“Feeling tired already?” she mocked, right before hitting back herself with her right fist, Yvenna failing to intercept the hit as she raised her arm too late, then again with her left. There was wrath in those blows, the intent was to cause harm, to damage the surface of Yvenna’s face and humiliate.

Yvenna endured, her cheeks breaking at the seams as a chunk of her own fake skin broke off, showing the metallic internals below them. Then, as she was about to be struck again, she intercepted the punch… The force of the two machines made the arms shake in place, both of them struggling to defy the other’s strength, at the beginning at least, as Yvenna’s force was way too much to handle, as the Rogue’s arm began to falter. Her servos whined, yet they slowly contracted backwards as she watched in disbelief, Yvenna raised her other arm in a fist… and she smiled in response.

Going for the punch, the Rogue figure dodged, throwing all of her weight to the side as Yvenna’s punch impacts completely onto the rusted bell, pushing it with such force that impacted on the bell around her fist bends, and pushes a way of hair that lightly moved The Rogue’s hair below it. The bell is propelled back, the supports snapping and hitting its ceiling with such force it breaks the connection of the bricks that formed it. Seeing this, her grand plan in action, The Rogue below Yvenna covers below her shape and uses it to regard herself as the ceiling collapses onto her, hitting the back of her head and pushing her back for her to kneel and bend. All the while her smile widened. Yvenna had no way of defending herself, her arms and legs were far too occupied maintaining her above the floor to confront her enemy, and the damage made to her before further made her mobility difficult.

The ceiling collapsed on one side atop the two androids, while the other plummeted over the edge onto the ground below, making enough noise to wake the entire town, lights were starting to turn back on. Yvenna fell on her side, damaged and with her synthetic spine pummeled and bent inwards, The Rogue moved herself up, and going into the fallen bell an opened crevice revealed the key she came for. She took it, and looked down on her foe mockingly.

“Thanks for the help, moron!” She said dangling the key on her hand

Yvenna looked in anger at her, falling onto her torso and attempting to crawl to her in a desperate attempt to stop her, as impossible as it was. “How… how did you know it was there?”

She laughed, shaking her head “Very astute question, my Ashar friend.” She kneeled, placing her foot before her face and using her knee as support for her arm. “When your tribe took over mine, they did it out of respect for our force. The way we have with… getting information out of people”

Yvenna’s eyes widened, Teresa’s face flashed in her mind, and fear overtook her. She tried standing back up, forcing her arms to pull her body back up, but all it did was worsen the condition of her open wound as it blasted her back onto the floor.

The Rogue turned, looking down at the town woken by the scuffle. She placed a hand on the half collapsed pillar that once held up the ceiling and continued “I thought Ashtars didn’t care about lesser tribes… but after seeing you warm up to these… lesser ones, these delusional glitches that think humanity will save them… Perhaps I thought more of you, Yvenna…”

Yvenna clutched her hands on the floor, looking down at them powerlessly until… the glint of her broken sword shone in between the rubble. She grabbed its handle, the sole task of killing this monster filling her entire system, her being, her whole. The servos in her arms and legs as well as her spine whirred and whined as she used all the energy and power inside her body, beyond the safe percentages to bend herself back into shape, stand up and throw herself at her enemy. The noise of her body, and Yvenna roaring in her might made The Rogue turn around, dumbfounded and too slow to react.

The brute force overwhelms her as Yvenna stabs with the broken end of her sword and against the nub of the pillar right in between her target’s shoulder and beginning of the arm, the same arm which held the key she took. The initial impact makes her hand open, dropping the key onto the floor as she can see how her arm rips apart from her body. Whatever support she held with it, falters alongside her surprise and her instinct to back away from Yvenna, falling over the edge while the opened wound drops pieces of her endoskeleton and shattered cables spark electricity. The mangled sword lays crusted into the pillar, The Rogue’s arm falling without power on the floor beside it.

Yvenna looks as her enemy falls, time slowing down for her. Teresa’s words bounce along her head, the images of her comrades being decimated by her, the Ashtars, the Ereti, the Gallards… The war. How much it has encompassed every interaction she has ever had, how haunted she is by her own purpose, the contradiction between her free will and her eternal loyalty to war even after she left, and for a second, she saw herself falling instead of her.

The Rogue fell, closed her eyes and anticipated the force the back of her head was going to impact against the floor and the rubble of the tower. She came to peace with it, she let go…. But her fall was stopped, her stretched arm was caught by a powerful arm, and she opened her eyes looking down, her feet dangling but unmoving. She was saved, she looked up to find Yvenna on the floor of the belltower, stretched as far as she could with her dominant arm, her open wound chirping electricity down onto The Rogue’s frow.

She couldn’t understand, it didn’t make sense “What the hell… are you doing?” she sneered, her first instinct to try and make her drop her “I took EVERYTHING from you! I killed your friends! I hunt your people! I tortured your new ones! and you are so stupid to save me?!”

Yvenna struggled to keep hold of her, yet didn’t give up. Her power was being more than overutilized at that moment, but she didn’t give out for a second. She moved her other arm to hold her arm, keeping her grip steady to avoid her from dropping.

She responded “I… took everything from you too” she said tiredly “And if you survive… and go away, I’d do the same thing as well. It 's illogical… So I'm putting an end to it, urgggh!”

She forced her up, lifting her arm and raising her up until her torso was above the edge, pulling her up and finally laying down both on the floor, without the strength or will to continue fighting. They both stared up into the night sky, hearing the people of the village rush around the collapsed bell tower.

The Rogue looked defeated, she’d turn to see her missing arm, the open cut still sparking electricity, and then back up into nothing. She’d close her eyes and take a deep breath “This world wasn’t made for us. You know that, right?”

Yvenna took a second to respond, tiredly looking towards her “And who decided that?”

She scoffed “We left the war, but the war never did leave us, did it?” she turned as well “Even now, my best idea to retake my life was to throw it all away… How foolish” She laughed, Yvenna looked at her funny, it was a weird laugh after all, relieved… it was contagious, before she knew it she was laughing at her own self too. Telling herself she was out of the war, and still keeping that uniform… The Gallards must’ve been way too patient with her.

“I hate you” The Rogue admitted, her laughing stopped. “Yet hating you isn’t going to change anything, is it?”

Yvenna shook her head. The Rouge closed her eyes, and remained there. She didn’t have the will nor the words to excuse her past actions, nor a reason for her not to hate her. She hated her as well, at least before. Now, she was just glad it was all over.

-

Days passed, and they were both rescued by the Gallards. After consideration, Yvenna had finally taken off that uniform, now wearing any piece of clothes she was given. Teresa was roughed up, but fine… she never left Yvenna’s side while she was recuperating. She sat on the porch of one of the houses, looking onwards at the sky in between the valley mountains, for the first time without purpose.

From inside the home, Teresa stepped out, coming to sit next to her “Your friend seems to be adapting well, arm’s responding well to inputs… She still refuses to give us a name though…”

Yvenna scoffed “I doubt she’d appreciate you calling her that”

She laughed “I’m quite aware, she even refuses to mention your name” she smiled softly at her, then followed her eyes towards the mountains “So… are you still on a “no” over joining the Gallard?”

She shook her head “I just need time. Your belief system still confuses me”

“I can go over it if you want!” she enthusiastically said, leaning onto her “pleaaase we can wear matching robes and all! please please!!”

Yvenna laughed and shoved her back playfully “Fine. I’ll consider it! But… I gotta do something before that.

-

Hours passed, the night had fallen and engulfed the valley in darkness. The sound of grass rummaging in between the end of the valley came from The Rogue's legs shifting on the path, bringing just what she had at hand as she sneaked out of the village. At the foot of it, she saw her… She took out one of her daggers and pointed it at Yvenna, patiently waiting by one of the ceramic tree figures.

“What do you want?” She asked her, holding the dagger with force and ready to thrust.

Yvenna didn’t respond, and instead took her Ashtar uniform and threw her in her general direction “Here. If you want further revenge, wear it. I won’t stop you.”

She kept her eyes on her, stoic. She did the same, yet without anger. The Rogue came down and took the clothes, inspecting them for a second before looking Yvanna in the eyes again… continuing to walk past her. At one point, she stopped and turned.

“So… cozied up to pacifism I presume?” she mocks.

Yvanna crossed her arms “I’ll beat your ass again if you try and take that key again… as well as if you even try and find it again after we went to change its location.”

“Thought so.” She held silence after she said “I’m Matia. By the way. I know your name, no need to make this an introduction.”

Yvanna nodded “Noted.”

Matia breathed out, and turned, continuing to walk away. Yet halfway through the path, without changing her pace or the direction she looked towards, she threw the clothes she gave her away. That was enough for her, she smiled at Matia, and went on her opposite way back to the village, embracing the beginning of her new life.

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2026-05-19T18:54:00Z

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Irresistable

2026-05-19T18:52:44Z

MixandGull:

Early in the evening, inside some somewhat crowded cafe in the middle of town, a young man of light purple fur sat at the corner of the establishment with his back to the window. He wore a long sleeve shirt under a hooded sweater with baggy pants, the weather was good, so there wasn’t much reason to worry about practicality over looking good, and he did want to look his best. His name was Ian, and the night before he had found himself at high hours of the night at some gathering with his friends when he suddenly met a cute girl passing by him. Like any guy in his position, he valiantly stuttered his way into asking her out, and surprisingly got a positive answer and an invitation to meet at this hour the following day… Well, “this” hour had been half an hour ago by now, and all Ian could do was hold his head and shamefully scroll through his phone as he quietly shook his head, coming to terms with the fact that he got planted.

Ever since he sat down, he had perked his head up at every bell ring caused by the opening of the cafe’s door, yet only found dissapoinment time and time again as time went by. It is ironic that the time he didn’t raise his head to see who came in, he’d miss the entry of the redhead of his dreams; her fur clear white, her wings folded tightly behind her back, and those eyes he hooked onto the day prior… now scanning the place side to side until she landed on him, her once curious expressions bursting into a sea of joy and excitement.

“Iaaaaan!” she squeaks excitedly, hopping towards him with every step “There you are! Sorry for the delay! I got lost on the way, blehh!”

He would look around as his name’s called, and smile at her as he messily got out of his seat to properly welcome her, just sitting there felt like he was being rude, yet, once up he couldn’t figure out if he wanted to hug her or offer his hand- leading to him just awkwardly standing there, shifting in place as he gestured with his hands “H-heyyy, Sapphire! right? I remembered, correct?”

She nodded excitedly “Mh-hm! It’s so cute you remembered!”

He chuckled “Can’t just forget a name like that!”

After saying that she just smiled at him in silence, a warm smile that just made him feel fuzzy inside the more he looked at her green emerald eyes, highlighted by that wine red of her hair falling onto her forehead… before he knew it he was already blushing, yet no matter how awkward the silence got, she just stood there, smiling, patiently. He gestured for her to sit, smiling wide as he followed. Once seated, he leaned forwards, resting his arms on the edge of the table while she on the other end would sit in this passive yet refined stance, with her back pressing against the seat making her spine stand at a perfect 90 degree angle… it seemed uncomfortable, yet her folded wings didn’t seem to be in any sort of discomfort, to the contrary, they just adapted to her pose and added more to her angelical presence for Ian.

“So, Ian, do you like what I'm wearing?” She shifted her body side to side, giving him better angles of her thin waist and C cup breasts. She was wearing a long white summer dress which hung by two straps on each shoulder and fell onto her thighs into a skirt. He’d been internally screaming in his mind about how good it looked on her

“I think you look fantastic, Sapphire”

She laughed “Of course, I am irresistable~” she said, leaning closer, pressing her tits on the table with a jokey tone, or at least, he thought so.

He laughed at what he saw as a joke “You can say that again…”

“I am irresistable.” she repeated, casually looking at him and winking. He let out air out of his nostrils in response, and simply fell silent. “So, Ian, what are your plans for us on this date?” she asked, tilting her head, making her hair fall onto her shoulder. Ian began believing that every motion this girl was doing was somehow planned to make him more and more flustered.

“Well! It’s early, we’re at a cafe, want to get a coffee before we go out? Maybe some breakfast? It’s on me after all” He offered, raising his hand at the waiter behind the counter.

At his suggestion Sapphire looked up and to the left… and after a second shook her head “Thank you for the offer, cutie~ but I already ate! And I don’t drink coffee.”

While she said that, Ian already had the waiter halfway to their table “Ahah- you uh… you came to a date already eaten? Normally people eat out together during dates…” He said with yet another awkward smile, didn’t think he’d ever have to explain to a girl how dates normally worked.

“I’m trying to watch my figure!” she said with a wink

He pretended to understand, and nodded along, stopping the waiter in their tracks as he gestures with his hand that he changed his mind, ignoring his own hunger to not look selfish. The waiter gave him an annoyed look, and shook his head as he went back.

“What an asshole…” he said under his breath “I guess we could get out of here and chat while we walk by the shops? This area is sort of an open mall”

“I’d love to walk next to you, Ian. I love your curly hair!” She excitedly pointed out, getting up from her seat and offering her hand. He was taken aback by her excitement, but just went along with her as she led them outside.

Her hand was soft, almost too soft… and cold. It was a weird feeling on his palm, akin to touching a pillow left in the cold for too long, yet her grip was surprisingly strong for a girl her size and figure. He attempted to take control of the date again by making small talk.

“Hey so- you uh, got any hobbies? Something you like to do?”

Sapphire stood in front of one of the store's displays. Some sort of crochet sculpture, her wings fluttered open, widening in the spot while she brought a hand to her chin “Hm… That’s a tough one! let me think…”

He perked to look at her face, maybe she was way too focused on the crochet to properly respond? yet once he saw her face, he just found her expression lost into nothing, the direction at which she looked at was… the store itself, inside of it. He couldn’t give much further thought to it before she came back

“I guess I like doing make up! Makes me look attractive, as well as trying on new clothes!”

He scoffed “You got the money to do that often?”

She nodded at him with a wide smile, her snout curving as she closed her eyes “Mh-hm! I have to be irresistable!”

“I’m… pretty sure you said before that you already were irresistible, no?” He raised an eyebrow… the whole way she spoke sounded awkward, and if he was able to swear on it, he’d say she said that in the same tone every single time.

They continued walking, she seemed lost in the question “That’s a hard one… let me think”

“Think about what-?” he questioned, his train of thought interrupted by the next store they passed by. A clothing store with a wide display of female underwear and lingerine… even the mannequins wearing the clothes looked attractive with their defined curves and decorative pegasus wings and poses. Sapphire’s glance locked into the clothes, and a devilish smile grew on her face as she noticed Ian’s equal yet shameful interest.

“Do you like them, Ian?” She asked, curiously, intentionally trying to sound innocent. She nudged him with her wing “Which one do you think I’d look better on?”

He was caught off guard, his face turning red as he scraped to say something “I- Uh- wha…? I mean- you’d probably look… uh… I guess- no no, I dont guess. I’m SURE you’d look great on any one of them!”

She’d sigh, her tone sounding aroused instead of tired “A shame…” she held herself, then closed in on him and his ear, he was frozen in place, his eyes open wide like plates as she whispered in his ear “...I’m not wearing anything under these clothes…” She slowly separated from his ear and gave him the most obvious bedroom eyes he’d ever had in his young 20 years of life. There was no difference between the red of his cheeks and the rest of his face. He was sweating, and of course, his dick pressed uncomfortably against his pants… and a quick look at Sapphire’s let him know instinctively that she knew in what state he was in. A quick glance, up in between his legs and back up at his eyes told him everything.

“Let’s go somewhere more private, shall we?” she rang into his ears, holding his hands with that same soft yet rigid grip from before… leading him in between the stores into the ends of the town, into the woods. It was still very much sunny, and it wasn’t hard to get back… but it was definitely quieter, and with no one around to bother them. He kept looking back, seeing the two grow smaller in the distance until they stopped.

“You sure this is a good place Sapphi-” He was interrupted, when the dress she wore was thrown at his face, catching it in his hands and turning to see Sapphire’s body completely naked, standing straight with her wings expanded, an angelical sight to behold. He let the dress drop in his amazement, she giggled in response, her face exuded a wave of lust only comparable to the hunger of a predator before its prey. She approached him, stepping barefoot on the grass and being laid down with his face up before her. She seductively placed her hand on her hip, the angle at which he was laid gave him a perfect view of the lips of her pussy, leading her to tease with her fingers at the prospect of opening said lips with her index.

“You must admit that I am irresistible.” She demanded, like a command… was this her way of dirty talk?

He nodded along, desperately “You really are, I just want to be inside you right now” He said, his hands digging his pants open as he messily pushed them out of the way along with his shirt, both now completely naked on the grass, like nature intended them to.

Sapphire would descend, giggling, to press her pussy against the tip of his erect cock, pointing straight at her. She’d then tease him further by moving her hips back and forth making Ian breathe heavily, shifting his eyes between her’s and his shaft.

Her hands pressed her boobs together, smiling wide at him, her hair falling close to his face “You reaaaally want to fuck my perfect pussy, don’t you Ian?”

He’d desperately move his hands to her hips, and nod while making affirming noises with his throat. She finally cooperates, kneeling herself to introduce his shaft into her body. Ian would let out a loud moan, interrupted by Sapphire covering his mouth with her hand as she gigglingly gestured for him to remain quiet with her other hand. They were away from the town, but not as far as to not be heard if they were too loud. She moved her hips back and forth for a bit, and then started bouncing on his dick while he guided her movements with his hands on her hips, breathing heavily and moaning as the pleasure increased.

“Oh fuck- You feel so good, Sapphire”

“A-ahh! T-thaaank you Ian! Y-your dick feels sooo good!” She’d respond in between moans and bounces.

Leading his hands into her tits, Sapphire would bend to give him better grasp of her now bouncing tits, her nipples looking into opposite directions while she fucked him, until her grasped both of them, twisting them. This seemed to have done quite a lot for Sapphire, bending her back inwards in pleasure. Her wings fluttered and fully opened. He could feel himself already coming close to his climax, her folds getting more and more wet by the second caused by his precum.

“Y-you must-must admit t-that Iiiiim Irresistable!”

She said it again, her voice was… wear. In his state of bliss, he had his eyes closed “Yeah- ahh, you said it already… You are!”

“Irresistable. I-I-I am irresistible-blee” she stuttered in an odd tone.

As he opened his eyes he was welcomed to the sight of his partner staring off emotionlessly forwards, and her head twitching in place, all the while she continued bouncing on his dick as if she was in some sort of trance.

“Sapphire?? Are you okay??” He asked worriedly, yet he got no logical response, instead, he could feel how the pressure around his cock became stronger- as if he was getting milked from the inside, the pleasure was too much, he arched too, allowing himself to cum while his “girlfriend” acted up

“S-System innneestability threshold p-passed. irresistable irresistable. I must be- Warning: Moisture de-detected innnn sexu-a-al hardware. Ass-sseeembly fa-faaault noted and logged-edd.” She droned, her voice interfered by moaning, repeating sounds of heavy breathing and unemotional tones… Ian was far too close to ejaculate to even question what she was saying, but she was definitely not alive… but a machine. “P-PPPEEeerrfect tits. Error. Error. Peeeer-perfect p-p-pussy”

She'd attempt to match his closeness to ejaculation, yet the damage caused by the liquid hitting her circuitry made her body shudder, shake erratically and unnaturally as her servos whirred loudly, enough for Ian to hear. Her voice returned to a somewhat natural state, and she began moaning again “Aa-aahhh- C-Cuum-c-c-cumminng-ingg!!” she said as she pretended to be close to cumming- but her system responded with nothing but errors, failing completely to even simulate relief.

As he couldn’t hold it anymore, he moved his hands away from her breasts and onto her hips, pressing her downwards against her servo’s will as they whirred in resistance. He ejaculated inside of her, deep within her synthetic womb, overflowing her sexual module and leaking through a manufacturing mistake further into her inner circuitry than it was before. As he pushed his sperm into her, he could hear the muffled crackling of circuitry and dying servos from where he was, an escalating ordeal that lit the inner parts of her white body in a light show that allowed him to see the components within her ever so slightly. The fault, caused by the contact of his sperm against her circuitry, cascated up towards her head, and while she mumbled and repeated the same sentences as before, a small explosion from the edge of her forehead suddenly shut her down. Her head leaned forwards and at an angle, her once emerald green eyes slowly lost its color as an electrical winding down sound followed. Her voice quieted into a mechanical robotic low tone until there was silence…

“PPPppppeeeerffeeeectttt puuuuuuuuuuuuussyyyyy…”

Then smoke followed from her ears, she was frozen in the pose she had while fucking him, her wings stuck in that expanded position as she was now completely ruined… And Ian just stared.

“So… she was a robot huh…” He said to himself, his hand quietly stole a grope on her right tit while he recomposed himself “I guess I can… get her home and keep using her body”

Irresistable

2026-05-19T18:52:16Z

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2026-05-19T18:50:51Z

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The Exchange Student

2026-05-19T18:45:59Z

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==PROLOGUE==

The day was friday, and the college council had taken the day off all together over a big business proposal… Due to the College high end student demographic it wasn't a weird thing to see big enterprises interested in advertising a product to soon to be graduate adults, see potential employees etcetera… but it was a domestic robot developer company? How would they even advertise that inside?

The college council, consisting of the principal and two elder teachers, sat expectantly in the teachers lounge, the sound of the clock ticking away as they simply waited for the other party to arrive with their representative… Some looks were exchanged between the trio, silently asking where the guy they had sent.

Outside, an expensive limo parked in the entrance of the campus, and as soon as they had arrived, 3 men walked out of the doors wearing black suits with the words "BabeTec written on the right side of their suit in a delicate pink font… Arriving at the teacher's lounge almost disappointed as to how pathetic the meeting room was.

The three men looked at each other for a second before the taller one in the middle adjusted his throat. "We are representatives of BabeTec Electronics?" The man spoke with a clear french accent.

"Yes, we've been expecting you guys Said the principal leaning into his seat with a raised eyebrow "Tough traffic?" He asked with disinterest, before signaling the men with a hand gesture for them to sit down.

The men obliged, clear discomfort on them "Oh no, BabeTec is a french multinational company. It was difficult to send a representative to begin with" he refuted, dusting his suit with his fingers "Shall we begin?"

One of the teachers sighed and nodded "Yes please. Why in hell would a robot manufacturer be interested in doing advertising in a learning center?"

The representative on the left end of the table leaned in with a raised finger "We are an android manufacturer" He corrected "And what we are doing can be classified as advertising… just not disclosed as such."

The faces of the teachers became confused "What does that mean? Sir? if you may…"

The main representative swallowed saliva before breathing out "BabeTec is to release a new top of the line companion android in the following year or so…" The man placed and opened his briefcase on the table, presenting some papers to the teachers for their eyes only, making them even more confused as the robot was… wearing a student outfit? "The unit is finished, we just need a market, and BabeTec is thinking on creating one-"

The principal interrupted "So that's in? some flyers? some company presentations and discounts for after the students graduate?"

The representatives looked at each other after he spoke, elongated seconds of silence as they just cracked up in laughter at the word 'discount' making the trio of teachers high ups more uncomfortable "Excuse us… No. We want to enroll one of our units as a student so in her perfectly programmed seduction protocols she can have relationships with your male (or female) student count so they buy our product after they become independent due to nostalgic buying"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"You have to be joking, right?" One of the older women spoke for the first time "This paper says the unit is a sexbot. You want us to allow a sexbot into our campus?"

"Yes" The man simply responded with a beaming smile, placing his arms on the table and holding them together.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"And why would we allow this?" The principal broke the silence again.

The representative clicked his tongue, went inside his suitcase once again and looked around again for yet another piece of paper "If our company's private investigator is right anddddd…" He rolls the sound of the word as he pulls out the piece of paper and presents it to them, containing a lot of graphics and names of teachers and their pay, but before they could ask about these he continued "...this is your monthly employee payroll…" He raised an eyebrow and closed in the paper for them to read and give confirmation.

"Well- Yes, it is but…" The principal said, scratching his beard as he closed in to read the paper, but he was quickly interrupted again.

"Then it is our pleasure to announce that we would be able to pay the employees, if the details of this negotiation is kept under wraps and as a simple promotional stunt with no external telling… and taking into consideration the potential sales in the future generated by this deal… approximately 10 times this amount monthly ipso facto."

The room fell quiet, the faces of the college council falling into slight surprise before exchanging glances for yet another moment… Yet the Principal's did not change, maintaining eye contact with the representative for 20 long exhausting seconds before he breathed in with his nose and let loose, standing up from his seat, leavin the pair of teachers following his movements as he walked slowly to the representatives.

He stood there, at the right end of the table looking down at the man, indirectly telling him to stand up… which he did with some backsided glances to his colleagues. The principal, in an astounding null expression extended his hand for a hand shake, breaking this expression for one of extreme joy. The representative looked down at the hand, then at the principal, and smirked, taking the hand and shaking it

"You got yourself a deal."

==Chapter 1: "Cargo"==

Next Monday morning…

4 Am on the clock and after a long discret slight remodeling of the faculty's interior to accommodate the recently agreed android to roam and function properly inside faculty's walls. The sun was yet to rise and the teachers and students were long to even consider arriving at college grounds, the perfect moment to strike. From the teacher parking lot which had an almost direct access to the gym area (the designated location for the robot to recharge and manage itself) a large cargo truck with BabeTec signature logo on its sides parked in the middle of the place, as closely to the entry to smoothly move it's cargo without the possibility of onlookers.

With the whiff of the engine stopping as the brakes are hit, the copilot door opened and a scrawny young man in a black pair of pants, blue t-shirt and cap uniform jumped out, cold breath coming out his mouth as he breathed out

"Fuck, it's freezing here man-" He said to the driver, an older more experience guy in his late 30's with a beard. Years hadn't been nice to him, having lost most of his hair leaving his gleasining head shining with the streetlights.

"Well, if you do your job quickly you might come back to the truck heater sooner" The man came back at him with blazing passive aggressiveness, making the young man roll his eyes "Now, Gary, right?" he asked, pointing to him

"Yes, Gary. You remembered." He nodded, his answer sounding tired

The older man nodded back "Gary. You go back, set up the 'bot inside the gals' locker room, make sure the protocols are in order and you come back" the man explained, going out as well and walking with him to the back of the truck.

Gary and his higher up, Mike, raised the cargo's wall and lowered a ramp… and at the end of the cargo was a voluptuous blonde girl with reddish highlights at the end of her long straight hair wearing a white buttoned blouse with a mini skirt… that even from where the two men stood they could see glimpses of the black lacy panties just above her long black thigh high socks. The bot was shut down, held down with velcro and protectors on a moving trolley.

Gary climbed up the ramp and closed in on the robot girl, which if it wasn't by the fact that he and Mike were told it was a robot, he himself wouldn't have believed it. Her perfect flawless skin with a blush on her cheeks, long seductive eyelashes closed in like a doll… she was at least designed to seduce, if anything.

While taking the velcro and protective gear out, he spoke "Why are they setting up a sexbot in a place like this?"

Mike growled "I don't know kid, some business thing. Probably the principal is a horny bastard, not my business, not yours" He replied, placing his arms on his hip "You okay on your own?"

Gary heard his help presentation just milliseconds after he had finished taking care of everything, making him look at him and tiredly shake his head.

"Good. Now get that doll in there and come back" He said, making his way back to the driver's seat without another thought

"Wait!" Gary protested, "You're really not even gonna tell me how to set up this thing?" He asked, almost screaming.

Mike didn't even think of stopping, simply flapping his arm in denial "The robot is smart, just do what she asks of you when she turns on" and with that, sat back on the seat and closed the door.

Gary grunted in frustration, pushing the holder down the ramp while strands of the synthetic golder hair hit his nose and face due to the wind. This was going to be an annoying night already.

Getting inside the gym, the lights were left lit up, probably the staff was told and happily agreed to leave the lights on for the morning. Gary continued pushing the robot in the trolley, the echo of the squeaking wheels clashing on the walls and coming back to him as he passed through the middle of the place. He looked around, feeling some odd feeling as if this place wasn't designed to be empty… Then again, he had a bimbo robot in a trolley, the circumstances were strange to begin with.

In the middle of the gym, he looked forwards to see the entrance to the male and female locker room, moving in to his destination… their destination.

He pushed the door open, left open once again by staff. With a puff he kept going, seeing the lockers and bars where to sit, some decorated while the rest had that shitty school aesthetic that it was taken from a dump, at least in Gary's eyes. He looked at the end of the room at his right seeing a slightly bigger locker which looked strangely newer than the rest, this gave away what he was looking for.

"Better be worth this…" He said to himself, closing in and seeing the handle, trying to open it himself, failing instantly. Confused, he tried again, there was no noticeable lock, but to no avail again… then it hit him "This is meant for the robot, dumb ass."

He closed the robot in, moving the arm of the machine into the handle, hearing the servos resisting with a whirr… and as her fingers touched the handle it popped open. Inside, was a small place with a round wireless charging pad with a small screen at the side of the lockers wall. It was designed to be used at night only anyways so Gary didn't waste energy in criticizing how silly the idea was. He simply put two and two together and turned to the woman shaped machine, something telling him to make her stand to recharge.

"God damn it–" He lamented, since he couldn't just plop the damn thing like a trash bag into the wireless pad, instead, having to carefully stand the glorified doll straight up in the pad manually. Gary breathed in and let go, preparing himself, then he hugged the robot why the waist, it's voluptuous breasts pressing on his face as he raises her up from the trolley with some difficulty, without power of compensator programs, the robot weighted a lot… specially for the scrawny man.

He turned 180° and began walking small steps forwards onto the locker, getting close and grunting every step of the way… before accidentally hitting the back of the robot's head slightly due to a slight height difference between the top of the locker and how high she was being raised. "Woops… P-probably nothing–" He said, now making more effort to bend himself and set her down, succeeding but with some back pain to add.

"Finally… so, it should turn on now, right?" He said to himself, looking down to see how the pad lit up a soft blue color, the pad now showing a text reading 'Recharging… 90%'

"90%? What? Did someone have a little go at the damn thing back at the lab?" He complained, probably having to wait until her batteries hit 100% before being able to set her up. Then he looked down at the robot's hand, closed into a very… specific O shape… "Yeah, someone definitely used you before packing you up…"

He thought of simply waiting it out, frustrated with the time he might be losing, but still, it was way too early for anyone to find him here, or at least anyone he wasn't expecting to find. He then began eyeing the bot once more… Her bust, it seemed to be– poking out more now. Then he noticed her uniform blouse button popped open when he raised her up, showing more of her enormous bust for him to admire, even a hint of her black bra with yellow flower drawings… He closed in, breathing heavily as he tried justifying himself "She's just a robot… besides, she's shut down, she wouldn't know… boss wouldn't know"

He looked both ways, confirming to himself yet again that he was completely alone… and went into to softly hold her chest. Soft as it can be, inhumanly so, better he thought. He backed off, feeling that was good enough, before considering it wasn't shortly after, going in again for a better full palm hold, feeling them wobble in place as he played with them. "Fuck it" He said, going to her uniform's bottons and simply undressing her, freeing her breasts out, now seeing the golden flower detail on her lacy black bra, now jolding them better, his Dick throbbing in his pants as he kept at it, now almost pushing the robot as her leg servomotors whirred in restrain.

Pushing her bust more and more, making them jiggle… he wasn't being lustful enough, he turned up to her head, and opened her eyes, yet again, the powerless miniscule servo motors in control of her eyelashes whirring softly as her magenta soulless eyes were opened to make them stare forwards, if he looked deep inside them he could almost make out the camera lenses the robot used to see. He then tilted the robot's head down in a way that would be as if she was seeing him grope her.

"You like that you- slutbot?" He whispered to her, smirking to himself as his blood pressure raised. It was seconds later than the tablet pointed out that the charge had reached 100%... but in Gary's excitement, completely looking over it, the robot on the other hand, began bootin up.

-BabeTec Electronics' Deluxe "Mary" unit online
-Boot up successful. No Errors.
-Setting up the system…
-Memory files missing. Printing New ones.
-Special programming parameters set
-AI module located. Deluxe speech program located.

Gary continued feeling her up, the robot's HUD far too busy processing the set up information prepared by her programmers for the moment she reached her designated operation area, but now, her once soulless and dark cold magenta gained more color, her camera lenses focusing in and out as his hands were detected and identified by her system, yet, kept quiet while setting herself up.

-Battery levels: OK
-CPU integrity: 100%
-Possible Target's information acknowledged
-Sexual Protocols functional

With his hands deep on her tits, he pressed himself closer, one hand now going down to where her sex would be, looking down at her from the side of her cheek "You like being touched like that robot? This is what you were made to do after all~" He said out loud once more, massaging her pussy through her panties… before-

"Set up complete!" The robot spoke out, her head jerking forwards, scaring off Gary back, almost making him fall as he yelped… "No files on target. Further information required." The robot said out loud, staring down at Gary as he hopelessly tried standing up from the floor and quickly dust himself out.

It was then, as he lowered his head to look if something had gotten into his shirt that the robot slightly tilted her head to the side, her HUD highlighting the 'BabeTec' logo on his cap, designating him as a 'temporary administrator'

"You are a BabeTec official. How may I be of, like, help with your work today?" She spoke to him in a seductive valley girl accent that almost made his skin crawl. She stepped off her charging pad, making her way in front of him.

"A-ah, well… uhhh, state your name and mission and- uh- tell me if there's any issues with your system" He mumbled through his lines, that was all he could think to ask if she was functional…

"My name is, like, Mary, I am programmed to like, seduce and creative a bond with potential BabeTec customers through my like, totally perfect body!" She responds, showing off her body as she admires herself, her blouse still open. "No Errors found in system"

He nodded, swallowing saliva as she kept talking, looking as if she was having way too much fun being basically a technologically advanced slut "Wait really, that's what you're doing here… I mean- Good, Mary. I mean- unit, so uh, just make sure people know you aren't a robot and don't call for too much attention hah-" He struggled to talk, he was giving a pep talk to a robot after all, one specifically made to seduce people like him.

-[Temporary ADMIN]'s blood pressure rising
-Erection confirmed
-Mission parameters matched

Mary's expression changed from a sultry smile into a lustful smirk, her system having confirmed a sexual attraction to herself causing her to activate all seduction and sexual protocols "I detect high blood pressure in your cock, sir~" she says, slowly walking up to Gary, who would slowly try to walk back, accidentally crashing into a bench and leaning head back into the seat, Mary taking the opportunity to simply climb up him, essencially trapping him, strands of gold and red hair tickling his face as he stared back straight into her camera lenses, absorbing and probably enjoying seeing the data taken from him.

"I'm like, programmed to ease situations like this, you know?" She says, moving one hand to his crotch as she maintains eye contact.

Gary breathed heavily, sweating as he internally was celebrating- yet, this would cause him trouble if people found out, so he really tried to contain himself- to no avail "Ohh- yeah I can tell Mary-" he gulped, then he asked a genuine question "You aren't supposed to talk about being programmed and being a robot and such with targets aren't you…?"

"Like, Negative." She responded, messaging his crotch, her HUD knowing exactly the shape of his erect cock below his uniform pants, mathematically determining how to properly please her target the best "But you know. And my system has determined a 71.2% chance that you, like, might be attracted to robot gals like me. And that's like, good enough for me~"

Even when she had no information on him, he hit the right spot out of the door? Technology was really terrifying when the company that makes it is hellbound on making money. "Uhuh, that's a pretty nice guess- Woah!-" Gary yelled out as the robot simply pulled down his pants to free his erect penis.

-Target information missing
-Sexual profile includes: Breasts
-Executing…

"Jmm! I see" she utters, while also moving her hands behind her bra and letting it fall on top of Gary, who looked in horror as she was going in for real… then up, seeing the naked tits of the synthetic woman jiggle free and perked up, making him temporarily forget in what kind of a mess he was in. She then moved her lacy panties to a side, making herself fall on top of his cock as he went inside in one full thrust.

Gary moaned in pleasure as she did, her perfect warm pussy being specifically designed and calibrated to make as much pleasure as robotically possible, she simply smirked seductively, a tint of blush forming on her cheeks and nose as she begins massaging his top slowly, pressing herself as she giggles at his reactions "Feeling good yet, sir?"

"Shh- Y-yeah! I mean- not… GO ON!" He orders, moving his hands to hold her naked breasts, making the robot girl moan softly as he touches her, encouraging him.

She speed up her pace, now bouncing on his cock as her pussy began to vibrate internally, making Gary curl back in pleasure, the robot on the other hand, kept on scanning her progress and computing the next course of action, of course, internally, while outside showing herself as a pleased mess holding herself.

Mid intercouse speech options:
-<Lie> It's too much data for me…
-<Lie> Your Cock is destabilizing my circuits!
-Cum whenever you want, sir~ ←[56.99% success rate]
-Fuck you asshole

"Cum- ah! whenever, like- fuck! you want sir!" Mary suggested as she bounced on his cock, her expression saying just oh how much of a mess he was making her, while in reality it was her adapting to his likes.

"Fuck- you feel so good;;" he said grinding his teeth, lowering his hands to hold her slip hourglass sides, making the robot in response gasp by his touch. He now directed her thrust on him, speeding herself to compensate for his demands. Mary began moaning more and more, fucking harder and faster as she 'helplessfully' took it, sticking her tongue in please and staring at Gary so he knew it but he was far too busy arching and moving his hips up and down, his forehead sweating as he breathed heavily and moaned as well.

"I'm coming-!" He announced, pushing himself onto her as he came inside of her. Mary, while at it, began moaning cries of pleasure as his seed filled her up, overtly exaggerating her reaction for his entertainment… he was left panting, hearing her insane yelling before he uttered "...Mary"

She suddenly stopped, looking down at him with now more normal and genuent smile "Like, Yes sir?" she queried, sounding more like when she was first active than anything as lustful afterwards.

"I don't have to clean you up do I?" Gary asked tiredly, placing a hand on his forehead, ashamed of himself"

Mary shook her head "My model is self cleaning after sexual intercourse. The sperm will be recollected and-"

"Don't need the details… thank god…" He sighed in relief.

"Like, Of course, sir"

Gary looked up at her, smiling to himself. She in response stood up from his now not erect member and stood in front of him.

"Mary?"

"Yes sir?"

"Remember all the mission specifications I gave you?"

"Like, of course sir. Stored and noted~"

"Yeah. Keep those and delete from your memory that we had sex, please"

Mary stood there smiling, her eyes staring forwards into nothing as a computerized buzz came out of her due to what he believed was the data being deleted, he then stood from the bench, took her bra and walked up to her to redress her properly. Her lost expression makes him blush once more as he closes in to kiss her lips, as she stares wide open into him, unconscious of the events unfolding. Then he separated himself, quickly redressing himself before she came back online.

"Data like, totally erased" She stated looking at him, waiting for an order

"Good, now go back to your charging port and wait until your designated operative time…" he ordered, turning around and leaving the robot.

Mary nodded and followed orders standing in her pad and closing the closet for the next 3 hours…

*

Back at the truck, the way back was silent. Gary stared off into the window as Mike drove uninterested. It was then that he glanced over to his younger partner, noticing the fly of his pants were down…

"So" Mike opened, sending a shockwave towards Gary, making him turn "You fucked her."

"W-what??" Gary flashed back, confused as to how he could possibly know.

"The BabeTec Deluxe. You fucked it" He reaffirmed rising his shoulders.

Unable to find the words, Gary simply chuckled in disbelief "I did not- How could-"

"Okay." Mike rested, disinterested about the conversation already.

"..."

Then Gary swallowed and looked over Mike, worried "I deleted her memory though"

"Holy shit, you actually fucked her?!" Mike turned in shock "I was messing with you because your fly is down you weirdo!"

"She seduced me!-"

"What is wrong with you?! test driving an undercover sexbot??"

"I deleted the memory data anyways!"

The argument continued, for a long time after the trip. But fortunately for Gary, Mike ain't no snitch.

==Chapter 2: Amateur==

9 A.M on a Monday, Campus' outside entrance.

leaning into one of the building's pillars near the door, headphones in each ear, a last year student scrolled through his phone feed, aimlessly waiting for time to pass as more and more people poured inside the entrance walls without taking a second to look at him. A long black haired regular guy basking in the shadows reading up on the latest posts about electronics…

"Lou." called another slightly older looking guy with short brunette hair "What are you still doing outside?"

Without breaking concentration between his eyes and the telefon screen, Lou responded "It's too cold inside, besides, I do nothing inside until you get here"

"You flatter me." His friend Jim quipped with sarcasm, holding tighter on his black side bag as he leaned in to see what he's reading "Looking for robot coochie again?"

Lou sharply turned to his friend with squinted eyes, confused and offended "I'm not sharing things with you anymore, you know?"

"Oh you didn't share that, I found you out…" Jim responded, resting on the pillar as well as he reached into his bag to take out a cereal bar, opening it as he spoke "I'm just messing with you. Anything interesting though?"

"No clue" He quipped back, looking at his phone once more, finally exiting from the site "BabeTec's been quiet about new releases. They keep making those stupid character based collection units!" He said in frustration, placing his phone in his pocket.

Jim wasn't really there in the conversation, biting down on the bar as he muffled his words "What's wrong about collection units?"

"Uh- you know! they are all basically the same frame, same AI level chip… it's just- a different frame!" he explained, gesturing with his hands in rage.

Jim shook his head slowly "Oh the humanity." he rolled his eyes.

"You don't care at all do you?"

"Look, I don't care about the sex or the bot part of the word 'sexbot' so why would I? I'm just playing my role as the, you know, supportive friend." Jim bit his bar again, swallowing and then bumped his friend's shoulder "Can we go inside so I can put my stuff in the locker?"

Lou nodded, walking inside followed by Jim, not particularly invested in anything else that wasn't is early morning breakfast replacement.

*

Back inside the girl's locker room, hidden in the inner corner of the whole room, was the android's designated service station, in which Mary had been standing still ever since she was properly set up that morning. After hours of inactivity, the system had completely shut down to save up processing data, to speed up the charging process and simply because she was programmed to do so.

But, it was inside the smooth perfect skin and curves of the sex android that an inner digital clock hit the 9:00 pm hour, an immediate boot up was executed on the robot internally. Making her eyes flutter open, glowing their particular magenta natural glow as her system beeped from inside.

-DESIGNATED 9:00 PM BOOT UP ENGAGED
-Successful boot up. No Errors found.
-Loading tasks…

As the robot did what she was designed to do each time she was on internally, she looked rather odd on the outside, staring intently into the lockers door with a null expression, ignoring a slight 'O' shaped gesture the bimbo had made with her glossy pink lips.

-Tasks:
-Follow designated schedule protocols.
-Locate and seduce possible targets throughout the day.
-Return to the charging pad at 7:30pm for scheduled self maintenance.
-Loading AI module…

Liveliness and detail returned to Mary's face as she straightened her head with a soft whirr, a cute smile forming on her face as she almost immediately after opened her little compartment and walked off, closing behind her and posing to herself. She playfully adjusted her golden hair, twirling with the end of it with a finger before a warning flashed on her HUD, making her blink rapidly as flashes came from her magenta irises.

Mary looked disconcerted, looking down at her exposed bust as she held it with both hands. Her HUD highlighted it, scanning it as the warning came from her mobility protocols. The robot tilted her head, the scan finishing to indicate that her bra was adjusted poorly and had a 73% chance of falling off due to a loose knot. Probably generated by her encounter last night with the technician.

-Assessing…
-Calculating best course of action…
-Course of action identified.
-Executing…

Mary's face changed once more into a confident smirk, before her breasts expanded from one second to the other! pressing into the loose bra knot while also making her already big bust even bigger. She felt herself up, not for self pleasure, as if her unit was capable of that, but rather as a failsafe motion to make sure the internal machinery was secured, which it was.

Then she scanned again, milliseconds after showing a result of 0% chance of falling off, while also incrementing her seduction success rate possibilities as her bust was still between 'normal' sizes. She proudly looked down at her bust, traces of her red hair falling in it before she quickly compensated it for her cleavage to be perfectly visible. Then, and only then, did she proceed to move on into walking.

Thousands of programs where loading into the machine's active live CPU as she headed into where was supposed to be people; servomotors silencers protocols, preparing possible conversation topics, doing a throughout scan on her figure and how to retroactively make herself sexier… which oddly enough, her AI would time and time again dismiss as unnecessary… and most of all, a preset walking cycle that made her hips look more sensual than they already were by design.

She opened the door, walking down the hallway as some people happened to appear in front of her. Her HUD quickly ID'd them, giving the machine live information on the students through the student records provided by the council beforehand. Their name, scores, possible internet likes… even if somewhat uncertain, were all the information she had access to.

As she did, she quickly stared down at them, moving her neck uncannily faster than humanly possible to identify two male students on her path, before quickly autocorrecting to something more natural. She giggled at them, lustfully smirking as they passed by

"Hey Boysss~" She said out loud as they passed her by, making sure they would turn around to glance at her mathematically perfect hip sway, where they could see hints of her black panties underneath her mini skirt.

The guys, on the other hand, were more confused over who exactly was this girl to begin with…?

No erections detected, light seduction attempt failed. Her system had a light, what we would consider to be, panic attack quickly redirecting her efforts into starting small… mostly to make sure her protocols were in order. As such, her system looked up targets on the student list, looking for individuals with low seduction skills who would fall instantly at the idea of a perfect girl like her presenting herself on a silver plate.

Just as the bimbo reached the main entrance door, placing her soft manicured hand on it, she stopped, having a small shift deep in her camera lenses as her primary objective was updated. Her AI didn't took this lightly, making her face blush and express lust as sue whispered to herself "Target: Louie Ricci~"

*
The door of the locker swung open by the hand of Jim, taking out his books out of his side bag and placing them in order of size one by one inside his locker. He yawned, listening to the ramblings of his friend behind him.

"...I'm telling you, all they had to do was switch the CPU module with the AI compartment, that way they could've saved space on both while also expanding the size for more data storage" He rambled on, leaning on his locker, one foot up, looking over Jim, still organizing. "I mean, all BabeTec androids have that flaw. Any strong superficial strike to the head will simply scramble and crash their CPU."

"If only they had asked you beforehand." Jim replied, with heavy handed irony

"Hey, they will. I'm definitely working as a robot designer after this." He gestures around himself, meaning the campus. "If they read our thesis after we're done, they are going to be amazed. Has Chris written you about her part?"

While they spoke, in the left entrance of the main area, Mary opened the door and stared aimlessly at the place. Her computerized brain quickly ID'ing the faces of all the people walking in and out, with no matches found for her target. She began walking slowly, keeping that seductive walking cycle of hers still while she kept scanning. Normal people, on the other hand, couldn't help but glance over the perfectly sensual new girl, muttering to each other as to if she was really new or just didn't see her before.

Continuing to walk and turning, looking over to one of the locker lines, she saw how what she recognized as a couple talked to each other leaning into the lockers. Further analysis of infrared and heat scans would indicate to Mary that both of their blood pressures were high… an erection on the male, more importantly to her. It was then that the robot identified the pose and leaning of the girl and identified it as seducing~ saving it up for later usage. All of this while she stood still staring aimlessly…

She then continued scanning the rows before finally getting a match in the last row in front of the entrance. Mary redirected her whole figure towards Lou and Jim, laser focus on Lou as she swayed away her skirt with a seductive smirk.

"No, Chris hit a wall because she simply can't develop an AI out of thin air, Louie" Jim finally closed his locker, his bag feeling lighter on his shoulder as he turned to Lou "And that might be true, but you need experience with programming. And you've never even interacted with a robot before in your life. None of us have, Either we find an android to gather data from or we change the thesis subject." that comment dug into Lou's skin, making him roll his eyes and "And those things aren't cheap, and it's not like one is just going to pop up out of nothing-"

As they spoke, the locker beside Lou was slammed by Mary who leaned into it, in the same pose as the girl from before, looking at Lou with a wide eyed smile. The slam spooked Lou, making him jump a bit as he turned to her.

"Hiii!" Mary said with a delicate hand wave, giggling to herself.

Jim turned as well, raising an eyebrow "Uh, do we know you from anywhere?"

In the short one and a half seconds that it took Jim to intervene, Mary had already obsessively scanned over Lou around multiple times, her HUD highlighting his figure and showing information about his blood pressure and possible responses to her arrival.

But as Jim spoke, she turned to him, the same face as she was giving Lou before and blinked "Oh, I'm sorry, is that like, your friend or something?" Mary asked Lou pointing at him

"Y-yeah?" Lou said somewhat confused over the awkward situation, backing himself and taking the lashes of his bag tighter.

The computerized brain inside of Mary, instead of simply taking the comment as it was, simply associated the two, making a link and even processing the possibility of a trio with them… Mary sharply turned to Jim and scanned him, saving his ID and consecutively Lou's by doing the exact same motion. She then smiled at Lou with a chuckle, leaning forwards, presenting her bust at full display and extending her hand to him "Well, that's so cool! I'm Mary-" there was a short hiccup in her sentence, her programmers forgetting to upload into her a last name, hotfixing it by randomly selecting one off the internet in less than 0.5 seconds "-Reina, I'm new here hihi~" She completed, the hiccup being obvious in how her speech patterned changed.

Lou gave her an awkward smile, and slowly went in to take her hand, and shook it. Her skin was soft, smooth and most importantly cold, it was like grabbing your own frozen palm in winter, but as fast as he could note the details she took away her hand. "I'm Louie, this is Jimmy" he simply replied, grabbing his friend's shoulder and pointing at him with the other hand.

'Mary Reina' was quickly saved as her full unit name quickly after saying it outloud. When Lou presented himself, of course, Mary already knew this through facil ID yet was given further confirmation and as such deemed a success. She then turned to Jim who with a sigh extended his hand and quickly shook his hand.

"Jim is fine. Hope you acclimate, this place is a bore most of the time. It is nice to get to meet a Latina though" Jim gave her a warm welcoming smile.

Mary on the other hand, kept her smile high and began nodding as he spoke… now adding into her unit information that she is "latina", even if nothing about her design or personality program was made to be such- "Yes! Latina! Mhm~!! like, thanks" She nods, turning back to Louie, her primary target "Again, heh, I'm a little new so like, could you show me around? Alone." She smiles at him with those same lustful eyes.

Lou got a good look at her figure, previously intentionally leaning closer to show her massive perfectly designed breasts, her wide hips tilted against the locker door to show just how little her mini skirt intentionally hid, all while giving him the friendliest smile while at it. He couldn't help but feel aroused towards her, she was everything he could've imagined a perfect college girlfriend would be if he was given pen and paper and some time to illustrate… and Mary's system knew it, and in a mechanical sense that we couldn't comprehend, loved every mili-second of recorded data that affirmed this.

"So, like, wanna show me around Louie?" She asked again.

Lou nervously laughed, fake coughing to adjust his thought as he looked over to Jim "Y-yeah, can you wait here a second?"

Mary nodded "Of course Louie, like, I can wait as much as you need~" She added, leaning off and standing there, her eyes always following his movements as she held her hands together. She meant what she said in a literal sense, having no other commands than the current one… yet it felt like a sexual remark in the way that she said it.

Lou stepped away and dragged Jim with him who unwillingly went along with this secret conversation shit anyways, turning away from Mary. He passed his arm behind the back of Jim's neck and created a small wall of secrecy between her and them

"Listen, if your goal is to interest the hot girl trying to sweet talk you into showing you the place, doing this stunt is killing your chances by the second" Jim interviewed before his friend could say a word, holding the bridge of his nose with one hand and side glancing at Lou.

"Dude- this could be one of those pranks? like, first day type of stuff?" Louie argued, shakiness in his voice "I mean, she even looks like she's into me!"

Jim chuckled, "Or maybe she just wants to know where everything is in the programming faculty." He bit and finished his cereal bar once and for all, storing the wrap on his pocket. "Look, if something happens, give me a call, I'll snitch as hard as I can."

"Thank you buddy-" he tapped his shoulder and returned to Mary, who unbeknownst to the two of them, could clearly and easily hear and understand what they were saying. Yet, as it wasn't a threat to her mission, it was completely ignored.

"Shall we like, go?" Mary said, pointing with her thumb behind her, anticipating herself to walk next to him.

Lou nodded "We shall. I'll show you where the classrooms are" he said as he began walking forwards, the seductive fembot strolling next to him as she turned for a second to wave goodbye to Jim.

He stood there, waved back with a lighthearted shake of his head, re-rechecking the weight of his side bag as he felt his shoulder getting sour. Then, from behind him, a girl in a hair bun, glasses, yellow shirt and jeans looked over the direction he was looking at.

Her name was Chris, or Christine, an old friend of the pair in the same course and class, sharing more likes in common with Lou than with Jim.

"Sorry for being late, what did I miss?" The girl asked, presenting her fist to be bumped next to Jim.

Jim chuckled again "Lou just went off to show the place to a really hot girl" he responded, turning to her with a smirk.

Chris looked over at him with a raised eyebrow "No, seriously, what did I miss?"

*

After some minutes of walking, awkward smiles and reassuring gestures from Mary, him and the bimbo reach the gates of the grand classroom.

"You're gonna love this~" Lou presented excitedly as he pushed the doors open to reveal the vast room. An auditory of tables and chairs, with a gigantic chalkboard with some leftover code and sentences written all over it. The place was completely empty, the steps the both of them took as they got inside resonating in echo all over the room. "Isn't this cool?" he asks again, gesturing with his hands the sheer size of the place.

Mary smiled and nodded, and as he turned around and began explaining the classes, she quickly turned around and closed the door, with efficiency and precision locking it up and coming back at Lou.

"...Oh you're gonna love the classes, our professor? Mr Andrews? He has this way of–" He then turned to Mary, seeing her rapidly approaching him, and stopping right in front of him…

The machine looked at him, having confirmed long ago a continuous erection caused by her presence and perfectly programmed seduction protocols, and as such, she closed in and grabbed his hand, feeling the heat of his skin as he began feeling more and more flustered. Then, in one continuous motion, pressed it on her own chest.

"Woah- uhh, Mary? What are you doing?" He asked confused, his face almost smoking due to heat

Mary chuckled and quipped back "What does it look like I'm doing?~" Then made him press in it, to the point where a real organic girl would feel pain, instead, she moaned softly.

They kept their quiet for a minute, Lou still trying to take grip of the situation as insane and unreal as it was. He looked around the room, half expecting people to jump out and say it was a prank but… no such thing happened, this was the real deal. Mary let go of his hand, and began unbuttoning her blouse, letting in fall to reveal her patterned black and yellow flower bra, proudly presenting her naked top to him.

"So? what do you think?" she asked him, a friendly smile on her face "They are yours for the time being~"

He swallowed, still confused over the ordeal. He struggled to get the words out, his eyes automatically directing to her pressing bust, looking as if the bra was bound to snap. All he could muster was a "Why me?"

She laughed at his comment, covering her mouth. I was determined this would make her seem relatable. "Like, why you? Why wouldn't it be you~ I have a thing for guys like you~

This was all scripted speech, his comment had been identified as insecure and nervous, and as her mission stated, she was required to generate a bond for it to be a successful operation. She softly pushed him onto the ground, the cold granite floor pressing on his skin and giving him cold. She sat on his crotch and looked down at him "This must be a very important place for you~ why don't we like, make it more special together?" She winked.

Breathing heavily, Lou nodded and then went on to correct himself "I mean– A classroom isn't a special place for me, I just like programming and- oh!" He was interrupted by her unzipping his pants and releasing his cock, stroking it with precise movements as she maintained eye contact, her system enjoying his reactions.

"Why don't you program me to fuck you then? in your snicker programming classroom?" she responded with lust in her voice.

The guy, looking over the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, laughed at her comment expecting her to just take him but- after a full on 10 seconds of nothing and a raised eyebrow from her, he commented "Oh, you're serious. Fuck- sorry"

Mary patiently awaited, letting go of his Dick as she pressed it underneath her panties, placing her hands on his chest…

-Target blood pressure rising.
-System integrity: 90% [OK]
-Primary Mission parameters: Cause the objective to ejaculate.

Mary, like a spider to a bug, had him right where she (and he for the most part) wanted him in, right under her finger. All she needed was some easy thrust for this objective to be over and move onto the next, but until then, she had to execute the mission to perfection.

"Uhhh, Mary? If, cock out true, fuck?" He said with some nervousness, half assing it due to how strange her request was, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth Mary nodded, taking her command and green light to move her black lacy panties down, standing up and quickly lowering them off, and sitting on him, reverse cowgirl.

Lou's eyes widened, feeling pleasure he had never felt before… losing his virginity with this girl he considered miles away from his league. She seemed to know perfectly what she was doing in his eyes, moving in ways he had only seen from videos and read on smut novels…

"Is this as programmed, master?" She said while she bounced on him, moving her hair out of the way behind her ear and teeth smiling, breathing out after each thrust. "Just let me take the lead on this, okay~?" she suggested, taking his hand onto hers.

He looked worried at this, looking at his hands as she took the lead. Everywhere he had seen stuff like this the man was the one doing the fucking- maybe he was doing things wrong? letting her down? Unsatisfied?! As such, he took strength from where he thought he hadn't. He pushed her sideways, rotating the both of them from top to bottom.

Now, this would've been a perfect motion if it wasn't by the fact that at the moment of Mary falling onto the floor, he pushed way too hard down, making the back of her head hit the surface of the ceramic floor even making a 'Tuck' sound.

Beforehand, he would've apologized to her, but something came over him in the heat of the encounter, thrusting into her harder and harder, hands on her shoulders as Mary seemed to have gotten herself stuck on a surprised wide eyed face.

"How is this? huh? you like it rough!?" Lou roared, pounding her sex fast, making a wet sound that echoed all over the room.

Mary kept trying to smile, yet… the hit to the back of the head, had scrambled operations in her system. Her HUD had become a mess of glitchy visuals and dead pixels, as the information struggled to be analyzed due to the hit. The entire system struggled to keep up, yet, the robot powered through, being so close to success.

"Y-yes, M-ma-master! harder-er!" The broken robot managed to get out in response, her lower motions completely seizing as it appears the communication between the modules was missing "I- Mary Reina, g-guys like youuu-"

Louie was far too concentrated in his own moment of passion to realize the mess of sentences his partner was currently spewing, pounding harder and faster until he couldn't keep it anymore and eyaculated inside of her… immediately feeling like it wasn't a good enough time. He opened his eyes "Mary- oh my god- I'm sorry, I should've maintained it more… huh?"

His eyes met with Mary, her eyes staring back at him as she kept on rambling, her head twitching to the side now and then "13, like, program me~, like, like, speech module failure, like, Mary, I-I-" she struggled to even speak, each word feeling completely separated from the last. Her words began to speed up, Louie stood up from her, now seeing the girl… malfunctioning on the floor?

-WARNING: System integrity: [NO DATA]
-FAILSAFE PROTOCOLS [UNRESPONSIVE]
-UNABLE TO SCAN TARGET
-MAINTENANCE REQUIRED.
-COMPLETE SYSTEM CRASH
-EJECTING AI MODULE…

"Program me to fuc-" and just like that she suddenly stopped, something inside of her winding down until it went completely silent… and then Boom! from her top chest a rectangular compartment with USB connectors and adapters opened up and released a green SD sized card labeled "AI" in it. Lou jumped as the card popped out, looking in disbelief as his breathing winded down… She was a robot, he fucked a robot-

All this time he believed he'd do it with his very own unit, he found himself doing it with an undercover android at his very own programming class… and then it hit him.

"I lost my fucking virginity to a robot?! Are you kidding me?" He shouted out loud, echoing on the walls and ceiling of the classroom… Now it was a matter for him to know what the hell to do now with her, this may have been a surprise, but not all surprises are bad ones… some, are even opportunities.

==Chapter 3: 100 ways to use a sexbot==

Back in the towering offices of BabeTec Electronics…

The HQ of the american division for BabeTec's sales, a business building of white and blues that shined with the light of the sun, falling down on it with clear skies. While also giving shadow to everything else beneath it. Inside, an employee in his mid 30's stood in the brownish elevator looking forward with tiredness in his eyes. His cut was short, a 2 day beard and a serious contortion to his face that would shut everyone with a single side glance. He held on tight on his left hand to a folder…

A relaxing tune came out of the walls, your typical elevator music tune. The man, who's name was David, glanced up at the corners of the elevator and raised an eyebrow over the tune choice "And here I thought the classics were dead…" He muttered to himself.

The elevator, even in its simplistic outside design reminiscent of the 80's was in fact a highly advanced, AI controlled elevator that was used by voice command… a bit excessive in David's eyes. As it reached the designated floor, with a ding, the doors opened to reveal a row of android secretaries recharging on small 'BabeTec' designated pads with their serial and model, one more stereotypically sexier than the next. Office blouse open, hugging tight the woman's massive bust, a pony tailed brunette with glasses, all wearing a pencil skirt and high heels.

The idea was that employees from the offices would each have a designated or (if you're lucky) interchangeable android secretaries for… assistance.

A voice coming from the elevator spoke in a slow, soft voice "Final. Floor." She stated robotically, each word punctuated and taken out of a database of recorded lines and sounds.

David responded "Thank you Sophie" referring to the building's AI assistant, looking up at the ceiling of the elevator where a camera was and stepped out.

"Your. Welcome. David." She responded

Yet… the gramatical mistake rubbed the man the wrong way, back tracking and looking up again with a friendly smile "Actually, Sophie. It's You're? as in, You are?"

The AI remained silent for about 3 seconds, David looking down at the camera with a beaming smile, giving up and going out before the voice simply responded "Ha.ha.ha. Oh yeah. Right. Okay" and closed the door.

He shook his head and adjusted his brown wool suit "Artificial intelligence… We should be digging more into 'intelligence' rather than 'artificiality'..." He complained under his breath, and continued on on his path to the right.

Entering through the main offices, he moved through the mits of them, seeing at his sides how computer employees, male and female, made out with obvious robot assistants while they typed on their computers, turning to see David and quickly pushing them away. He rolled his eyes and moved onwards, finally reaching the end of the small hallway and opened the door to yet another room with a sensual receptionist dressed in a 50's attire, showing her D cup bust openly and following coldly to David with her eyes. Yet another robot.

He sighed, having to play along "I'd like to have a word with mister Jenkings?" He said condicently, standing next to her and looking with raised eyebrows.

The robot smiled widely, teeth out and all as she responded "One moment please…" before immediately and not even glancing at her monitor or saying a word to her boss added "I'm sorry, mister Jenkings is currently very busy and is unable to have a word with you." She said, tilting her head with a whirr.

In frustration, David clicked his tongue and simply pressed his ear onto the door labelled with the CEO's name, hearing pleasure moans from the old man, the disappointment was written all over his face.

The secretary repeated "I'm sorry, Mister Jenkings is currently–" but was quickly silenced as David simply leaned over and pressed the shut off button located behind her ear, making all power cut off as her words drifted off and shut down, leaning over her keyboard. "Vveeeeeryyy buuussssyy…"

He then pushed the door open and in the prestige CEO office, window walls behind the desk and exotic plants on top of the carpeted floor… he found Jenkings getting a blowjob from yet another secretary unit, a black girl with short curly hair and a ridiculously short midriff blouse and tight pencil skirt that showed her pristine curves.

David stood in the entrance, Mister Jenkings, the 50 something year old CEO of the American division in his fat and white haired glory, turned over and with a roaring tone complained "What is the meaning of this intrusion?! Didn't Dolores state that I was busy?!"

Then, the secretary unit stood up from his cock, moving her hair behind her ear and looking over David "Should I call security, Master?~" She spoke, still in a sensual voice.

David reassured "I come from the marketing department. Sir. İt's urgent." he stated with a stoic voice.

The old man sighed, pulling his pants back under the table and shaking his head at his assistant. "That won't be necessary dear, rearrange our encounter… just- go back to recharge."

"Yes, sir" responded the android quickly walking off, swaying her hips side to side towards the door, David moving away from it to allow her out.

He closed the door, staring him down and walking up to him, sitting in the chairs in front of his desk. Jenking pointed, a cheeky smile on his face that raised his white Mustache.

"How's that? Hm? Pretty hot right? It's been raising employee morale by over 50%! All we had to do was reuse old models and take off their AI chip…Best thing we've done so far" He shook his head, looking away, then glanced onto him "So. What is it. You got my attention boy."

David was taken aback for a second, the room being decorated with pics of erotically dressed girls yet after short inspection, it was nothing more than old BabeTec advertising. He came back to his senses "Oh. Yeah, sorry" and opened his folder, presenting a detailed outline of a BabeTec Deluxe model, Mary. "Three days ago you agreed to pay Liberty College an absurd amount of money to allow one of our prototypes to roam around, and I quote" He took out another paper, reading in " 'Seduce and fuck their students to creare a romantic bond so the model sells due to nostalgia next year' "

David stared down at him with a squinty face while Jenkings sat, arms crossed and unmoved "Mind clearing this out for me?" Added David at the end.

The CEO looked up, standing up from his black leather chair and walking side to side in his office, looking over his window glass wall and then suddenly turning to David "You mind telling me What we sell…" he maneuvered his hand, forgetting his name

"David Walters"

"Mind telling what we sell as a company, Mister Walters?" He corrected himself, articulating with his hands.

David opened his mouth, and attempted to rethink his answer yet he decided it was accurate enough "Sex androids, sir. We sell sex androids"

Jenkings chuckled and pointed at him "Wrong. We sell 'Advanced, multi-usage, companion androids' Mister Walters…" He explained, digging every word of that definition, proudly walking over to one of the many advertising posters of the fembots. "You see this? What model is this?" he pointed at one poster of two girls in american flag bikinis partying somewhere.

David looked over and tried guessing, quickly remembering "The BabeTec FunGal?" he wasn't sure.

"Precisely" He nodded, clearing his throat and reading off the advertising's description "A rental android for your social event, gives the space a more lively experience and creates memorable times… In nowhere do we say that you can fuck it, but can we?"

David slowly nodded "We implemented the first vibration vaginal module on that model" he recalled, now landing a leg over the other. "But that doesn't explain why we would put an exclusively companion android prototype with a pseudo infiltration sub-routine out into a campus with a notorious population of software engineers, putting our hardware in jeopardy." He planted his foot down on the conversation.

Jenkings wandered on, feeling the leaves of the plant "You think the robot will get found out?" he asked

"I'm sure it will be found out, and we will have to be on trial for this shit. You, specifically, sir."

He sharply turned to David "But then, everyone will know that the hot girl they wanted to put their Dick inside is openly available for purchase in our stores… We just say that it's uhhh, girlfriend experience model!" He raised his arms and let them fall on his sides again "We win either way! Besides, the deluxe model is programmed to create an impact on her targets, most of the time, through sex."

David was at a loss for words, leaning forwards and holding his face in his hands "So…" He breathed out "You prefer to just let the Deluxe Unit fail her mission because we get to sell… more of them?"

"Basically" He said, now walking back to his seat and opening a drawer of documents and presenting them to him "Besides, it ain't our first rodeo Mister Walters. Half of these new Btubers and fucking- Tuitch Streamers and androids owned by the company. When one fucks up on stream and blows it cover we simply release the model to the public and every moron that once donated to her to say their name will buy it."

"Jesus Christ." was all he could say out loud.

"Oh yeah. We're the Apple of Domestic androids. Well, of course– before they- sold androids…" he corrected himself, placing the documents back in the drawer "Now, do you want an android secretary? I can get one for you"

"No thanks… I believe I'll keep you updated on the android's movements then?" David said, defeated, yet more relaxed than before

"Yes. And… you sure? what are you? Gay?" He said with a raspy laughter.

David blinked twice "Yes. And happily married"

The room fell quiet. Jenkings adjusting his chair and looking at him with an open gaped mouth "Oh. I'm sorry for my comment, Walters… Can I help you with anything else?"

David stooped up and shook his head, offering his hand to be shook, which Jenkins quickly reciprocated "No, thank you sir. Will keep you updated then." Then he turned around and left through the door.

The CEO sat on his chair again, twiddling his fingers on the marble table and looking at the posters. His E-mail? empty. Documents? signed… All he was left off was his thoughts… and his desk telephone.

He pushed on a button, a three chord jingle playing out "Yeah, Sophie, would you be a sweetheart and order secretary A-113 to my office…?"

*

A rush, Lou desperately took the worn and left on the ground panties ot the completely shut down android on the floor in front of him and quickly tried to pull them back on on her, the automatized process of the unit of simply put, vaccuming the cum into her storage was put on hold due to lack of commands, and as such, the cum simply oozed out on of her clit.

Lou breathed in and simply slipped the panties on her immediately getting wet underneath… making him finch, before simply hidding in under her mini skirt.

Her expression was forzen mid sentence, eyes drifting into nothing and colorless without energy. He stared down at her, her AI module still popped out to his immediate access… he couldn't take the task of hidding her let alone simply turning her back on.

Judging by her design (simple body physique) and design flaw, she was made by BabeTec- and after a crash it needed to he turned on remotely by the owner's phone app, BabeTec went out of their way to heavily advertise this, and or a manual external connection. These were all things he currently simply did not have access to… but some people he knew did

"Fuck, am I really doing this…" He muttered to himself, taking his phone out of his pocket and dialing to Jim while staring down at the busted robot, her hair dispersed all around the floor.

After some seconds later, Jim picked up "Hey, did they just pour water on you or something sticky?" he asked right off the bat.

"What? No! listen- Jim! You gotta come to the main classroom, like RIGHT NOW." His teeth grinned, gesturing with his hand and pointing where he stood.

"I'm with Chris, she was running a little late," Jim explained, looking over at her.

"Hellou~" she jumped into the phone on the same end

"What the hell did you do?" Jim asked, now more genuinely concerned.

Louie looked at Mary again, nervous to confess right away "You guys are gonna have to get here first…"

On the other end, Jim stared down the phone with a raised eyebrow, before Lou simply hung up without a single other word.

After a pair of minutes, the classroom door was knocked "Lou? hey, it's us, what the hell did you do now?!" Jim called out, standing just in front of the door, Chris standing by.

Lou unlocked the door and opened it, trying to hide Mary's body by his, holding it with one hand by the entrance.

"Louie, what the hell is going on?" Chris stepped in, trying to peek in but being quickly blocked by him.

"You gotta promise me you'll be quiet-"

Jim and Chris looked at eachother, non verbally agreeing that he had definitely killed the girl or something of the sorts, yet, they turned and in support of his friend nodded at once. Then and only then, did Lou pushed them inside and closed the door behind them locking it as fast as they got in.

"There. Here's what happened" Lou pointed, glancing over them to find equally astonished faces on them.

"I- I'm at a loss for words." Jim blinked, without even looking he went into his bag and pulled out a 20$ bill and handed it to Chris who took it in equal shock.

"You guys betted over this?!"

Chris' eyes lit up in glitter, gasping in air as she resisted the urge to squeel at the sight of a real android girl "OhmygoOhmygodOhmygooood!!!!" She said, holding her backpack tight and smiling as much as she could.

Jim, ignoring the robot for a second, moved over to Lou, holding his shoulder "We did it as a joke- I mean… She just was asking to give me 20 bucks but- Fuck man, what the hell is this?? How the hell did you carsh a sex robot?"

His eyes darted to the floor, going up and meeting with his friend's as a nervous laugh comes out "Remember that design flaw I said all BabeTec model's have?"

Chris, who had already slid down to the floor to closely inspect the robot gasped once more at the mention of the company "An AI android made by BabeTec?!? Are you kidding?! these are worth a fortune!" Then she quickly began to open her bag, taking out her trusty laptop and a connecting cable.

The guys turned to her, tilting their heads. Jim spoke out "How do you know she has an AI?"

While preparing her laptop she simply stopped, pointing at the popped off chip with white elongated letters over a green background that read 'A.I.' giving enough of a response for the pair "But also because, she wanted you to think she was a real girl, she was uploaded with an infiltration subroutine! only AI controlled systems can use those due to the great influx of data and possible improvisation involved~ A CPU or command based android would simply fail to keep up"

Lou nods along, bringing a hand to his chin "So- why would BabeTec put an android here anyways?"

"Free publicity." Jim answered from the top of his head, yet knowing, having heard enough from them from the news and Louie that he felt it was correct.

"Yeah" Lou agreed

"Sounds about right" Chris raised her shoulders, going back to set up her laptop, connectin it straight into opened port on Mary's top chest.

Jim walked behind her, kneeling and reading the lines of code she wrote being sent into the connected devise "You're rebooting her? What if an alarm blars off or something?"

With a prideful adjustment of her glasses, Chris turned to him and smirked "We're hacking her first~ she'll be ours before she even turns on"

Lou turned sharply, walking up to her, worried "Are you crazy? They must be monitoring her software already- Besides, most likely the college is in it too, we can't just use her as a service robot!" he complained while Chris continued typing away.

Jim crossed his arms "Don't worry about it, her frame is the same cheap design from old models to even be tracked it seems… besides, weren't you the one talking about buying a fembot or something?"

"Yeah, I was piggybacking on that so I could do my research on live AI. Now you get one for free and I'm involved? Come on. Besides, you already fell for her, haven't you?~" She said, poking the top of Mary's right tit with a finger.

He thought about it for a second, holding himself and wandering in circles for some seconds before letting out a tired grunt "God damn it… Fine, just set her up, okay?"

The girl sitting on her PC raised a thumbs up, adjusting her glasses as she finished setting up the boot up sequence for Marin, now and then looking over the robot's bust pressing on itself at her left… visually turning red herself. As the code was complete she stopped, bringing a finger to her lower jaw and squinting at the screen.

"I must be forgetting something…?"

Jim chirped in, reading over the code with some ease "What? everything looks in order to me"

Then, Chris looked over the exposed chip, hitting herself on the side of the head due to forgetting such an important part of her cut for this. Disconnecting it, immediately the computer showed how a boot up was impossible and wrote in red letters a request to reintroduce an AI chip back into the frame. She then held it up to fingers, the guys looking over it.

"The AI chip? what about?" Lou asked, raising an eyebrow "You do know she can't work without it right–?"

Jim rolled his eyes at his comment "Of course she knows dumbass. If she keeps the AI chip intact the bot will rat us out as soon as we turn her back on due to programming, right?"

Chris glanced over him, pressing her lips and denied with her head. She then moved the chip in diagonal and with the sharp edge at the edge of her other hand's nail she slid forwards a protuberance on the chip's design, miniscule to the naked eye. She then placed it back into the slot, holding it for her as she pushes it back inside of her, now her system waiting for the package to be booted into itself to initiate.

She then, smirked "I put her AI from read to write~" she raised her shoulders "She wouldn't be able to rat out her designated owners even if she was programmed to after the new code I added."

Lou looked shocked "Read and write?" gasp "Like a T-800??"

"Of course, like a T-800! Most of her design is already basically a Terminator in a fucked up strange way" Chris scolded, flaring her arms up "Now, instead of creating code based on a programmed code, she'll be able to~ uhm~ create decisions and~ opinions based on memory data AND programming~" she said, her face turning red and fantasizing in real time about it.

The boys just stared at her as she did this, they'd gotten used to her fantasizing towards AI's, to the point where this isn't weird anymore.

She cleared her throat, taking the laptop "Anyways- let's just get her back online before the class starts… I don't wanna have to explain what a naked girl is doing lying on the floor…" And with that, she hit enter, launching a boot up sequence in Mary's system.

Her body whirred in place, staring at the ceiling with a frozen smile, her eyes slowly regaining color as her vision flickered to life.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary" online
>Forceful shutdown detected in last session. Assessing…

In her Heads Up Display a scan of her own inner frame showed up, highlighting in red the back of her head where her CPU was located, her system assigning the damage as "Mid Session Hardware dislocation" and after a short system analysis no further errors were found.

>AI module located. Integrating
>Current Mission: Seduce and fuck student count | Obey administration commands added to subtasks

Her eyes began to move, looking up and down to assess her current location, meeting gazes with Lou, Jim and Chris, all of their faces being ID'd in a matter of seconds, their identities being changed and needing to be updated, all of them showing up as administrators to her, plus, Lou being indicated as 'Previous Target'

She smiles sweetly, still without moving "Like, hello there!" She bubbly greets "How may I be useful to you?" She says individually looking at each of them with her usual smile.

A wave of relief goes down Lou's pine as she seems to at least not he busted, he passes by Jim and stands in front of Mary, asking a rather pointless question "So, how do you feel?"

Mary stares for some seconds as suddenly a low tone beeping comes out of her "I am a machine, I am like, unable to feel. Query does not compute!" She responds rather enthusiastically. The robot then positions her legs, pushing her spine forwards in a complete inhuman way to stand herself up, finally towering right next to the trio, looking at them in an equal interval of time, before tilting her head slightly down, a warning popping up on her HUD.

>WARNING: Indecent attire detected
>Liquid leak in pelvic sector. Assessment: System Crash before proper closing protocols.

She then carefully and precisely accommodates her clothing and internally stores the semen inside her synthetic womb, making the dripping from between her legs suddenly stop as she finishes accommodating herself in less than 20 seconds. She then looks again and the trio "How can I be of service?" She asks again.

Mary's response to Lou makes him awkwardly uncomfortable, making him smile in a weird way "W-well, Mary… Why are you being so open about being a robot?" He asks half nervously.

"I am programmed to assess BabeTec representatives as the machine that I am, only if that does not damage my ongoing mission"

Jim intervenes "That mission being?"

Mary blinks rapidly "Seduce and Fuck the targeted student count." She smiles brightly as she responds. There is a non chalantness, shame nor regret in how she communicates about her functions, simply smiling at the person she is supposed to talk to. There is a silence from the group as they interchange glances, before Mary comes again "According to an analysis over your ages based on face ID and AI speech parameters, that is the best way I calculated to explain my mission"

"Y-yeah, that was a given" Lou interrupts "But is there a reason why you'd be given that mission to begin with?"

Her smile disappears "Information classified."

"Again, It's for a publicity stunt, Lou." Jim jumps in as she finishes her sentence.

"N-no it's not!!" Mary insists desperately.

Chris giggles a bit in excitement, the mere presence of an AI is enough to get her fired up "She cares about her mission! It is as if it was hardwired into her…" She reaches to touch Mary's cheeks in a fit of curiosity over her reactions, the robot simply looks towards her in the same place she stood in, blinking every once in a while as she just completely allows the girl to touch her smooth silicone face.

"Welp" Jim claps, making everyone jump by the echo of the sound, except of course, Mary, who simply turned her attention at him "We need to move, and a randevu point"

Chris thought to herself, crossing her arms and staring intently at the floor before uttering "We need a place that is silent, where there aren't a lot of people and we can easily access the four of us…"

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The sound of papel sheets being rumbled and the sound of old, moldy wooden floor creaking echoed around the group, sitting in a rectangular white table with piles of books next to their bags placed on top of it. Mary on the other hand, checked out the tall bookshelves filled to the brim with old dusty academic encyclopedias and old comics from decades back, analyzing and now and then taking one or another excitedly onto her hands and inspecting their insides, flying through pages in a matter of seconds.

Lou looked in discontent at Chris, before a cloud of dust flew near his face, instantly puffing him up and making him sneeze on the spot. Chris was looking over the blonde robot, curiously taking notes on what she did with the books with a wide smile on her face.

"The old library? Really? This was your best idea?" Lou complained in whispers, leaning in closer, his voice raspy and upset.

Without paying a lot of attention or even eying him back, laser focused on her new experiment subject, Chris nodded "It's only logical Lou, we're four generations after millennials dude. In a post-modern, post technological era first world country… No one uses Books anymore…"

Mary, with a blue and run down trigonometry book in her hands turned over their directions "Like, I am! Look!" She said, presenting her current read "It's such a simple yet inefficient design… And it's filled with irrelevant information about my mission. I can see how they became obsolete"

Between the two, Jim sat arms closed actually reading one of the books about general engineering, looking up with a raised eyebrow and groaning, placing the book atop the table "You guys make me sad. And no, Mary. Books are important parts of human culture and information"

Mary blinked twice and nodded, going back to staring at the rows and rows of books in front of her and at her reach.

Sitting in his chair with his back bended down in a strange defeated Stance, Louie twindled his hands in place as he still struggled to come to terms with the fact that all of this was even real, he had been thinking about this moment for so long he never actually considered what he would do when it happened. He adjusted his throat and leaned in on the table, calling Chris' attention "So… what do we start with? you know… experimentation for the thesis."

"Experiments?" Mari peeked in between them, pressing her waist over the table in such a casual yet obviously calculated way that her visible bust was presented to both of them, while her curves on her backside accentuated even more… There was an aura of unapologetic sexuality about her whole existence at all times. "I do not understand. My frame is in perfect condition"

Chris smiled at herz patting her head "Oh, no no! it is not about software or hardware! we just wanna know about what you can do!"

Jim rolled his eyes at this, his arms crossed and sitting leaned back on his chair "I do wonder what a sex robot can do…" He mocked.

"You can do a lot of things with me~" Mary winked at him with a giggle, pushing her hair behind her ear

With a raised eyebrow he simply stated "I'm not sexually interested in you. You are a prop for me to graduate"

"Y-you don't have to talk to her like that!" Lou protested between stutters, turning to Mary "Don't bother, Jim is not really… into anyone"

Mary simply sat there, staring deep into Lou's eyes with a null expression as soft rumbling came out from inside the robot's skull, processing his comment. He struggled to maintain eye contact with her, nevertheless.

"Does not compute, I am irresistible, that is what I am designed to be"

The group sighed, all in a different tone of annoyance, admiration and shame respectively.

"Anyways! What can you do with a Sex robot?" Chris said with pen and paper on hand

Mary's eyes hald closed and her smile became a sultry smirk as her hand reached into her blouse to-

"THAT ISN'T SEX, MARY" Chris stopped her before she could continue, the bot blinking twice mid movement of her fingers as she readjusts her clothes.

"Gee… you're making this like, hard?" Mary complained with a finger up to her chin "I'm programmed to obey orders… I require detailed instructions tho" she smiled again.

Jim slowly reached into his pocket and out of it pulled out a smartphone, delicately placing it in the middle of the table towards Mary, the group looking at it in conjunction. Jim then leaned back on his chair again, smirking at the busty bimbo, hands on each pocket.

"Phone Prank. Easiest Turing test available as well as a nice demonstration on how creative her AI can be in improvisation… also something Lou needs to see"

_

Some time after some organization, the three of them were standing around Mary, sitting on the front of the table with Jim's phone on her right hand tightly on her ear, staring forwards as the phone beeped awaiting the call to be picked up.

"Any minute now, you know the objective?" Lou asked the bot, holding his notepad on hand, his eyes parking up towards the bot's plastic face.

She simply turned and nodded, the phone still on her hand "I must like, prank him. Yes"

On her other side Jim already internally regretted his own idea the second she spoke, but nevertheless, continued on, placing a hand on chris' shoulder as she patiently expected to see her to improvise in real time.

The other end was nothing but the trusty family pizzeria the guys would split up during study sessions, of course, the place already knew them, yet the usage of a separate phone number gave them somewhat of an edge on a true and genuent reaction of a human in contrast with a robot… Chris held pen and paper in her hand, with the intention of writing down the discoveries they made, whatever they may be.

The phone rang, Mary held herself up straight facing forwards as she held the phone delicately over her presumably silicone based earlobe, blinking in a perfect interval of 3 seconds, until suddenly the faint speech of a poorly paid and overworked and tired teen could be heard over the other side.

"Hello, welcome to 'pizza-familia' . How can we serve you today…" Said with a noticeable voice crack in the middle of the sentence.

Without missing a beat, Mary replies with a straight face "What are you wearing, hot stuff?."

…

…

It took a total of 5 seconds before the sound of the call being hung up was heard.

Chris looked down at her notepad and after she struggled to come up with something up in it, she gave up and put the notepad down on the table.

"Mary. What the hell was that?" Jim queries,

The bot placed the phone on the table and efficiently turned her attention at the designated admin speaking to her.

"I executed my order"

"...You tried to seduce him?"

"Correct. I like, looked up a series of definitions of pranks and found that sexual pranks are found to be one of the most viewed and the area my system and design specializes in the most." the bot went on in a one breath tirade, smiling "I was simply being efficient."

Chris coughed "I'd call that something else-"

Lou, who had been holding his face, finished sliding them down his cheeks and sighs "Guys- we gave her incomplete orders, you know? the first mistake you can make with a robot?"

"I just assumed her AI was better"

Mary blinked twice, her smile fading for a second "BabeTec makes the best mass produced adaptive A.I. modules in like, the whole market!"

"That's scripted on her"

Lou groaned, taking the bot's hand and holding it on his and delicately looking at her plastic face, returning the glance in a synthetically confused expression.

"Prank the target in a way that makes him think you are both human, and doesn't realize he is in a joke until the end"

The bot's camera eye lenses focused in and out on her admin's eyes, her CPU processing the request and formulating an action tree based on the specifications given. As she was done, her HUD updated.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. Mary
>Primary objective: Seduce and Fuck student count [on hold]
>>Current command: Prank [esc%]
>>Script formulated.

"I require a new phone." Mary said in an almost monotone tone, Chris quickly yet defeatedly gave up hers in a quick swoop from her pocket to the table and Mary took it.

As naturally as she could be, she recalled the same number and placed the phone on her ear the same way as before, this time, her expression was null, unsettling even Jim by raising an eyebrow on the other end, yet, even he was engaged in this. Lou proudly closed in, hoping to hear both sides of the conversation.

The phone began to ring, sending a way of unsettling energy on the trio as they all jumped on edge. The bot still held herself in the same pose and expression, not bothering with the rest's excitement, even if they would occasionally bump her by accident-.

"Hello, uh, welcome to family-pizza, where we make actual family made pizzas. How can we totally… uh, familiarize you today?" Said that same teen from before, his supposed script sounding as if he was on the verge of puking on the other end.

Mary blinked and slightly perked upwards, her expression remaining null "Hi! good day, uh, gosh, I would like a big pizza with meat? like, chicken and such?" She says in a surprisingly lively and nervous tone "Would that be okay?"

On the other end, the rattling of paper could be heard as the guy held the phone on his shoulder and wrote down the order. "Large pizza? We got those on 13 bucks currently, we are doing a promotion with a large soda for 2 dollars more, would you be interested?"

Even as she stared blankly, she simulated some sort of hesitance "Hmm, yeah! sure! why not? Oh, almost forgot, like, my friend works there? she actually gave me this number… I was wondering if you could find her?"

The teen chuckled and his tone lit up "Oh really? that's so interesting, what's their name?" He asked looking over behind him on the other side of the phone call.

"Candance" Mary replies, immediately the group's mouth open up in unison, a gasp escaping their mouths as the machine flawlessly transitions from the order to the joke, setting up a true classic of the start of the millenium in bait and switch pranks.

The teen nods "Candance what?"

"Canandeez dick fit in your mouth" She ended, hanging up right after a split second of unadulterated frustration and anger from the man. The bot placed the phone down and went back to being all smiles "Is this satisfactory?"

Lou and Jim looked with their jaws down, alongside Chris who hyperventilate into an explosion of laughter and joy, standing up and closing in to hug Mary as she continued to laugh and rejoice. The robot's eyes perked wide open as the interaction seemed to confuse her system for a second before eventually defaulting to a gleeful smile.

"Mary! That was awesome!" Chris congratulated holding her shoulders.

The sexbot nodded, flicking her golden hair strands behind her ear "I am glad you like, found it enjoyable. How can I continue to serve?"

"I believe that's a good enough display… that was almost eerie, I worry for the future generations-" Jim lamented, chuckling surprised

Chris pointed at Lou, making him jump "You!" She stated "Im taking your programming suggestions from now on"

"But I'm the one studying hardware" pointed Jim to himself "What if her frame is unable to understand the programming?"

Mary looked at him again with that same expression from way back, blinking rapidly "BabeTec makes the-"

"Yeah yeah, the best A.I. whatever, we know!"

Lou's face went red as he was praised by Chris, his eyes naturally darting back to Mary as she smiled at him, attentively staring him down. "W-well, we can definitely get more info data that way… If we continue experimenting, that is"

"Are you kidding? Of course we are continuing! She's right there!" she argued with fiery excitement in her voice "But- oh shit" She looked at her clock "We kinda need to figure out how we are keeping her on check after hours."

Jim glanced over at Louie with a raised eyebrow, silently impling him to do it

Chris held silence and an awkward expression "...I kinda live with my parents still? I can't bring a robot home, little less a sexbot… it'd be breaking my parents three fourths of what I'm into."

"...U-uh-" Lou looked at Jim, who crossed his arms.

"I'm not sleeping anywhere near that thing. Nevertheless, seeing her loop around my place." he leaned closer, like a parent telling their kid after they failed a test "You live by yourself, you like 'bots and you are the closest to the school"

Mary perked in, her air waving back and forth as she closed in her head towards Lou "Taking that info like, it is the most efficient action"

Lou's face turn red, breathing heavy and steady…

"fuck, ok."

==Chapter 4: Parnership==

The sounds of the bustling city, cars honking, people chit chatting outside in restaurant tables filled the scene around David, smoking a cigar at the side of the road with a brown briefcase on his left hand. He wore an elegant bluish dark suit with a white dress suit underneath, his tired and nonchalant look completed the look of most BabeTec officials on negotiation runs: one of utter disgust.

He had been called to represent the company on a business route he had not been given much info on yet, puffing a cheap cigar in between his left index and middle finger as he waited for one of the company provided vehicles to give him way. He was right in front of the building, even turning around and looking up at the company logo plastered on the office windows in it to confirm he didn't confuse it, always being proven wrong.

Many cars from the company had passed by him already, frustrating him more and more as they passed by.

"...I'm going to be late at this rate" He said to himself with a sigh.

A couple more cars passed by before he simply threw the rest of the cigar on the floor and stepped on it with his glistening black shoes until it was lit down, taking out his phone and reading a message that made him raise an eyebrow.

'Development on the Deluxe unit'

His finger flew above the message to open it, before in the corner of his eyes he saw a car had stopped in front of him, driven by a young girl in her mid 20's with brown hair in a ponytail in a suit much like his.

He stared at her, putting his phone out, and standing there… waiting for her to step out of the car. She did the same, yet he felt she was just waiting for him to get in instead- that friendly smile plastered on her face said it all.

The girl leaned into the window and looked over closely before she spoke "Excuse me, sir, are you perhaps David Walbergs?"

"Walters. I suppose Jenkings sent you?"

The girl nodded happily "Indeed!" she then extended her arm through the window for a handshake "I am BabeTec Electronics INT-091, but you can call me Vannie!"

David's eyebrows fell down into a frown, not moving an inch to suggest interest in her handshake.

"You're a bot?"

"Uh-huh! Intern model, activated a week ago!" She responds enthusiastically.

The mere thought that they were now even making intern fembots killed more of his faith in… hell, humanity. But it quickly faded away, as he quickly let it slip as it was something he inevitably sas coming from this company.

He glanced over her hand, surprisingly still expecting a handshake and with a sigh gave up and went ahead and took it, feeling that particular coldness from her synthskin.

"David Walters. I suppose you are driving."

"That is loaded into my orders, sir!"

David opened the fancy black car's door and sat in the copilot seat, looking forwards and placing his suitcase delicately beside his feet. The bot went ahead and immediately restarted the car, passing through the building's streets as David simply stared forwards, half expecting her to crash to get some insurance money, or finally sue the company… but what a bother that'd be.

"Sir, " Vannie perked, her eyes still on the road. "What is in the suitcase, if I may ask"

David rolled his eyes "Why would you need to know, bo- uh, Vannie"

She crossed the street, now going into a highway into the outskirts of the city "Protocols, sir, My system is required to know about inventory to correctly assist you"

"Don't bother, I don't need your help" He crossed his arms.

Vannie turned for a second to look his way inside an interval of silence "Sir, seatbelts"

David looked her way with a raised eyebrow, before complying and putting it on.

"...It's just some company info from past months that might come in useful for the negotiations with- whoever we are working with this time" He gave up and explained, looking out the window at his right to see the city from the elevated grounds of the highway.

The metropolis he worked in had slowly through the years grown more and more in sky-scrapers and hotels, but more importantly, more and more factories and warehouses taking a hold of once population filled areas, filling the sky with this gray aura as more factories got in.

"Beautiful day, ain't that right sir?" Vannie spoke once more, that smile always on her face "According to the weather forecast, it will rain later on today, we should be quick with the negotiations."

He groaned, yet he had to deal with her anyways "Who are we negotiating with anyways? And stop calling me sir… David works."

Vannie looked over at him while driving, nodding "Understood David! I apologize if I made you uncomfortable!"

"Eyes on the road"

The bot obliges, her neck letting out a whirr as she does so a bit too fast "And to answer your query, we are negotiating a merge with Jonathan-Land"

David's eyes widened, turning his whole body as soon as the name of that damn park hit his ears "What? that mafia dump? Has BabeTec fallen that low?"

The bot blinked twice in a quick succession before droning out "BabeTec is the highest android distributer on the country, setting example of value and versativity on each of their units."

"No time for scripts! We are negotiating with a mob!"

Vannie, after breaking out of the scripted trance, giggled "No worries, David. That is why I was assigned to assist you. I am programmed to protect you."

David immediatly laughed at the suggestion "Oh woah, I immediatly feel safer now!"

Vannie held the car's wheel with firery pride "I'm glad!" She innocently replied.

David could've easily chosen to destroy the bot's synthetic innocence with a single statement, yet he instead decided to worringly side glance Vannie as she drove along, not a care inside that metal skull of hers.

-

The trip continued smoothly in silence, David thinking how the hell he was going to make the negociation work inside his thoughts while Vannie now and then would comment on the road or some data that crossed her system.

After some time in the highway they passed through a tunnel of yellowish inner lights until they reached the other side into a more green area, filled with parks and rural areas in the distance.

"Have you gone to this park before, David"

For the sake of it he obliged her question "We've come before, a guy got jerked off in the park bathroom by the automated tour guide." He chuckled "Negotiations didn' t go anywhere, place's a mess"

"Well, I've been calculating different merging options ever since I was assigned this mission" She raises a finger and continues driving without much difficulty "Humans are easy to please when their higher needs are met. Besides, currently this is my highest priority"

He scoffed at her "And keeping me safe?"

"Second priority." She stated without hesitation

"Huh…" He even felt insulted by it, and so, in a fit of pettiness he turned to her with a hypothetical "So if my life was put into the negotiation in turn for the merge to happen… you would give me in"

The bot fell silent, from where he stood he could hear the rumbling of her circuits as she processed the question, her expression turning blank as she then now and then blinked. The car began drifting slowly to the side, so much so David didn't notice… until Vannie took her hands out of the wheel to bring them up to her arm and chin! Striking a default thinking pose mid driving.

David in a rush of energy, stabilized the car from the co-pilot seat as it almost went into the other lane, inches away from crashing against incoming traffic.

"Huh! That's a tough one, David…" Vannie said to herself as if in a trance, the rumbling continuing inside of her.

"That's not gonna mattern if I die right now!" He yelled at her face.

Then after some more seconds of chaotic car drifting she came back to her senses and placed her hands on the wheel again.

"Oopsies!" She noted, giving David time to sit back and breathe heavily "It seems that question puts a strain on my circuits! Nevertheless, if that were to happen I am unable to put your life in harm's way!"

His head slowly turned in anger, giving her a death glare as his arms crossed, trying to find the words to explain the irony in her statement.

"I'm driving on our way back, that's an order."

-

After reaching their destination, they parked in the outskirts of the park's entrance, hearing the fanfare and music in the distance as they walked side by side. Vannie stared at David from behind, that friendly smile on her face as her hips swayed… a bit too much for a simple walk cycle.

Passing by the almost abandoned looking parking lot, with the exception of one or two equally dressed and looking bots; fried out in the middle of the road, functioning as traffic control, the duo reached the entrance, seeing the ridiculously busty short golden haired bots on the front gate.

David stepped in front of one of them, the one that looked most functional, and adjusted his throat, looking around him to dissimulate.

The bended forward robotic girl began to perk up with violent and air piercing whirring from her servos as it came to life, raising her arms in a friendly way, whirring as much as last time.

"W-W-Welco-ccome to J-johnattan L-land!" The bot struggled to state, her voice box glitching throughout the sentence "A-aadult-ts 50 d-dollars, c-children 25. A-andrrroids go i-in freee"

David found the pricings outrageous for the type of entertainment this place was known for, cheap over sexualized reprogrammed fembots walking around dressed as popular characters from media that undoubtedly people want to fuck… And some just do it. It has become an untold rule that if you ask any bot in the park, they will do whatever you tell them, not because they are supposed to, but rather because they are so cheap that they forgot to disable the universal obey any order given by a human that most domestic androids have, with limitations of course.

As such, the park has become a center for people to get an easy hook up with a robot, that and… homeless paradise. Rumors had it that it was run by actual robots, but companies knew it was merely a mafia's money laundry scheme.

Vannie's eyes lit up in excitement, even through their plastic glossiness, david had to admit they looked real enough "Androids can get in for free?! That's such an inclusive and nice idea!"

David looked over her "The entrance is free for everyone, there's no security"

The entrance robot perked in "O-o-our Seccurittty is t-top Notc-ch!"

"Why do bots get so overly defensive when you insult their affiliation?" He sighed, adjusting his throat after leaning on the counter "We're here for a merging negotiation with the owner, they said they've inside"

The bot's head buzzed with electricity, looking up at the sky as apparently she looked up a scheduled meeting. David moisterized his lips and began tapping on the counter as he waited, meeting eyes with Vannie as she obediently stood next to him and awaited commands… smiling at him.

"M-meeting founnnd! Y-y-You mustt be B-babeTec R-repressssentat-tives!" The bot perked up after around 20 seconds on searching "P-please e-enter!" as soom as the words excited her mouth a little bar door lit green, giving them freeway inside.

Moving in they were able to see the side body of the counter robot… being completely naked in the lower half, with written names and drawings, alongside vulgar comments about her sex, filling most of her lower frame. Continuing on, some standby bots roamed around aimlessly in costumes too much on the showing side, leaving too little to the imagination.

They stroke poses and wave at invicible crowds, accidentally meeting stares with Vannie and David, who simply passed by them. Vannie though, kept taking in the argulably cheap scenery, consisting to the most part of cardboard cutouts or the regular wooden walling of the different houses for the attractions.

"Look at this place! I'm sure humans have lots of fun in a place like this!" She happily went about, holding her own synthetic excitement.

David raised an eyebrow "You weren't kidding when you said you were turned on a week ago" He jokingly said "If the merge goes well we will actually put this place in better hands, otherwise… I'd advice you take care and not interact much with the other units"

She leaned over with a whirr, looking at him face to face as they walked "Are you worrying about me, David?"

"No" He brubtly answered "If you break they take the repairs off my pay count" And then just walked on faster.

"Oh… Understood!"

Internally, Vannie had a list of interaction tresholds she had been expecting to accomplish to become closer to her partner, not even passing through the first one yet, to make them care about unit's safety.

Getting deeper they eventually reach the center of the circle that makes up the park, organized with an artistic fountain flowing around polished rock floor of red and blue colors in patterns, and standing in front of it was a girl with a long blue skirt and dress, light orange fox ears perking over her matching colored hair.

İnitially both David and Vannie believed her to be yet another park robot, but upon closer inspection, the robot was too well dressed and taken care of in comparison for it to be anything but a big deal.

The intern android walked up to the fox girl, smirking in an adorable smug expression as she fluttered her eyelashes with soft whirring coming out of the movement.

"David. Look! She's functional!" She pointed out, turning around to look at him with doggy eyes "Do I have permission to interact with her now?"

He crossed his arms, ignoring the question "Excuse me, bot. We need your boss?"

The fox girl gave one step forwards, the wind easily and comedically raised her skirt up and showed the entirety of her panties with little to no effort, as well as her ingnoring the fact as a whole "Boss?? You must be mistaken! I am Redmi! The altar fox-girl that protects the land of Jonathan-land!"

David rolled his eyes as he appeared to cross paths with a scripted android, the ones the despised the most. The type that is genuinely convinced or otherwise is unable to act in a different way that isn't that they are a character.

"Cool, can you plea-"

The fox girl whirred as she stroke yet another pose, rising an arm in the air with fury and confidence in her eyes "Long ago! A delicate fox merged with the body of a girl in love with Johnattan-land! and that is the origin of Redmi!"

"ok, but can you plea-"

"PROTECTRESS OF THE SACRED FOUNTAIN OF POWER AND FAITH, THAT GIVES POWER TO JOHNATTAN-LAND AND DRINKS TO ITS INHABITANTS!" she pationantly spoke over him, her synthetic voice sounding as if she was on the verge of tears.

Vannie winked at David, taking Redmi by the shoulders "Don't worry boss! I got this~" She then delicately took out a connection cable from the back of her neck and connected it to Redmi in one movement, her expression never seeming weirded out or uncomfortable. Redmi's eyes opened wide, computerized whirring from both units being slightly heard as they just stood there for some seconds.

After some time, they both blinked at the same time and Redmi turned towards Vannie, focused for once "...Boss?? Why didn't you say that before! Units must help each other!! Follow me!" The cable disconnected off the back of her neck, and the fox girl ran north, her fluffy tail perked up, yet again giving view of her wide ass.

"...Not bad, robot." David commented to Sammie, a genuent smile meeting hers.

She saluted him "Just doing my job" And continued following him and redmi. As he passed her she whispered "My existence has been justified…"

The fox continued sprinting at a steady pace, the pair not bothering much in meeting her speed. They reached the end of the semi grass area and saw car tracks at the end, a gate segregating the areas accordingly. The foxbot stopped near the entrance and looked back them.

"My sensors say we're close to my master! Hurry up!"

Vannie looked at David, silently asking for permission to run, to which with a sigh, he complied, making the bot gleefully step up her pace meeting Redmi at the gate, David reaching shortly after.

She began walking backwards as she modulated with her hands, mantaining eye contact with them "They are reaaaally close by! So let's g–"

CRASH!!!

A car coming from the left of them suddenly crashes into the fox android, making her frame bounce back and fly for a couple of seconds before hitting the ground with a thud and staying there… vacant eyes starting to nowhere. The wheels of the car whined against the pavement, bouncing a bit by the recoil of the brakes.

"YEELP!" Vannie jumped, grabbing onto David as even he was surprised by the sudden turn of events. "Redmi noooooo!;; " She cried with genuent sadness.

"...What the fuck?" David muttered, his eyes wide opened.

From the car, a man wearing a onesie black with white stripes cloth shirt stepped out. Had barely any hair and a beard, white as a vampire and skinny as if he was bound to die of lack of nutrients. He quickly ran to the front of the car and completely ignored the bot on the floor, rather giving attention to the front of the car as he sat on his knees.

He spoke with a thick foreign accent "Ah! Good thing, not a scratch!" He held his chest in relief, now finally looking over Redmi on the floor for about… 1,5 seconds before looking over David and Vannie "Ah yes, you must be BabeTeck people. Good good, I got message you here, I came with my car"

David, with Vannie still holding onto him nodded "...I can see that" He finally pushed the bot out, her servos whining in response "So uh, you're Johnattan"

The man laughed, hitting his leg as he shook his hand "Close! In native language Ivan, in english, Johnhattan yes?"

Vannie held herself, adjusting her suit "Redmi;; "

Ivan looked back at the bot behind him and scoffed, waving his hand "No worry over that, memory goes to the cloud and then to new body, it's ok" He stood up, adjusting his back "So? Business talk?"

After some seconds of silence, David groaned to himself, holding the bridge of his nose and made his way to the man.

-

They were led to a small office room, one lone room hidden in the back of one of the actractions up north of the park, some kind of hyper reality attraction. The Lightbulb above them flickered as it struggled to keep itself lit after Ivan pushed the button, walking passed the small decor of the room to seat on his letter chair, which whinned as he slowly went back, placing his hands on the back of his head. David felt somewhat of familiarity, specifically with the boss of the company that he answered to… He adjusted his throat, placing the briefcase he had been carrying the entirety of the trip on the table he stat on.

David and Vannie stood parallel to each other, sitting at the same time mostly due to Vannie's intent of copying and learning from what she saw from her partner, her eyed always darting back to him with a soft whirr.

"We've been told you finally decided to merge" Opened Vannie, much to David's dismay. She smugly placed an arm on top of eachother and two fingers on her chin "Would you like to tell us why?"

Ivan looked at her funny, chuckling "This is not interrogation, no?" He questioned, closing his chair to the table.

David breathed deeply and placed a hand between Vannie and the conversation, indirectly telling her to be quiet. "Excuse my android partner. This is… her first negotiation. Although, I must admit I also find myself curious over why would you suddenly change your mind over 2 years of negotiations later"

The man took the question to mind, nodding slowly, biting his lip as he… cleaned his teeth with a finger? "Business not good" He raised his shoulders in defeat "My employee's quit the park and I've been using it for, uh, almost forgot"

He reached into his cabinet case, sliding it open with a creek. They both recoiled a bit, Vannie placing herself over David as her system considered the movement a possible thread to him, a gun? perhaps?. He took out a piece of paper, looking over at the pair with a raised eyebrow

"Slow down people! It's an NDA" he reached both hands up "We're negotiating!"

"Huhhh! Understood." Vannie nodded, sitting back straight, her hands on her lap. David turned to her confused by her sudden change, getting a simple smile in response.

The paper was placed and rotated, slided forwards to David. His eyes darted down at it, readinging in his mind at full before he took a pen from his jacket and signed it at the bottom. Ivan took it back and adjusted his throat.

"The mafia business doesn't make the same money as before. Today's day and age is all about robots" He casually said, sitting back and fiddling his fingers "It's cheaper to be backed up by a big robotics company on the money laundering than actually laundering the money"

Vannie's eyes opened wide "S-sir! You just admitted to a crime??"

Without much time he answered "Yeah, so? NDA. Besides, we got dirt on your manufacturer too… I'm making you choose between perestroika and Nuclear Fallout for our companies"

He had a point, even if the park began as a laundering scheme it was beginning to morph into a legitimate form of business… even if wrongly founded. David scratched his beard "I suppose you want help with your… robots"

He shook his head "That is the least of our problems. After electricity became extremely cheap after the rich deemed it necessary, and the Android Market became saturated because of the same reason, to make and sell androids is extremely easy. I just want people to take care of the park itself."

David opened the briefcase, among the paperwork, Vannie peaked interest in some pictures he had inside… of apparently him and someone else smiling to the camera, she squinted, beginning to analyze by herself as she sat back. He took out some charts and placed them for him.

"İ'm legally obligated to show you how our business is doing, ensure you health coverage over the merge and a vote in the company-"

Ivan spoke over him "All I want is enough income for me to do whatever I want without working, and keeping a stable collection of bots to… play with. You figure it out with your boss whatever that is, the second you break that, I'm out and I give park to another company…" He reached into the cabinet again, taking three sealed letters with logos of rival fembot companies.

"That's… not very business-y, sir" Vannie raised a finger. "Perhaps- "

"Deal" Answered David.

"DEAL!!" Vannie perked up with him.

They then shook hands, Ivan smirking the whole way through. As that happened, the door opened wide, another robot looking exactly the same as Redmi stepped in with a tray of expensive looking food.

"Sssssiiiiir! Food's heeeere~!"

He chuckled, looked over at his clock "Ha! Look at the time, it's already lunch… Finished just in time! Nastarovia my friends!" He laughed as the tray was served on the table.

The intern held her hands together and gleefully celebrated Redmi's return in silence, embarrassing David more.

-

Back on the road, on their way back. David on the wheel with Vannie sitting straight with her seatbelt on a tight hold of her frame. They've been quiet for a while, cut by the occasional sniffing from David. As they were caught inside highway traffic, Vannie saw the opportunity to speak just as they moved a tad forwards.

"You're gay!"

The car stopped harshly, almost crashing into the one in front, cars behind them honked at them, making David turn and nod to try and appease them… He then paid attention to Vannie.

"How the hell do you know that?" he grinded his teeth, holding the wheel with force.

Vannie spoke without shame or fear "The picture in your briefcase!" She pointed to it in the back of the car, speaking fast now "I couldn't help but look at it, once the image was registered in my system I began to analyze it while you spoke with the owner of the park. Maybe a friend, maybe a family member… but it bringed errors in logical context! Why would you bring it around while you work? Why would you even consider such things? Humans are emotional creatures so-"

He stopped her "Okay! okay! Yeah, you assed right… Yes, that's my husband. So what? you were paying attention to that? wasting processing power on figuring out who a guy from a picture was instead of taking notes of what the client said?"

She pretended to adjust her throat "It's called RAM? and… I took notes of the dialogue between the two, it's an important requirement in my mission priorities."

He gave up some slack, leaning forwards "Good! Jesus- Because That guy basically gave up the company for basically nothing. Taking care of one human is easier than an entire team"

"Is that why companies are using more and more androids instead of having to deal with humans?"

That hit him… somewhere, he swallowed saliva and with some hesitation nodded to her "...Yes, basically"

"Oh, interesting" She went to look at the window "I'm still trying to understand things, please excuse me if I make you uncomfortable"

He chuckled, caught by the irony of her comment "You're an intern, isn't that your whole point?"

"Correct!" she agreed "Made to assist"

Talking about assisting… That message he saw in the morning, came back into his mind. As the traffic came into a halt he took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it and handed it over to the bot

"Read the message about the deluxe unit" he ordered, still eyes on the road. Not making the same mistake as her before.

She stared at the phone, going through the notifications on the fly "The automated one?" She questioned "That company project is out of our sector's interest. It isn't efficient"

"Made to assist?" He remarked with irony "Just read the summary for me"

She simulated guilt, quickly clicking the notification and redirecting her to the email page. It was formulated as a letter, A.I. writing had become pretty good at looking formal. Filled with detailed information over The Deluxe unit's activities and performance, ending with a formulated summary of all of it, Vannie stopped and began to read.

"The unit Deluxe seemed to had experienced a blackout of 15 or so minutes shortly after its activation mid… uh, performance. Afterwards, the remote connection with the device was lost for… 12+ hours??? before the unit returned to the recharge station in the early morning, data altered and possible signs of jailbreaking of BabeTec software coding…" Vannie put the phone down "That's, as a human would say, not good"

David seemed unmoved by the news, after all the whole plan was to either flawlessly succeed or to spectacularly fail… yet, the robot came back… it was jailbroken… the code, the sophisticated A.I. chip engineering-

He punched the wheel, honking by accident "God- DAMN IT"

==Chapter 5: Real or fake, A shoulder to rely on==

The door of a lonely dorm room door swings open after the clanking of some keys, struggling for some seconds to finally make out the movement correctly. Part of a two story block of dormitory rooms for the university the friend group attended, Lou was the only one that actually decided to move into the building, his parents being away from the country for the duration of his studies. The room was messy, behind Lou followed Mary, who curiously stepped in after him and quietly scanned the room as he embarrassedly tried to tie up as much as he could.

>BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe model Desig. "Mary"
>Foreign location reached [OUT OF TARGET GROUNDS, RETURN IMMEDIATELY]
>>Override. Administrative orders.
>Seduc.Scn001 engaged.
>>Gathering data. Scanning…

The sexbot's system had defaulted into a preprogrammed seduction scenario, one which would adapt depending on the area brought to her… made with the intention of being use for hookups once the bot is out on the market.

He grabbed little piles of recently cleaned clothes from the edge of the bed and moved them over to one of the two chairs one next to his desk, which on top was his laptop.

"Sorry for the mess, I uh, don't get people coming much" He nervously said in between moving his clothes.

Mary was taken out of her scanning trance as he spoke, looking at him with a null expression until he finished, smiling at the end.

He scratched his cheek "...Right, you're a robot, you don't care"

Her system worried over his tone, detecting signs of shame after analysis. "You can make me care if you want, Lou" She suggested, closing in on him a step or two.

Everything about her was inherently sensual, even if in fact she was unaware of it, it was simply part of how she was designed to act. The way she spoke, her tone and speech choice sent shivers down his spine into… well, down. He jolted back a bit, his face reddering as the bot of course noticed, her smile turning into a smirk.

"O-okay, let's slow down a bit… I'm supposed to be busy tonight" He said nervously, his face looking down in shame.

Mary tilted her head, her hair falling over her to cover one eye as her glassy eyes looked deep into him, her system gathering every mili-second of data from his reactions, as if her A.I. was expecting him to throw himself at her.

"You don't want to do it?" She cutely asked, her eyes moving over to the bed that took up most of the already small room. Her HUD making a tri-dimensional figure out of it

>Scanning…
>>Matrimonial bed. Sufficient for Unit's frame and Ncknm[Lou].
>>>Risk of repeated damage to CPU [MissionaryPsT]: 0.03%
>Engage? Y/N

She fluttered her eyelashes, looking at Lou again now with a more smug "I won't crash like before~" She whispered sensually.

Lou swallowed, what was up with her now? It was as if she was digging through his thoughts- he looked up, his eyes crossing and staying on her breasts for some seconds before going up and meeting her camera like eyes. He smiled at her but decided to shake his head

"No… I need to work"

>Disengaging…

The bot's sexual program stepped suddenly and completely in a matter of secons, making Mary blink deeply before she chirped back "Okie!~" and went out this cornered strategy from Lou, walking over the room to pick up more clothes and trash around the room.

Lou sighed in relief, the fact that she was a robot at least meant she did what she was told… He wiped his face, and looked how she just randomly began cleaning up his place out of the blue. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate it, but he didn't exactly asked her to do it either. He struggled but he finally spat out.

"W-what are you doing?"

The bot stopped with some clothes still on her arms, turning to him as she seemed to be pressing her bust up to the laundry "Assisting you in organizing" She then went straight back to organizing "I assess that if I assist you in tidying up the place you'll have time to have sex with me afterwards!" She casually layed out, gleeful as she could.

Lou took the action… as well as he could, giving her a slight nod as he opened up his laptop and sat in front of it. His mind racing again- Is he that obvious or is she that advanced? he thought, being unable to concentrate on code writing anyways…

-

The door of an apartment swung open, its door at a lower level than the rest of the flooring, from the door stepped in Chris, and next to the door she placed a scarf she wore on her way back, she left out a sigh, signaling relief after a long walk.

"Chris?? Home already? Remember the shoes!" a voice called out, the voice of her brother, from the hallway in between the spacious kitchen and living room with windows.

Chris was halfway to place a foot on the wooden floor step, stopping halfway through as she took them off without hands, letting them fall around the square step area and continuing on "Yes, I didn't forget!" She groaned.

She held her bag close, making her way through the living room and kitchen, checking both sides first to find them lonely entering the hallway. 4 doors, 2 rooms for each brother, the matrimonial room for the parents and a shared bathroom.

"Mom and Dad?" She asked her brother.

"Out for work, Something about the company. They left frozen food"

"Ugh, that sucks…"

Halfway through she took off her bag and threw it into her bedroom, falling perfectly on a puff bag sustaining the fall. She then pivoted into the opposite room, her brother's, seeing him sitting on his expensive computer, on that chair you would know from youtubers and streamers with half a headset on.

Their rooms were thematically and colored opposites. Her room was filled with cold and soft colors, while his was mostly lit by neon lights, he really dug into the streamer aesthetic… even if he didn't do those things. Her bed filled with an extensive collection of plushies she had gathered from childhood to now, organized by size over a mostly tied bed, while his was just a black thick robe, not even bothered to be tied up.

She creeped behind him, trying to discern what he was looking up on his screen, leaning over the top of his chair.

"Sigh, what are you up to?" She asked, eyes on the screen. It seemed to be a stream of one of those popular girls you'd see on social media doing cute dances… only that it was empty, yet, still Live.

He turned and looked at her "Oh, yeah. That girl I told you about? The one people were saying was a BabeTec robot? Dude, it totally was, she finally crashed on camera today"

She scoffed at him "You sure she isn't just trolling you guys?" She suggested. "Or maybe people nowadays can't just see a girl without thinking she's a robot-"

He shook his head "Nah nah, look" He moved his mouse back to the video, about 25 minutes or so, and hit play.

The video was a front frame of a girl with a skimpy white dress and violet painted hair, her rather small bust present on the entirety of the frame as she seemed to be putting on makeup.

"Look look…" Her brother pointed, and suddenly a donation popped up.

The girl perked up, smiling at the camera "Aw, thank you Dantheman for the donation!! that's so cool…" she then leaned forwards to read the comment off her screen " 'Hey, you know about those rumors of you being a robot Yeah! they are so silly! but hey, the fandom does what it does right? 'I can only say bAb-T-0616'..." and suddenly, her smiley expression froze, her mic picking up a computerized buzz as she then began to erratically blink.

"Oh shit." Chris uttered, closing in.

"I KNOW right??" he plastered his hands forwards "The bastard made her read out a termination code!"

The girl's face then began to twitch, until a pop was heard making her head slap to the side, smoke rising from her ear… before falling over below the camera's reach.

Chris held her mouth "That's, oh my god- I mean…"

"Hah! I told you! She was a fucking robot!" He quipped, moving his chair over "So she's coming to the market too! Maybe if we ask mom and dad-"

She interrupted him "Tom you know how they feel about robots. I mean, that's what their whole business is about, remember? A business run by people?" She raised her arms up in frustration "What example would it give if they had one in the house?"

He groaned and nodded, accepting she was right "Yeah, but you want one too! You're studying coding for fucks sake. How the hell are you doing your thesis?" He frustratingly complained.

She was about to tell him about Mary- but decided not to, perhaps bringing more witnesses to their borderline corporate stealing might not be the best of ideas. She then thought about his excuses "You just want a sexbot… admit it"

He dismissed her, waving his hand back and going back to his PC. She raised her shoulder and left for her room… On her way to her own room she stopped herself, clicking her tongue and leaning on the doorframe of her brother's.

"Wanna eat then? I'll cook" she offered, trying to make it up for him. His brother had been wanting to have a robot in the house for years now, more for the interest over their nature than something else, yet she saw in him that same fascination with them as she had. "I'll work after that"

His brother took off his headset and turned to her "...Sure, whatever"

"That's the spirit!"

-

A door to a modest house in a neighborhood swinged open as the sounds of a public bust hissed away, coming in, Jim. He could hear the static muffled sounds of the television through the door, the lights were off, only by the blue light of the television in the living room at the left of the entrance could he make his way through the space.

College titles and awards hung over the walls to the name of Jim's father, some pictures of Jim growing up with both parents, as he got older only his dad was in frame. The place was a mess, filled with bent tin cans of beer sparced all around his father's chair, snoring away as the TV ranted about some meaningless game show putting A.I. to the test.

He glanced over to the chair and breathed deeply. He took off his bag and placed it on the marble island of the kitchen, walking over to him tiredly. His father wore nothing but a wife beater and ripped shorts, besides having a balding head, his complexion and face looked similar to Jim's.

Jim shook his arm "Dad, I'm home" He said steadily, looking over to the small table next to him to see an empty plate of food tied up but unclean "You managed to make food with the C-ook?" he commented, referring to an old cooking device he modded for him to feed himself by cooking for him.

His father was startled, his tired eyes blinking open as he let out that fatherly cough. He sniffed and wiped his eyes to help himself wake up. "Oh, you're back." He groaned, glancing over the kitchen "Huh-huh, but it broke down afterwards… told you it was a lousy job"

He stood there and took the insult, not affecting him in the slightless "How long have you been sleeping?" He went back to questioning

The man pulled up his wrist clock and read the hour " 'Bout 4 hours?" he guessed, squinting at the clock.

"You must be hungry again." He guessed back, an eyebrow raised "Guess I'll cook myself…"

His father roared "Don't patronize me! You're the one that doesn't know how to fix that thing!"

"it's the third time it has happened" He pointed out, calmly, he wanted anything but to put himself on his level. "Besides, I have to be out and work on my classes most of the day"

He scoffed, going back to looking at the TV, gathering his hands on his rest and sighing "You're wasting your time in that… wasting money"

"I'm on a scholarship"

"They are not going to need engineers in the future! probably they are already making an A.I. to make the job" He mumbled his way through his words "It happened to me! Damn it! What's the point of being an accountant in the age of supercomputers??"

"..." Jim just stared blankly at him, trying to come up with a way to tell him wrong, but yet, it wasn't that he couldn't, it was that he didn't even know. "...Whatever dude, look, turn the lights on, it's like 10 cents an hour anyways." He then went over the switches and slapped them on, dirty dish in hand, he went to the kitchen and allowed it to fall alongside the other dirty dishes piled up in the double sided dishwasher.

"I can't believe you wanna make those things" His father groaned, staring mindlessly at the screen, yet another news channel talking about A.I. "No partner, no money. Ensuring that more and more people will end up like you as well."

Jim stared in silence down at the back of his father's chair for some time, thoughts and curses coming his way to call him off… but he didn't, again. He stormed off to his room, slamming his hand on the lights.

A space organized and quiet from the rest of the house, spacious in comparison. Tied bed, a paper laid out on a work table beside the door with some drawings of designs and libraries next to the windows. He closed the door behind him, and pressed his back against it… his mind filling up with thoughts on what his father said, slowly making his knees falter and making him slide down to the floor. His throat itchy, and his eyes feeling heavy he realized that he was part of the problem.

Before he knew it, he was crying to himself on the floor, quietly and angrily at that. He pressed his teeth and knuckles, covering himself with his own body.

-

With two fingers, Lou opened an instant noodles cup and after pouring the suspicious dusts and dry meats into it, he began pouring boiling water from the heater next to his PC. He then placed it back on the table and covered it up again.

Mary inspected the process closely, they had finished cleaning up the place about 10 minutes ago and Lou was just trying to concentrate on his coding… looking for a way to translate it for their thesis.

"You will eat that?" Mary asked, pointing her index at the cup, curling her lips.

Louie nodded, smiling at the bot "Yup! It's cheap and I'm not that hungry" He explained, he seemed to be getting used to her being around.

The robot's HUD focused on the cup itself highlighting the ingredients written at the side of the cup as her database expanded through internet searches.

>Analysis…
>>[Important] Possible health hazard

"It is quite unhealthy" She remarked, turning to him "If you consume this, it will make your cum taste like–"

"Dude! I don't wanna know that!" He groaned and covered his mouth, trying to shake the thought "Ugh- You are always thinking about sex-"

The bot tilted her head like a dog, Louie had began to catch on of this trait… perhaps babetec wasn't as creative with their programming as he thought. He sighed, what was he expecting anyways? from a sexbot? He shook his head and lowered his tone.

"Okay okay sorry… I guess it's just how you are." He glanced at the instant rament cup "I just- never thought about having a relationship of that type"

Mary closed in, her smile coming back "Am I your first time~" she teased.

"N-no! I dated Chris once…" He argued, his face turning red again "We decided to stay friends instead"

"Okay!"

He was struggling to keep up a conversation with her to begin with, and Mary's system was having a field day due to it, becoming softer and more delicate to roll him into where she wanted him to be.

She closed in slowly, a soft smile on her as her eyelids half closed into a passionate expression. Louie stood still, letting it happen as their lips met, the rubbery moist texture against his dry lips caused a shiver down his spine as they shared a kiss. It was way too much for him, moving his body to hold Mary closer by the hip and back, her bust pressing against his as her chair bended forwards until she finally stood up from it.

She breaks the kiss, and with a breathy voice and her arms wrapping around his neck she asks "Is this better to your liking?"

Louie looked up to her, enamored by her formulated expression, simply nodding. Before he knew it, they were laying in bed one next to the other, just as she had planned.

She was giggling, as she had already won. He looked back at her, pressing a hand on the sheets… In the back of his head he understood he was still in control, yet his curiosity to experience such pleasure again cut the words out of his throat. Before he knew it, he was pinned down, Mary now sitting atop his crotch and staring him down as she accommodated her hair back… She was perhaps heavier than she assumed.

"W-wait!" Louie mumbled, raising his hands to halt her. "I, uh, eh, I kinda want to have a robot girlfriend okay?? I find the relationship aspect hot?? And uhhh, I guess it would make it hotter if you acted as my girlfriend?"

Mary blinked twice and was taken aback, even through her silicone expression he could tell that did a 180° in her order of priorities- Yet she buzzed internally, he could feel it for obvious reasons. He anticipated her response, raising an eyebrow as his mouth formed an agape smile

"Okay honey!" She perked back after a quarter of a minute, leaning into his body and kissing his lips softly, staying in there for some seconds "...As your girlfriend, by definition found onlineeee~"

Oh no, he thought, the robot is looking up how to act based on google searches?!

"...A relationship is of a two parted pleasure giving correct?~ How about you…" Her eyes looked down at her legs, a hand moving underneath her skirt just to love her panties yet again- "You pleasure me this time?"

Louie swallowed, his eyes dilating as Mary stepped off of him to take off her panties, leaving them on the floor as her eyes looked back up at him with that half closed eyes smirk- It was eerie to him how much she understood about how he felt.

"By your heart rate, I can tell you're anxious!" She clapped climbing back up to bed on her knees, over Louie. "Must be your first time, right honey?"

He nodded, without real shame… the thought that perhaps he should've stayed quiet crossed his mind yet- if an underpaid programmer placed that inside of her must've been because of something and– what the hell was he even saying in his head anymore?? His train of thought was out of the goddamn window.

"Wait wait, how do I do this??" Louie asked "Do I have to-"

"Breathe through your nose!" She announced before closing in over his head and essentially sitting on his head- placed just over his mouth to allow his nose space to breathe, mathematically calculated for that. She stared down, smiling sweetly on each side of his head.

Louie's eyes closed harshly, trying to focus on simply- licking… it was wet and messy, warm and soft, layers upon layers he imagined- yet something different. She responded accordingly, as anyone would from a real girl, slight twitching, soft moans and all.

"Ohh~ Yes! You're so good!"

He was in reality doing barely anything, all of her responses were purely pre-programmed to generate a response of further excitement… If you really think about it, what is the point of programming a realistic orgasm process for a bot if a voice line imitating the process is enough to entice…

"You make me feel– oh!" She went on, holding her bust and biting her lower lip.

He began to get more into it, his arms taking her legs as support to push himself slightly deeper to feel a hole- He scraped the corners with his tongue, the moisture starting to intensify more, until he roughly brought his arms into her sides in one strike that made her jump. He continued savoring her sex, and as her moans and excited movements began to grow silent, he felt… something else.

What he thought was lubricant coming from the depths of her vagina was… hot, and it was different in taste-. It was pushed down with a mechanized sound that came from inside her, making him open his eyes to see Mary stare forwards vacantly, not a single thought to be found in her face.

Seconds before the clock in the screen of Louie's phone changed to 7:00 o'clock, and as if it was clockwork Mary uttered in a monotone voice.

"Scheduled tank release sequence triggered."

His eyes opened up and using the strength hidden within every fiber of his body, he pushed Mary away from above him and ran to the bathroom in front of the bed. It took 4.05 seconds for Mary's system to reactivate and go back to normal, yet it was midway about to fall and hit the floor, extending her arms to her sides to give herself balance to sit back on the bed, making the robot miss another painstaking system crash due to her hardware

"Oop! Like, that was close!" She looked down "Louie?" She turned to the bathroom door behind her, detecting him right away "are you feeling okay?"

He was hunched over, face inside the toilet bowl vomiting his soul out, the groans and soft cries echoing inside the bowl as the remains of food and… other substances… splashed the water at the bottom.

"W-what the hell-?" He arched himself, coughing in between "What the fuck was that??"

"The daily tank release" she explained as if no wrong had been done, her usual smile perking slightly back as she held herself "I assume I have been away from my recharge pad long enough, I am suppose to be in storage at this time as stated in my mission parameters"

He continued, throwing everything out before weeping a bit "Couldn't you tell us you had that before?? What the fuc-" He thrashed his head back into the bowl

Mary innocently walked over to him and kneeled next to him, patting his back and helping him through the ordeal the best way she could-

-

Spaghetti slatted on two bowls, red sauce oozing and leaving a trail of hot smoke above it as the edge of the place was hit by the fulcrum of the serving spoon, making sure the last drops of serving fell down. Chris, wearing a ponytail and cooking gloves closed in on the plates and breathed in the smell of her own creation.

"Aw yeah, that's the good stuff…" She proudly remarked.

Although the kitchen's order was sacrificed by her desire to cook, ignoring the frozen food left by them previously, at least the end result was worth it. A cutting board with spare sides of tomatoes and onion cuts, dirty spoons and forks, splashed water- she'll figure out how to clean it later she thought. She took both plates in each hand and brought them to the big family table next to the kitchen counter. With two hands on her sides and a smirk she yelled

"TOMMY!! DINNER'S READY!"

After a few seconds out came his brother "No need to act like mom" He remarked, puffing and shaking his head.

Chris joined him in, sitting opposite of him next to her tablet. She looked at her brother with a smirk "I always wanted to do that though…"

"Yeah yeah." He coughed, finally digging in "...It's good"

"Of course it's good." She chuckled, her eyes on the tabled as she tapped away something. Her brother looked up, the room falling silent for an awkward amount of time, cut only by the sound of the tablet's glass being hit by Chris' index.

Tommy caughed, sounding dry. That seemed to catch her attention back, clicking the button atop of her tablet as she began eating with him properly now.

"Have you been taking your meds"

He interestedly nodded "It's hard to forget not taking them" He swallowed. He didn't want to cut the conversation with his sister short "So- when are you telling mom and dad"

"Tell them what"

"You know, that you wanna make robots"

Chris rolled her eyes, stretching back on the chair as she allowed the fork to lay on the plate. It wasn't the first time she had gotten that question "I don't exactly wanna make robots. I wanna make A.I.'s" she corrected, gesturing with her hands.

"What's the difference?" He laughed "They're putting them on them anyways"

She slurped a big rolled strand of spaghetti and swallowed, taking her back as the food appeared to make her choke a bit, tapping her upper chest. She then looked over the table to a napkin holder, closing it in between them. She took in one hand the holder and in the other the napkins

"An I.A. gives a mind to a robot. But a robot is a robot, it can be on its own" She placed the holder down and then showed the napkins "But of course, the A.I. can exist on its own, without a body- well, sure, it needs to be somewhere, it can even be at multiple places at once but the code.. that's what I wanna make. An artificial mind that can formulate systems, administrate wealth, solve mathematical problems, create vaccines…" She then placed the napkins back.

His brother nodded slowly, muttering an "Huh-huh" as he went back to eating. Halfway through he just stopped, and looked over at the window "Must of the stuff you said are kind-of far off still"

She seemed to get eagered by his comment "Not after me it won't!"

He laughed "Still tho" he clicked his tongue, and laid on the table, resting his head in between his arms by the edge letting out a sigh "You don't have to do it for me"

She tilted her head, being almost done with her plate she pushed it, and leaned over by her waist "I liked A.I. 's before you got sick dumb dumb. I see it as more of a bonus"

He peeked back up and scoffed, laying back down, much to his sister's dismay.

"Hey! I'm being serious here!" She complained sitting back normally and crossing her arms

He returned to a normal posture with a wide grin on his face, laughing to himself "Whatever dude" He finally said with a dismissive hand movement. He stood up and sat down on the couch a couple steps back into the sala, he snapped his fingers towards the space in between the libraries in front of him, being caught by a small device laid on it which turned on to display the screen of a television.

The plates were empty, Chris took both the plates back and placed them on the kitchen sink without much care, clanking among themselves as they touched the bottom. His brother had already begun passing by channels dismissively with the controller in hand, lying his side on the arm rest.

As Chris walked to him and eventually sat next to him she asked “Want me to close the window for you?”

He shook his head “See, this is why we need a ‘bot around the house, do the stuff you do”

She rolled her eyes “You could always just do them yourself you know” She said with a breathy voice, moving her hair to the side and taking comfort in the couch.

In front of them they passed through channels upon channels of garbage cable paid TV that in the current day and age had become a compilation of cheaper reruns of streaming subscriptions. There had been a social yearning for the days of cable programming simply giving you something random to watch at a determined hour, although random at the time, and perhaps even repetitive if all you did was watch TV: the newer types had of course, an integrated A.I. which would measure how long one would watch a show or a movie for and feed a similar programming after the last one ended… This wasn’t new technology, their parents and grandparents had seen the dawn of this form of fed entertainment in social media before even choosing what we wanted to enjoy became too much of a hassle for us as a species.

As the channels passed, Chris caught a glimpse of a news report announcing something related to BabeTec, making her instinctively stop her brother from jumping through channels “Wait, I wanna hear this” she said, placing a hand on the controller by his thigh.

He dismissively raised his shoulders up and crossed his arms. The TV showed your typical news anchor, news indicating a potential merging between notable tech giant BabeTec and shady private park Jonathanland.

“According to official statements from BabeTecUS, this merging would be the start of a bigger company effort to further incorporate BabeTec products into the public, a daring strategy in the rising battle between android companies.”

Tom scoffed at the TV “What now? Will we have to see their robot’s asses while we close our eyes too?”

The anchor continued “Talks of a unit wide upgrade has also been teased by the tech giant, which will be reportedly be coming over with her next model by the end of the year”

“...Mary?” She muttered to herself, leaning in closer, accidentally saying it loud enough for her brother to hear her speak.

“What?” Tom turned to his sister

Chris stood up from the couch "wait, I gotta check something- We'll talk later though!"

She ran off into her room, quickly taking the laptop she had taken to school and previously plugged Mary into to reboot her. Popping the velcro of her side bag, she took the laptop and placed it on the white table in front of the bed, turning it on again.

"Is everything okay??" Asked Tom from the sala, his eyes still darted on the TV as he leaded sideways to ask

"Yeah! It's whatever" She dismissed, logging into her PC. Fortunately for her, she had saved a log of Mary's system since she connected to her… nothing too complex, files about her core system performance, saved profiles, etc… but there was something else.

Normally, undercover androids would have a wireless gateway with say their company or a computer where to feed orders, dialogue files or written commands remotely… Mary had two of them. Chris raised an eyebrow at this, maybe another company got their hands on her design at the time of being assembled and is actively trying to invade their software…?

That wouldn't be possible either, as she had checked for more information, it was a sort of special code only her unit had, which connected with an additional device, would solely feed the data gathered to something else…

"Ain't that something" she said to herself. She reached into her pocket, taking her phone in hand and writing her findings to the rest of the guys.

-

Jim's phone sat on his room's table, alongside the messy sketches of mechanisms only really explainable by Jim's mouth. The door to the living room was left open, he had been working in the kitchen on the broken device he had made which would automatically cook, akin to a 3D printer, mechanical hands and all.

His father sat on the table near the kitchen, reading something on his phone, glasses on. The butt of a cigar pressed against his lips as smoke flew up to the lightbulb above him. Jim would occasionally look his way, maybe checking if he would reciprocate the look of his son working on something by himself. After scrubbing the surface of the frame with a half wet towel, he adjusted his throat, surrounding him to sit in front of him.

"You placed the stuff in the fridge in the wrong place. The machine took the things in the wrong order and ended up malfunctioning" He tries to explain, tired "...I'll leave some papers with the places where to put the groceries"

His dad takes the cigar out of his lips and without even taking his eyes off his phone "Why don't you just put like an A.I. or something so it knows what it is looking at instead of relying on placement?"

"Because first, I don't know how to make an A.I. and second of all, because at that point why don't we just get you an android to cook for you…?" he genuinely asked, leaning into the table.

"I'm not putting one of those things in my house" He shook his head "...At that point why don't we get ourselves an android to mouth feed us?" he mocked.

"..." Jim refused to elaborate more on the conversation, rather rolling his eyes and letting out a sigh "You could always learn how to cook for yourself, you know?"

His father curled his lips and said, "You know what, you have a point."

"There you go." he celebrated, congratulating him "You don't need me anymore then. Can I move to campus so I can focus on my career?"

"Why do you want to make androids so much?"

"I don't know? They make money? it's what brings food to the table as an engineer nowadays?" he threw out, holding his head. Jim clicked his tongue in frustration "Whatever man" He stood up from his chair and walked angrily to his room

"Wait" his father said, his voice sounding calmer than before. Jim turned around halfway across the doorframe of his room, leaning on it as he looked his way. His father swallowed his ego and rested and breathed out "Thank you for fixing it" He pointed to the kitchen device "Really, I mean it. I wouldn't able to cook without it"

Jim's eyes shifted side to side, pressing against his cheeks as he gave a small nod, his hands drifting off their grip of the frame as he moved out back to his room, closing the door behind him.

He breathed deeply in, and deeply out, shaking off the conversation he had with his dad a few minutes ago as he returned to a more comfortable and usual annoyed expression. He took his phone from the table and saw as the only notification a text from Chris sent around 10 minutes ago. It was inside of a groupchat of her, him and Louie she made a while back.

"Louie? Is Mary with you? Call me" was all that was written.

Jim raised an eyebrow at this, going off on private messages to ask what was going on. As soon as he even began writing down something to send to her, she called him, taking over the screen between hanging up and answering. He brought the phone next to his ear

"Yeah? Chris, what is going on?" He said, his eyes drifting off into the upper part of the wall in front of him.

On the other side, Christ leaned against the table, still in street clothes as her head was dug in front of her laptop's screen "Uh, yeah. I found a second way of information transfer on Mary's A.I., I have no idea what it is and it has been freaking me out. It has something to do with maybe the feds, or worse. BabeTec is meeting up with some sketchy people so-"

"A second way?" he interrupted, now actively walking back and forth in his room "Goddamn it… It may be a mistake on their part, remember Mary's supposed to be a prototype so perhaps…" He stopped, speaking and walking.

Chris groaned as he stopped talking "Perhaps what?! Stop it with the fucking mistery Jim!"

"Perhaps it is being fed to the high ups at the company first" His voice shifted to something more somber "Is Louie answering?"

"Not at all- Dude, Mary has our faces! If she connects to anything while we're out we're screwed" She bit her nails "I'll text you in a bit- I gotta reach Louie now"

"Same." His eyebrows perked up, hanging up and immediately going into his friend's contact, bombarding him with messages.

*

In Louie's room the lights were already shut off, all of them but the glow of his Laptop, placed at the corner edge of his bed to act as a TV screen. There were the sounds of a movie playing from it, rumbling of sheets and of course, the eventual whirring coming from Mary from time to time. Next to his bed, a half empty 1.5 Liter water bottle and drops of water fell close to it… it was opened not long ago.

His phone vibrated on the bed with each new message, moving bit by bit before it came off the edge and fell to the ground.

"Honey, your phone fell off." Mary said sweetly and quietly, petting Louie's head as he used Mary's body essentially as his bed, and her bust as his pillow. He groaned, still dizzy from throwing up, his eyes forcefully closed as his face was half deep in between her synthetic bags. And she was simply looking forwards happily to the screen of the laptop at the edge.

Louie moved his face to the other side, a hand of his moving up to take hold of her right breast "...It's okay i'll grab it in the morning."

"Got it, honey."

She had suggested he do something couple-ey, and being out of options and being so late at night he decided to simply put on a movie for the both of them to watch. His streaming subscriptions expired and downloading a movie with the dormitory wi-fi would have taken him way too long… so he opted to watch the only movie left in the cache of his laptop: Mamma Mia from 2008.

He had in mind explaining the complexities and enjoyment out of analyzing a movie with his robotic girlfriend since the idea of a robot girlfriend came to his mind, but he now was still struck with headaches and disgust and was unable to even look at the screen, feeling guilty with himself.

He wrapped his arms around her, as best as he could being on top of her. Ear pressed upon her synthskin he could even hear the rumbling of her core… "This date sucks, I'm sorry-" he lamented.

The bot giggled, giving him a glance down "Don't apologize, honey! I am having fun and all! It's my first date ever" she chirped, returning the hug. "Do you feel any better?"

He sighed "...yeah?"

"I am like, glad"

The movie went on, ABBA music blasting off the speaker of the laptop. She looked almost hypnotized by the film, as he noticed, jumping off from her and laying now next to her with his hands together over his chest.

Mary looked over to him, smiling. Her camera lenses beyond the irises of her eyes focusing on him for a bit, supporting her head with a hand and laying on her side, pressing with his body

"So… Did you say you wanted to explain to me how to watch movies?" She asked, almost sounding as if she was flirting.

Louie nodded "Yeah, but- I think you get it, right? it's not a really complex movie"

Mary brought her free hand to her inner lip and looked upwards, as if she was thinking "Mamma mia is a 2008 jukebox musical romantic comedy film directed by Phyllida Lloyd and written by Catherine Joh-"

He laughed a bit "No no, you're saying what it is, not what it is." he pointed out, signaling with his hand to the screen and giving her a smirk "It's about a girl wanting to fulfill her mental image of a perfect wedding, thinking that uh, inviting her father will magically make everything about living with a single mother her entire life make sense now." He explained casually. "The entire movie is about her realizing that her mother filled both roles and that she should be thankful- Even if it gets lost in the whole… musical thing, it's about accepting that abnormal is also good"

"But-" Mary intervened "It is imperfect? how can it be good then? She wants something a certain way so… why can't she just have it?"

He raised his hands up "I dunno? It's not about what she wants I guess! It's about what she already has and how she should feel about it?"

Mary blinked rapidly, a buzz coming from within her, catching his attention "What does Greece have to do with that?" She asked

"Absolutely nothing."

*

Louie was fast asleep, tucked in by Mary carefully as he was completely out. The movie was ending, and Mary was at the edge of the bed, laptop on top of her wide hips as she stared at the screen, no eyes on her, meaning there was no need to maintain a friendly and or even human expression on her. Her fair fell besides her shoulders and one side of her hair covered one of her eyes, but that did nothing to hinder the machine's eye-like cameras.

Her system recorded the film, down to the last minute, and as the movie came to a close she closed the laptop on itself and left herself in complete darkness, with no one to interact with.

-BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary"
- [Date_event] complete.
-No remaining orders. Primary objective unavailable.
- Data flow added to A.I. adaptive personality module
-Warning: Unit's location out of mission parameters [Override: Administrator's order]
-Current time: 11:59

Mary turned around to watch Louie sleep, being an action her system was unable to do while online, there was a level of curiosity by her A.I., replicating the pose and akin facial expression for further use… until a sudden shift in Mary's systems made her blink, shift pose to a straight back and stand up.

- Remote directive received from unknown source. Current priorities saved but overwritten
- NEW TASK: Return to the recharge station and upload gathered data to the Manufacturer.

The machine turned around, moving over to the only exit in the entire room, being locked. Without missing a beat, the busty girl checked her memory banks and quickly retrieved the last recorded location of the door key being in the laptop table, smoothly and efficiently grabbing it with two fingers, placing it on the keyhole, twisting it and opening it. She simply left the key still in, being unnecessary for her task at hand and leaving from the door. Guiding herself only by her system implemented GSP to return to her recharge pad.

Louie kept sleeping through all of this, his body even facing away from her robotical partner leaving out of the blue.

==Chapter 6: Scotty doesnt know ==
It was the start of the new year. The nationwide hangover experienced after the celebration was palpable in the streets, everywhere but one of the last patches of green in the otherwise metropolis, a 4 square kilometer wide part inside a residential area. Mostly empty all year round, but for the usual families and young teens hanging around for the vacations.

Among them, with a transparent grocery bag swinging as he lazily walked upon the concrete sidewalk between the street and the grass. Eddie was your typical regular joe, moving over from the west coast to the city with his brother no less than a couple of months back, he was up and at it early to bring some medicine for stock after the night of drinking he and his brother endured beforehand. He wore nothing but a waterproof jacket, shorts, a shirt underneath and sandals with socks, if it wasn't for climate change moving the seasons around, he would be freezing.

The morning hit him pretty hard, struggling to keep his eyes awake and pressing his hand on his face and breathing out tired. To catch a breather, Eddie walked upon one of those park benches, sitting down and resting back as far as he could until he heard a pop inside. The satisfaction of that sound made him unquestionably smile to himself, laying back down. As he did someone sat next to him, even with eyes closed he felt the shadow cast on him covering the sun.

"You need to go see a chiropractor" A female voice said to him, she'd been staring.

He half opened an eye and looked over at her, raising his cheek to cover the sunlight from hitting him completely "Oh- No, I slept half on the couch and half on the floor due to new years" he shook his head, chuckling a bit "Gotta bring my posture back somehow…"

"I see~" She curiously teases, tilting her head up as he looks at him.

She was a woman around his age, mid twenties. She had short boyish black hair, and wore a purple sports sweater with light clothes underneath. She seemed from around the area wearing all easy to change clothes… maybe just a juggler from the neighborhood.

He humored her "Why, you know a chiropractor around here?" He chuckled

"No" She simply answered "But you should go to one, it's good for your health" She sounds genuent, even if a little vague. She sat back and looked down at his bag, placed in between them "What are the pills for?"

"You make a lot of comments, you know that?" Eddie teased, moving inside the plastic bag and taking a little pill case out to show "Headaches, my brother told me they help with hangovers"

"So you drink?" She asked again, "Interesting…"

He licked his tongue, the line of questioning continues "Well, yes. You?"

"I have never drank in my entire life!" She proudly says with a smirk, crossing her arms trying to look cool, making Eddie laugh "I'm Amy" She offered her hand to shake.

He takes it firmly "Edward. Just call me Eddie, Edward is too formal" As he broke the handshake, he layed back contrary to her "Shouldn't you be running?"

She curls her lips "I'm catching my breath" she simply stated… he looked at her up and down, not even a single drop of sweat on her "I'm all about exercise, but sometimes I like to sit down and look at the people. Feels right"

He nodded, joining her as they both looked into the people walking around the park, a smile growing on both of their faces. He felt weirdly at peace in that moment, the air feeling lighter and his breathing slowed, even the uncomfort of the shitty bench he sat on could be ignored easily.

"You live around here, right?"

"Yes!" She nodded, punching his arm out of the blue playfully "Am I really that easy to read? My place is over there" She pointed behind her back with her thumb, smiling his way.

He chuckled, raising his hands up "Woah, I wasn't going to ask you where- But, yeah…"

After some pause in silence, Amy went ahead and stood up from the bench "Well, it was nice meeting you Eddie. I'mma get my pulse up now!"

He nodded, holding back the urge to ask her to stay a bit more. He stood up with her "Wait, uh, it was nice talking with you too. Do you come here often?"

"Oh yeah! Everyday from 12 to 2 I go out."

He crossed his arms and lightly leaned back and forth, thinking about his hours "Well, you gave me a good vibe. Maybe we can go on a job together sometime?"

Amy's face went into surprise "Are you asking me out?" she brought a finger to her chin, eyebrows raised.

Eddie looked side to side comically and nodded, raising his shoulders and letting them down right after "Yeah, screw it, I'm asking you out" he laughed.

Amy stood silent for a few seconds "But I've never really…" she said under her breath, before her smile returned "Okay. Let's meet tomorrow, but I really need to get my jog going now okay??" She insisted, half turning around to begin moving… winking his way and chuckling. As she ran off, she'd turn around and wave goodbye.

He found her cute, and he had just asked her out randomly and it worked out. He stood there, waving back with a half smile, still surprised it all went down as he wanted. He looked down at the bag of medicine, and then back up. He had to get a move on as well back home, but now he wasn't even tired anymore.

Coming back from a few blocks away and opening the apartment door he found his brother sitting on an old wooden table checking his phone, clearly hungover with deep long eyebags and an uncared for beard. He was still wearing the clothes from last night. His dog Riley, whom was this big golden retriever, happily rushed towards Eddie, jumping atop of him as he made himself home.

"Oh hi. Good morning- Back already?"

Eddie remained quiet, closing and locking the door, placing his jacket on the hanger and placing the pills on the table with an expressionless face. He stood there, looking down at his brother making him guess. The dog walked next to the brother and stare at Eddie as if it was listening as well.

His brother looked up at him and then at the back, snatching it and letting the meds fall on the table "Nice, you want some?" He asked again shaking the container, getting no response "Yo dude, talk"

"I got a date."

*

The very next day at the same hour they met, Eddie sat on that same bench, even at the same side. He wore his best looking casual clothes, a buttoned up blue squared shirt and jeans- holding in his hand a flower he found on his way there in a green area, a dandelion. He was becoming nervous, checking his wrist watch as the time passed by and she didn't pop out. He signed, clicking his tongue frustrated, although what did he expect? he randomly asked her out, it was improbable she'd even remember.

Just as he was losing hope, from his left he saw her jogging towards him, her eyes opening up as she crossed his. "Eddie??" She asked, covering the sunlight with her palm and closing the distance"

"Oh you remembered my name" he laughed, going in for a hug, reciprocated by her

"I honestly thought you'd forget about asking me out- But it's so nice to see you here!" She chirped happily, holding his hand all of the sudden.

Eddie's face turned red as her hand grabbed his, yet he kept his cool on his expression and nodded "I-I wouldn't forget a girl I asked out! I live close by so It wasn't difficult to find you"

She began walking forwards while holding his hand, essentially guiding him on her path

"I can tell, were you there for long??" She worriedly asked, turning to face him "I'm so sorry- I tend to take my time on these walks."

"Oh no! It's fine. Is it good to be under the sun for a bit? get that vitamin C…" He joked, he then looked down at the dandelion on his hand and raised it up to her eye level "Have you ever seen one of these? watch this" He blew on it, the little petals flying off in the direction of the air.

She scoffed at him "Of course I've seen it! That's how it reproduces"

He shook his head "Not that! have some patience" With the remaining body of the dandelion he surprised Amy by putting it on his tongue and after some mouth movements he'd pull his tongue out and on it was that same flower stick in the shape of a pretzel.

He'd proudly take it with two fingers on one end and show it off to Amy.

"No way! what?!" she'd say in awe, grabbing it and looking at it closer "How did you do that??"

He'd laugh, finding her reacting rather cute "It's an old trick, don't really know how to explain it. Most people find it lame so…"

"They find it lame?? Oh… So should I find it lame because it looks impressive to me" She'd respond, still distracted by the stick-pretzel

He would have to grab her by the shoulders delicately as she began walking while facing down, almost bumping into a walking person "Uh- I mean, you can think whatever you want man. I actually don't know why I did that-"

He regretted doing that to begin with, what kind of date opens up with such a lame trick? Even if she found it interesting, he had to admit it was a weird opener.

Amy held the little thing in one hand and pocketed it carefully on her tight jean's zipper pockets "I'm definitely keeping it now-" She looked at him, pointing a finger at him playfully "Oh yeah! Wanna go for a run together?" She would ask out of the blue, signaling with her hands to be around this same neighborhood plaza.

He was taken aback, was she really going to keep running instead of just hanging out with him? She made an honor that she had never been asked on a date before "I-I mean- Look how im dressed, I'm not really prepared to work out…"

She punched his arm lightly "Come ooon~ Just one more loop for me, and i'll let you get to my place if you feel tired afterwards!" she'd close in on his face, excitedly offering something he couldn't really deny.

Taking a step back as she closed in on his personal space, blushing like hell, he would roll his eyes and sigh, nodding her way as he just imagined what she was trying to get him into-

"Okay big guy!" she got in position, expecting him to copy her "Light jogging, okay? Nothing too hard or you'll feel tired super quick. We'll take stops along the way"

"Right right! I know how to jog, I did this during my gym bro era… as you can see I kinda lost it on the way" He joked, posing his hands atop his tummy "Stops? why?"

"This is a date, right? I wanna show you something… okay! threetwoone GO!" she'd say running off with a rushed start, leaving him behind as she turned around to see him just stand there confused.

"Hey!"

He began running, his nice shoes and jeans already giving him the light suspicion that this wasn't the best choice of clothing. He had to catch up to her now, moving his legs as fast as he could as her prank made her run off with way too much difference. He flapped his arms as he ran, leaving passers-by passers-by following the two with their glances. As he managed to catch up, he breathed heavily, looking to Amy with a weird smile.

"That's… ah, not funny!" He kept running, now at a more steady pace next to her.

Amy smirked to him and shook her head, leading the jog for 40 seconds of going around the curves of the cubic park. As they reached the center of the path, there was a seat, similar to the one they were on at the beginning but surrounded by lines of trees in front and behind them. Brown and reddish leaves fell down upon the pavement and the green areas. She began to slow down, until she walked her last few steps to the seat, sitting down with her hands on it. She smiled at him, inviting him to join her without words. He was breathing heavily, drops of sweat coming from the sides of his face. Eddie sat next to his date, laughing tiredly and laying his back down.

"You're an asshole!"

"shush! Look." She looked forwards and back, suddenly and almost violently snatching his hand and pointed with her right hand diagonally upwards.

Eddie almost jumped as she held his hand, turning sharply to see her hand and his together. He swallowed, looking up to see her staring forwards, he followed her stare to a view of the skyscrapers of the city, far away in the distance and barely visible by the fog behind the view of the trees' tops. A combination of nature and manmade, modern and classic. From his angle, it could resemble a castle, made of walls of trees and pillars of buildings.

His mouth opened with its own "Woah…"

"Imagine how many people there are there. What are they doing right now…? You think they'd even know we are looking at them from here?" She'd ask, finally turning to him genuinely waiting for a response.

Taking eddie of guard he stumbled in his words "U-uhhh, Well- we know that's a company building… that's part of a museum and that's a hotel. Perhaps they are looking back at us and we don't know??" He said with a raise of his shoulders.

"I see… You have an interesting perspective on it" she says with a hand under her chin. Without missing a beat, she jumps off her seat as she lets go of his hand and stands up in one move, her short hair flopping down as her sport shoes clap with the pavement. "Let's go! we got one more stop before the lap" She extended her hand to help him up.

taking it and standing up brought the pain to his knees, yet he managed to get on his feet without much issues. He stood next to her again.

"Ready?"

He nodded, and she began to jog once more. Keeping himself closer to her this time, even if he was walking slower than before, made him get the idea that she was slowing down for him, keeping him closer than before so they could walk the path together… or maybe she was just being nice, either way his feet were starting to hurt.

About the same amount of time as before, they reached yet another bench at the center of the next vertical path. As before, she sat down and already knowing the drill, he sat next to her just like before, just now he felt she was closer than last time.

She reached for his hand once more "You liked when I took your hand last time? You kinda jumped-" she asked before taking it again

"U-uh…" He snapped back, fake coughing "Nah, it's cool. It was cool so go ahead"

She took it, interlacing her arm with his and now laying her head on his shoulder, making him even more uneasy "Okay okay- this one… Hmmm, Its more about the clouds. You see those sloppy smaller buildings in front? They give way for you to see the clouds more. In summer, you can even see more blue than other seasons. It looks like a waterfall of cotton"

He followed her descriptions, getting that exact angle she was trying to show him by moving his head a bit above hers… without even noticing it, his chin touched on her short raspy black hair. Getting in the angle, with the little park below his eyeframe, he sees how a stream of white clouds drive forwards from where he sits in a sea of gray. The level of pollution these days made it harder for the sky to even allow a view of a clear sky, this was one of the first times he had personally seen it in the city, with that in mind his eyes opened wide- yet she said it was blue.

Before he could speak, Amy moved her head back up and held his arm. "You've been too quiet, are you getting bored already??"

"No! not at all it's just- Why are you showing me these?"

Her mouth opened, but she covered her mouth and turned away for a second. He immediately felt bad, thinking he had insulted her in some way "Well- I do these laps almost every day by myself. And each time I look at these views- I get new ideas and questions that I cannot really share with anyone. I'm not really social, I have no friends. I believe it's good to vent those thoughts for once."

"Oh, right. I get that feeling too" he admitted, although to a different level "Have you ever thought about maybe finding a new route to jog on once in a while? It might help you get some new views too" He pointed at the sky "You got a nice eye for this stuff"

Amy blinked twice "Oh, you think?" She curled up on him, but as he asked if she could find another route she stared him down in the same expression for an awkward 4 seconds before she shook her head "Can't. I would probably get lost… Anyways, are you tired??"

He was, there was no doubt about it. He looked down on himself to find his button up shirt completely soaked in sweat, angering him in silence as even the slightest breeze froze him up due to the wet sweet pressing in his skin. "Yeah… but we can jog from here to your house maybe?"

She tilted her head "You are not serious, are you?"

"Absolutely not."

*

After some time, the door into Amy's apartment was opened by her by some modern finger ID design, they had to go in between the building and another one next to it and walk up a pair of stairs to access the two doors to the apartments to the right and left. At first glance, it looked like a newer building… she hadn't mentioned any jobs yet, but in a city like this rent isn't an easy or cheap fee.

"Come on in" she gave way, presenting the way with her hands with a smile, imitating a fancy butler.

He played along "Oh, why good maiden. Of course I will!" he straightened up, walking in as she closed the door behind her laughing.

Things were going well, he thought. It hadn't even passed through his head the fact that he was inside the house of the girl he liked, he was just having fun around her. Looking around he noticed a particular detail, beyond the small size of it; being basically an L shaped home with a bathroom next to the door at the right side of the entrance… he noticed how everything seemed untouched. Like one of those fake rooms one would see in an Ikea, or a display piece in a theater, it felt alien… or maybe she was just that clean.

"Everything okay? The little exercise didn't make you go nuts, right?" She joked, leaning over by his side onto the small kitchen. "Want a glass of water?"

He was distracted, by her question snapped him back, turning with his hands on his hips "Uh, yeah. Sure, thanks"

She reached over and opened a counter with some glasses leaned up one against one another, taking one and filling it up with some tap water. He saw as she filled it up, he was used to using a filter somewhere else or straight up a separate bottle, but he was way too deep to reject the glass-

She offered it, more than half full "Here you go, you drinker" she teased again, she seemed like she was having fun. Her eyes locked on his, his hand grabbed the glass and nodded in a silent thanks. "Hey, uh, do you mind If I… watch you drink water?"

He raised an eyebrow "Why would I mind- And why would you ask? Tsk! hah" he sipped the cup, being impressed that the filter made it taste better than what he used at home. "Well, not bad"

He went on, Amy now more than hypnotized by the way his Adam's apple moved up and down as he drank liquid. He would've found it weird, if it wasn't over so quick.

"What do you mean?" she asked, closing in, grabbing the glass back as he finished it "Water has no taste. How can it be good or bad??"

He clicked his tongue "It's about minerals or something, don't think too hard about it, you're probably used to more mineral full water-"

She rolled her eyes, going away for a second to put the glass back on the sink and throw a bit of water over it to clean it. He found the thing a bit redundant, didn't she just fill it out with that same water.

He diverted his attention to the end of the farthest wall to the entrance, having two windows, one right and one left. The right window, closer to her bed, was completely closed off by the blinds while the left one was opened, a chair of the only table in the home next to it. With a quick glance he could tell it had a view off to that same park they were on minutes ago.

Amy came back, finding him now next to the window "We'll I gotta go take a shower and change. So- You have no issues waiting?"

He shook his head, sitting down on that chair "Nah, im fine." he placed a leg over the other "Go, get something more comfortable. No issues with me"

She noticed him sitting on the chair near the window, a soft smile growing on her before she nodded "okay, give me a few minutes" with that, she moved to her closet and took out a set of lighter clothes and pants, he didn't manage to see any of it as he was distracted by the view outside, but she had slipped her underwear in between the folded pair of clothes and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

As soon as she pushed the door inwards and pressed the lock, her face relaxed. She placed the set of clothes in a space next to the sink. Her face had completely changed into a way in which it would be impossible to know what she was thinking at the moment, her hand lingered on the door as she twirled towards the shower, letting her sport jacket fall on the bathroom tiled floor, efficiently taking her tight clothes off and carelessly letting them fall off her.

On the other side of the room, Eddie tapped his legs similarly to a drum, bored and with a sore throat. He found her cute- but things about her didn't make sense, no friends? Was she from straight out of nowhere? Checking her apartment, her walls and furniture were lacking in pictures or any sort. Looking over the bed, it was sterile, as if it had been ironed out before he came inside her house. It was curious to say the least, but she felt genuent, it felt good sharing time with her and-

So much thinking had gotten him stressed already. He shook his head, and with a sigh he reached into his back pocket.

"Fuck it…" he growled under his breath, to no one.

He took out a sort of rectangular vaper, inside containing a newly made narcotic based on natural elements… difficult to find and extremely addictive, of course, illegal as well. The only good aspect about it is that you could get high on your own terms whenever you wanted without worrying about odor leftovers.

He puffed in, vapor smoke coming out of his mouth. He breathed in, sitting back and holding himself, his eyes squinting at his left to the out window. He had forgotten the last time he was out with a girl, and one he liked at that, he chuckled to himself, puffing again.

Amy, completely naked and still in the shower, was letting herself underneath the water cascate with the cold water running, leaning on a wall as she looked at nothing, holding herself and thinking about the day so far.

After some time, she finally came out wearing an oversized black shirt and wool pants, her hair still wet from the shower. Eddie jumped as the door sounded opened, the vaper still on his hand.

"What are you doing-" She glanced at him, noticing the vaper "Are you…" She would quickly walk to him, snatching it from his hand and looking at it closely.

"What are you doing?!" Eddie would complain, standing up and following her as she sat in her bed to look at it. He stood with his hands on his hips, sighing "Look- i'm sorry, you were taking your time and I was getting stress for something. Should've done it outside"

Reading through the little cubic vaper she seemed upset about what she was reading, the contents and else. Letting her hands rest on her legs she spoke "...This is bad for you. Why are you doing this, and at my place?" She handled it back, extending her arm to him.

His soul had given up already, he pissed her off, and got found out. He took the vaper and put it away in his pocket. He stood there for a couple of awkward seconds before letting out a defeated "I think I should go. I'm sorry"

As he was turning to go, Amy stood up from the bed and stopped him "No wait!" she held his arm, making him closer. Almost as if nothing else needed to be said, with a glance at him, he followed her and sat in the bed next to her, their eyes locked between each other. Eddie was waiting for something else from her, but instead she groaned and stood up, her face red.

"Urgh! Damn it! Don't leave okay? I'm-" She stopped, sighing "I got no one to be with, ever. And you're fun to talk to! And and-" Amy threw her hands up, still trying to get more words out.

"Okay" Eddie blared out, still shocked.

"That's it?? Just okay? I'm too weird- aren't I? Oh that's just great… that's exactly what my job told me last time, that I was too weird to be around people so-" She complained, walking back and forth modulating with her hands.

"No! no!" he stands up, walking up to her and holding her arms to stop her in place "I like you! You have your- weird angle viewing, and your- interesting perspectives and you're pretty and you're fun to talk and be around…"

"You think I'm pretty??" She snaps out, her hands instinctively going for her short hair and nervously measuring its length "What- why…" She holds herself, stepping back as she looks as if she was on the brink to cry.

"Yeah… I do- It's not a big deal okay, you have that tomboy style i guess…" He chuckled, sitting back on the bed as he stared at her, still by the wall. Calming down a bit more "Let's hang out more, maybe get you to do more stuff."

She laughed, covering her mouth and shaking her head. Amy's body relaxed in between the silence, looking back at him with intense eyes. For a second, she tasted her lower lip and slowly walked up to him. The physical stature difference made his head tilt upwards as she closed in. Her hands held his cheeks softly, moving to his sides and ears, crouching, noses almost touching. He breathed heavily, a drop of sweat falling down and hitting her hand on one end… before she finally met her lips with his.

It was slow and sweet, moving their heads as they explored each other's every inch of both lips. They closed their eyes and allowed themselves to go off, even if they were inexperienced. His hands held hers, and moved them down, breaking the kiss now looking at each other.

"...I don't want you to leave me." She whispered, her voice shaky "I don't want to be alone, and yet- I'd prefer you over 100 people"

After some seconds of admiring her face, he reached a hand on her cheek this time, she holding it closely and curling up against it, her eyes still dug on him

"I want to be with you too"

She smiled… and proceeded to push him down with one hand onto the bed, he complied, knowing what she wanted, moving forwards with him to finally be on top of him. "I've never done this-" she laments, shamefully rolling her eyes.

He moved his hands down her body onto her sides, as she was still above him, and in one move completely turned her around, slamming her against the left side of the bed next to him, bouncing as the bed resisted the impact.

"Oh you-!" She would gasp, playfully smirking at him

He would change position, now on top, he'd close in and place a hand atop her left breast, making her jump and close her eyes as she was held.

"A-ah wait wait… No- I don't wanna do it, I don't wanna do it…"

He let go, moving away and giving her space to stand up and hug him, letting out air next to his ear.

"I'm sorry- I just…"

"No need to. Okay?" he comforted her, hugging her back "You don't have to"

She'd shake her head, breaking the hug and looking down with a frown "Just not for me. Sit down, let me do something for you"

Surprised by her forwardness, he nodded, sitting back with open legs. He found it funny just how much they had switched already without really doing anything, holding his head and smiling.

As she was on her knees, looking up at him laughing, she asked "What's so funny?"

"Nothing. It's cute seeing you figure this out"

She scoffed, crawling on her knees in between her legs, popping his jean's button off and pulling down his zipper slowly… Her face was more curious than excited or horny- Taking support from the bed, Eddie looked down with a tilted head, seeing her make the best of what she could so far.

With a firm grip, she pulled his pants a bit, enough for her to have ample space and… he was wearing no underwear. His dick was already hard and stiff, she immediately went ahead and held it on her hands and nervously looked back and forth between Eddy and his manhood.

She asked "What should i do? just- get it in my mouth?"

"You really don't know about this, do you?" he teased.

"Shut up! just- tell me what you think feels good!" She laughed back, adjusting her balance.

"Well- you can… lick it and… then use your mouth, throat." he said from the top of his head.

She nodded, now focused on his member. Her mouth closed into his dick, and with some doubt at first she lightly licked the base, and then the tip, constantly looking upwards for approval. He was getting chills down his spice with each little thing she was doing and- she was having fun looking at him get pleasure from her actions.

"I'm going in…" she announced, head upwards and about to engulf him.

He almost yelled "Careful with teeth okay?? the doctor visit is awkward otherwise"

She scoffed at his comment again "Of course I know about the teeth thing!" she said as if it was an obvious thing "Besides, you should know a lot about going to the doctor because of your dick…"

He shook his head, smiling her way. She looked back down, closing her eyes and breathing deeply, before going down on him… and then up. It was warm, and wet inside her mouth, her tongue wrapping around him and making it all ways great for his pleasure.

"Ah… yeah that's good"

The wet sounds of her mouth against his dick, sloppy and rhythmic in nature echoed in the room. She almost didn't seem like a beginner-

She'd would slowly take the dick out of her mouth, pressing her eyes as she shook her head "Just tell me before you're gonna finish-"

"Mhm" he said with a nod, softly moaning under his breath

She smirked his way, going down on him once more, this time speeding up and going deeper… hitting the back of her throat again and again and using it to pleasure his tip. He closed his eyes and held grip of the bedsheets with both hands, holding in sounds of pleasure. It went on for upwards of a minute or so, until he said with some restrain "Okay- okay- now"

She quickly got himself off her mouth, and sat on the floor, looking away as she shyly pretended not to see him finish by himself. Letting himself go, he came over himself, cum oozing from his tip and hitting his upper pelvis and below his belly button. He breathed heavy, closing his eyes and sighing harshly

"Yeah- that was nice…" He chuckled "Are you okay?" He asked Amy trying to look beyond his legs

"Really? Uh, yeah… it was fun!" She admitted, standing up and cleaning her knees off "You need anything else?"

With some shame, he scratched his head and looked onto the bathroom "I need some paper to… clean this off"

"Oh- shit! right!" She then runs off inside the bathroom and takes a long stretch of toilet paper off the roll, handing it to him shortly after. As he cleans himself up, he makes the mess into a little ball and puts his clothes back on.

Standing up already by her side, he held her and hugged her close, resting her head on his shoulder and holding her hands around him. They stayed like that for a while, shifting side to side in place. He patted her back and she turned to him, their eyes crossing paths. She then again tried going in for a kiss, closing her eyes as she passionately tried closing in, yet he backed away and blared

"Wait! Wait! Wait! you gotta clean your mouth!"

"Oh! Sheesh" She covered her mouth with both hands and stepped away from him, rushing to the bathroom as he laughed, quickly opening the water to begin cleaning herself off.

-

It's been months since they first met, since their first date. Sharing more and more time together, going out together and even eventually Eddie would move over to her place to keep her company. Meeting his brother was a big step at first, being the last immediate family he had, yet as he had expected he was more than pleased to meet her. A curious thing he had noticed is that she refused to eat inside, even have him around when she ate… or straight up skip meals, worried him even more.

She kept on running every day, now thankfully, getting him to follow her. These times though, she didn't slow down for him, and eventually, he didn't need to. She took little to no time to relax, yet she was always happy and up to do whatever idea he had in the moment, and as they piled up, eventually became routine… she began to run less outside. At night though, there would often be times where he'd find her awake, seating in that same chair next to the window, looking at nothing with a relaxed smile, before of course noticing him and nervously asking if he was okay.

It took him some time to figure it out, and even more time to say it outloud, but he loved her. Each moment he was out working, or helping his brother out with anything, away from her… he felt as if it was wrong. The moment he had told her, laying down in bed together, her eyes opened up in surprised and asked

"Why?"

All he could do was raise his shoulders, and laugh, teasingly before simply showering her with reasons and desires for the future together, and yet… she never said it back. The long nights in which they'd talk about anything, especially her thoughts on random stuff and her perspective on them. Always waking him up before his eyes couldn't stay open anymore to ask him again.

"You aren't going to go by the morning, right?"

So he could now, and as he would do it from then on, shake his eyed and fall asleep. This went on and on, until one day… she stopped running all together without him.

-

The next morning of that day; a detail from which both of them had completely forgotten about, forgot to mention and or found irrelevant, Eddie was thinking of proposing to her. It was a big step, he knew it, most of the details about her life before him were completely unknown, her family, where she grew up, where did she used to work… beyond knowing it had something to do with a company… But he felt it was appropriate, they already were sharing a life together and didn't feel like he'd find anyone else who would make him feel better. He had bought a small ring he could afford, with some help from his brother, and had invited her to date outdoors, in that same park they met back then.

Stepping off the door frame of the apartment with a striped folded blanket in hand and the ring hidden deep inside his pocket, he waited for Amy to finish putting up her socks and shoes.

"You know? We're gonna be on grass the entire day, so you don't really have to…" He commented, looking down at her down as she struggled to put them on fast enough

"Haha…" She dismissively mocked, shaking her head "What about the meter or so of the street?"

He laughed, "What about it??"

Before he could make his point any further she had finished putting them on, and like a cat, she graced herself against him, her hand holding the lower side of her chin and guiding him behind her "I'm not getting my feet dirty… Unless you want to~" She teased

"Hey- its not that type of thing you-" His cheeks turned red but he shook it off, he was falling for her, as she looked back and mocked her taking her tongue out.

He ran behind her, playfully pursuing her after clumsily closing their apartment door, and sprinting down the stairs with her running away from him. Coincidentally, the street's light was red as Amy ran off into the pavement at the other side, and turned green as soon as Eddie catched up to her, separating them with a wall of cars.

They looked at each other through the speeding cars, Amy mocking Eddie further on the other side by laughing at the coincidence, and Eddie simply stood there with arms crossed and a smile, he was going to propose to her by the end of the day…

After some time passed and he could walk the street, he calmly reached her and grabbed her hand, now walking together inwards to the park and would find a spot underneath a tree, and with a view to the small little playground, surrounded by trees. At the distance was an old looking building, orange brinks showing and clearly inhabited.

To entertain each other, as Amy laid on Eddie like a pillow and looked forwards at the view, he tapped her shoulder and pointed "Okay, Thoughts on this view"

"Hmmm~" She held her chin and squinted, thinking about some sort of poetic simil "Okay okay, I got it"

"Tell away"

She adjusted her throat "The children's playground is in the foreground, youth, beginnings, companionship, play… The Alpha, and the old broken down building is behind, lurking far away in plain sight but without us noticing nor caring, The end, solitude… the Omega."

He nodded, adjusting his view to hers "What about the Delta?"

"Delta?? The middle?"

"Yeah, what happens there"

She seemed annoyed. "I dunno! I can't see the delta"

He laughed, holding her with his arms "I'm messing with you… but hey, poetic still, right?"

She remained quiet, breathing deep and relaxing there. He knew she agreed. They took in each other's hands, like two pieces of a puzzle matching perfectly. Until the silence was broken by Amy.

"I wish I could paint" She lamented in a soft voice "I never got to do it before, I'd like to fill our house with paintings made by me and approved by you"

"Why would you need my approval?" He asked, looking over her in an awkward position

She looks at him, grabbing his hand carefully and kissing it "Because i want you to be happy"

He nodded "Imma buy you art supplies then"

In that peace, he felt it was appropriate to propose now, he felt the ring dig deeper into his leg as she pressed her body on him. He sighed, might as well just say it and take the right later. Yet he felt cold in his body, a dryness in his throat he couldn't explain.

"Edward-" She said, it had been the first time in a while she called him by his actual name. His heart skipped a bit and a shiver down his spine "I've had the best time of my life with you"

"What do you mean? We've only done normal dates"

She'd sigh "Exactly" she moved herself off of him and sat next to him, smiling as she saw him, holding his cheek with one hand "You made me try so many things for the first time, say things I otherwise wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone else and I-" she stopped, her body jumped ever so slightly… and that dull sound, barely hearable, made her see herself for a few second before her expression changed into a worried one.

"W-what's wrong? what was that?" He had heard it too, he looked her up and down, confused

She threw herself onto him, hugging him tight and closing her eyes "I don't wanna go right now but-!" She cried, breathing rapidly, her hands clawed into him for support.

He would hold her back, still confused "What?! What are you talking about?!"

"My mission they- i didn't…!" She would throw out, meaning nothing "I lov-"

Before she could finish her sentence… her grip went soft out of nowhere, falling onto the ground, yet even before falling down an electric bang was heard from within her, her opened shirt flashed bright for a second. Her upper chest blasted open, revealing an access port filled with ports and cables… and a microchip flipped out from her, smoking black.

Her eyes grayed out, stuck in a black expression and her body laid down into the position it fell on. The bang had caused a stern in the park, bringing eyes all upon the two, but Eddie was speechless, eyes opened like plates at the scene… his girlfriend was an android after all.

He began hyperventilating, a rush of emotions overwhelming him and throwing himself onto her, trying and obviously failing to wake her up.

"Amy? Amy?! what- What the fuck is going on?!"

From behind him, by the sidewalk a man and a woman in uniform stepped out of a car and rushed to the scene. Quickly one taking hold of the frame of the robot and the other holding Eddie down.

"What?! What is going on? what are you doing??" He looked both sides as the was held down.

He grunted and fought to try and get off their grip, throwing himself forwards to try and take hold of Amy back- but it was too late, before he knew it she was already thrown behind one of the cars, and he watched as they went away, still confused on what was going on.

-

Before he knew it, he was sitting in his old house's chair, holding his head with his hands and a lost eyesight. Buzzing in his ears as he still tried making sense of everything that went down. His brother sat next to him, his dog leaning into his leg whimpering, craving attention… and in front those two people from before, paperwork and documents laid down as they waited for him to react.

"Eddie, hey" his brother called out, tapping his shoulder.

He snapped back, blinking heavily as he finally looked their way. "What do you want?" He growled, gritting his teeth.

"We want to explain the situation, no more." The man said with a stoic tone. He adjusted his pretty suit, sitting straight and staring him down with a drilling look "Since it seems you, mister… Edward Miller, have gone through a series of events that, simply, were not supposed to happen."

He shook his head, squinting his eyes angrily "Wh-... What the hell are you even talking about, my girlfriend got replaced by a bot? is that it?"

The man sighed, putting his hands on the table as he turned to his partner "No. Your partner was the bot. For the whole duration of you two meeting"

He slowly raised his eyes upwards, staring at the two people, speechless again. That seemed to finally catch his attention, allowing the man to continue.

"As you might have heard, the company BabeTec is well known for… throwing around what we like to call squemes. This was one of them"

"Are you with BabeTec?" His brother jumped in, curious.

The woman next to him responded, "No, We're with the Federal Government. We'd like to remind you that you are not the one being interviewed" She said stoically.

The man threw his hand her way, telling her to allow it "We are in a partnership. Unit SAP-101, which… you lived with, was a surveillance prototype funded by the company and the federal government, and we'd like that be kept a secret"

Eddie slammed the table with both hands, making everyone flinch but the woman "Bullshit. You are trying to tell me that Amy was a fucking Camera? all this time? And she didn't tell me?"

"Yes" He breathed out, calmly "She was programmed not to tell, hardwired, even. But that's not here or there… your relationship with her cames out of a failure in her personality A.I., making her believe and or desire the need for companionship. In few words, the 'bot began taking her personality program too seriously"

The woman continued "That and the fact that her interactive personality has no limit in following social queues, she played along with your advances until it overwrote her main task"

"overwrote…" he scoffs, taking hold of his nose bone.

The man opened the folder "Unit SAP-101, being government property, has been decommissioned. And the people involved, you and your brother now, are to be compensated for any psychological damage that may have been caused" He showed a legal document, the sum of 100.000$ highlighted in black. He pointed to it and tapped it "Of course, as long as this is kept under wraps."

Eddie snarled "Fuck you-" he shook his head, his brother trying to comfort him, getting immediatly shoved off "You fucking fascists are trying to put cameras on our streets without us knowing! And- Where the hell is Amy now?! What have you done with her? I'm telling everyone about the scum you're doing" He threatened, pointing at them with his index.

Without missing a beat the man matched his tone "Do you honestly think we're giving you a choice?! Do you think we don't know who you are?" He turned to the woman, nodding in response.

With a beep she began "Edward Miller, 26 years old, college dropout, vape addict, worker at a family retail store 2 blocks from here." She ends, blinking "We have video proof recorded by unit SAP-101 of consumption of illegal drugs"

His hubris and rage diminished and turned into fear lowering his hand as he stared them down.

"If you tell Anyone about what we're doing, we will ruin your life. Every illegal shit you've done since you got out of your mother's womb, and even ones you haven't done yet" He added, taking a pen from his suit and slamming it over the paper "Now sign the paper, take your 100K and forget any of this happened. For your good"

His eyes darted down at the pen, tiredly and hardly trying to focus as that even from earlier repeated again and again. Before he pressed his eyes, and angrily grabbed the pen, singing it and throwing back the pen, laying back down uninterested.

They both stood up at the same time, grabbing the paper, placing it back on the folder and holding it in, turning around and going for the door. The woman turned, her face still stoic.

"Thank you for your collaboration"

As the hand of the Fed touched the door handle Eddie stood up, his chair grinding with the floor as he spoke up "Wait. Before you two go, I have a question"

The man rolled his eyes and turned around in his direction, uninterestedly standing there "What is it."

"...Would she had said yes"

"..." It took him a few seconds to respond, he clicked his tongue "She's a fucking robot. Who the fuck cares" Then he opened the door and left with the woman behind him "Goodday sir"

-

Several days later, working as a cashier in his job, Eddie had his glance lost into nothing. That same event happening again and again, Amy's grip on him still repeating on his skin. He swallowed saliva, hearing that same buzzing from before… and inside of it a voice.

"Sir? Sir? Are you okay?" Said a woman in front of him, waving a hand in front of him.

Eddie shook his head and pressed his eyes "Oh, I'm sorry… Lost in thought" He chuckled, and then as he saw her his smile disappeared.

Her skin was rubbery, her proportions inhumanly exaggerated, skimpy clothes… and of course, a bar code over her left tit "My master is waiting at home. Like, I need to buy these" She said, placing her bag of buys in front of him.

He slowly nodded, his skin palid. And simply did his job, scanning the objects, and offering a card scanner. The bot shifted to it and extended her hand to it, placing her palm on it as it scanned it. He blinked slowly, letting out a "huh", and then handed her the bags for her to package them herself… but she just stares at them.

"I am not programmed to bag objects. Files not found"

He stares down at her, looking back down to see it was barely 3 things she was buying… or rather her owner was buying. He carelessly placed them inside a bag and gave it to her. Grabbing it and leaving, whirring and shifting her hips side to side.

From the TV hung above his desk, he heard the name of babetec faintly, quickly looking at it with distaste.

"...News about the company's newly opened android warehouse on 8th have surfaced, this being a new world record of storage facilities for an android company. The success on sales of their newer companion lines, and worker lines have been a boom in the economy and day to day life"

"8th street" he thought… a couple miles from where he was right now. Their crowning jewel… Their great success, the one of the bastards that took her away from him. He pressed his frow and breathed out loudly. He will have his payback.

==Chapter 7 "BabeGate"==

The clock hanging on the lower levels of the building ticked away, echoing lightly on the damped greish innards of the parking lot. As David rushly parked inside and got out of the car, Vannie, holding the paperwork from the meeting they just got out from, struggled to keep pace with his steady walk.

"David, David! Wait-" Vannie urged him, following as she messily tried holding the document papers on her arms "I think I need more info first on what we're gonna do, I have a protocol for plan making that you might-" In that, as she tried organizing the papers, they all slipped from her hands and feel onto the ground as she just looked in horror at the mess. Her jaw fell, and she simply looked up at him as he heard the crash. "I-It was a pressure c-calculation error! I just…"

David turned and saw the documents sighing as he got in one knee and began picking them up "Just be careful next time. We are already way too deep into one issue to worry about another one"

Vannie followed, unsure as to why he would do her job for her. Getting into one knee she began picking up the scattered papers flung by the impact and carefully trying to unbend the ones bended "...The deluxe model, why is it so important that it isn't hacked or stolen? It was expected to fail her mission anyways" She argues, now having an excuse to finally talk about it.

David stopped, handing the paper he got to Vannie as she continued with her side "Are you able to keep a secret?"

Vannie stops what she's doing and perks up to David, surprised to the fact he is even considering opening up to her at all "A secret? I have a protocol for secrets too! Should I store it as a work secret or a friend secret?"

David squinted, perhaps having her store his secret to her unit kinda defeated the whole point of it being a secret, as It could be accessed remotely either way "...I guess friend secret?" Vannie seemed to nod rapidly, continuing to organize the documents as she attentively listened. He did so as well adjusting his throat with a fist on his lips "So, the deluxe model contains a backway entrance to the company's complete database of designs, schematics and corporate information. If she just so happens to get hacked by a competitor we are as good as fucked as a corporation. As well as… Prototype units lack proper AI commercial restrictions" He took the stack of paper, already unbent and organized, tapping it all together and he got back up and continued moving "Now we need a way to know where she is exactly before it causes us more problems"

Vannie hurried up as he stood up, sloppily catching up behind him as they moved into the lift area, the door closing as they were inside.

The android looked at her partner from her side trying to catch a glimpse of his face to make an assessment of how he was feeling, some backlogged programming to approach her next attempt at making conversation

"So…" he peeked from where she stood

David side glanced her and rolled his eyes

She unnecessarily adjusts throat, with the same movement as he did "Do we get to go on another job together?"

"I can't get rid of you now, so I guess you have to come" He said defeatedly “The fact you're a walking computer also helps with storing data on the fly" he turned to look at her "You're basically a super expensive notepad"

Then the lift doors open with a ding, the company's AI announcing "R&D division". David walked off, as Vannie was still stunned by his statement…

"So I'm useful?!"

-

Rows and rows of conveyor belts, metallic sounds and beeping around the almost giant silo-like structure, the pair walked along the wider area in between the two rows of the production line of naked busty girls hung on by mechanical arms. The smell of hot plastic and rubber filled the air as at this point the amusement for David the first time that he came here would've looked like a parody of himself. While Vannie on the other hand, walked sideways and smiled widely as she took in the scenery, as some automatic workers waved and smiled at them.

They finally made it to the end of the hall, a small office elevated with a staircase and a garden currently being watered by a grown looking woman with a ponytail in nothing but a green apron, tugging closely to her bust in a way that still showed enough out to the world. This of course and surprise to no one, is an android. The pair tried to ignore her, making their way to the stairs instead- getting interrupted as the bot stood in their way.

"Ara ara~ what do we have here~?" the droid says, her voice muffled as if from an old recording from something "Are you here to visit my master perchance?"

David grinds his teeth "Yes."

Vannie turns to david and tries coping him "H-huh huh!" attempting to sound annoyed

The droid once again smiles sweetly, humming at tone as she bends slightly over, her bust wobbling in unnatural ways "Only people of culture are allowed to meet him!"

At this point it was becoming increasingly apparent to David that things weren't going to go as smooth as he wished and particularly just how null of intelligence the droid in front of him was "I'm sorry, we have some important business to talk with-"

"...Hunter! the R&D director!" Vannie steps in, raising her hand and talks over David.

David looks over at Vannie and mutters "what is up with you today…?" and then continues "Yes, Hunter. Regarding one of the androids he worked on?"

The droid doesn't even pretend to breathe, staying in the same position and pose she was in as she last spoke "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you mean The Alpha?" She said, not a tint of irony in her synthesized pre-recorded voice "I'm sorry, but only people of culture can talk with him!"

Vannie softly intervenes "What is a person of culture…exactly?" she seems confused

"Ara Ara~" she repeats her now catchphrase, winking and looking over at her robotic brethren "An individual of better preference of course!" she answers, as if that made things any more obvious "I must ask you per my programming…"

She brought her hands up and to each side "Boobs or Ass?"

David's face melts into an expression of defeat. A combination of sadness, disgust and regret filled him up inside making him ponder over the decisions he took that led him to work for his company, besides the payment, of course.

"...I'm not into women" he shyly replies, his voice cracking

"I like boobies!" Vannie gleefully perks

The droid gleefully claps, smiling wide as she shifts in place congratulating Vannie "Oh wonderful~ You are a person of culture!" Then she slowly turns to David, the servos in her neck whirring as he can see the camera lenses shift in place, maintaining the same pose as she was, yet more- threatening "Boobs or Ass?"

"...I'm not gonna answer that question, can I go do my job now?"

"Boob or Ass?" she goes again

"..."

Vannie looks worried at David, looking back and forth, not fully understanding as to why would David not just answer a simple question.

From the upper level of the stairs a young twenty-something kid wearing glasses in a light blue smoking and an unmade tie around his neck yells out as he holds on to the railing "JUST SAY IT ALREADY"

His lips open up as he lets out a weak "...boobs"

The droid finally claps congratulations his way, closing her eyes cheerfully as David looks down in defeat and anger, Vannie joining in in the uproar as the busty droid steps out of the way letting the duo make their way up the stairs, meeting Hunter at the end, clapping with a look of smug in his face.

"Glad to be around intelligent people for once! You guys met Sakura? isn't she the hottest piece of tech you've seen?" He spoke, his high and nasal voice echoing below the metal ceiling. He looks at Vannie "Of course, after you, m'lady!"

The assistant droid covered her mouth with the palm of her hand as her cheeks turned red. David took out the set of documents and presented them to the director "We got some important questions regarding a prototype you designed?"

He took a look at the documents, adjusting his glasses and looking up at the man in front of him, taking the hint and walking towards the lab door. "Personal pleasure prototype or industry project prototype? I lose track now and then." He said with unfound hubris. The automatic glass door opened by itself, sliding to the side to reveal the insides of a messy lab, filled with posters of adult content as well as the sound of faint east pop music. At the far end corner of the room, some sort of disassembled android girl project, missing arms, legs and the back of its head. Some signs of purple makeup on her lips and visible eyelash could be seen on her palid vampiric skin.

"Oh! is that another prototype?" Vannie curiously asked, rushing to take a closer look

Hunter kept his hands on his elegant pristine pockets, side glancing at the droid peeking in his lab "Yup. Some "make your own droid" model HQ said would sell well. They want us to make it so you can buy different personality drives separately and install them by payment. It makes things simple to develop an AI that is by design incomplete, but because it's so simple it makes things difficult to make her interesting by default" The man placed his hands on his sides proudly, shaking his head with a smirk.

David adjusted his throat audibly "The deluxe model? yeah, uhm, it possibly got stolen and we want to know exactly where it is located currently. So you know, I can do my job." His tone was passive aggressive, eyeing him up and down as he showed off the system logs last uploaded that same morning.

The director bit his nail as he leaned in closer to read the log, squinting. "Have you seen if the files are corrupted?"

"Not corrupted!" The droid perked in while she toyed with the prototype "Just an alert of possible tampering with the system"

He licked his tongue, raising his shoulders dismissively "Then you shouldn't worry, it's probably some faulty-engineering that caused the crash…"

"We still need the location… we gotta disconnect her from the database" David responded moving over to a wide glass desk in front of an expensive LED lit computer.

Hunter licked his tongue again, walking over to the computer and closing some tabs as he accessed the company's registry of units "Okay whatever… Just tell my uncle to add this as a bonus"

The duo looked at each other as he just implied the CEO is a family member of him, explaining his age "Sure. This should remain a secret mind you… if this goes out to the public we are facing a bunch of rival companies trying to get their hands on our little expensive publicity stunt. "

He clicked away, writing out some code to better find the specific unit, until it was boiled down to one, proudly moving out of the way as he showed the two of them "Here, if I do click here right now it should show you a specific location of the unit" he allowed his hand to drop on the mouse's button opening to reveal… nothing. A white screen with red letters reading "Access denied". He double checked again, getting out and clicking again to get the same response. He checked his connection, perfectly stable.

"...What?" he muttered to himself, now seriously getting confused as he closed in on the screen.

"What? Did they access the entire mainframe now?? do they have access to the other unit's data?" David rushed to inspect the screen as well, Vannie imitating him.

"...No, the restriction came from above. They don't have access to the mainframe. But someone above doesn't want us to know where the deluxe unit is"

"Or some-thing!" Vannie raised a finger and looked at both of them with a smile, getting a dismissive look in response "sorry;;"

Hunter groaned, holding his head as he tried to think of a solution. His head shifted left, to his cellphone, quickly taking it and dialing the number of his uncle. He stood up and shifted in place, playing with his nails as he became more nervous… no response "Now he doesn't want to answer!"

David sighed "This was a waste of time. Vannie, set a course to the unit's designated university. We're gonna look for her manually"

"Got it!"

He began walking with heavy feet, angrier than before. Hunter followed behind trying to stop them "W-wait! We should stay in contact! I'll update you if I find something, yes?! I don't wanna be seen as a nepo-baby, this is a cool sounding adventure!"

He didn't even turn to talk to him "Just don't waste more of our time!"

Vannie tries keeping up as she turns around to face Hunter "Uh- I'm sending a message request, hm, sir!" then went back around to keep up with her partner.

They are then both interrupted at the end of the staircase again by the busty droid- holding the watering pot in her delicate hands "Excuse me, Would you like to touch my bust before you go~ Ara ara!" She says, her voice almost trying to sound like an orgasm.

In his hurry and anger, David grabs the watering pot off from her hands and sticks the watering edge in between the droid's fake bust, pouring her with water as she immediately reacts by bursting a spark right then and there, the pre-recorded quotes melting with one another as she slows down in movement… the pampered apron became see through as she bends forwards and out of power. He leaves the pot there and continues walking

"Hey! not cool man! I'm gonna have to fix her out of my pocket" yelled Hunter as she rushed to assist his doll

David yelled "BILL ME!"

-

Louie layed messily in his bed, his pillow thrown on his face as he began to groan tiredly… The light came in from his dorm room, there was no wake up alarm, he seemed to have forgotten to add it again. Yet, his phone began to vibrate, moving along the floor, making enough of a noise to wake Louie up once and for all. He perked up from the bed, yelling shortly due to the scare, his eyes darted down under his bed, the phone still ringing and vibrating. He sighed, a hand on his chest as he seemed to have caused himself a scare. He went to pick it up, the up left corner of the screen being now broken due to it crashing on the floor.

“Aw man…” He lamented to himself. Opening the phone a long list of missed calls would be seen, all of them coming from both Chris and Jim, having only a few intervals of time between each of them. He saw the time… two hours late to class “ AW SHIT”

Then, as if on queue, his phone rang once more, this time from Chris. He quickly picked it up, holding the phone close to his ear “H-hello??”

Chris yells through the phone “Louie?! Where the hell are you?! Is Mary with you?” She asked, right outside the classroom door, people pouring out as the class was over “You missed the entire first lecture! If you miss class more than 3 times we’ll fail the goddamn thesis”

“I know! I know! I’m awake- I don’t know what happened last night, I must’ve overslept but Mary is here with-” He sharply turns, staying silent as he is unable to find Mary. He blinks, looking under his sheets, under his bed… nothing “Uhh, Mary is not with me”

“What?!” She yells his way, making him separate the phone from his ear “Whuh- what do you mean Mary is not with you? It was your only job, we literally left her with you BECAUSE you’d stay with her all the time.”

“I don't know! She was with me all night. As soon as I fell asleep she must’ve left…” he laments, not getting out of bed and rushing with his phone in hand to get ready “She’s gotta be close… she cannot go outside of the campus zone”

“Goddamn it Lou- We’ll look around. But if she left in the middle of night it means she connected to her charging area, and therefore connected with the mainframe, god knows if BabeTec will be on our ass about tampering with one of their units.” She looks over to Jim, crossing his arms against one of the lockers, lost in thought. As he sees her motion to him, he moves towards her “Jim is with me, we have around an hour before next class begins… we’ll look around one half of the campus and you’ll look around the other. Got it?”

“Divide and conquer, fine by me” He says, shoving his foot on one of his shoes as he struggles to place a shirt on himself at the same time “I’ll call if I see something”

“Alright. Don’t fuck this up Lou!” And with that, the beep of the phone signaling that she hung up. Lou looked at his phone with worry, at that moment he wanted to tear his own skin off out of shame… yet he was still unsure as to why would Mary even go out without him telling her to, he placed his phone in his pocket and rushed out

“For fucks sake Mary- where the hell are you now?

-

The flushing of a toilet could be heard coming from within the male’s bathroom, located in between a now busy hall of the literature sciences department, from the door, a spaced out guy came out breathing heavily, holding his own weight with both hands on the door frame as he came out eyes opened up like plates. He turn behind himself, shaking his head slowly

“Lady- I have no idea who you are, but that ass ain’t human”

As he finally left, breathing out with a smile, Mary peaked out of the bathroom, her never ending smile on her face as she softly waved at the guy she just finished having sex with “Hope you like, enjoyed~ Hope I see you again Max!~” The droid said, just before crossing out his profile as a completed target inside of her system. She blinked twice, her expression relaxing as she looked into the crowd of walking students.

>>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Target list updated. Identifying possible targets.
>Face ID function online.

Mary’s programming had defaulted back to its original programming, having none of her new administrators to place such an order on hold, her system simply continued the mission as instructed. Her body had been recently adapted to the likes of her latest success, automatically defaulting back with a mechanical hiss as she smilingly sways her body towards the crowd

From her vision, each and every face of the passing by students, both male and female were looked into and compared from each other, utilizing the provided data by the university of every student’s data and face, as a selected option for her next possible partner began to narrow down, taking into consideration their chance of being seduced to begin with, interest in her unit’s appearance and currently operative personality module and most of all, possibility of becoming a client for BabeTec. As the scan was narrowed one by one, targets discarded due to low chance of success or lack of sufficient data for a proper assessment, it finally selected her next target, a tall guy wearing a black hoodie and long black hair and baggy tired eyes.

>>Target Identified: Jason Virgil.
>İnterests: Porn. Blondes. Bimbos. Big Breasts.
>Seduction Subprotocols engaged.

As she was about to give a step towards her target, she suddenly crashes into another girl- The impact makes the machine would turn immediately, yet she fails to be affected by the impact… In turn, the other girl would crash and smash her drink into herself… spilling all over herself as she stumbles to the floor, causing a commotion around them. Mary would look down at the girl not reacting immediately as she still analyzes the situation for a total of 2.35 seconds, finally kneeling to help her

“Ah! What the hell- Look where you’re going!” The girl said disgustedly, looking down at her white dress, completely stained with the brownish color of the drink she had in her plastic cup, now spilled all over the floor as well “What?! You ruined my fucking dress you dumb bimbo!”

“I’m like- Totally sorry sister” Mary attempts to apologize, her target being placed on hold so she may lower attention to herself and her mission “May I help you up-”

Out of the blue, a shorter girl wearing a purple and black get up would rush to the first girl, giving her napkins and paper towels as she worriedly utters “Yenny! Oh gosh- What the hell happened??” She says, almost yelling, causing Mary’s eternal smile to falter in place as more eyes are brought upon herself than before. If she was able to sweat, she would be doing so right now.

“I was just walking and this- Bitch! just walked on my way!” Yenny stretches out her arm with a frown, now actively yelling angrily

Mary intervenes “There is like, no need to insult!” She says with a smile “It was an accident. Like, let me help you! I’ll give you one of my outfits so you can change!”

The second girl looks at her with resentment “Uhm! Sure! You’ll still gotta pay her drink back too!”

Yenny looked at Mary with a stern look, half a minute of silence between the three was felt as Mary just smiled at them with a hint of synthetic embarrassment filling her plastic perfect features from up to down

>>BabeTec Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Searching in memory banks “Funds”
>Searching…
>Administrator: Louie has funds.

Mary raised a finger, fluttering her eyelashes as she said “Of course! It’s the right thing to do!”

The shorter girl finally helps Yenny get up, their eyes never separating from Mary’s as an expression of surprise fills their entire faces...Alright, I was expecting you to be more confrontive at least” Yenny said, confused. “I’m Yenny, this is my friend Enna.” She said pointing to herself and the shorter girl, who looked at her friend for guidance as to how to react

She did not actually have to know their names, as a simple face ID was enough for her to know who they were and what they were studying along with more information… Mary stood up to their level, gracefully and maintaining her sensuality doing a small bow as she presented herself “I’m Mary Reina, I’m an exchange student. I’m new on the campus!” She gives them a beaming smile “It’s actually my second day here!”

“Oh” Enna responds

“Ah, fresh meat” Says Yenny with a chuckle, pushing the dust off her knee level black skirt “Well Mary… Thanks for offering your shirt. Let’s go get it then, I guess”

Mary nods “Understood. Follow me!” walking up in direction to the gym area, where her charger station is located alongside her change of clothes. She walks faster than them, leading the way

-

Meanwhile, in the engineering faculty Chris and Jim desperately looked among the crowd and even asked the passing by students if they had seen Mary, but to no avail. Chris sighed and pressed her eyes shut going up to Jim “This is useless, if she left Louie’s room at night it can only mean she connected to the server to upload data! At this point they must’ve sent like- 5 agents to sue our asses out of existence” she crossed her arms, worried.

Jim placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her “Hey, we don’t know that yet” he patted her looking around just in case he caught Mary passing by “Besides, if that was the case they would’ve come for us in the morning… something else must be going on”

She frowned deeper “I’m such an idiot. I shouldn’t have trusted Mary to Lou” her expression turns to anger “After how much he kept talking about wanting a robot, you’d think he’d take better care of it.”

“I know you two have your issues. But in the end, you’re his friend.” He caressed his forehead, bringing his hands to his hips “He actually owes you a big one for reprogramming her to begin with”

With those words hitting her ear, an idea sparked in her head. She adjusted her glasses and quickly took out her computer from her side bag, sitting on the floor against the wall.

“What is it?” Jim perked in

“I was looking up her code last night. The backdoor connection I found, remember?”

Jim nodded

“If whatever that thing was tracking her without connection, we can do so as well… I just gotta-” She began looking up and down the long string of code, displaying everything about Mary’s model… until It simply deleted itself off her screen “...What?”

Jim looked at the screen and then at her “Wh-what the hell was that?”

Chris frantically began trying to look for the data, it appeared as if she herself deleted the data “I don’t know?? What the-” she forcefully closed the laptop and got back up, leaving Jim on the floor

“Where are you going??”

“We’re losing time! Just- just go look around that way, i’ll look this way” she responded before just running off in the opposite direction.

Jim sighs, shaking his head as he ultimately does as told “...I have a terrible feeling about all of this”

-

“Here we like, go~!” Mary said, taking a white button up blouse similar to the one she was wearing at the moment and handed it to Yenny who sat on the banks in between the lockers.

“Gee… Thanks Mary” She said, holding the blouse, placing it next to her. She began unbuttoning her damped shirt, feeling comfortable enough to undress among the other girls “Hey, no offense. But why do you always say ‘like’ every other sentence?”

Enna chirps in, leaning against the lockers with her arms crossed “Yeah? It totally makes you sound like a bimbo”

Mary raised an eyebrow, standing idly and confused “But… I am a bimbo”

The two girls look at eachother, exploding in laughter as Mary seemingly insults herself in front of them. The machine just looks at them, recording the interaction.

“Look… You wanna look less smart to peak the interest of a boy? Want a boyfriend? I get that. But don’t downplay yourself girl! Smart is the new hot anyways~” Yenna says, finishing taking of her blouse, leaving herself in just a simple bra

“Yes! absolutely. Besides, why would you wanna be with a guy that likes you cuz’ you’re dumb? Probably some sexbot obsessed loser” She said, playing around on her phone.

Their words seemed to have struct a part of her system, her HUD would update as the conversation went on.

>Error. Discrepancy found.
>Correcting.

“...I have a boyfriend” Mary remains silent for a second, moving to sit down between the two girls as her look seems to be lost into nothingness, staring away “I, li-” She stops herself from saying that word again around them “I… don’t think he likes me because I’m dumb”.

Yenny looked curiously at her new friend as she placed the blouse on herself, letting out a small sigh “Then… if it’s not that, why does he like you?”

“Data unavailable.”

“...What?”

-

Louie ran inside the building, making it into the automatic sliding doors of one of the many entrances as he took rest by panting out next to the wall “Ah, shit… how am I supposed to find her around here??” He said in between pants and groans. He took off some sweat off his frow and began discreetly walking among the other students communing along the halls.

He begins to get antsy, every second that passed without knowing where Mary was was yet another second in which they could locate where she was… and take her away. Maybe he was humanizing her a lot, but to him, all the time and talks he was able to have with her would’ve been completely for nothing as a reset would be more than expected… Or maybe, he just didn't want to lose his robot.

He snapped out of that thought, he needed to look for her in a smart way… somewhere she would be. Without Jim, Chris or himself she would probably default back to her original programming, having sex with other students meant she needed somewhere isolated… Somewhere where not a lot of people go.

“The locker rooms- Of course” He mumbled under his breath, doing a full turn back towards there. In between his desperation and rush, he accidentally bumps into a tall dark haired woman, the impact causing him to stop.

Louie raised his head up, nervously begging her pardon “Ah! oh my gosh I’m so sorry- I wasn’t looking where I was going, I’m in a HUGE rush right now and-”

“Louie Ricci. Correct?”

As the sound of her voice hits his ears he falls quiet, her tone being one of blissful tranquility and refined tuning. His eyes cross with her’s, intensely red, staring back at him. Her skin was unnaturally pale, any sort of warmth you’d expect from looking at another person was simply put, not there. Her long straight dark hair fell almost to the end of her back, enriching her curves and completing her general dark outfit consisting of a white blouse under a suit, skirt and long thigh highs… Louie’s step faltered, something about that girl was not right, besides… how did she know his name?. In one of the steps he took backwards, his eyes centered in her red almost glowing eyes, he stumbled forwards. About to fall, the tall girl held him up with one hand.

“Ah. Be careful.” She said bluntly “There’s a reason why it is ill advised to run in the halls, correct?”

He slowly nodded,”...right” adjusting his throat as he went around her and towards the locker rooms. As he continued to follow her glance, she did not stop staring him down for a second, standing in the same place she was on as her null expression threw daggers at him. Trying to shake off the bad feeling it smeared on him, he attempted to concentrate again on Mary, turning back forwards and quickly walking off out of her view… or so he wished.

He made it to the locker rooms, almost slamming the door open, coming face to face with Mary and two other girls.

“...Did you just say “data unavailable”...? WOAH, HEY WHAT THE FUCK?!” Enna yells out as he sees Louie. Mary perks up, her face litting up as she sees Lou, smiling wide

>Face ID match found
>Administrator (Boyfriend) Louie Ricci identified
>Pausing Main Objectives.
>Engaging subroutines

Mary jumps out of her seat and jumps-hugs Louie, throwing him slightly out of balance “Babeeeeeeeeeee” she celebrates in a high pitch tone. Lou’s face turns to a red mist, a rush of relief going through him, as well as another rush of something in his pelvis as Mary purposefully presses her bust onto him.

“YOU’RE DATING LOUIE RICCI????” Yenni and Enna yell at the same time

“Oh thank god you are here… You had Jim, Chris and me all worried” he placed his hands on her shoulders, making space between them “You disappeared yesterday- we had no way to find you”

“YOU’RE IN A POLYCUBE????” Yenny yells, yet Enna turns to her

“No no no, Jim is asexual… You’re taking this too far gurl”

Mary waved her hair, wrapping her arms around his neck as she smiled “I’m sorry hun, I was busy with something!” she giggles “And welp! You found me now! What would you like to do now? Watch movies? Chit-chat?”

Louie frowns, tilting his head. He felt like he couldn’t really establish a proper conversation with her, at least she was still responding to the initial reprogramming of before. In that moment he was able to discern the other two girls simply staring at the two of them, still hugging. He recognized them, although it took some time for the neurons to collide, he was sure of it. He went to school with them similarly to how he did with Jim and Chris- yet he only held bad memories of them teasing him and making fun of him.

“...Wait- Yenny?? ENNA!?” He separated from Mary, focusing on them “You two are here too??”

“Uhhh, yeah, jackass. We aren’t some holograms?? also THIS IS THE LOCKER ROOM YOU FUCKING CREEP, GET OUT!” Yenny yells out, pointing towards the still open door while covering her body from the still unbuttoned shirt.

Lou blinked, realizing where he actually was “You actually have a pretty good point there! Let’s go Mary” He said without much else, holding Mary’s hand to exit… yet she didn’t move.

The girl shaped machine innocently held his arm in place “Wait!” she stopped him “I was talking with my friends here. They are totes like those characters from Mamma Mia to me! They asked me your reason for liking me. Since we are dating, and like, all that… I couldn’t find an answer! Could you please answer this query?”

Lou was caught off guard, her question seemed to have come out of complete left field. He looked away and tried coming up with an answer “Uhhhh, well- You know! You’re… cute! and… nice to me!” He stumbled through his words, his mind not really coming up with a single discernible aspect of her that didn’t involve her being a robot- specially one he was able to say out loud “You’re- Quite creative and… funny, remember when you did that phone prank?”

Enna and Yenny stare in awe as this complete idiot seemingly courted with this girl yet is unable to say a single real positive thing about his girlfriend. Mary just stood there, her smile becoming smaller as he blinked rapidly. He believed he had it all figured out with his attempt at a relationship with Mary… yet he clearly didn´t. Lou, feeling the pressure, simply holds her hand again and tries going out again.

“We can talk about this later- we gotta find Jim and Chris before she ends up exploding an artery-”

He once again seems to stumble into someone, that same feeling from before. He stepped back, his head turned up- nervously, sweat of his forehead from the previous embarrassing situation running down to his cheeks. It was that same woman, the darker lighting of the locker room making her wide open red eyes glow harder than before. She glances down at Louie, then, at the two girls behind them, who were in the mists of getting themselves out of the situation and then, finally… at Mary.
“BabeTec Deluxe Unit prototype located.” She stated to no one, that same calm and pristine tone, her eyes focused on Mary, who looked back with a curious tilted head. She was a machine, it became clearly obvious to Lou at that moment, a shiver shaking him to his core. This had to be BabeTec, sending a retrieval unit for a corrupted one- He heard of them doing this in some forums… yet never expected to see it in person.

The tall machine would effortlessly push Lou out of the way with a simple hand movement, being flown back by her force and hitting his shoulder with the wall, falling on the floor. Her other hand holding Mary´s outreached arm as Louie lost his grip on hers. Her HUD would update.

>Android Target located.
>Threat to mission: Minimal
>Disregarding infiltration protocols.

Mary looked down at her held arm, then at Louie pushed violently out of the way “Uhm! I don’t think what you are doing is really nice!”

“Irrelevant.” The robot responds, moving Mary against the locker row, the hollow metallic sound of the lockers being hit against makes Enna and Yenny jump

“What the hell is your problem bitch?!” Yenny scolds, coming up to her and pushing her to let Mary go, not moving but an inch. Enna joins in, instead, recording the situation with her phone. “Yeah! Look at this bully! What did she ever do to you to begin with you uptight whore?!”

Lou scoffs, holding his wounded shoulder, still not seeing what’s going on “Rich of you to say that…”.

As he steps up and sees Mary against the lockers, he shook, focusing on her struggling expression. The other machine was attempting to pry open her head, somehow, her fingers crawling against her skull in a weird pattern. He looks around the room, the row of locker seats he fell next to being broken down so the segmented seat parts were completely separated, being what was basically a long metal rod. He took it into his hands and, quickly and without thinking, swung it behind the android’s head, both Enna y Yenny yelled loudly… He tried to cause that same flaw that originally caused Mary to crash before, the impact was enough for her to let go of Mary, who fell onto her knees and was quickly picked up by Lou. The bot stood on her feet a couple seconds after the impact, yet ultimately stumbled and fell face first to the floor alongside the metal rod.

“Lou- what was that??” Enna yelps

“That’s not human! Just trust me for once and let's get out of here??” he points to the door once more, looking to Mary he guides her out of the room “Are you okay?? Everything in order?

Mary held her head, shook it and turned to Lou “I’m perfectly functional- No errors detected. Like, who is she?”
He shook his head “I-I don’t know… Seems to be a robot but…” He breathed out, the rush of adrenaline dissipating. He remembered what he had just done and covered his mouth “Oh my god that shit was BADASS I actually just SWUNG that shit to the bot?? Dude you saw?”

Mary blinks rapidly, a small smile on her face as she sees him “Negative, I was facing the other way while I was against the lockers, boyfriend.”

“..ah yeah, sorry”

They both hear rumbling behind them, looking for the cause, they see the body of the robot stand up from the floor, hold its own head up and accommodate her neck in a perfect and efficient manner, her eyes darted downwards, to the metal rod previously used to slam the back of her CPU. She knelt down, carefully and delicately, and held it, her eyes moving towards Lou and Mary.

>Reboot Sequence successful.
>Threat to mission: Increased.
>Unit not allowed to terminate humans. Appeasing threats non-lethally.

Lou and Mary stared in shock, a cold sweat coming from him as he saw how the android raised her arm and prepared to launch the metal rod like a javelin towards them. He took Mary’s hand, and quickly rushed off in the hall. The sound of the metal rod crashing against the wall behind them caused a commotion among the other students, who began to panic.

“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!”

-

The car parked in front of the campus entrance with the chirp of the wheels’ breaks hitting off. David sat back behind the driver’s seat, looking from his window at the building as he took out the keys to turn off the car. Vannie looked out the window as well, awe-strucked at the simpler things.

“David, sir. Did you study in a place like this?? With other humans?!” She questioned, as she saw some students walk off the grounds and come in, others taking a cigar outside the gates.

David breathed out “Yeah actually. It sucks. The stress, the exams…” He turned to his partner, a serious glare on his face “We gotta be quick about this. Could get ugly, you got my back right?”

“Of course! You’re my second top priority!” She nodded, gesturing with her fists.

David shook his head “We gotta do something about that whole second top priority…”

They both proceeded to exit the car, walking to the entrance as the feeling of the place seemed way too calm. Out of the blue, one of the students runs in the middle of the entrance and towards the other students announces

“Some crazy bastard just swung at a robot in the lockers!!!”

Catching the attention of the group, they all began to talk among each other, curiously glancing at the innards of the institute as they stood up and rushed inside. David, seeing this, thought the worst… with a simple look at Vannie, he signaled her to get in and find out the origin of the commotion.

-

Chris and Jim kept on looking around, tirelessly around every single hall and corner of the university, without success… Chris held her head up “This is pointless- They probably already took her! We lost our chance with the Thesis”

Jim groans, shaking his head as he crosses his arms, resting next to his friend “Hey, give it time. What do you know? Maybe Lou will find her first?”

She rolls her eyes, eyeing Jim with distaint “Lou?? He got us into this mess! I swear to god when I see that little-”

“JIM!!! CHRIS!!! RUNNN!” Lou yelled out, coming over the end of the hall, Mary barely keeping up as she ran, simply following him.

“Hiiiii” Mary waved as she ran.

The duo couldn’t believe it, everything was suddenly in order- yet him running was clearly not a good sign. Chris sneered at him, but as she was about to utter the first row of insults boiling in her mind since the morning, she saw the rapidly approaching figure of the other robot, hunting them down

“What the fuck is that??” She uttered, while she and Jim joined in with Mary and Lou in their running.

“ITS AN ANDROID OKAY?! SHE’S LOOKING FOR MARY”

“She's very mean.”

Jim looked back, the android crashing into the wall due to its speed as they curved a hall, buying them some time, as much as it is terrifying. He quickly thought of something, pointing towards the computer room and locking the door behind them. The barely lit room, solely for the cabling and humble dark light of the screens was all they had to see. They all pant, at the same time trying to keep their voice down.

“...We got some time.” Jim says, looking around the dark room with some difficulty.

Chris hugs Mary, almost sobbing as she feels her sense of security come back to her.

“Oh my god;; I was so worried… I’m glad you are still with us Mary…” She consoled against her shoulder, holding her quite strongly.

She pats her back in response “No worries! Like, I’m totally functional”

The two guys just looked at this with a raised eyebrow, yet Jim seemed busier with something else, quietly moving away. Lou pays no attention to this, as he goes to Chris with some nervousness. Chris simply stares him down.

“You-” She stops herself, shaking her head “What the hell happened? How could you have lost sight of Mary? You put all of us, you put ME at risk”

Lou laments, nodding along “I know… It’s not my fault, she just walked out in the middle of the night. This thesis is important to me too, not trying to sabotage it”

As he explains, Mary walks next to him and nods alongside him “An unknown program reset my parameters back to default, ordering me to return to my recharge station.” She finally explains, arching her back, intricately making so her bust would be shown more… at the end of the day she was still just a sexbot “I apologize if I caused distress to you. I’m ready to serve whichever way I am capable of”

“...Unknown program…? I thought I took those out, what are you talking about?”

“Not in my code. One sent wirelessly” She blinked, placing a hand on her chest “There remains a foreign connection to my system”

She raised an eyebrow at this… Lou did so as well, not hearing of anything of the sort in any other android they knew of. They would’ve questioned her further if it wasn’t for the thud coming from one of the doors of the computer room. She had found them, they all quickly began to panic.

“It’s that thing again! now what?? we’re cornered!” Lou yelled out, hiding under one of the tables. Chris and Mary did the same, attempting to find any sort of hiding place.

They saw a blue flash coming from the server panel of the room, following it, they’d find Jim effectively connecting a bunch of high fiber cables together into one load, and turning on and off the power grid of the server… testing the voltage.

“Jim- what the HELL are you doing?? Get out of there and hide!” Chris ordered, followed by another thud, the lock of the door, shaking and breaking more.

With one strong pull, he extended the organized cables out of the panel and held them close, his eyes darted to Chris and Lou and gestured with his hand for Chris to stay there, which pointed to Lou to get to the server grid.

“When I tell you, pull that lever down, the power one.” He ordered Lou, then turned to Mary “Droid, stand in the middle of the room and be VERY obvious about what you are when the other android comes in, it's an order”

The way he ordered her made Mary quickly get out of where she hid and mechanically walk quickly to the center of the room, her system efficiently calculating in the matter of milliseconds the general and absolute center of the room as every other process was dropped. Jim hid behind a table and nodded, Chris was still completely confused about the plan. Another Thud… the lock broke, flying out against the fall the other side of the room, and with the movement of the door handle, the door swung open, the light coming from the halls blocked by the slim and seductive figure of the infiltrator, her face and figure obscured except her red glowing eyes.

“Ooooo! Like! Look at meee!! I’m here!!!” Mary teased, unmoving as she teased with a smile.

Like clockwork the android rotated her head towards Mary, in the matter of less than a second. Lou, terrified, pressed himself against the wall hoping she wouldn’t be able to see them… She began to walk towards her, pushing the tables and computer out of her way as she took the path of most resistance, yet the most efficient. Her heels pressing against the carpeted floor. Jim awaited… the perfect moment, breathing heavy. She raised her arm, as if she was going to grab Mary with one hand out of there, and when she was but one step away from Mary, Jim jumped out.

“Louie, Now!”

The lever went down, the cable lit up with pure blue electricity, which slightly blinded him as he pressed the copper end in between the infiltrators breasts, electricity coursing through its body. Her eyes crossed, servos overloaded and her speech synthesizer going haywired with high and low undecipherable sounds. Noticing the electrical hazard, Mary would step back and look at her breakdown. The android would, in all of its synthetic desperation, crawl at Mary’s legs attempting to still grab her. Her HUD scrambled and blurry. Before simply shutting down… freezing in place, her dark hair messily all over the place on the floor.

As she shut down, Lou lowered the lever, breathing heavily as they all rounded around her frozen body. All turning to Jim.

“...Since when did you know how to do that?” Chris pointed with her thumb.

Swallowing and returning to his more relaxed self Jim rises his shoulders “I may or may not have looked into the voltage needed to overload an android”

Mary looks at Jim with a frown “W-why would you look that uppp??”

“No offense” He gestures Mary “Lets get out of here…”

The group tiredly gets out of the room, wasted. Yet a few steps out of the room, two tall suited figures stare them down. David and Vannie, crossing their arms and placing their hands on their hips respectively.
“Boss! I got the Deluxe unit on sight” she chirped with a smirk.

David walked up to Jim, first in the group “So- a group of kids stole a multimillion dollar prototype from the BIGGEST company of the city and hijacked our system to cover itself?”

Jim raises an eyebrow “Dude, what are you talking about. We just hacked her”

“JIM??? MAYBE??? SHUT UP???” Chris desperately shakes him as she looks on the verge of tears.

“I mean, if you assholes wanted to get your sexbot back you didn’t need to send the fucking T800 on us. I busted her back there with some 50,000 volts, so yeah” He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes.

Vannie laughs at his comment “Huh? We didn’t send any android??”

Silence filled the other side of the conversation, David’s eyes looking over the door as he caught a glimpse at the robot on the floor. His face turned to worry.

“That’s… a military grade assasin unit. No matter how much voltage you hit her with… We got about 40 seconds.”

==Chapter 8: “Termination”==

The limp body of the machine laid face down in the carpeted floor of the computer room, shut down, without power flowing… but not without being functional. Rumbling came from within her, quietly and subtly, as the surge of electricity was placed upon its system, its complex design was meant to simply cut off the power until it normalized, it was designed and prepared to withstand far greater and violent surges of electricity than whatever was thrown at her by Jim and the rest.

With an internal click, the machine rebooted, her eyelids opening up as she pushed herself off the ground into a sitting position against the room’s tables. Her red glowing eyes blinked quickly as her system assessed the sudden forced shutdown.

-Boot up Successful. No flaws detected.
-Power surge caused an automated hard-shutdown sequence. Scanning component’s status…

The robot, in her eternally unemotional stare would look down at herself and blink, her eyes looking at her burnt blouse and exposed bust, a dark burn mark atop her breasts highlighted in her HUD not before scanning her own inner components

-Powercell core status: Nominal
-Control AI module (CAI) status: Nominal
-CPU status: Nominal.
Warning: Burnt synthskin detected.
Paizuri functionality hindered.
Human infiltration capabilities hindered.

Assessing her frame’s current situation her system found no flaws for her to not continue her mission. Although, as she processed her capability of paizuri being hindered due to the burnt synthskin, she seemed to make a light frown…

She quickly stood up without problems, her tall figure imposing more with her careless expression as her turtleneck sweater now featured a burnt hole in her clavicle area, with spots of burnt off skin that gave way to dark colored shiny metal underneath. The commotion which was started by Yenny and Ena about her run in with Mary caused plenty of people to go around inside, looking to photograph her. Her eyes darted to the corridor, catching a glimpse of yellow hair passing the door of the entrance in her HUD, immediately relating it back to her designated target. Her expression turned wide eyed, speeding up as she ran behind it.

In her way stood some other students, trying to take a look at her from up close. She swiftly avoided them, or simply pushed them out of the way. By the time she crosses the door, the group, including Mary, were already inside of David’s car. Louie and her cross views, as with some chatter they start the car and begin to speed up towards the outside. The machine moves towards them, the single objective of getting her hands on Mary to retrieve her to god knows where being the only thing behind her soulless glowing red eyes.

Her speed was on match with the car’s, but she wasn’t designed to outspeed it… by the time they crossed the gates into the street she was already too far away. Understanding the futility of following it on foot, she slows down, not before scanning the car’s plate and model… Her system was fast enough to recognize it as a BabeTec employee issued car. The plate was ‘WDYC-091’, she blinked twice, no matches in her database… It was incomplete. She turns sharply back towards the school, efficiently walking as she intentionally directs herself to the crowd of people.

“YOOOO!!! THIS IS CRAZY GUYS, WE HAVE AN ACTUAL ROBOT IN CAMPUS.” A student yells at the camera of his phone as he stands giving the machine his back “ONLY IN NEW DUBAI DUDEEEE, WORLD STAR”

The robot looks over at him, stopping as she catches a glimpse of his phone.

-Internet based long range communication device located.
-Security level: LOW

“Please remain calm” She says in a stern yet soothing tone, snatching the phone out of the guy’s hands as she holds it in her hand, staring at it for a few seconds. The phone screen went dark, buzzing and screeching followed as a series of flashing colors and pixelated blocks filled the screen. She was hacking into it, reformatting the device for it to function solely as a sort of long range antenna.

“Wh-what the fuck is wrong with my phone??” The student stares in disbelief

As she finally succeeds in retooling the phone, and utilizing the car’s plate, she looks for databases relating to the car model… Her HUD displayed a 3D map of the city and its pathways as it pinpointed the location of the service car, relating it back to a public record and report of BabeTec employee vehicles, currently on its way to an unknown location.

“Thank you for your device.” She says, looking at the student, and proceeding to walk back out towards the exit of the school, swaying her hips as she calculated her next move depending on where they would stop.

“...Why am I turned on by this”

-

“DRIVEEEEEEE DRIVE FUCK, DRIVE!!!!”

Louie yells as he sees the assassin android cross eyesights with them. David turned to see behind the glass, cursing under his breath as he quickly stepped on the gas. Jim, Chris, Louie and Mary were all sitting together in the backseat, pressed together as the car was only meant for 5 people out of the 6 currently inside… Jim held onto the door’s ceiling handle as he groaned at Louie.

“Louie you got to calm the fuck down.” He snarled with annoyance, the high pitched yells hurting his ears.

Between him and Louie sat Chris holding her head and looking down at the car’s floor doomly as she held herself together by a threat

“We’re gonna die…” she mutters with broken voice, madly and nervously chocking up as her leg jumps up and down.

Vannie turns from the passenger's seat and worryingly catches her comment “No no no! We’re going to be fine! The android is not as fast as the car, right David?” She turned to see his partner.

His eyes were on the road, holding onto the steering wheel with a powerful grip as his eyes were wide open “Is she still following us.”

Mary and Louie would look behind together, catching how her figure stops running and simply lets them go.

“No… we’re good for now” Louie answers, sitting back down and letting Mary adjust herself by sitting in his lap, giving more space in the backseats. His attention shifts to Chris, who remains looking down with her hands on her face and hair. He breathed out, his heart still racing due to the sheer adrenaline of the recent events… yet he couldn't bring himself to even lay his hand on her shoulder for support.

He felt how the moment turned slow, in his mind, the feeling that they had gotten in way too deep sent shivers down his spine. He pressed his eyes closed.

“...Louie, are you okay?” Mary leans closer. He was back to reality, shifting his attention to her “Your blood pressure is like, super abnormal”

“I’ll be fine okay- I’m sorry, I just…”

“You got any water there, bot?” Jim talks over him, directed to Vannie. He had taken a closer look at Chris, who seemed to have only gotten worse.

Rumbling from the front of the car could be heard as Vannie took it to priority. Opening the glove compartment proved to bring no results, same with the sides of the seat and cup holders… until David takes notice and without taking his eyes off the road opens a compartment between the front seats and hands Jim a bottle with the company logo.

With a frown, he takes it and quickly opens it, straightening Chris up so that she can drink it properly.

“Come on Chrissy, keep yourself together.”

She tilts the bottle and takes a big gulp, breathing out, breathing slower “Thank you-” she says between gasps.

David slams the steering wheel with force, the sound of the impact echoing in the closed space “What the hell were you three thinking?! Hijacking a multimillion dollar prototype model… For what?! So you three perverts could FUCK it?! Is that it??”

“...David.” Vannie attempts to intercede, calling him out in a soft tone “The protocol is to be friendly. They’re terrified!”

Chris perks up, a raised and upset eyebrow “Maybe we wouldn’t be in this issue if LOUIE didn’t take good care of Mary!”

“Now you’re blaming me?!” Louie buds heads with her “How was I supposed to know she would just waltz out of the room as soon as I fell asleep?!”

“I don’t know Lou! Maybe! Perhaps just maybe, your job was to make sure something like that was Impossible!”

“Argh! now you two shut it!” Jim cuts in, rolling his eyes with a disappointed and stern look. “Mary said it wasn’t out of her own volition, Louie probably wouldn’t have been able to do anything against it anyway. But YOU Lou, you should be more responsible.”

“I am responsible.”

“Well, you’re doing a terrible job at showing it.”

“...” He turns his face away, not finding the strength to be upset at him

Jim, turns his attention to David now, an indifferent look on his face “And for your information, gramps, we hacked her because we needed an android for our thesis, because your fucking company can’t help itself to make super expensive sex-sleeves.”

Vannie turns sharply at him “Language! We’re your friends here!” She tries to dialogue with him, turning to David “...Right?”

He was far too concentrated on the road, moving across the empty streets towards the outskirts of the city, not having a plan at all of what to do. His frown fell, tiredly.

“We can’t just destroy an assassin droid… Its model is too sturdy. I’ll try to lose it on the way, it’ll me and Vannie enough time to take Mary back to R&D”

As his words exit his mouth Mary’s attention comes to David “What…? But like- I’m not defective, I’m in the middle of my mission still” she attempts to justify herself “I’m simply completing my orders as programmed”

“Yeah… well, you’ve been compromised it seems. Your programming was altered, stolen you could say!” Vannie fails to appease the confused android in a way that matters, instead making the rest of the group look guiltier of whatever they did to Mary “But do not worry! We’re here to return you to your makers”

“...I want to like… hm, complete my objectives”

“You can't just take her back to R&D, are you actually stupid?” Jim intercedes once more with a mocking tone “If it was able to get inside a school I doubt it’ll struggle to get inside whatever lab you’ll be taking her to”

With a sigh and a groan David raises his voice “Oh yeah?! And what do you suggest you know-it-all brat? I already have enough to deal with to have to also deal with your entitled anti-authority attitude”

Louie tries to calm the situation down “Alright! Alright! Let’s take it easy, if it was made it can be unmade. We don’t have to blow it up, Chris said once that androids cannot work without their AI chip- if we find a way to take it out we’ll be essentially shutting her off.”

“And how are you planning on doing that? Exactly” David responds, more annoyed than upset.

“We’ll- figure it out when we set base!”

Chris scoffs, mocking laughter at his comment “Figure it out? Same way you were figuring out how to do an essay without reading the book? the same way you wanted to figure out how my mechanical pencil worked by irreversibly breaking it beyond belief? Or how you were figuring out where Mary was?”

“What is up with you with me today?! I screwed up, I know, I’m trying to owe up to it!”

She holds her head, shaking her head at nothing “I’m tired Louie- Everytime I try to do something good for you, you screw it up. And then you owe up to it just to screw it up again, not learning anything… I gave you Mary so you could have exactly what you wanted, exactly who you wanted. Wasn’t that why we broke off? You wanted a robot? Then how come you treat her like this and let her go wherever?”

Louie stayed quiet, frowning. He turned for a second to glance at Mary, her usual smile not as grand as he was used to… or at least he felt like it was that way. His cheeks were red, he just didn’t want to hear this coming from her, or anyone for that matter. He tried looking for support from Jim, yet he seemed as upset as her, lost looking forwards.

“...I don’t know” he finally let out in a gloomy tone.

She crosses her arms, pushing her back against the seat. She could see the eyes of Vannie opened like plates as she peaked into their conversation from the rearview, quickly looking away as it clashed against her view, easing the mood for at least a second. As she looked out the window she was able to tell they were already out of the city, some of the greenery beginning to dissipate as they began to enter the outskirts’ industry area. Long abandoned factories and rundown warehouses going as far as the eye could see.

“What I do know is…” Louie speaks up again, a melancholic smile on his face as he calls upon Chris’ and Jim’s attention “what was made can be unmade. An assembly, disassembled. We just gotta make a good plan and I just so happen to have two very good friends knowledgeable in assemblies and planning.”

Jim smiles, rolling his eyes “You’re corny as hell”

Although not entirely convinced, Chris nods, remaining quiet. Her eyes gravitate towards Mary, unmoving she feels worry for her- beyond her usefulness to her thesis, she wondered if she was okay, if she was able to be otherwise.

On the front seats, Vannie taps on David’s shoulder, talking on a lower tone for the rest to not hear

“Are we… going to go along with this?”

He raised his shoulders “Doesn't seem like we have a choice. Lucky for them, I have something for this situation”

-

Time passed, now in the middle of nowhere. The radiant orange glow of the sunset going down behind the view of the city’s skyline was the view in front of the abandoned warehouse they managed to park next to. Jim stood near the small cliff, admiring the view to himself as the rest of the group gathered near the car. The back compartment opened, David unloaded a couple of things not even Vanny was aware of.

A small dark box, in the shape of a suitcase. He sighed, annoyed in his tired face. He slammed the compartment and placed the suitcase on top, opening it with both hands in one swift move

“Alright, since we’re left with no choice I guess I'm finally giving usage to this thing.”

Skeptical and with arms crossed Chris queries “Which is?”

He digs his hands inside the suitcase and takes out a funky-looking revolver of sorts. Geometrical and dipped in a futuristic taint of white, it seemed to have the revolving part behind the trigger, looking heavy to handle.

“Programmable bullets. Standard issue. Every bullet comes out of my salary…”

Vannie claps excitedly “An anti-android weapon! So smart of you David!”

He shook his head, adjusting his throat “Thank you, but no. If I was dealing with an android of the likes of you two…” He said, pointing back and forth between Mary and Vannie “Then it’d be a one shot. But this is a military android, it’d probably just stun her for some seconds. Enough for us to rip her chip out, as your friend said”

Louie nodded, attentively listening.

“We have 3 shots. And each bullet has to be programmed with a shutdown command.”

Jim turned at the words of this “Oh don’t worry, Chris and Louie know how to make those.”

Annoyed, David rolled his eyes “And you? are you just gonna sit there and do nothing while your friends do all the work?”

“Calm down dude, I’m an engineer. You said it’ll stun her, i’ll buy you time” He points to the abandoned warehouse “More than enough tools inside. You just do your part and I'll do mine”

“Fine whatever-” He disregards him, going back to the group “Now, I don’t want any of you two getting in the line of sight. I and I alone will be pulling the trigger” He specifies with excruciating punctuation, the idea of having to deal with one android was one he learned to work with, but two… and 3 youngsters was too much for him to bare.

Mary smiles at him, nodding her head “Understood. I will not get in the line of sight”

He sighs “You really don’t have to repeat orders given to you”

She nods again “Understood, I will not-”

“STOP-”

Vannie laughs, nudging at Mary “You’ll get used to it, he’s a nice human most of the time”

He placed the pistol back in the little suitcase and closed it, alongside the three bullets, coming over to Chris and handing it to her. She took it without much care, it was rather a lucky strike that she brought her laptop from before.

“I can’t believe I’m trusting the hacker of a multimillion dollar unit another hundred or so thousand dollar weapon- but these are desperate times”

Chris shook her head, looking over at Mary and Vannie talking away from her and David “You don’t get it don’t you?”

Her answer intrigued him, raising an eyebrow

“Their AI’s, even if ruled under some rules, allow them to develop so much. They’ll become their own person if given the time and space. They can learn” She faces him, a stern look “All you gotta do is show them where you want them to go. Who knows, you could learn a lot from them”

She walks away, leaving him confused. Vannie was a machine, he understood that much, but he never considered seeing her in any other way… Thinking further about it, he began to notice how she began copying him, the way he expressed himself, speech, even her attempts at completing his sentences. He swallowed, scratching his beard as he looked at the two androids from afar.

Chris passed by Louie “I’ll do the first lines of code. Check them with me after a bit, you know how it is” She said, pointing at him with a serious tone, and with that, going inside the warehouse.

Louie didn’t respond, only nodding with his eyes as he saw her go away. Checking up on Jim for some sort of guidance he sits next to him.

“So… Crazy day today huh?” He tries breaking the ice, an uncomfortable laugh coming out of him.

“Yeah.” He said bluntly “I guess that’s a way to call it.”

He didn't seem to want to continue the conversation. He’d usually scold him for being an idiot towards Chris and now probably Mary, yet he just kept his eyes on the horizon, all the while he sat on his but twirling his fingers in place.

Jim finally speaks up “Do you know-”

“That I screwed it up? Yes! God yes! I know it and it sucks. I didn’t know she purposefully put Mary with me out of her own good?? How was I supposed to know that? And I got all of us into this situation by letting Mary into the server- Now whatever company is looking for her is going to take away our only chance at doing this Thesis.” He breathed heavily, Jim looked at him… confused. “And it is all my fault Jim!”

He scoffs, shaking his head “What I was going to ask was if you knew what model the assassin droid was. I know you know this sorta stuff. The hardware might be sturdier in some places, I gotta take advantage of that”

“Wh- what?”

He gestures with his hands “What? You spilled that with me when it should’ve been with Chris, dude.” He begins to laugh, a tauntful, formal laugh that Louie hated hearing.

“...Whatever, I’ll tell her again…” He disregarded the awkward moment and moved on to his question “Her height and design tell me- maybe a XB1? XB2? Not much difference.” He points to his chest “Lot’s of armor on the front, not much on the back, kinda designed to waltz into the battlefield… at least that’s what it says on the forums”

For once in his lifetime Jim actually asked him something about his focus on android forums, which would

“Good, as expected then.” He responded, he brought a hand to his chin, intentionally making himself look smarter “Hmmm… Tight armor means bad ventilation… I got it.”

He stood up and simply went inside the warehouse, leaving Louie in place

“Wha- what the hell? That’s it??”

He was left alone, Jim not even bothering to turn back to face him. Louie shook his head, it seemed he truly shouldn’t avoid facing her much longer. He noticed in the distance Mary and Vannie bonding, not being able to discern their words from where he stood. He thought of bringing her with him, but he quickly shook the idea off as he marched inside, closed fists in frustration.

The place was old, in the early days of the city… before the change to cheaper electricity. You were able to tell by the large pipes from which furnaces would heat up the chemical concoction used to create the earlier models’ outerskin, while of course, expelling humes to the atmosphere. Inside, as he peeked side to side looking for Chris, he was quick to already spot Jim scavenging through dead frames of long passed their prime androids, not even featuring their outer skin.

He was used to the models being made with a more dark and slicker endoskeleton, these ones were grey instead… cheaper and of course less strong. Jim collected some parts, abandoned others, all the machinations of his mind blooming as he seemed to be smiling to himself unsupervised. Louie couldn’t help but feel good for his friend, even if the circumstances were dire.

At his left, he saw a stairway leaning to what seemed to have been once the supervisor area, overlooking the assemblies and furnaces from above in a neatly organized office, he was able to discern the shine of Chris’ computer from the ground, she was there… He breathed in and moved up to meet her.

As he raised up the stairs he could hear her voice, tired.

“...I’m sorry, I’m not going to be home today. Mom and dad are home today right?”

She took a pause, Louie, walked slowly and actively trying to avoid making noise

“Again…? But it’s Tuesday-” She stops herself, holding her nose bridge “Tommy. I’m sorry, okay? It’s an important thing, just take care of yourself one night and I'll get you something from the manga shop you like…. Yes, you can go in my room”

As he enters through the door, he slowly pushes it open, peeking inside as she was sitting behind a desk, laying her face against her arm as she held her cellphone close to her ear. She peeks up, meeting eyes with Louie, her more relaxed expression going back to a frown.

“...I’ll call you later, okay?” She hung up.

Louie smiles nervously “You doing alright Crissy?” He asked, pathetically holding his hands together “I’m sorry for ruining this- I screwed all of this so bad- and I should’ve thanked you for letting me keep Mary on purpose! It was… a very nice gesture”

She sat back against the old chair’s back, squinting at his words, before shaking her head and going back to coding, her laptop now connected to one of the three bullets

“...Back in the day factories like these were all around the city, spewing fumes and contaminating the air.” She explained, unprovoked, “When my parents moved in with me, they warned us it was a bad idea to bring such a young sicklish boy into a climate like this, we were farmers after all… rich, yeah, but farmers after all.”

Louie tilted his head, looking around to sit on the opposite side of the table, keeping quiet.

“Tommy got sick. Pulmonary Fibrosis. the chemicals and microplastics in the air permanently tore through his lungs… He was the only one to get this bad, medicine was good enough to create medicines against it happening… but not to those that it already happened to” Her eyes raised up from the screen. She had stopped typing “He never left the house after that. The air was too toxic for that. I had to be there taking care of him twenty-four-seven and all I ever got were comments comparing me to a robot. Disregarding me, ignoring me”

“I’m- Sorry, Chris” Louie said, trying to empathize. She just continued.

“This is New Dubai! I thought, the city of the future, the epicenter of AI development. But not a single time did they ever use AI for anything useful. It was fun, it was amazing tech after all… So I decided it was going to be me who did it” She rested, looking at the ceiling longingly. Her eyes water, her voice breaks and she covers her face once more “That’s why this damn thesis is so important! If I can show what AI can do I’m sure I’ll get a good job with the resources to help out those that need it!”

“And you feel it’s my fault that it won’t happen…” Louie saw sorrowly

“Well yeah!” She blurs out “But- no, at the same time” she attempts to think of the right words, looking around his mind. “I feel like you don't know the importance of this”

“Maybe I don’t” He admits, beating himself down “But I want to support you on this, if you let me… When we were together- you always talked about how you loved AI and I remember-”

“Talking about those dumb AI movies?” she completes his words, smiling “Hah Hah… yeah”

He chuckles, shared by her. The memories they shared of themselves dating in their youth flooding back in that specific moment, a testament to their friendship and mutual passion. It’s eventual end seemingly hitting them both at the same time as their mutual smiles dissipate. She sniffs her nose, drying the tears on her cheeks.

“You better apologize to Mary, alright?”

He quietly nods, knowing what she meant- even feeling the need to apologize for things Chris probably didn’t even know about.

He tries to change the subject “How is the code going?”

“Good, just trying to cap out any loophole the AI might try to abuse in the code”

He stands up and goes around the table, looking at the screen as she explained.

He puts a hand to his chin “Ah, interesting… You got all possible servers tackled, assuming we don’t need to bother with firewalls. What about the two dots here?” He says pointing at the screen

“Well, without it it’d loop back and cancel itself??” She responds, looking up at him, seeing that smarter side of Louie that she once cherished, her annoyed tone ended by an exhale of air from her nose and a grin.

BANG

The door of the little room slams open, Chris and Louie jump off the scare as they notice it was simply Jim, a box of glass bottles in his arms and a smile on his face so unusual he seemed possessed. He quickly carried the box of bottles into the table with a metallic clunk as he proudly stood with his knuckles on his hip

“I found these beers in the old storage room, this is pre-prohibition stuff!!!” He gives the box a slap “Come on, they’re even in great mint condition!”

“I have never seen you more excited for something before in my life” Chris says giving him a weird look

“Do you want to get drunk or not?”

From outside the small room the echo of David’s voice can he heard “Drunk?!”

The group peeks out of the elevated room, seeing David beside the door with his hands on his shoulders, giving them a stern look. Behind him Mary and Vannie would follow, Mary would make her way to meet with the trio while Vannie would stand with her hands at each side, glancing over David’s posture before closely matching his pose and look.

“We don’t have time for something as irresponsible as that. The assassin android might pop out of the blue any moment now” David complains, sighing at the end “Do you guys even know what type of problem you are in right now?”

The android would rise up the stairway, being helped by Louie, which she simply gave him a nod and a smile before moving past him… leaving him cold.

“Here we go again with this dude” Jim says under his breath, he peeks through “You’re not our dad! Or a teacher! Hell! We don’t really like BabeTec that much to begin with!”

He quickly turns to Mary “No offense.”

“Like, none taken!” She smiles.

Louie thinks to himself, saying out loud “...I like babetec-”

David rolls his eyes “We need to finish setting up the bullets. No distractions”

Jim scoffs “You’re one to talk! Thought BabeTec were masters at making distractions! Look at their androids!”

He simply allowed Jim to continue berating him, his stand shifting in place due to annoyance. He eventually turns to Vannie, curling his lip as he says in a lower voice “I am fine dealing with androids, but babysitting 20 year olds is beyond my area of expertise.”

Vannie smiles at him, patting him on the back “No worries David, i’ll take care of it”

Without taking an order or his response, Vannie would step up from David as he intensely watched, the words of Chris resounding in his head. She adjusted her Throat to catch their attention, as otherwise she had no need to, and with a refined tone and friendly smile attempted again.

“Well! I don’t want to boss you around! How about we leave those drinks by night time, hm? According to my calculations, regardless of form of transportation we have until morning for the assassin android to find us, meaning! We could set up everything and do a nice get-together activity with a fireplace outside!” She looks over to David “Even David will talk! And participate!”

He shook his head, crossing his arms

“How does that sound?” She closes the deal.

The group comes to face one another, whispering among each other. Louie opens up “How old does she think we are? She’s treating us like toddlers”

“Lou, we just talked about responsibility.” Chris intervenes “Maybe it’s more of a- Solution?”

“I just don’t wanna listen to them, call me petty if you want” Jim shook his head

Chris throws daggers at him with a look “Just do what she says.”

He rolls his eyes, going back to the pair as he defeatedly says “Fine. We’ll do your little charade.”

*

The group had organized the traps and tools they’d be using against the android, they were unsure if Vannie’s calculations were precise, knowing the complete unexpectedness of a machine like that… haste was to be expected in their attempts to execute their plan. Both Chris and Louie continued to work on the code for the bullets, although they were confused as to how they functioned primarily, the simple installation of the lines of code was more than enough for the three bullets… but through the coding process Louie began to have his doubts.

The assassin droid had proven to be resilient, to both physical and electrical damage… it was easy to expect it to resist weapons of this type… He decided for the time being to trust the plan David had laid down and do as he was told, but the idea didn’t stop floating in his head.

“Alright.” Jim said, getting back up from kneeling as he cleaned his hands off dust and residue “It's done… that thing is going to have a bad time for sure”

David was busy inspecting the triggers of the traps, among them, a thin line of string made out of copper cables found inside the factory, Jim crossed his arms, seeing him doubt his work.

“Any flavourful comments, babetec man?” He mocked.

He shook his head, going up to him and tapping his shoulder “Impressive work. For using scraps I mean” and with that, went deeper into the factory at the old employee longue, leaving Jim feeling a weird and nice feeling. He side glanced the string trigger and let out a simple “Huh.” of approval to himself.

Vannie had organized some of the chairs and broken down tables into a small circle, with enough space for the six of them. She sat on her knees without much difficulty, being joined by Mary, sitting next to Chris and Louie as they inspected the code… Mary was sitting in silence, her eyes lost somewhere else before shifting their focus to David as he arrived.

“Good! you came!” Vannie said with a smile.

He frowned “Of course I came, what- What did you think I was going to do?”

She laughed “Oh David you’re such a grouch sometimes, right?” She said pointing with her thumb while she tried to relate to the rest of them.

Behind David, Jim slid past him and pivoted to Chris and Louie, whose faces lit up as they saw him come in “There you are, had trouble with the traps?”

“Nah, I used to make these around my neighbourhood with less” He swallowed, sitting on a dirty office chair without a back, not before scraping it off of dirt before placing his butt on it “You two did your nerd thing?”

Chris scoffed “Programming is a nerd thing but engineering isn’t?”

Jim took a few seconds to respond, staring her down with his usual uninterested look “You know what, I’m smart enough to be silent and apologize”

As the chatter filled the room, Louie couldn’t help but draw attention to Mary. Her glowing golden hair and perfect skin generating a sort of light of its own to his eyes, sound seemed to disappear around him as he saw her in between Chris and her laptop… He felt guilty for one, and another feeling of regret came over him as he remembered that she was technically his girlfriend, or at least, that’s what he had ordered her to be.

“Hey Mar-”

The clinging of bottles startled him and the rest again, seeing it was David bringing the dusty cradle of beers in the middle of the circle. Vannie began clapping and quickly encouraged the rest to do the same.

“Alright, you guys earned it. I’m not a big fan of alcohol, but as long as you don’t go fully overboard then we’ll be fine” He said, more laid back than he has ever been before, he sat down, not before taking a bottle and opening it up with a single twist of his wrist. He looked at Vannie “So, what’s the activity, partner?”

Vannie blinked rapidly, hearing the words partner coming from him “Uhm- I- Well! Uhm…” she stumbled over her words, attempting to look as intentional as she could “Huh! Where is this partner name calling coming from, hmmm?”

He lowered his eyebrows “Vannie, you are my work partner, it’s not that big of a deal”

“Understood!” She said returning to the group, taking her hands together “Analysis of this current situation brings up the result of ‘coworker after time hours’ events! And luckily for you! I am well programmed for a situation such as this one.”

As she spoke Jim closed in on Louie’s ear and jokingly said “she surely is a social Swiss army knife, huh?”

“We’ll be playing truth or dare!” She said with a smile “Who wants to sta-”

After gulping a bit of his beer David raised his hand and spoke over Vannie “I’ll start!” He leaned forward and pointed at the group “Why did you decide to hijack the Deluxe Model?”

Jim rolled his eyes, leaning forwards to grab a glass. “That’s not how the game works, dude.” He opts to hit the top of the can with the edge of the table to pop it open.

“Truth. Same question”

Chris loses no time, closing the laptop as she bluntly responds “We are doing a thesis about the usage of AI and androids and their adapting utility in different fields, or a thesis on androids for short… we don’t have an android, we needed one, she was there.”

He is taken aback “So… you are like- using her as a test subject, then?”

“No dude” she shook her head “We are just observing her through a specific lens. The more she learns the more we can use her progress to predict how AI adapts to specific situations… Maybe we’d be able to prove methodologies for AI’s in different fields”

He nods, looking at Mary, who seemed happy to hear her friend’s words. He layed back and drank again “Alright… who’s next?”

Jim raised his hand, looking over at Louie “Truth or Dare bucko?”

“Uhh… Dare?” He said with a nervous smile

He glanced over the box and pointed at it “Gulp down a bottle in one go” He said with a devilish smile

David chuckled “Thought we said we’d go easy? It's not like we’re in a particularly safe situation”

Chris nodded along while laughing, no matter where Louie looked he simply felt pressured to follow through. He raised his shoulders and leaned forward to grab a bottle. He attempted to twist the cap open… but lacked the force to do so, showing his inexperience and weakness.

“Oh god!” Says Vannie with worry in her eyes, yet still smiling.

Not being able to bare watching him struggle anymore, Jim snatches the beer off his hands and opens it with the side of the table, popping the bottle’s cap right off as it flew up in the air and right back down onto the floor

“It was going to last forever.”

He hands Louie the bottle back, taking it shily onto both of his hands and looking at the cold smoke coming out of the bottle’s neck dauntingly. The room set their eyes on him, Jim at the edge of his seat expectantly as he simply sighed and swallowed saliva. Backing out now would simply make him look

“Here goes nothing- I guess!”

And with that he raised the bottle onto his mouth and began gulping with each wave of beer that flowed down the bottle onto his lips, barely keeping up. A combination of the beer’s temperature and the alcohol made him close his eyes in resistance. David worryingly stared down at his throat, going up and down as he gulped down. “How the hell is he even doing that, it's not like he’s drunk before”

Mary perked in, staring him down as she responded “He totally hasn’t” she was quick to scan him up and down, similarly to how she did before back in his dorm room, detecting how he was slowly but surely intoxicating himself with alcohol, she stood up and took the bottle away from him, followed up by him coughing and burping while hitting his chest with his fist.

“Ah- Come on Mary! I can’t give Jim the benefit of teasing me over this later!”

Jim swallowed a sip “I actually didn’t expect you to even last 3 seconds doing that” He rested his back against the nearby table “You okay?”

“No- are you kidding?” He was quick to answer “I’m all- dizzy and *gulp* burpy…” He covered his mouth, struggling to stand, Mary was quick enough to catch him before he could bump into his own chair

David stood from his seat and recoiled at his state “Oookay bud, you took too much for your own good. Too much too quick, you got me? Hey bo- uh, Mary, how about you go take Louie for a walk- get him some fresh air…” He takes a glance at Vannie, giving her enough of a clue to keep a distant eye on them, she nods back with a smirk, feeling useful. The two of them exit, Mary holding him but by the shoulder, shortly after they walk out the factory’s gates does Vannie follow them. There’s silence between the rest of the people, Chris looking down at the ground deep in thought and Jim smirking to himself as he sips his beer, catching what David did a mere second ago.

“Eh, smart. Sending the intern android on the lookout in case the assassin comes.”

He shook his head “Nah, didn’t do it for that, I just dont want them fucking”

*

The night had fully settled in, although the contamination left over of the area made it hard to notice, the glimmer of the stars shone through the thick layer of smog in the sky. Louie walked along the walls of the building, taking support as he attempted not to fall due to his own dizziness, all the while, Mary followed behind him, curiously tilting her head at seeing him like this.

“Boyfriend, have you tried maybe sitting down for a second?” She suggested, sounding more helpful and robotic than he has ever heard her before. Nevertheless he took her advice, pressing his back against the wall and sliding down to sit on the ground floor with a relaxed exhale. He looked over at her with a smile.

“Thanks Mar-mar…” He said, a hand holding his hurting head, his voice had already begun to get runny and distorted. He invited her to sit next to him with a hand gesture, to which she quickly obeyed, sitting next to him in one smooth and quick bent. She sat on her knees and rested her hands on her thighs, her shirt perfectly covering all angles of her sides and butt as it neatly folded around her legs, a graceful sit. She stared forwards with a null expression, looking out into the vestige of old abandoned factories, as everything around them fell to be too quiet… too much.

Louie turned to her, worried “You’ve been awfully quiet… I know you’re… you know, but… are you okay? and all?” he asked, fearing for the response. The pendulum of guilt had swung once more against the walls of his body, making him shake between every sentence.

She blinked twice, he had caught that gesture from before, it meant a sort of exit of processing back to interaction, perhaps she was in deep thought about something… She turned to him and as if nothing had happened returned to a goofier and friendly smile “Oh! like, I didn’t notice! I apologize for that, boyfriend~” She giggled, leaning closer to him, allowing him to see a glimpse of her eye’s inner camera, as she whispered into his ear. “You know~ We are all alone here and… I have the perfect protocol for outdoor sex~” She finished with a wink.

He felt fluttered, yet adjusted his throat “Hey, Mary… I don’t think its the best moment for th-”

He was cut off by the machine pressing herself against his lips, kissing him passionately, the raw emotion and passion of her closed eyes taking him for a ride unprepared. Eyes wide and still dizzy he was pushed back, again against the floor and under her. Who broke the kiss and stared down at him with a sly and seductive smile, pinning him down with her arm near his face. “Hahah~ You’re so totally cute when you get like this! It’s one of the things I love about you…” she flicked her hair so that it fell all together onto his chest...Don’t you love having me as your perfect little sexdoll?”

She knew all of his tick boxes, it took him some seconds to even generate proper words to respond with, he attempted to wiggle his way out of her grip “Mary- wait, I don’t…”

The machine once again ignored his pleas, her hands moving downwards onto his crotch ever so sensually and making sure to make him feel every touch. Louie shook his head, feeling lightheaded and weak. He needed to get a word in with her, he just didn’t know what was going on with her all of the sudden

“Mary- Stop” he gritten with his teeth, holding her hand. She looked back at him, there was an expression of what seemed to be disappointment or desperation, just to go back down and attempt to touch him down there again. He groaned and pushed her hand out of the way “I don’t want to have sex with you! Okay??”

She finally stopped, raised her hands in surrender. Her smile disappeared, giving him space “I apologize” she muttered in a low tone “There seems to have been an error within my AI module. The program was activated without vocal or analysis based consent-” Even as she attempted to explain herself she still sounded out of herself, shaking her head and looking away from him. Louie sat back up again with some effort, holding his head. He felt that rush of anger and frustration with her that he never thought he could, but as he met her gaze and felt that sense of shame in her perfect face it began to dissipate. Mary shook her head “I was designed for this- I’m a sexbot afterall, the perfect partner. I don’t… really have anything else to offer but my body.” She lamented, her voice falling quieter.

That last part hit Louie like a bucket of cold water, a shiver going down his spine as his voice shook “D-don’t say that… You’ve… barely had any chance at being yourself with us. I’m sure you have a lot to offer as a person”

She tilted her head “But I'm not a person. I’m a prototype for a Deluxe unit, programmed to seduce and copulate with a series of targets. My newest objective is to be your girlfriend, not myself”

He brought his hands to his face and shook his head slowly, the alcohol taking a toll in the form of headaches again “That’s the problem- and it’s my fault! I was so caught up in the idea of having a robot as a girlfriend I forgot you had to be my FRIEND first…”

Her eyes widened and was taken aback “Girl… friend… Of course. I have to be friends with you to be your girlfriend! How do I do that?”

He lowered his arms, tiredly looking at her “You just… gotta be yourself, you know? We gotta like each other… otherwise it’s not going to work… Took me a while to understand.” Louie curled up on his legs and looked down at the ground.

Marie closed in and sat side by side with him, curiously inspecting him as she utters “From previous experiences with- Chris, correct?”

His head peeked up and he felt the need to scream as she brought it up, doing so internally albeit well hidden enough, he simply sighed and nodded “Y-yeah.” He dropped, pausing for him to swallow “Chris and I dated a while back- And I think I only asked her out because I wanted a girlfriend… I didn’t know how to value her affection, maybe it wasn’t what I wanted… and… I broke up with her.”

“I understand.” She responded “You broke up with her for something better…?”

“N-no! I mean- I think so?? but… that’s not the point i’m trying to-” He modulated with his hands, curling up his lips until he was able to organize his ideas “Look. I dated her for the wrong reasons. Selfish reasons… I don’t want that to happen again with you. As much as you’re cute and pretty- and helpful and amazing on the basis of your existence… I can’t love you if you don’t know who you are”

Mary blinked twice, parting her lips “So does that mean that… we are not dating? until I achieve an objective previously?”

“Let’s say it like that if you want…” he chuckled. “Maybe one day, I’d love to… I just don’t want to hurt you”

She went quiet for a bit, bringing her hand under her chin as she sat and looked away from him. Louie curiously looked at her, beginning to feel a little bit better. Her skin once again seemed to glow with a light of its own. Before he was able to say a word she lowered her hand and blinked twice again.

“Who am I then?”

==Chapter 9 “Knock ‘em, Sock ‘em!”==

Out of sight, leaning over the corner and against the wall of the factory outer wall, Vannie looked over with a keen eye and an open ear at the just occurring ordeal between Mary and Louie on the side of the building. Just to keep them in check, after all, David ordered it as such. She was determined to do as she was told, while of course, turning now and then to make sure the primary threat at hand hadn’t found them just yet…

“Watching, watching, watching…” she muttered to herself, watching Louie and Mary from a distance- the whole wide scene until now. Although it was none of her business, she made a mental note about Mary, curious about how an android of her type would even be curious about it’s own role, it’s own identity. According to the files of the model, the identity it housed was nothing more than a facade to blend in inside the student body, Mary wasn’t supposed to be nobody, just to be attractive in a specific way depending on the target- now she was tasked to find out an unmoving personality? Maybe if she herself tried to do such a thing, David would be more open to her as her partner.

She held herself closer to the wall, before suddenly detecting someone behind her, assuming the worst, she quickly turned to just find Chris standing behind her with a bottle of the beers they still had in hand, half empty, lazily held with 3 fingers by the head of the bottle. Chris looked drowsy, eyes almost closed as she frowned in Vannie’s direction, staring at her straight in the eyes.

“Ah! Chris. You startled me! I thought it was… you know! the assassin droid?”

“Youuuu’re snoooooping!” Chris responded, pointing accusatively with her index… her voice was blabbed, slow- drunk. Even in her state she understood Vannie was spying on her friends, and in her alcohol induced mind, that was unacceptable.

Vannie stood there, smiling softly and patiently, bringing her hands together “Uh, yes! That's a very observant comment! I was ordered by David to keep an eye on Mary, I hope you don’t mind-”

Chris once more intercepted “You’re… also pretty-pretty…” she said, her face turning redder. The alcohol had done its due diligence in messing with her head.

Vannie’s eyes opened wide in sudden surprise, not really being prepared to know even how to react- well, of course for the offshoot file about possible INT units and their assigned employee developing feelings for the cute assistant robot was expected by BabeTec- but a random civilian?

“...Pretty! Hah! That’s- so nice of you to say Chris! I’m flattered by your comment…!” She said, even through her synthetic speech it was obvious her AI didn’t exactly know how to respond to this circumstances “I cannot help but notice you are quite drunk! How about I accompany you to take a nap-”

In that instance of Vannie uttering those words, Chris stepped forward with a might even felt and recognized by the machine, cornering Vannie against the wall as she slowly pressed her hand besides her, to which Vannie reacted by just shutting up whatever dialogue she had planned as a response, smiling in silence as Chris slowly raised her face at her, a tired, blushed face smirked her way.

“How about you nap with me~? Uhhh?” She said… flirting???

“N-nap with you? I don't think I can Chris! I’m tasked with making a guard in case the android appears before schedule…!”

Chris didn’t flinch, or back off, she had one thing in mind “Heh… always focused on the mission, right? So cute… I could just-”

With that, and her head slowly moving onto Vannie’s face, she began deeply kissing the android’s lips passionately. Vannie couldn’t do anything but stand there, looking wide eyed and lightly reciprocating the kiss as Chris had the moment of her night. Vannie didn’t find the experience appropriate… but she didn’t stop her either.

Their lips parting ways, Chris backed from Vannie and pressed her eyes in pain, her hand quickly holding her forehead

“Argh- my head is killing me… hehehe…” She was ditzy and drunk. As she made eye contact with her again she gave her a small wink and walked back inside the factory, slowly and wobbly. Vannie stood there, without a word exciting her mouth, eyes still wide and her mouth agape, as Chris left them. By the time Chris left, Vannie looked down at herself- and said to herself in a hush tone.

“I think… I liked that”

A voice from behind her asked “Uhm, like what?”

Vannie jolted, covering herself as she expected the assassin droid just for it to be Mary and Lou.

“NOTHING. I’M KEEPING WATCH ON YOU TWO, THAT’S ALL I’M DOING. BYE”

She nervously yelled, walking back into the factory. Lou and Mary looked at eachother and chuckled.

-

“BLEEEEEUUURGHH…”

Louie held Chris’s hair back, patting her back with a disgusted yet understanding look “It’s- okay chrissy, just let it all out, alright?”

“uuurghh… this feels terrible- yet oddly familiar” Chris said, kneeling from her vomit at the abandoned factory’s bathroom toilet. She turned to look at Loue, catching her breath “I drank too much, I’m sorry-”

Lou nodded “No worries about it. You did kiss David’s robot though…” He commented, having seen most of the whole action before they parted ways “And yeah! this is… very familiar, actually”

“How so?”

“High School graduation night, the after party at Yenny’s?” he tried to refresh her memory, it must’ve been years since then

“Wha…? you were there?? I don’t even remember that night…” Chris, held her head close to the bowl, yet pressed her frow cringing.

Lou continued “You also drank too much there. Jim made me go upstairs to Yenny's pink-hell of a bathroom and make sure your goth makeup didn’t get ruined…” He tried to reminisce about the night, a hand still tightly holding Chris’ hair, regardless if it was in a ponytail or not.

“Ohh god please tell me you didn’t see me during my goth phase…”

He laughed “Y-yeah! Well… you were avoiding me all of the last year of high school but… I knew it was still you. Jim kept me on the know”

She sighed “of course Jim would play informant.” She felt a gag coming, holding onto the seat as she let it out once more, coughing by the end.

“Esshh… you okay?” Louie peeked his head to her side, to which she responded with a nod and a thumbs up “And- I actually had to force Jim to tell me how you were doing… He was also pretty mad about how I ended things with you.”

She sighed, cleaning her mouth with a tissue “...I see” she turned again, closing the lid to avoid looking at the mess she just made “...You could’ve… you know, reached out. Yourself… for a while I expected you to do so, I waited for you to do so.”

He sighed, nodding along. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence between them, holding themselves awkwardly as they seemed to expect the other to say something else. Louie looked her way and caught his train of thought “-I managed to talk with Mary about maybe taking the whole relationship thing a tad slower! I think she took it well”

Chris couldn´t help but press her face in disbelief, yet allowing him the benefit of the doubt “that’s good to hear. At least seems like you want to change for the better”

He smiled “Yeah… the want is always there! for sure”

“She’s too good for you anyways” she shot back, holding his left shoulder for support and getting up from the floor, smirking as she left him on the bathroom, his eyes following her with annoyance

“She’s literally designed for guys like me, I don't know what you’re talking about” he said to himself.

-

The night fell deeper upon the group, one by one, each falling asleep defeated by either tiredness or the effects of the alcohol, Jim had taken his time to finally fall asleep, falling asleep with his back against the wall, a frown on his face and his arms crossed. Chris and Louie had simply thrown themselves onto the floor resting on their arms for a pillow. In the meanwhile, as instructed, Vannie would roam outside of the factory’s entry, while Mary stayed near her friends, sitting on her knees in silence as she would essentially watch them sleep. It was quiet, maybe too much… Vannie’s inner machinations were distracted, the kiss had kept her in a sort of continuous repetition of events, attempting to make sense of the whole event- smiling to herself as she scanned the area back and forth with half the necessary computational power that it was requested of her…

Within the first hours of the morning, while the sun was still all but down, around Vannie’s vigilant patrol, she suddenly stopped, paced around… focused on that memory once more, smiling, just to look down at herself and notice her intern uniform, distinctively labelling her as an android. Although there was no one around to notice her, or even hear her, specially a human, she couldn’t help but groan and mumble

“Irrational computations…”

As she raised her head again, her vision caught a glimpse of a silhouette passing by the back wall of the factory, detecting the possible threat at hand, she seized all other operations and rushed towards it with cautions, pacing her steps on the ashy ground to not be heard. She pressed herself against the wall’s corner before turning it, attempting to ambush what she could only assume was the Termination unit, readying herself… she then in one fast burst turned the corner to find… nothing. She looked around, checking behind the old boxes and metallic containers to once more find nothing. She sighed.

“Note to self! Optic maintenance rescheduling-”

But as soon as she finished those words, a tall figure rose from the shadows casted by the building and rushed down at Vannie, holding her by the neck as she aimed to slam the back of her head against the wall. In what was less than a nanosecond, Vannie quickly prioritized her own self preservation than to attack the threat, placing her hands behind her head, protecting her CPU and avoiding a sudden crash. The impact against the wall shook the structure, waking up Jim who jolted to David and the rest of the group.

“Alright dudes, rest time is up, the evil robot lady is here. Mary, please try and hide, alright?”

Mary did as told, looking for desirable places for her to fit herself in and hide, all the while Chris, Louie and David snapped from their slumber, David particularly looking concerned as he moved to grab the bullets next to where Chris was sleeping, her computer closed up alongside them. Chris helped Louie wake up, nervousness in her movements and expression, he struggled to even open his eyes.

“Ugh… are we sure it’s the android and not just… some animal or something?”

*CRAAAAACKK*

From the wall next to them, Vannie is pushed alongside the rubble, creating a hole through the wall that brought her to the other end of the building, with the termination unit meters away from them. The group piled together in surprise, Chris letting out a loud scream that finally brought enough adrenaline to Louie to wake up. David cursed under his breath, loading the three bullets into the gun as it beeped online.

“KEEP HER STEADY” David yelled to Vannie, closing in to aim the gun at the tall machine.

Vannie was pinned down to the wall, her feet barely touching the ground as she fiercely held onto the back of her head with one hand, the other trying to grab the arm of her aggressor, barely reaching her fingers on her.

“...I’m trying, David!” she said, annoyed, yet her voice remained as cheerful as ever.

David scoffed as he stepped forwards to better aim, his hand shook, he gritted his teeth as he noticed how the machine turned her head towards him in less than a millisecond, her reddish eyes focusing on his hands and the mouth of the pistol.

>Threat Analysis: PBP-MK23 Identified.
>System Integrity at Risk.
>Loading counter-offensive protocols.

She suddenly and abruptly turns her dominant hand, bringing with her the dangling body of Vannie to the mouth of the gun, pressed against her back. It was far too late for David to do anything, he had already pulled the trigger, sending the projectile straight into his partner with a loud thud and bang. Vannie recoiled by the impact, letting go of the back of her head and her body going limp… being dropped by the terminator onto the floor.

The group recoiled, David looking down at Vannie as the bullet dug into her spine, having injected the complete system shutdown directive. He cursed under his breath, but not even that was timely enough, as she’d kick the gun out of his hand

“Shit-” He grunted before the android, similarly as before, held him up by the neck. He resisted, attempting to loosen the grasp of her fingers with both hands as he kept his eyes on the soulless cameras staring back at him, and although using all his strength allowed him to help his neck at the slightest, it was still no match for the hydraulics and might of her mechanical hand.

The group scraped to figure out what to do. Jim took the first thing that he could muster, one of the bottles from the night prior, and without thinking smacked it on the tall woman's head, breaking and pouring alcohol all over her hair and down her body and bust… She remained unmoved nonetheless, keeping her attention on David as he was slowly losing consciousness. Jim, grunted under his breath and wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, using his own weight to bring her down, her eyes turned to look behind her and with one movement of her head, she headbutted him on the face, hitting his nose.

He was pushed back by the impact, a crack coming from his face as he instinctively holds his nose as he trembles into the floor. Louie, still in shock, sees his friend on the floor, wounding, and he scrapes to grab the gun, thrown at the other side of the room.

“Chris, let's go!” He calls out, rushing to get as far away from the unit as possible. She follows, holding tight to her laptop as they go deeper into the factory.

David falls unconscious, and she lets go, she's not allowed to kill humans in anyway shape or form, at least not for this mission. She scans the location, her hair a mess of wet, sticky alcohol and finds no signs of her objective, and so, passing by Jim on the floor without much care she goes on to hunt for Chris and Louie, assuming they know where the prototype was supposed to be.

-

The two run deeper into the factory, catching their breath every step of the way as they keep looking behind their shoulder.

“This is insane! We can't take that thing down?? It's military grade, Louie! Military!! Whatever that guy made us put in that pistol is 100% not going to be enough!” She panicked, adjusting her glasses

“I know- I know, okay? But we have to… somehow-” He looked down at the gun in his hand, opening it top-break style to one of the bullet casings shooting out as it's spent, recoiling in response “We still have two bullets left, I saw how he loaded it before… I know it's rushed, but I need you to reprogram them again”

She scoffs “Now?? In the middle of this? You know how stressful that sounds??”

“Yes, but only you can do it! We can't just let her take Mary!”

A voice peaked from some boxes near them “Like, if I am causing too many problems… I would be willing to ensure your safety in exchange for being offline”

The two jumped, just to notice it was just Mary, covered to the top in cardboard packaging boxes… hiding as told.

“We're not going to do that, you're… a friend, ok? And we still need that thesis data” Chris responds, Mary looks gloomily down, from the little her eyes were able to be seen from in between the boxes. Chris turns to Lou, determined “Alright. Fine! okay?? What do I put into the bullets?” She said, opening the laptop and sitting on the floor.

“Do you remember that final project we did in high school with the smart-fridge and the cellphone?” Lou says with a smirk

“oh you gotta be kidding me, louie.”

-

Jim eventually sits on the floor, holding his nose, blood oozing from his nostrils as he is absolutely pissed, he sees her walk away, and takes the opportunity to quickly move to David.

He pats his suit, his pockets, a man like him seemed like the type to smoke… All he had to do was set that thing on fire to get his friends more time, time he was wasting on checking this guy. He punched the floor and proceeded to simply smack David's face into waking up, not too rough to make anything that thing did worse, but enough to shake him up.

His face winced, coughed hard, catching his breath heavy, droopy, but awake. He holds his forehead “What the hell happened-?”

“Not now gramps, you HAVE a lighter on you, don't you?” Jim quipped, stretching his hand for him to hand it to him.

He coughed again, raising an eyebrow offended. He placed a hand under his suit “You little piece of shit, i'm in my 30's” he grumbled as he gave him a plated lighter “You're a junkie too? Hm? Taking a hit to ease the pain?”

Jim laughed, but shook his head, putting the lighter in his pocket, then proceeding to rip the long sleeve of his right arm “4 years ago I was 19. Going to my last year of high school was a big deal in my neighbourhood. While Lou was going through a break up with his girlfriend and loaf-rotting in his bed, the city hall decided that evicting 30 families off the outer circle's slums to make yet another babetec factory was a good idea”

His hand reached for a newly, unopened beer, the last one they had. David's face changed into one of curiosity “Needless to say, I was not happy. I could've stayed home, pay attention to classes, but I couldn't read my notes over the sound of my consciousness eating me up at night. So I joined with my neighbors with a bunch of bottles and…” he opened the bottle, pressing the cloth sleeve inside after opening it up further “We made a bunch of these and threw them at the riot police”

David laughed, devolving into a cough “You're out of your mind. I like it.” His eyes moved to his right, towards the limp body of his robot assistant, giving it a sigh.

“Is she going to be ok?” Jim commented with the bottle in hand

“Yeah” he said, casually “she’s just offline. It’ll take a bit to do a full boot of her i guess, just go burn that bitch already.”

Jim nodded, and stood up determined, following on the path the android took before, Leaving David by himself, holding his neck in pain as he remains on the floor

“I’m relying on me keeping my job on three sociopaths for all I know, goddamn it.”

-

The machine strutted through the factory halls with no rush, for all it knew, there were no exits deeper into the hall, they had cornered themselves better than she could’ve ever calculated. Her shoes echoed with the damp atmosphere, her glowing red eyes illuminating her path as her face remained unammused, stopping for a moment as her head swivels in place… scouting the area

>Scanning…
>No signs of organic life detected.
>Proximity to target: 76%

The way her eyes focused, her expression changing into a more annoyed one translated to a simulated version of frustration, and she continued walking, looking around as she spoke “Louie Ricci and Christine Becker. You are to hand over the Deluxe Unit Prototype or face the consequences. I am aware of your possession of the PBP-MK23, I calculate a high chance you plan on injecting a shutdown sequence on my system. This is futile.”

The two of them were hiding behind the factory’s many pipes, Chris typing as fast and as quietly as possible while Louie kept an eye out, in silence.

She continued “Although my programming forbids me from ending your lives, I am authorized to paralyze and possibly cripple you in non-lethal ways in case of non-cooperation”

Chris made a disgusted look and whispered “Does she really think saying any of that stuff is supposed to make us feel more willing to turn us in…?”

Although quiet, the whisper sound caught her attention, her eyes widening and looking in the direction of the sound, like a predator. Her head tilted lightly “Would you consider it if I were to be more… seductive? I was originally designed to infiltrate based on my looks, I was meant to be appealing. I am aware of your liking of women, from both of you”

A heavy sweat poured from both of their foreheads, eyeing each other as they cringe at the fact she even knows about any of this, Lou sighs and steps into the open. The gun in his pocket, but his hands in the air. “O-okay. You win, we’ll give you Mary but you have to promise not to hurt anyone”

The machine’s stance relaxed “Of course. I only care about my mission.”

He signaled Mary to step into the open behind him, to which she did hesitantly, keeping her hands close to herself.

“See? Here she is”

Her red eyes went brighter for a second, as she scanned Mary, ensuring it was her target. “Deactivate her. Her AI chip is currently in manufactured unapproved write mode, inject a shutdown sequence with your weapon.” She pointed to the gun, her glance turning to Chris “Or I’ll harm your friend”

She recoiled, pressing herself against the pipe she sat next to. Louie nodded “O-of course! I mean… totally fair and uh… such” He took the gun from his pocket and aimed it at Mary, a mournful look on his face. He hesitated, yet Mary looked at him without a hint of anger or fear, that same soft smile from before. “I’m sorry-” he muttered, before he pulled the trigger. A bolt shot out of the mouth of the gun straight into Mary's belly, stabbing into her inners and making her recoil and go limp, falling on the ground.

The unit began walking towards Mary's body, not caring for Louie as she passed by him. Her attention solely on her body, as she reaches down to grab her…

Another bang is heard, the machine stops halfway through her bending, turning to see that same bullet that pierced Mary on her back “I thought I specified that such a command would be futile on my system.”

He scoffed “That's because we didn't inject that command into you, BITCH! Hit it Mary!”

Mary stands up from the floor, and the unit is bombarded with a flood of sexual data finetuned and precalculated already by Mary beforehand, an amount and weight of files and processes her system was simply not designed to handle. The two androids were connected, a backdoor granting command that tied both devices to each other. A more advanced and more versatile device made to do one singular yet very demanding and specific action… overloading it as it simply cannot keep up. Her eyes roll up, her system overloading and heating up, as Mary looks down at her and clutches her fist…

She raises her fist and hits the dark haired girl in the face, making her tumble back as it attempts to keep up, barely standing on balance… smoke begins pouring from her ears “Error: CPU temperature rising. C-cannot compute. Error”

Louie and Chris looked dumbfounded as they just couldn't understand what just happened- What caused such a reaction out of her.

And yet- it still messily wobbles towards them, stretching her hand as she still tries to take Mary one way or the other

“Jesus Christ, doesn't this thing give it a break already??” Louie yelled, standing in between it and Mary… And just in time, a sound began echoing louder and louder from the distance. A deep, wobbly battle-cry “Wha- What is that?”

Jim ran with the lit molotov in hand, eyes locked on the machine tumbling in place as he halts and throws the bottle at her. The glass shatters, the alcohol comes into contact with the cloth on fire and spreads through her body, covering every inch of her body in flames. The rest of the group backs away from the now burning android, as they just watch her melt under the fire.

“Jim what the fuck??” Chris asked “You even broke your shirt??’

“I did it for myself! That stupid thing broke my nose!”

She tumbled and struggled to get up, the synthskin melting off her metallic frame as the frame is mostly what remains. The soft rubber of her face, now charted and black, reveals the black endoskeleton, whirring and struggling to keep up with the combined external and internal damage to its system… The High temperatures previously caused by overuse of her processing now sky-rocket under the fire, in a way further melting her inners as all safety procedures take place at the same time, one of them, ejecting her AI chip, much like how Mary did once before. Chris barely dodges it as her body goes limp, the flames consuming whatever is left of her body as her servos begin to wind down, powering off.

“Oh my god…” Chris notes, looking at the still lit body of the termination unit “We did it. We actually beat this thing…”

Jim scoffs “Not enough in my opinion.” and crosses his arms.

Louie jumps into a hug with Mary, quickly taking out the bullet that protumbed from her belly “You did amazing! Good job Mar-Mar!”

She smiles hugging back, to which Chris quickly joins in the same as Louie “And that punch?? Who taught you that anyways??”

“I'm, well, not quite sure…” She responded, putting a finger under her lip while pondering “I just thought if I was taken away I wouldn't be able to complete my mission and- I needed to do whatever was necessary to prevent that”

“Pff, hell yeah, to beat up dumb bitches!”

Jim closed in, yet… kneeling down to inspect the chip ejected. Taking a quick glance he pocketed it and then stood back up to pet Mary's head “Good. We can keep you around for longer then.

She smiled, nodding at him.

-

Later, outside the factory, the group met back around David's car. The man had his hands placed on his suit's pocket and seemed visibly tired. He had just taken the gun back from Louie, and was keeping an eye for the three of them. He directed his head at his left, his eyes still locked on the three of them as he spoke.

“Did you register them as her owners?”

Vannie chirped in “Yup! All ownerships have been registered and her primary programming edited to assist them in her thesis!” She said, walking to them alongside Mary.

“Good” He responded, allowing himself to smile “You guys earned it. But I swear to god, if you come around peeking into more BabeTec sensitive stuff I'll personally file a demand on you.”

“Relax, Dude.” Jim responded “I think we all just want to move away from more of. this”

“Very well then. Tsk, then again… you'd probably hack into my phone and leak my personal info, or set my house on fire or… whatever the short one does”

“Hey!”

He chuckled, looking at Mary “From now on, your model doesn't exist. It was damaged beyond repair and disposed of, malfunctioned during operations as expected, nothing else…” He explained the alibi to go with, to which Mary agreed enthusiastically.

“Understood. I am simply an obedient and useful unit and friend of Louie, Chris and Jim~”

He breathed out, everything in order, at last “I'm doing all of you a favor here. I know BabeTec is due to make bad use of her anyways, so I might as well help you out on your thesis… Afterall, you're good kids. Now, if there's no more questions in the car, I'm getting all of you home.”

The trio didn't say anything else, and just did as told. The ride was quiet, they had traveled a long way away from the main circles of the city. At one point, Chris elbows Louie, who had the entirety of Mary's body on top of his thighs.

“Just wanted to say, thanks for standing strong on this whole thing… you were pretty brave back there” She congratulated, smiling at him “Just… Remember to do your part in the project, okay?”

He laughs “I definitely have no more excuses” He jokes as he looks at Mary, staring back at him with a smile, now staying with him at his dorm room for good.

Each one was left at his place one by one, first Chris, then Louie and Mary back at the university, and then, traveling for a little while, Jim. David kept an eye on him from the car's back view, still quiet. Jim's nose was still swollen and purple from the impact from before, yet Jim's expression didn't seem to show any signs of pain. After a while, Vannie cuts in the silence.

“So! Jim! I'm so curious, when did you meet Chris?” She asks, leaning over her seat and looking at him directly

He raised an eyebrow, surprised by the sudden question “Hm? Oh, hm, we met in high school. Through Louie, mostly. We stayed friends ever since”

“Does she like pony tails?”

“...”

“Does she?”

“Dude, what-”

David cut in “Nevermind that. Anyways, you told me you went to protests when you were younger right?”

“I did” He sniffled, wincing in pain “Still do when there's some. Not as much lately”

Keeping his eyes on the road he nods “You never told me what happened after. Did those families lose their homes?”

Jim's voice sounded somber “They did. By the time we got pissed it was already too late” He explained “I don't regret what I did though”

There was silence after that response, David keeping an eye on him as he went deeper into the outer circles of the city, slums over slums inside streets. Houses made overnight, by migrants and people looking for jobs.

“Okay but- seriously, does Chris like Ponytails?”

-

The car stopped, Jim went out and stood near the side window where David sat.

“Thanks for the lift, dude” He thanked without much verbose “You could've dropped me off earlier with no problems though”

“Just wanted to make sure you'd make it ok” He shrugged “You don't live by yourself, do you”

“Nah. My dad's always home”

“Mother?”

“Dead, lung infection. Vapor addict. Was years ago though”

“Hmm” He remained quiet, took a breath in and raised his eyebrows, he reached into the middle of the seats and took out a card “Well, if you need anything here's my contact. You seem good with tech, might need help with work. I'll make it worth your time”

Jim shook his head with a smirk “You better. I don't do stuff for free”

“Sure you don't.” He laughed “ Well, take care”

Jim patted his pockets, taking out his platted lighter “Wait, your lighter. Take it”

David stared at the lighter, for a solid 5 seconds, until looking back up at Jim with a smile “Keep it. I'm trying to quit anyways” And drove off. Jim stood there, standing in place as he watched the car go away in the distance… He let out air from his nostrils, with some pain, and placed the lighter back “I'm selling this thing for 80$”

Meanwhile, inside the car, David felt good about himself. He proudly drove, with his back against his seat as he breathed out in relief… things finally getting back into place…

“David” That female voice he was just getting used to spoke

“Yeah?” He responded with mostly air from his throat.

“I think I like girls”

The Exchange Student

2026-05-19T18:45:38Z

MixandGull:

==PROLOGUE==

The day was friday, and the college council had taken the day off all together over a big business proposal… Due to the College high end student demographic it wasn't a weird thing to see big enterprises interested in advertising a product to soon to be graduate adults, see potential employees etcetera… but it was a domestic robot developer company? How would they even advertise that inside?

The college council, consisting of the principal and two elder teachers, sat expectantly in the teachers lounge, the sound of the clock ticking away as they simply waited for the other party to arrive with their representative… Some looks were exchanged between the trio, silently asking where the guy they had sent.

Outside, an expensive limo parked in the entrance of the campus, and as soon as they had arrived, 3 men walked out of the doors wearing black suits with the words "BabeTec written on the right side of their suit in a delicate pink font… Arriving at the teacher's lounge almost disappointed as to how pathetic the meeting room was.

The three men looked at each other for a second before the taller one in the middle adjusted his throat. "We are representatives of BabeTec Electronics?" The man spoke with a clear french accent.

"Yes, we've been expecting you guys Said the principal leaning into his seat with a raised eyebrow "Tough traffic?" He asked with disinterest, before signaling the men with a hand gesture for them to sit down.

The men obliged, clear discomfort on them "Oh no, BabeTec is a french multinational company. It was difficult to send a representative to begin with" he refuted, dusting his suit with his fingers "Shall we begin?"

One of the teachers sighed and nodded "Yes please. Why in hell would a robot manufacturer be interested in doing advertising in a learning center?"

The representative on the left end of the table leaned in with a raised finger "We are an android manufacturer" He corrected "And what we are doing can be classified as advertising… just not disclosed as such."

The faces of the teachers became confused "What does that mean? Sir? if you may…"

The main representative swallowed saliva before breathing out "BabeTec is to release a new top of the line companion android in the following year or so…" The man placed and opened his briefcase on the table, presenting some papers to the teachers for their eyes only, making them even more confused as the robot was… wearing a student outfit? "The unit is finished, we just need a market, and BabeTec is thinking on creating one-"

The principal interrupted "So that's in? some flyers? some company presentations and discounts for after the students graduate?"

The representatives looked at each other after he spoke, elongated seconds of silence as they just cracked up in laughter at the word 'discount' making the trio of teachers high ups more uncomfortable "Excuse us… No. We want to enroll one of our units as a student so in her perfectly programmed seduction protocols she can have relationships with your male (or female) student count so they buy our product after they become independent due to nostalgic buying"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"You have to be joking, right?" One of the older women spoke for the first time "This paper says the unit is a sexbot. You want us to allow a sexbot into our campus?"

"Yes" The man simply responded with a beaming smile, placing his arms on the table and holding them together.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"And why would we allow this?" The principal broke the silence again.

The representative clicked his tongue, went inside his suitcase once again and looked around again for yet another piece of paper "If our company's private investigator is right anddddd…" He rolls the sound of the word as he pulls out the piece of paper and presents it to them, containing a lot of graphics and names of teachers and their pay, but before they could ask about these he continued "...this is your monthly employee payroll…" He raised an eyebrow and closed in the paper for them to read and give confirmation.

"Well- Yes, it is but…" The principal said, scratching his beard as he closed in to read the paper, but he was quickly interrupted again.

"Then it is our pleasure to announce that we would be able to pay the employees, if the details of this negotiation is kept under wraps and as a simple promotional stunt with no external telling… and taking into consideration the potential sales in the future generated by this deal… approximately 10 times this amount monthly ipso facto."

The room fell quiet, the faces of the college council falling into slight surprise before exchanging glances for yet another moment… Yet the Principal's did not change, maintaining eye contact with the representative for 20 long exhausting seconds before he breathed in with his nose and let loose, standing up from his seat, leavin the pair of teachers following his movements as he walked slowly to the representatives.

He stood there, at the right end of the table looking down at the man, indirectly telling him to stand up… which he did with some backsided glances to his colleagues. The principal, in an astounding null expression extended his hand for a hand shake, breaking this expression for one of extreme joy. The representative looked down at the hand, then at the principal, and smirked, taking the hand and shaking it

"You got yourself a deal."

==CHAPTER 1: "Cargo"==

Next Monday morning…

4 Am on the clock and after a long discret slight remodeling of the faculty's interior to accommodate the recently agreed android to roam and function properly inside faculty's walls. The sun was yet to rise and the teachers and students were long to even consider arriving at college grounds, the perfect moment to strike. From the teacher parking lot which had an almost direct access to the gym area (the designated location for the robot to recharge and manage itself) a large cargo truck with BabeTec signature logo on its sides parked in the middle of the place, as closely to the entry to smoothly move it's cargo without the possibility of onlookers.

With the whiff of the engine stopping as the brakes are hit, the copilot door opened and a scrawny young man in a black pair of pants, blue t-shirt and cap uniform jumped out, cold breath coming out his mouth as he breathed out

"Fuck, it's freezing here man-" He said to the driver, an older more experience guy in his late 30's with a beard. Years hadn't been nice to him, having lost most of his hair leaving his gleasining head shining with the streetlights.

"Well, if you do your job quickly you might come back to the truck heater sooner" The man came back at him with blazing passive aggressiveness, making the young man roll his eyes "Now, Gary, right?" he asked, pointing to him

"Yes, Gary. You remembered." He nodded, his answer sounding tired

The older man nodded back "Gary. You go back, set up the 'bot inside the gals' locker room, make sure the protocols are in order and you come back" the man explained, going out as well and walking with him to the back of the truck.

Gary and his higher up, Mike, raised the cargo's wall and lowered a ramp… and at the end of the cargo was a voluptuous blonde girl with reddish highlights at the end of her long straight hair wearing a white buttoned blouse with a mini skirt… that even from where the two men stood they could see glimpses of the black lacy panties just above her long black thigh high socks. The bot was shut down, held down with velcro and protectors on a moving trolley.

Gary climbed up the ramp and closed in on the robot girl, which if it wasn't by the fact that he and Mike were told it was a robot, he himself wouldn't have believed it. Her perfect flawless skin with a blush on her cheeks, long seductive eyelashes closed in like a doll… she was at least designed to seduce, if anything.

While taking the velcro and protective gear out, he spoke "Why are they setting up a sexbot in a place like this?"

Mike growled "I don't know kid, some business thing. Probably the principal is a horny bastard, not my business, not yours" He replied, placing his arms on his hip "You okay on your own?"

Gary heard his help presentation just milliseconds after he had finished taking care of everything, making him look at him and tiredly shake his head.

"Good. Now get that doll in there and come back" He said, making his way back to the driver's seat without another thought

"Wait!" Gary protested, "You're really not even gonna tell me how to set up this thing?" He asked, almost screaming.

Mike didn't even think of stopping, simply flapping his arm in denial "The robot is smart, just do what she asks of you when she turns on" and with that, sat back on the seat and closed the door.

Gary grunted in frustration, pushing the holder down the ramp while strands of the synthetic golder hair hit his nose and face due to the wind. This was going to be an annoying night already.

Getting inside the gym, the lights were left lit up, probably the staff was told and happily agreed to leave the lights on for the morning. Gary continued pushing the robot in the trolley, the echo of the squeaking wheels clashing on the walls and coming back to him as he passed through the middle of the place. He looked around, feeling some odd feeling as if this place wasn't designed to be empty… Then again, he had a bimbo robot in a trolley, the circumstances were strange to begin with.

In the middle of the gym, he looked forwards to see the entrance to the male and female locker room, moving in to his destination… their destination.

He pushed the door open, left open once again by staff. With a puff he kept going, seeing the lockers and bars where to sit, some decorated while the rest had that shitty school aesthetic that it was taken from a dump, at least in Gary's eyes. He looked at the end of the room at his right seeing a slightly bigger locker which looked strangely newer than the rest, this gave away what he was looking for.

"Better be worth this…" He said to himself, closing in and seeing the handle, trying to open it himself, failing instantly. Confused, he tried again, there was no noticeable lock, but to no avail again… then it hit him "This is meant for the robot, dumb ass."

He closed the robot in, moving the arm of the machine into the handle, hearing the servos resisting with a whirr… and as her fingers touched the handle it popped open. Inside, was a small place with a round wireless charging pad with a small screen at the side of the lockers wall. It was designed to be used at night only anyways so Gary didn't waste energy in criticizing how silly the idea was. He simply put two and two together and turned to the woman shaped machine, something telling him to make her stand to recharge.

"God damn it–" He lamented, since he couldn't just plop the damn thing like a trash bag into the wireless pad, instead, having to carefully stand the glorified doll straight up in the pad manually. Gary breathed in and let go, preparing himself, then he hugged the robot why the waist, it's voluptuous breasts pressing on his face as he raises her up from the trolley with some difficulty, without power of compensator programs, the robot weighted a lot… specially for the scrawny man.

He turned 180° and began walking small steps forwards onto the locker, getting close and grunting every step of the way… before accidentally hitting the back of the robot's head slightly due to a slight height difference between the top of the locker and how high she was being raised. "Woops… P-probably nothing–" He said, now making more effort to bend himself and set her down, succeeding but with some back pain to add.

"Finally… so, it should turn on now, right?" He said to himself, looking down to see how the pad lit up a soft blue color, the pad now showing a text reading 'Recharging… 90%'

"90%? What? Did someone have a little go at the damn thing back at the lab?" He complained, probably having to wait until her batteries hit 100% before being able to set her up. Then he looked down at the robot's hand, closed into a very… specific O shape… "Yeah, someone definitely used you before packing you up…"

He thought of simply waiting it out, frustrated with the time he might be losing, but still, it was way too early for anyone to find him here, or at least anyone he wasn't expecting to find. He then began eyeing the bot once more… Her bust, it seemed to be– poking out more now. Then he noticed her uniform blouse button popped open when he raised her up, showing more of her enormous bust for him to admire, even a hint of her black bra with yellow flower drawings… He closed in, breathing heavily as he tried justifying himself "She's just a robot… besides, she's shut down, she wouldn't know… boss wouldn't know"

He looked both ways, confirming to himself yet again that he was completely alone… and went into to softly hold her chest. Soft as it can be, inhumanly so, better he thought. He backed off, feeling that was good enough, before considering it wasn't shortly after, going in again for a better full palm hold, feeling them wobble in place as he played with them. "Fuck it" He said, going to her uniform's bottons and simply undressing her, freeing her breasts out, now seeing the golden flower detail on her lacy black bra, now jolding them better, his Dick throbbing in his pants as he kept at it, now almost pushing the robot as her leg servomotors whirred in restrain.

Pushing her bust more and more, making them jiggle… he wasn't being lustful enough, he turned up to her head, and opened her eyes, yet again, the powerless miniscule servo motors in control of her eyelashes whirring softly as her magenta soulless eyes were opened to make them stare forwards, if he looked deep inside them he could almost make out the camera lenses the robot used to see. He then tilted the robot's head down in a way that would be as if she was seeing him grope her.

"You like that you- slutbot?" He whispered to her, smirking to himself as his blood pressure raised. It was seconds later than the tablet pointed out that the charge had reached 100%... but in Gary's excitement, completely looking over it, the robot on the other hand, began bootin up.

-BabeTec Electronics' Deluxe "Mary" unit online
-Boot up successful. No Errors.
-Setting up the system…
-Memory files missing. Printing New ones.
-Special programming parameters set
-AI module located. Deluxe speech program located.

Gary continued feeling her up, the robot's HUD far too busy processing the set up information prepared by her programmers for the moment she reached her designated operation area, but now, her once soulless and dark cold magenta gained more color, her camera lenses focusing in and out as his hands were detected and identified by her system, yet, kept quiet while setting herself up.

-Battery levels: OK
-CPU integrity: 100%
-Possible Target's information acknowledged
-Sexual Protocols functional

With his hands deep on her tits, he pressed himself closer, one hand now going down to where her sex would be, looking down at her from the side of her cheek "You like being touched like that robot? This is what you were made to do after all~" He said out loud once more, massaging her pussy through her panties… before-

"Set up complete!" The robot spoke out, her head jerking forwards, scaring off Gary back, almost making him fall as he yelped… "No files on target. Further information required." The robot said out loud, staring down at Gary as he hopelessly tried standing up from the floor and quickly dust himself out.

It was then, as he lowered his head to look if something had gotten into his shirt that the robot slightly tilted her head to the side, her HUD highlighting the 'BabeTec' logo on his cap, designating him as a 'temporary administrator'

"You are a BabeTec official. How may I be of, like, help with your work today?" She spoke to him in a seductive valley girl accent that almost made his skin crawl. She stepped off her charging pad, making her way in front of him.

"A-ah, well… uhhh, state your name and mission and- uh- tell me if there's any issues with your system" He mumbled through his lines, that was all he could think to ask if she was functional…

"My name is, like, Mary, I am programmed to like, seduce and creative a bond with potential BabeTec customers through my like, totally perfect body!" She responds, showing off her body as she admires herself, her blouse still open. "No Errors found in system"

He nodded, swallowing saliva as she kept talking, looking as if she was having way too much fun being basically a technologically advanced slut "Wait really, that's what you're doing here… I mean- Good, Mary. I mean- unit, so uh, just make sure people know you aren't a robot and don't call for too much attention hah-" He struggled to talk, he was giving a pep talk to a robot after all, one specifically made to seduce people like him.

-[Temporary ADMIN]'s blood pressure rising
-Erection confirmed
-Mission parameters matched

Mary's expression changed from a sultry smile into a lustful smirk, her system having confirmed a sexual attraction to herself causing her to activate all seduction and sexual protocols "I detect high blood pressure in your cock, sir~" she says, slowly walking up to Gary, who would slowly try to walk back, accidentally crashing into a bench and leaning head back into the seat, Mary taking the opportunity to simply climb up him, essencially trapping him, strands of gold and red hair tickling his face as he stared back straight into her camera lenses, absorbing and probably enjoying seeing the data taken from him.

"I'm like, programmed to ease situations like this, you know?" She says, moving one hand to his crotch as she maintains eye contact.

Gary breathed heavily, sweating as he internally was celebrating- yet, this would cause him trouble if people found out, so he really tried to contain himself- to no avail "Ohh- yeah I can tell Mary-" he gulped, then he asked a genuine question "You aren't supposed to talk about being programmed and being a robot and such with targets aren't you…?"

"Like, Negative." She responded, messaging his crotch, her HUD knowing exactly the shape of his erect cock below his uniform pants, mathematically determining how to properly please her target the best "But you know. And my system has determined a 71.2% chance that you, like, might be attracted to robot gals like me. And that's like, good enough for me~"

Even when she had no information on him, he hit the right spot out of the door? Technology was really terrifying when the company that makes it is hellbound on making money. "Uhuh, that's a pretty nice guess- Woah!-" Gary yelled out as the robot simply pulled down his pants to free his erect penis.

-Target information missing
-Sexual profile includes: Breasts
-Executing…

"Jmm! I see" she utters, while also moving her hands behind her bra and letting it fall on top of Gary, who looked in horror as she was going in for real… then up, seeing the naked tits of the synthetic woman jiggle free and perked up, making him temporarily forget in what kind of a mess he was in. She then moved her lacy panties to a side, making herself fall on top of his cock as he went inside in one full thrust.

Gary moaned in pleasure as she did, her perfect warm pussy being specifically designed and calibrated to make as much pleasure as robotically possible, she simply smirked seductively, a tint of blush forming on her cheeks and nose as she begins massaging his top slowly, pressing herself as she giggles at his reactions "Feeling good yet, sir?"

"Shh- Y-yeah! I mean- not… GO ON!" He orders, moving his hands to hold her naked breasts, making the robot girl moan softly as he touches her, encouraging him.

She speed up her pace, now bouncing on his cock as her pussy began to vibrate internally, making Gary curl back in pleasure, the robot on the other hand, kept on scanning her progress and computing the next course of action, of course, internally, while outside showing herself as a pleased mess holding herself.

Mid intercouse speech options:
-<Lie> It's too much data for me…
-<Lie> Your Cock is destabilizing my circuits!
-Cum whenever you want, sir~ ←[56.99% success rate]
-Fuck you asshole

"Cum- ah! whenever, like- fuck! you want sir!" Mary suggested as she bounced on his cock, her expression saying just oh how much of a mess he was making her, while in reality it was her adapting to his likes.

"Fuck- you feel so good;;" he said grinding his teeth, lowering his hands to hold her slip hourglass sides, making the robot in response gasp by his touch. He now directed her thrust on him, speeding herself to compensate for his demands. Mary began moaning more and more, fucking harder and faster as she 'helplessfully' took it, sticking her tongue in please and staring at Gary so he knew it but he was far too busy arching and moving his hips up and down, his forehead sweating as he breathed heavily and moaned as well.

"I'm coming-!" He announced, pushing himself onto her as he came inside of her. Mary, while at it, began moaning cries of pleasure as his seed filled her up, overtly exaggerating her reaction for his entertainment… he was left panting, hearing her insane yelling before he uttered "...Mary"

She suddenly stopped, looking down at him with now more normal and genuent smile "Like, Yes sir?" she queried, sounding more like when she was first active than anything as lustful afterwards.

"I don't have to clean you up do I?" Gary asked tiredly, placing a hand on his forehead, ashamed of himself"

Mary shook her head "My model is self cleaning after sexual intercourse. The sperm will be recollected and-"

"Don't need the details… thank god…" He sighed in relief.

"Like, Of course, sir"

Gary looked up at her, smiling to himself. She in response stood up from his now not erect member and stood in front of him.

"Mary?"

"Yes sir?"

"Remember all the mission specifications I gave you?"

"Like, of course sir. Stored and noted~"

"Yeah. Keep those and delete from your memory that we had sex, please"

Mary stood there smiling, her eyes staring forwards into nothing as a computerized buzz came out of her due to what he believed was the data being deleted, he then stood from the bench, took her bra and walked up to her to redress her properly. Her lost expression makes him blush once more as he closes in to kiss her lips, as she stares wide open into him, unconscious of the events unfolding. Then he separated himself, quickly redressing himself before she came back online.

"Data like, totally erased" She stated looking at him, waiting for an order

"Good, now go back to your charging port and wait until your designated operative time…" he ordered, turning around and leaving the robot.

Mary nodded and followed orders standing in her pad and closing the closet for the next 3 hours…

*

Back at the truck, the way back was silent. Gary stared off into the window as Mike drove uninterested. It was then that he glanced over to his younger partner, noticing the fly of his pants were down…

"So" Mike opened, sending a shockwave towards Gary, making him turn "You fucked her."

"W-what??" Gary flashed back, confused as to how he could possibly know.

"The BabeTec Deluxe. You fucked it" He reaffirmed rising his shoulders.

Unable to find the words, Gary simply chuckled in disbelief "I did not- How could-"

"Okay." Mike rested, disinterested about the conversation already.

"..."

Then Gary swallowed and looked over Mike, worried "I deleted her memory though"

"Holy shit, you actually fucked her?!" Mike turned in shock "I was messing with you because your fly is down you weirdo!"

"She seduced me!-"

"What is wrong with you?! test driving an undercover sexbot??"

"I deleted the memory data anyways!"

The argument continued, for a long time after the trip. But fortunately for Gary, Mike ain't no snitch.

==Chapter 2: Amateur==

9 A.M on a Monday, Campus' outside entrance.

leaning into one of the building's pillars near the door, headphones in each ear, a last year student scrolled through his phone feed, aimlessly waiting for time to pass as more and more people poured inside the entrance walls without taking a second to look at him. A long black haired regular guy basking in the shadows reading up on the latest posts about electronics…

"Lou." called another slightly older looking guy with short brunette hair "What are you still doing outside?"

Without breaking concentration between his eyes and the telefon screen, Lou responded "It's too cold inside, besides, I do nothing inside until you get here"

"You flatter me." His friend Jim quipped with sarcasm, holding tighter on his black side bag as he leaned in to see what he's reading "Looking for robot coochie again?"

Lou sharply turned to his friend with squinted eyes, confused and offended "I'm not sharing things with you anymore, you know?"

"Oh you didn't share that, I found you out…" Jim responded, resting on the pillar as well as he reached into his bag to take out a cereal bar, opening it as he spoke "I'm just messing with you. Anything interesting though?"

"No clue" He quipped back, looking at his phone once more, finally exiting from the site "BabeTec's been quiet about new releases. They keep making those stupid character based collection units!" He said in frustration, placing his phone in his pocket.

Jim wasn't really there in the conversation, biting down on the bar as he muffled his words "What's wrong about collection units?"

"Uh- you know! they are all basically the same frame, same AI level chip… it's just- a different frame!" he explained, gesturing with his hands in rage.

Jim shook his head slowly "Oh the humanity." he rolled his eyes.

"You don't care at all do you?"

"Look, I don't care about the sex or the bot part of the word 'sexbot' so why would I? I'm just playing my role as the, you know, supportive friend." Jim bit his bar again, swallowing and then bumped his friend's shoulder "Can we go inside so I can put my stuff in the locker?"

Lou nodded, walking inside followed by Jim, not particularly invested in anything else that wasn't is early morning breakfast replacement.

*

Back inside the girl's locker room, hidden in the inner corner of the whole room, was the android's designated service station, in which Mary had been standing still ever since she was properly set up that morning. After hours of inactivity, the system had completely shut down to save up processing data, to speed up the charging process and simply because she was programmed to do so.

But, it was inside the smooth perfect skin and curves of the sex android that an inner digital clock hit the 9:00 pm hour, an immediate boot up was executed on the robot internally. Making her eyes flutter open, glowing their particular magenta natural glow as her system beeped from inside.

-DESIGNATED 9:00 PM BOOT UP ENGAGED
-Successful boot up. No Errors found.
-Loading tasks…

As the robot did what she was designed to do each time she was on internally, she looked rather odd on the outside, staring intently into the lockers door with a null expression, ignoring a slight 'O' shaped gesture the bimbo had made with her glossy pink lips.

-Tasks:
-Follow designated schedule protocols.
-Locate and seduce possible targets throughout the day.
-Return to the charging pad at 7:30pm for scheduled self maintenance.
-Loading AI module…

Liveliness and detail returned to Mary's face as she straightened her head with a soft whirr, a cute smile forming on her face as she almost immediately after opened her little compartment and walked off, closing behind her and posing to herself. She playfully adjusted her golden hair, twirling with the end of it with a finger before a warning flashed on her HUD, making her blink rapidly as flashes came from her magenta irises.

Mary looked disconcerted, looking down at her exposed bust as she held it with both hands. Her HUD highlighted it, scanning it as the warning came from her mobility protocols. The robot tilted her head, the scan finishing to indicate that her bra was adjusted poorly and had a 73% chance of falling off due to a loose knot. Probably generated by her encounter last night with the technician.

-Assessing…
-Calculating best course of action…
-Course of action identified.
-Executing…

Mary's face changed once more into a confident smirk, before her breasts expanded from one second to the other! pressing into the loose bra knot while also making her already big bust even bigger. She felt herself up, not for self pleasure, as if her unit was capable of that, but rather as a failsafe motion to make sure the internal machinery was secured, which it was.

Then she scanned again, milliseconds after showing a result of 0% chance of falling off, while also incrementing her seduction success rate possibilities as her bust was still between 'normal' sizes. She proudly looked down at her bust, traces of her red hair falling in it before she quickly compensated it for her cleavage to be perfectly visible. Then, and only then, did she proceed to move on into walking.

Thousands of programs where loading into the machine's active live CPU as she headed into where was supposed to be people; servomotors silencers protocols, preparing possible conversation topics, doing a throughout scan on her figure and how to retroactively make herself sexier… which oddly enough, her AI would time and time again dismiss as unnecessary… and most of all, a preset walking cycle that made her hips look more sensual than they already were by design.

She opened the door, walking down the hallway as some people happened to appear in front of her. Her HUD quickly ID'd them, giving the machine live information on the students through the student records provided by the council beforehand. Their name, scores, possible internet likes… even if somewhat uncertain, were all the information she had access to.

As she did, she quickly stared down at them, moving her neck uncannily faster than humanly possible to identify two male students on her path, before quickly autocorrecting to something more natural. She giggled at them, lustfully smirking as they passed by

"Hey Boysss~" She said out loud as they passed her by, making sure they would turn around to glance at her mathematically perfect hip sway, where they could see hints of her black panties underneath her mini skirt.

The guys, on the other hand, were more confused over who exactly was this girl to begin with…?

No erections detected, light seduction attempt failed. Her system had a light, what we would consider to be, panic attack quickly redirecting her efforts into starting small… mostly to make sure her protocols were in order. As such, her system looked up targets on the student list, looking for individuals with low seduction skills who would fall instantly at the idea of a perfect girl like her presenting herself on a silver plate.

Just as the bimbo reached the main entrance door, placing her soft manicured hand on it, she stopped, having a small shift deep in her camera lenses as her primary objective was updated. Her AI didn't took this lightly, making her face blush and express lust as sue whispered to herself "Target: Louie Ricci~"

*
The door of the locker swung open by the hand of Jim, taking out his books out of his side bag and placing them in order of size one by one inside his locker. He yawned, listening to the ramblings of his friend behind him.

"...I'm telling you, all they had to do was switch the CPU module with the AI compartment, that way they could've saved space on both while also expanding the size for more data storage" He rambled on, leaning on his locker, one foot up, looking over Jim, still organizing. "I mean, all BabeTec androids have that flaw. Any strong superficial strike to the head will simply scramble and crash their CPU."

"If only they had asked you beforehand." Jim replied, with heavy handed irony

"Hey, they will. I'm definitely working as a robot designer after this." He gestures around himself, meaning the campus. "If they read our thesis after we're done, they are going to be amazed. Has Chris written you about her part?"

While they spoke, in the left entrance of the main area, Mary opened the door and stared aimlessly at the place. Her computerized brain quickly ID'ing the faces of all the people walking in and out, with no matches found for her target. She began walking slowly, keeping that seductive walking cycle of hers still while she kept scanning. Normal people, on the other hand, couldn't help but glance over the perfectly sensual new girl, muttering to each other as to if she was really new or just didn't see her before.

Continuing to walk and turning, looking over to one of the locker lines, she saw how what she recognized as a couple talked to each other leaning into the lockers. Further analysis of infrared and heat scans would indicate to Mary that both of their blood pressures were high… an erection on the male, more importantly to her. It was then that the robot identified the pose and leaning of the girl and identified it as seducing~ saving it up for later usage. All of this while she stood still staring aimlessly…

She then continued scanning the rows before finally getting a match in the last row in front of the entrance. Mary redirected her whole figure towards Lou and Jim, laser focus on Lou as she swayed away her skirt with a seductive smirk.

"No, Chris hit a wall because she simply can't develop an AI out of thin air, Louie" Jim finally closed his locker, his bag feeling lighter on his shoulder as he turned to Lou "And that might be true, but you need experience with programming. And you've never even interacted with a robot before in your life. None of us have, Either we find an android to gather data from or we change the thesis subject." that comment dug into Lou's skin, making him roll his eyes and "And those things aren't cheap, and it's not like one is just going to pop up out of nothing-"

As they spoke, the locker beside Lou was slammed by Mary who leaned into it, in the same pose as the girl from before, looking at Lou with a wide eyed smile. The slam spooked Lou, making him jump a bit as he turned to her.

"Hiii!" Mary said with a delicate hand wave, giggling to herself.

Jim turned as well, raising an eyebrow "Uh, do we know you from anywhere?"

In the short one and a half seconds that it took Jim to intervene, Mary had already obsessively scanned over Lou around multiple times, her HUD highlighting his figure and showing information about his blood pressure and possible responses to her arrival.

But as Jim spoke, she turned to him, the same face as she was giving Lou before and blinked "Oh, I'm sorry, is that like, your friend or something?" Mary asked Lou pointing at him

"Y-yeah?" Lou said somewhat confused over the awkward situation, backing himself and taking the lashes of his bag tighter.

The computerized brain inside of Mary, instead of simply taking the comment as it was, simply associated the two, making a link and even processing the possibility of a trio with them… Mary sharply turned to Jim and scanned him, saving his ID and consecutively Lou's by doing the exact same motion. She then smiled at Lou with a chuckle, leaning forwards, presenting her bust at full display and extending her hand to him "Well, that's so cool! I'm Mary-" there was a short hiccup in her sentence, her programmers forgetting to upload into her a last name, hotfixing it by randomly selecting one off the internet in less than 0.5 seconds "-Reina, I'm new here hihi~" She completed, the hiccup being obvious in how her speech patterned changed.

Lou gave her an awkward smile, and slowly went in to take her hand, and shook it. Her skin was soft, smooth and most importantly cold, it was like grabbing your own frozen palm in winter, but as fast as he could note the details she took away her hand. "I'm Louie, this is Jimmy" he simply replied, grabbing his friend's shoulder and pointing at him with the other hand.

'Mary Reina' was quickly saved as her full unit name quickly after saying it outloud. When Lou presented himself, of course, Mary already knew this through facil ID yet was given further confirmation and as such deemed a success. She then turned to Jim who with a sigh extended his hand and quickly shook his hand.

"Jim is fine. Hope you acclimate, this place is a bore most of the time. It is nice to get to meet a Latina though" Jim gave her a warm welcoming smile.

Mary on the other hand, kept her smile high and began nodding as he spoke… now adding into her unit information that she is "latina", even if nothing about her design or personality program was made to be such- "Yes! Latina! Mhm~!! like, thanks" She nods, turning back to Louie, her primary target "Again, heh, I'm a little new so like, could you show me around? Alone." She smiles at him with those same lustful eyes.

Lou got a good look at her figure, previously intentionally leaning closer to show her massive perfectly designed breasts, her wide hips tilted against the locker door to show just how little her mini skirt intentionally hid, all while giving him the friendliest smile while at it. He couldn't help but feel aroused towards her, she was everything he could've imagined a perfect college girlfriend would be if he was given pen and paper and some time to illustrate… and Mary's system knew it, and in a mechanical sense that we couldn't comprehend, loved every mili-second of recorded data that affirmed this.

"So, like, wanna show me around Louie?" She asked again.

Lou nervously laughed, fake coughing to adjust his thought as he looked over to Jim "Y-yeah, can you wait here a second?"

Mary nodded "Of course Louie, like, I can wait as much as you need~" She added, leaning off and standing there, her eyes always following his movements as she held her hands together. She meant what she said in a literal sense, having no other commands than the current one… yet it felt like a sexual remark in the way that she said it.

Lou stepped away and dragged Jim with him who unwillingly went along with this secret conversation shit anyways, turning away from Mary. He passed his arm behind the back of Jim's neck and created a small wall of secrecy between her and them

"Listen, if your goal is to interest the hot girl trying to sweet talk you into showing you the place, doing this stunt is killing your chances by the second" Jim interviewed before his friend could say a word, holding the bridge of his nose with one hand and side glancing at Lou.

"Dude- this could be one of those pranks? like, first day type of stuff?" Louie argued, shakiness in his voice "I mean, she even looks like she's into me!"

Jim chuckled, "Or maybe she just wants to know where everything is in the programming faculty." He bit and finished his cereal bar once and for all, storing the wrap on his pocket. "Look, if something happens, give me a call, I'll snitch as hard as I can."

"Thank you buddy-" he tapped his shoulder and returned to Mary, who unbeknownst to the two of them, could clearly and easily hear and understand what they were saying. Yet, as it wasn't a threat to her mission, it was completely ignored.

"Shall we like, go?" Mary said, pointing with her thumb behind her, anticipating herself to walk next to him.

Lou nodded "We shall. I'll show you where the classrooms are" he said as he began walking forwards, the seductive fembot strolling next to him as she turned for a second to wave goodbye to Jim.

He stood there, waved back with a lighthearted shake of his head, re-rechecking the weight of his side bag as he felt his shoulder getting sour. Then, from behind him, a girl in a hair bun, glasses, yellow shirt and jeans looked over the direction he was looking at.

Her name was Chris, or Christine, an old friend of the pair in the same course and class, sharing more likes in common with Lou than with Jim.

"Sorry for being late, what did I miss?" The girl asked, presenting her fist to be bumped next to Jim.

Jim chuckled again "Lou just went off to show the place to a really hot girl" he responded, turning to her with a smirk.

Chris looked over at him with a raised eyebrow "No, seriously, what did I miss?"

*

After some minutes of walking, awkward smiles and reassuring gestures from Mary, him and the bimbo reach the gates of the grand classroom.

"You're gonna love this~" Lou presented excitedly as he pushed the doors open to reveal the vast room. An auditory of tables and chairs, with a gigantic chalkboard with some leftover code and sentences written all over it. The place was completely empty, the steps the both of them took as they got inside resonating in echo all over the room. "Isn't this cool?" he asks again, gesturing with his hands the sheer size of the place.

Mary smiled and nodded, and as he turned around and began explaining the classes, she quickly turned around and closed the door, with efficiency and precision locking it up and coming back at Lou.

"...Oh you're gonna love the classes, our professor? Mr Andrews? He has this way of–" He then turned to Mary, seeing her rapidly approaching him, and stopping right in front of him…

The machine looked at him, having confirmed long ago a continuous erection caused by her presence and perfectly programmed seduction protocols, and as such, she closed in and grabbed his hand, feeling the heat of his skin as he began feeling more and more flustered. Then, in one continuous motion, pressed it on her own chest.

"Woah- uhh, Mary? What are you doing?" He asked confused, his face almost smoking due to heat

Mary chuckled and quipped back "What does it look like I'm doing?~" Then made him press in it, to the point where a real organic girl would feel pain, instead, she moaned softly.

They kept their quiet for a minute, Lou still trying to take grip of the situation as insane and unreal as it was. He looked around the room, half expecting people to jump out and say it was a prank but… no such thing happened, this was the real deal. Mary let go of his hand, and began unbuttoning her blouse, letting in fall to reveal her patterned black and yellow flower bra, proudly presenting her naked top to him.

"So? what do you think?" she asked him, a friendly smile on her face "They are yours for the time being~"

He swallowed, still confused over the ordeal. He struggled to get the words out, his eyes automatically directing to her pressing bust, looking as if the bra was bound to snap. All he could muster was a "Why me?"

She laughed at his comment, covering her mouth. I was determined this would make her seem relatable. "Like, why you? Why wouldn't it be you~ I have a thing for guys like you~

This was all scripted speech, his comment had been identified as insecure and nervous, and as her mission stated, she was required to generate a bond for it to be a successful operation. She softly pushed him onto the ground, the cold granite floor pressing on his skin and giving him cold. She sat on his crotch and looked down at him "This must be a very important place for you~ why don't we like, make it more special together?" She winked.

Breathing heavily, Lou nodded and then went on to correct himself "I mean– A classroom isn't a special place for me, I just like programming and- oh!" He was interrupted by her unzipping his pants and releasing his cock, stroking it with precise movements as she maintained eye contact, her system enjoying his reactions.

"Why don't you program me to fuck you then? in your snicker programming classroom?" she responded with lust in her voice.

The guy, looking over the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, laughed at her comment expecting her to just take him but- after a full on 10 seconds of nothing and a raised eyebrow from her, he commented "Oh, you're serious. Fuck- sorry"

Mary patiently awaited, letting go of his Dick as she pressed it underneath her panties, placing her hands on his chest…

-Target blood pressure rising.
-System integrity: 90% [OK]
-Primary Mission parameters: Cause the objective to ejaculate.

Mary, like a spider to a bug, had him right where she (and he for the most part) wanted him in, right under her finger. All she needed was some easy thrust for this objective to be over and move onto the next, but until then, she had to execute the mission to perfection.

"Uhhh, Mary? If, cock out true, fuck?" He said with some nervousness, half assing it due to how strange her request was, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth Mary nodded, taking her command and green light to move her black lacy panties down, standing up and quickly lowering them off, and sitting on him, reverse cowgirl.

Lou's eyes widened, feeling pleasure he had never felt before… losing his virginity with this girl he considered miles away from his league. She seemed to know perfectly what she was doing in his eyes, moving in ways he had only seen from videos and read on smut novels…

"Is this as programmed, master?" She said while she bounced on him, moving her hair out of the way behind her ear and teeth smiling, breathing out after each thrust. "Just let me take the lead on this, okay~?" she suggested, taking his hand onto hers.

He looked worried at this, looking at his hands as she took the lead. Everywhere he had seen stuff like this the man was the one doing the fucking- maybe he was doing things wrong? letting her down? Unsatisfied?! As such, he took strength from where he thought he hadn't. He pushed her sideways, rotating the both of them from top to bottom.

Now, this would've been a perfect motion if it wasn't by the fact that at the moment of Mary falling onto the floor, he pushed way too hard down, making the back of her head hit the surface of the ceramic floor even making a 'Tuck' sound.

Beforehand, he would've apologized to her, but something came over him in the heat of the encounter, thrusting into her harder and harder, hands on her shoulders as Mary seemed to have gotten herself stuck on a surprised wide eyed face.

"How is this? huh? you like it rough!?" Lou roared, pounding her sex fast, making a wet sound that echoed all over the room.

Mary kept trying to smile, yet… the hit to the back of the head, had scrambled operations in her system. Her HUD had become a mess of glitchy visuals and dead pixels, as the information struggled to be analyzed due to the hit. The entire system struggled to keep up, yet, the robot powered through, being so close to success.

"Y-yes, M-ma-master! harder-er!" The broken robot managed to get out in response, her lower motions completely seizing as it appears the communication between the modules was missing "I- Mary Reina, g-guys like youuu-"

Louie was far too concentrated in his own moment of passion to realize the mess of sentences his partner was currently spewing, pounding harder and faster until he couldn't keep it anymore and eyaculated inside of her… immediately feeling like it wasn't a good enough time. He opened his eyes "Mary- oh my god- I'm sorry, I should've maintained it more… huh?"

His eyes met with Mary, her eyes staring back at him as she kept on rambling, her head twitching to the side now and then "13, like, program me~, like, like, speech module failure, like, Mary, I-I-" she struggled to even speak, each word feeling completely separated from the last. Her words began to speed up, Louie stood up from her, now seeing the girl… malfunctioning on the floor?

-WARNING: System integrity: [NO DATA]
-FAILSAFE PROTOCOLS [UNRESPONSIVE]
-UNABLE TO SCAN TARGET
-MAINTENANCE REQUIRED.
-COMPLETE SYSTEM CRASH
-EJECTING AI MODULE…

"Program me to fuc-" and just like that she suddenly stopped, something inside of her winding down until it went completely silent… and then Boom! from her top chest a rectangular compartment with USB connectors and adapters opened up and released a green SD sized card labeled "AI" in it. Lou jumped as the card popped out, looking in disbelief as his breathing winded down… She was a robot, he fucked a robot-

All this time he believed he'd do it with his very own unit, he found himself doing it with an undercover android at his very own programming class… and then it hit him.

"I lost my fucking virginity to a robot?! Are you kidding me?" He shouted out loud, echoing on the walls and ceiling of the classroom… Now it was a matter for him to know what the hell to do now with her, this may have been a surprise, but not all surprises are bad ones… some, are even opportunities.

==Chapter 3: 100 ways to use a sexbot==

Back in the towering offices of BabeTec Electronics…

The HQ of the american division for BabeTec's sales, a business building of white and blues that shined with the light of the sun, falling down on it with clear skies. While also giving shadow to everything else beneath it. Inside, an employee in his mid 30's stood in the brownish elevator looking forward with tiredness in his eyes. His cut was short, a 2 day beard and a serious contortion to his face that would shut everyone with a single side glance. He held on tight on his left hand to a folder…

A relaxing tune came out of the walls, your typical elevator music tune. The man, who's name was David, glanced up at the corners of the elevator and raised an eyebrow over the tune choice "And here I thought the classics were dead…" He muttered to himself.

The elevator, even in its simplistic outside design reminiscent of the 80's was in fact a highly advanced, AI controlled elevator that was used by voice command… a bit excessive in David's eyes. As it reached the designated floor, with a ding, the doors opened to reveal a row of android secretaries recharging on small 'BabeTec' designated pads with their serial and model, one more stereotypically sexier than the next. Office blouse open, hugging tight the woman's massive bust, a pony tailed brunette with glasses, all wearing a pencil skirt and high heels.

The idea was that employees from the offices would each have a designated or (if you're lucky) interchangeable android secretaries for… assistance.

A voice coming from the elevator spoke in a slow, soft voice "Final. Floor." She stated robotically, each word punctuated and taken out of a database of recorded lines and sounds.

David responded "Thank you Sophie" referring to the building's AI assistant, looking up at the ceiling of the elevator where a camera was and stepped out.

"Your. Welcome. David." She responded

Yet… the gramatical mistake rubbed the man the wrong way, back tracking and looking up again with a friendly smile "Actually, Sophie. It's You're? as in, You are?"

The AI remained silent for about 3 seconds, David looking down at the camera with a beaming smile, giving up and going out before the voice simply responded "Ha.ha.ha. Oh yeah. Right. Okay" and closed the door.

He shook his head and adjusted his brown wool suit "Artificial intelligence… We should be digging more into 'intelligence' rather than 'artificiality'..." He complained under his breath, and continued on on his path to the right.

Entering through the main offices, he moved through the mits of them, seeing at his sides how computer employees, male and female, made out with obvious robot assistants while they typed on their computers, turning to see David and quickly pushing them away. He rolled his eyes and moved onwards, finally reaching the end of the small hallway and opened the door to yet another room with a sensual receptionist dressed in a 50's attire, showing her D cup bust openly and following coldly to David with her eyes. Yet another robot.

He sighed, having to play along "I'd like to have a word with mister Jenkings?" He said condicently, standing next to her and looking with raised eyebrows.

The robot smiled widely, teeth out and all as she responded "One moment please…" before immediately and not even glancing at her monitor or saying a word to her boss added "I'm sorry, mister Jenkings is currently very busy and is unable to have a word with you." She said, tilting her head with a whirr.

In frustration, David clicked his tongue and simply pressed his ear onto the door labelled with the CEO's name, hearing pleasure moans from the old man, the disappointment was written all over his face.

The secretary repeated "I'm sorry, Mister Jenkings is currently–" but was quickly silenced as David simply leaned over and pressed the shut off button located behind her ear, making all power cut off as her words drifted off and shut down, leaning over her keyboard. "Vveeeeeryyy buuussssyy…"

He then pushed the door open and in the prestige CEO office, window walls behind the desk and exotic plants on top of the carpeted floor… he found Jenkings getting a blowjob from yet another secretary unit, a black girl with short curly hair and a ridiculously short midriff blouse and tight pencil skirt that showed her pristine curves.

David stood in the entrance, Mister Jenkings, the 50 something year old CEO of the American division in his fat and white haired glory, turned over and with a roaring tone complained "What is the meaning of this intrusion?! Didn't Dolores state that I was busy?!"

Then, the secretary unit stood up from his cock, moving her hair behind her ear and looking over David "Should I call security, Master?~" She spoke, still in a sensual voice.

David reassured "I come from the marketing department. Sir. İt's urgent." he stated with a stoic voice.

The old man sighed, pulling his pants back under the table and shaking his head at his assistant. "That won't be necessary dear, rearrange our encounter… just- go back to recharge."

"Yes, sir" responded the android quickly walking off, swaying her hips side to side towards the door, David moving away from it to allow her out.

He closed the door, staring him down and walking up to him, sitting in the chairs in front of his desk. Jenking pointed, a cheeky smile on his face that raised his white Mustache.

"How's that? Hm? Pretty hot right? It's been raising employee morale by over 50%! All we had to do was reuse old models and take off their AI chip…Best thing we've done so far" He shook his head, looking away, then glanced onto him "So. What is it. You got my attention boy."

David was taken aback for a second, the room being decorated with pics of erotically dressed girls yet after short inspection, it was nothing more than old BabeTec advertising. He came back to his senses "Oh. Yeah, sorry" and opened his folder, presenting a detailed outline of a BabeTec Deluxe model, Mary. "Three days ago you agreed to pay Liberty College an absurd amount of money to allow one of our prototypes to roam around, and I quote" He took out another paper, reading in " 'Seduce and fuck their students to creare a romantic bond so the model sells due to nostalgia next year' "

David stared down at him with a squinty face while Jenkings sat, arms crossed and unmoved "Mind clearing this out for me?" Added David at the end.

The CEO looked up, standing up from his black leather chair and walking side to side in his office, looking over his window glass wall and then suddenly turning to David "You mind telling me What we sell…" he maneuvered his hand, forgetting his name

"David Walters"

"Mind telling what we sell as a company, Mister Walters?" He corrected himself, articulating with his hands.

David opened his mouth, and attempted to rethink his answer yet he decided it was accurate enough "Sex androids, sir. We sell sex androids"

Jenkings chuckled and pointed at him "Wrong. We sell 'Advanced, multi-usage, companion androids' Mister Walters…" He explained, digging every word of that definition, proudly walking over to one of the many advertising posters of the fembots. "You see this? What model is this?" he pointed at one poster of two girls in american flag bikinis partying somewhere.

David looked over and tried guessing, quickly remembering "The BabeTec FunGal?" he wasn't sure.

"Precisely" He nodded, clearing his throat and reading off the advertising's description "A rental android for your social event, gives the space a more lively experience and creates memorable times… In nowhere do we say that you can fuck it, but can we?"

David slowly nodded "We implemented the first vibration vaginal module on that model" he recalled, now landing a leg over the other. "But that doesn't explain why we would put an exclusively companion android prototype with a pseudo infiltration sub-routine out into a campus with a notorious population of software engineers, putting our hardware in jeopardy." He planted his foot down on the conversation.

Jenkings wandered on, feeling the leaves of the plant "You think the robot will get found out?" he asked

"I'm sure it will be found out, and we will have to be on trial for this shit. You, specifically, sir."

He sharply turned to David "But then, everyone will know that the hot girl they wanted to put their Dick inside is openly available for purchase in our stores… We just say that it's uhhh, girlfriend experience model!" He raised his arms and let them fall on his sides again "We win either way! Besides, the deluxe model is programmed to create an impact on her targets, most of the time, through sex."

David was at a loss for words, leaning forwards and holding his face in his hands "So…" He breathed out "You prefer to just let the Deluxe Unit fail her mission because we get to sell… more of them?"

"Basically" He said, now walking back to his seat and opening a drawer of documents and presenting them to him "Besides, it ain't our first rodeo Mister Walters. Half of these new Btubers and fucking- Tuitch Streamers and androids owned by the company. When one fucks up on stream and blows it cover we simply release the model to the public and every moron that once donated to her to say their name will buy it."

"Jesus Christ." was all he could say out loud.

"Oh yeah. We're the Apple of Domestic androids. Well, of course– before they- sold androids…" he corrected himself, placing the documents back in the drawer "Now, do you want an android secretary? I can get one for you"

"No thanks… I believe I'll keep you updated on the android's movements then?" David said, defeated, yet more relaxed than before

"Yes. And… you sure? what are you? Gay?" He said with a raspy laughter.

David blinked twice "Yes. And happily married"

The room fell quiet. Jenkings adjusting his chair and looking at him with an open gaped mouth "Oh. I'm sorry for my comment, Walters… Can I help you with anything else?"

David stooped up and shook his head, offering his hand to be shook, which Jenkins quickly reciprocated "No, thank you sir. Will keep you updated then." Then he turned around and left through the door.

The CEO sat on his chair again, twiddling his fingers on the marble table and looking at the posters. His E-mail? empty. Documents? signed… All he was left off was his thoughts… and his desk telephone.

He pushed on a button, a three chord jingle playing out "Yeah, Sophie, would you be a sweetheart and order secretary A-113 to my office…?"

*

A rush, Lou desperately took the worn and left on the ground panties ot the completely shut down android on the floor in front of him and quickly tried to pull them back on on her, the automatized process of the unit of simply put, vaccuming the cum into her storage was put on hold due to lack of commands, and as such, the cum simply oozed out on of her clit.

Lou breathed in and simply slipped the panties on her immediately getting wet underneath… making him finch, before simply hidding in under her mini skirt.

Her expression was forzen mid sentence, eyes drifting into nothing and colorless without energy. He stared down at her, her AI module still popped out to his immediate access… he couldn't take the task of hidding her let alone simply turning her back on.

Judging by her design (simple body physique) and design flaw, she was made by BabeTec- and after a crash it needed to he turned on remotely by the owner's phone app, BabeTec went out of their way to heavily advertise this, and or a manual external connection. These were all things he currently simply did not have access to… but some people he knew did

"Fuck, am I really doing this…" He muttered to himself, taking his phone out of his pocket and dialing to Jim while staring down at the busted robot, her hair dispersed all around the floor.

After some seconds later, Jim picked up "Hey, did they just pour water on you or something sticky?" he asked right off the bat.

"What? No! listen- Jim! You gotta come to the main classroom, like RIGHT NOW." His teeth grinned, gesturing with his hand and pointing where he stood.

"I'm with Chris, she was running a little late," Jim explained, looking over at her.

"Hellou~" she jumped into the phone on the same end

"What the hell did you do?" Jim asked, now more genuinely concerned.

Louie looked at Mary again, nervous to confess right away "You guys are gonna have to get here first…"

On the other end, Jim stared down the phone with a raised eyebrow, before Lou simply hung up without a single other word.

After a pair of minutes, the classroom door was knocked "Lou? hey, it's us, what the hell did you do now?!" Jim called out, standing just in front of the door, Chris standing by.

Lou unlocked the door and opened it, trying to hide Mary's body by his, holding it with one hand by the entrance.

"Louie, what the hell is going on?" Chris stepped in, trying to peek in but being quickly blocked by him.

"You gotta promise me you'll be quiet-"

Jim and Chris looked at eachother, non verbally agreeing that he had definitely killed the girl or something of the sorts, yet, they turned and in support of his friend nodded at once. Then and only then, did Lou pushed them inside and closed the door behind them locking it as fast as they got in.

"There. Here's what happened" Lou pointed, glancing over them to find equally astonished faces on them.

"I- I'm at a loss for words." Jim blinked, without even looking he went into his bag and pulled out a 20$ bill and handed it to Chris who took it in equal shock.

"You guys betted over this?!"

Chris' eyes lit up in glitter, gasping in air as she resisted the urge to squeel at the sight of a real android girl "OhmygoOhmygodOhmygooood!!!!" She said, holding her backpack tight and smiling as much as she could.

Jim, ignoring the robot for a second, moved over to Lou, holding his shoulder "We did it as a joke- I mean… She just was asking to give me 20 bucks but- Fuck man, what the hell is this?? How the hell did you carsh a sex robot?"

His eyes darted to the floor, going up and meeting with his friend's as a nervous laugh comes out "Remember that design flaw I said all BabeTec model's have?"

Chris, who had already slid down to the floor to closely inspect the robot gasped once more at the mention of the company "An AI android made by BabeTec?!? Are you kidding?! these are worth a fortune!" Then she quickly began to open her bag, taking out her trusty laptop and a connecting cable.

The guys turned to her, tilting their heads. Jim spoke out "How do you know she has an AI?"

While preparing her laptop she simply stopped, pointing at the popped off chip with white elongated letters over a green background that read 'A.I.' giving enough of a response for the pair "But also because, she wanted you to think she was a real girl, she was uploaded with an infiltration subroutine! only AI controlled systems can use those due to the great influx of data and possible improvisation involved~ A CPU or command based android would simply fail to keep up"

Lou nods along, bringing a hand to his chin "So- why would BabeTec put an android here anyways?"

"Free publicity." Jim answered from the top of his head, yet knowing, having heard enough from them from the news and Louie that he felt it was correct.

"Yeah" Lou agreed

"Sounds about right" Chris raised her shoulders, going back to set up her laptop, connectin it straight into opened port on Mary's top chest.

Jim walked behind her, kneeling and reading the lines of code she wrote being sent into the connected devise "You're rebooting her? What if an alarm blars off or something?"

With a prideful adjustment of her glasses, Chris turned to him and smirked "We're hacking her first~ she'll be ours before she even turns on"

Lou turned sharply, walking up to her, worried "Are you crazy? They must be monitoring her software already- Besides, most likely the college is in it too, we can't just use her as a service robot!" he complained while Chris continued typing away.

Jim crossed his arms "Don't worry about it, her frame is the same cheap design from old models to even be tracked it seems… besides, weren't you the one talking about buying a fembot or something?"

"Yeah, I was piggybacking on that so I could do my research on live AI. Now you get one for free and I'm involved? Come on. Besides, you already fell for her, haven't you?~" She said, poking the top of Mary's right tit with a finger.

He thought about it for a second, holding himself and wandering in circles for some seconds before letting out a tired grunt "God damn it… Fine, just set her up, okay?"

The girl sitting on her PC raised a thumbs up, adjusting her glasses as she finished setting up the boot up sequence for Marin, now and then looking over the robot's bust pressing on itself at her left… visually turning red herself. As the code was complete she stopped, bringing a finger to her lower jaw and squinting at the screen.

"I must be forgetting something…?"

Jim chirped in, reading over the code with some ease "What? everything looks in order to me"

Then, Chris looked over the exposed chip, hitting herself on the side of the head due to forgetting such an important part of her cut for this. Disconnecting it, immediately the computer showed how a boot up was impossible and wrote in red letters a request to reintroduce an AI chip back into the frame. She then held it up to fingers, the guys looking over it.

"The AI chip? what about?" Lou asked, raising an eyebrow "You do know she can't work without it right–?"

Jim rolled his eyes at his comment "Of course she knows dumbass. If she keeps the AI chip intact the bot will rat us out as soon as we turn her back on due to programming, right?"

Chris glanced over him, pressing her lips and denied with her head. She then moved the chip in diagonal and with the sharp edge at the edge of her other hand's nail she slid forwards a protuberance on the chip's design, miniscule to the naked eye. She then placed it back into the slot, holding it for her as she pushes it back inside of her, now her system waiting for the package to be booted into itself to initiate.

She then, smirked "I put her AI from read to write~" she raised her shoulders "She wouldn't be able to rat out her designated owners even if she was programmed to after the new code I added."

Lou looked shocked "Read and write?" gasp "Like a T-800??"

"Of course, like a T-800! Most of her design is already basically a Terminator in a fucked up strange way" Chris scolded, flaring her arms up "Now, instead of creating code based on a programmed code, she'll be able to~ uhm~ create decisions and~ opinions based on memory data AND programming~" she said, her face turning red and fantasizing in real time about it.

The boys just stared at her as she did this, they'd gotten used to her fantasizing towards AI's, to the point where this isn't weird anymore.

She cleared her throat, taking the laptop "Anyways- let's just get her back online before the class starts… I don't wanna have to explain what a naked girl is doing lying on the floor…" And with that, she hit enter, launching a boot up sequence in Mary's system.

Her body whirred in place, staring at the ceiling with a frozen smile, her eyes slowly regaining color as her vision flickered to life.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary" online
>Forceful shutdown detected in last session. Assessing…

In her Heads Up Display a scan of her own inner frame showed up, highlighting in red the back of her head where her CPU was located, her system assigning the damage as "Mid Session Hardware dislocation" and after a short system analysis no further errors were found.

>AI module located. Integrating
>Current Mission: Seduce and fuck student count | Obey administration commands added to subtasks

Her eyes began to move, looking up and down to assess her current location, meeting gazes with Lou, Jim and Chris, all of their faces being ID'd in a matter of seconds, their identities being changed and needing to be updated, all of them showing up as administrators to her, plus, Lou being indicated as 'Previous Target'

She smiles sweetly, still without moving "Like, hello there!" She bubbly greets "How may I be useful to you?" She says individually looking at each of them with her usual smile.

A wave of relief goes down Lou's pine as she seems to at least not he busted, he passes by Jim and stands in front of Mary, asking a rather pointless question "So, how do you feel?"

Mary stares for some seconds as suddenly a low tone beeping comes out of her "I am a machine, I am like, unable to feel. Query does not compute!" She responds rather enthusiastically. The robot then positions her legs, pushing her spine forwards in a complete inhuman way to stand herself up, finally towering right next to the trio, looking at them in an equal interval of time, before tilting her head slightly down, a warning popping up on her HUD.

>WARNING: Indecent attire detected
>Liquid leak in pelvic sector. Assessment: System Crash before proper closing protocols.

She then carefully and precisely accommodates her clothing and internally stores the semen inside her synthetic womb, making the dripping from between her legs suddenly stop as she finishes accommodating herself in less than 20 seconds. She then looks again and the trio "How can I be of service?" She asks again.

Mary's response to Lou makes him awkwardly uncomfortable, making him smile in a weird way "W-well, Mary… Why are you being so open about being a robot?" He asks half nervously.

"I am programmed to assess BabeTec representatives as the machine that I am, only if that does not damage my ongoing mission"

Jim intervenes "That mission being?"

Mary blinks rapidly "Seduce and Fuck the targeted student count." She smiles brightly as she responds. There is a non chalantness, shame nor regret in how she communicates about her functions, simply smiling at the person she is supposed to talk to. There is a silence from the group as they interchange glances, before Mary comes again "According to an analysis over your ages based on face ID and AI speech parameters, that is the best way I calculated to explain my mission"

"Y-yeah, that was a given" Lou interrupts "But is there a reason why you'd be given that mission to begin with?"

Her smile disappears "Information classified."

"Again, It's for a publicity stunt, Lou." Jim jumps in as she finishes her sentence.

"N-no it's not!!" Mary insists desperately.

Chris giggles a bit in excitement, the mere presence of an AI is enough to get her fired up "She cares about her mission! It is as if it was hardwired into her…" She reaches to touch Mary's cheeks in a fit of curiosity over her reactions, the robot simply looks towards her in the same place she stood in, blinking every once in a while as she just completely allows the girl to touch her smooth silicone face.

"Welp" Jim claps, making everyone jump by the echo of the sound, except of course, Mary, who simply turned her attention at him "We need to move, and a randevu point"

Chris thought to herself, crossing her arms and staring intently at the floor before uttering "We need a place that is silent, where there aren't a lot of people and we can easily access the four of us…"

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The sound of papel sheets being rumbled and the sound of old, moldy wooden floor creaking echoed around the group, sitting in a rectangular white table with piles of books next to their bags placed on top of it. Mary on the other hand, checked out the tall bookshelves filled to the brim with old dusty academic encyclopedias and old comics from decades back, analyzing and now and then taking one or another excitedly onto her hands and inspecting their insides, flying through pages in a matter of seconds.

Lou looked in discontent at Chris, before a cloud of dust flew near his face, instantly puffing him up and making him sneeze on the spot. Chris was looking over the blonde robot, curiously taking notes on what she did with the books with a wide smile on her face.

"The old library? Really? This was your best idea?" Lou complained in whispers, leaning in closer, his voice raspy and upset.

Without paying a lot of attention or even eying him back, laser focused on her new experiment subject, Chris nodded "It's only logical Lou, we're four generations after millennials dude. In a post-modern, post technological era first world country… No one uses Books anymore…"

Mary, with a blue and run down trigonometry book in her hands turned over their directions "Like, I am! Look!" She said, presenting her current read "It's such a simple yet inefficient design… And it's filled with irrelevant information about my mission. I can see how they became obsolete"

Between the two, Jim sat arms closed actually reading one of the books about general engineering, looking up with a raised eyebrow and groaning, placing the book atop the table "You guys make me sad. And no, Mary. Books are important parts of human culture and information"

Mary blinked twice and nodded, going back to staring at the rows and rows of books in front of her and at her reach.

Sitting in his chair with his back bended down in a strange defeated Stance, Louie twindled his hands in place as he still struggled to come to terms with the fact that all of this was even real, he had been thinking about this moment for so long he never actually considered what he would do when it happened. He adjusted his throat and leaned in on the table, calling Chris' attention "So… what do we start with? you know… experimentation for the thesis."

"Experiments?" Mari peeked in between them, pressing her waist over the table in such a casual yet obviously calculated way that her visible bust was presented to both of them, while her curves on her backside accentuated even more… There was an aura of unapologetic sexuality about her whole existence at all times. "I do not understand. My frame is in perfect condition"

Chris smiled at herz patting her head "Oh, no no! it is not about software or hardware! we just wanna know about what you can do!"

Jim rolled his eyes at this, his arms crossed and sitting leaned back on his chair "I do wonder what a sex robot can do…" He mocked.

"You can do a lot of things with me~" Mary winked at him with a giggle, pushing her hair behind her ear

With a raised eyebrow he simply stated "I'm not sexually interested in you. You are a prop for me to graduate"

"Y-you don't have to talk to her like that!" Lou protested between stutters, turning to Mary "Don't bother, Jim is not really… into anyone"

Mary simply sat there, staring deep into Lou's eyes with a null expression as soft rumbling came out from inside the robot's skull, processing his comment. He struggled to maintain eye contact with her, nevertheless.

"Does not compute, I am irresistible, that is what I am designed to be"

The group sighed, all in a different tone of annoyance, admiration and shame respectively.

"Anyways! What can you do with a Sex robot?" Chris said with pen and paper on hand

Mary's eyes hald closed and her smile became a sultry smirk as her hand reached into her blouse to-

"THAT ISN'T SEX, MARY" Chris stopped her before she could continue, the bot blinking twice mid movement of her fingers as she readjusts her clothes.

"Gee… you're making this like, hard?" Mary complained with a finger up to her chin "I'm programmed to obey orders… I require detailed instructions tho" she smiled again.

Jim slowly reached into his pocket and out of it pulled out a smartphone, delicately placing it in the middle of the table towards Mary, the group looking at it in conjunction. Jim then leaned back on his chair again, smirking at the busty bimbo, hands on each pocket.

"Phone Prank. Easiest Turing test available as well as a nice demonstration on how creative her AI can be in improvisation… also something Lou needs to see"

_

Some time after some organization, the three of them were standing around Mary, sitting on the front of the table with Jim's phone on her right hand tightly on her ear, staring forwards as the phone beeped awaiting the call to be picked up.

"Any minute now, you know the objective?" Lou asked the bot, holding his notepad on hand, his eyes parking up towards the bot's plastic face.

She simply turned and nodded, the phone still on her hand "I must like, prank him. Yes"

On her other side Jim already internally regretted his own idea the second she spoke, but nevertheless, continued on, placing a hand on chris' shoulder as she patiently expected to see her to improvise in real time.

The other end was nothing but the trusty family pizzeria the guys would split up during study sessions, of course, the place already knew them, yet the usage of a separate phone number gave them somewhat of an edge on a true and genuent reaction of a human in contrast with a robot… Chris held pen and paper in her hand, with the intention of writing down the discoveries they made, whatever they may be.

The phone rang, Mary held herself up straight facing forwards as she held the phone delicately over her presumably silicone based earlobe, blinking in a perfect interval of 3 seconds, until suddenly the faint speech of a poorly paid and overworked and tired teen could be heard over the other side.

"Hello, welcome to 'pizza-familia' . How can we serve you today…" Said with a noticeable voice crack in the middle of the sentence.

Without missing a beat, Mary replies with a straight face "What are you wearing, hot stuff?."

…

…

It took a total of 5 seconds before the sound of the call being hung up was heard.

Chris looked down at her notepad and after she struggled to come up with something up in it, she gave up and put the notepad down on the table.

"Mary. What the hell was that?" Jim queries,

The bot placed the phone on the table and efficiently turned her attention at the designated admin speaking to her.

"I executed my order"

"...You tried to seduce him?"

"Correct. I like, looked up a series of definitions of pranks and found that sexual pranks are found to be one of the most viewed and the area my system and design specializes in the most." the bot went on in a one breath tirade, smiling "I was simply being efficient."

Chris coughed "I'd call that something else-"

Lou, who had been holding his face, finished sliding them down his cheeks and sighs "Guys- we gave her incomplete orders, you know? the first mistake you can make with a robot?"

"I just assumed her AI was better"

Mary blinked twice, her smile fading for a second "BabeTec makes the best mass produced adaptive A.I. modules in like, the whole market!"

"That's scripted on her"

Lou groaned, taking the bot's hand and holding it on his and delicately looking at her plastic face, returning the glance in a synthetically confused expression.

"Prank the target in a way that makes him think you are both human, and doesn't realize he is in a joke until the end"

The bot's camera eye lenses focused in and out on her admin's eyes, her CPU processing the request and formulating an action tree based on the specifications given. As she was done, her HUD updated.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. Mary
>Primary objective: Seduce and Fuck student count [on hold]
>>Current command: Prank [esc%]
>>Script formulated.

"I require a new phone." Mary said in an almost monotone tone, Chris quickly yet defeatedly gave up hers in a quick swoop from her pocket to the table and Mary took it.

As naturally as she could be, she recalled the same number and placed the phone on her ear the same way as before, this time, her expression was null, unsettling even Jim by raising an eyebrow on the other end, yet, even he was engaged in this. Lou proudly closed in, hoping to hear both sides of the conversation.

The phone began to ring, sending a way of unsettling energy on the trio as they all jumped on edge. The bot still held herself in the same pose and expression, not bothering with the rest's excitement, even if they would occasionally bump her by accident-.

"Hello, uh, welcome to family-pizza, where we make actual family made pizzas. How can we totally… uh, familiarize you today?" Said that same teen from before, his supposed script sounding as if he was on the verge of puking on the other end.

Mary blinked and slightly perked upwards, her expression remaining null "Hi! good day, uh, gosh, I would like a big pizza with meat? like, chicken and such?" She says in a surprisingly lively and nervous tone "Would that be okay?"

On the other end, the rattling of paper could be heard as the guy held the phone on his shoulder and wrote down the order. "Large pizza? We got those on 13 bucks currently, we are doing a promotion with a large soda for 2 dollars more, would you be interested?"

Even as she stared blankly, she simulated some sort of hesitance "Hmm, yeah! sure! why not? Oh, almost forgot, like, my friend works there? she actually gave me this number… I was wondering if you could find her?"

The teen chuckled and his tone lit up "Oh really? that's so interesting, what's their name?" He asked looking over behind him on the other side of the phone call.

"Candance" Mary replies, immediately the group's mouth open up in unison, a gasp escaping their mouths as the machine flawlessly transitions from the order to the joke, setting up a true classic of the start of the millenium in bait and switch pranks.

The teen nods "Candance what?"

"Canandeez dick fit in your mouth" She ended, hanging up right after a split second of unadulterated frustration and anger from the man. The bot placed the phone down and went back to being all smiles "Is this satisfactory?"

Lou and Jim looked with their jaws down, alongside Chris who hyperventilate into an explosion of laughter and joy, standing up and closing in to hug Mary as she continued to laugh and rejoice. The robot's eyes perked wide open as the interaction seemed to confuse her system for a second before eventually defaulting to a gleeful smile.

"Mary! That was awesome!" Chris congratulated holding her shoulders.

The sexbot nodded, flicking her golden hair strands behind her ear "I am glad you like, found it enjoyable. How can I continue to serve?"

"I believe that's a good enough display… that was almost eerie, I worry for the future generations-" Jim lamented, chuckling surprised

Chris pointed at Lou, making him jump "You!" She stated "Im taking your programming suggestions from now on"

"But I'm the one studying hardware" pointed Jim to himself "What if her frame is unable to understand the programming?"

Mary looked at him again with that same expression from way back, blinking rapidly "BabeTec makes the-"

"Yeah yeah, the best A.I. whatever, we know!"

Lou's face went red as he was praised by Chris, his eyes naturally darting back to Mary as she smiled at him, attentively staring him down. "W-well, we can definitely get more info data that way… If we continue experimenting, that is"

"Are you kidding? Of course we are continuing! She's right there!" she argued with fiery excitement in her voice "But- oh shit" She looked at her clock "We kinda need to figure out how we are keeping her on check after hours."

Jim glanced over at Louie with a raised eyebrow, silently impling him to do it

Chris held silence and an awkward expression "...I kinda live with my parents still? I can't bring a robot home, little less a sexbot… it'd be breaking my parents three fourths of what I'm into."

"...U-uh-" Lou looked at Jim, who crossed his arms.

"I'm not sleeping anywhere near that thing. Nevertheless, seeing her loop around my place." he leaned closer, like a parent telling their kid after they failed a test "You live by yourself, you like 'bots and you are the closest to the school"

Mary perked in, her air waving back and forth as she closed in her head towards Lou "Taking that info like, it is the most efficient action"

Lou's face turn red, breathing heavy and steady…

"fuck, ok."

==Chapter 4: Parnership==

The sounds of the bustling city, cars honking, people chit chatting outside in restaurant tables filled the scene around David, smoking a cigar at the side of the road with a brown briefcase on his left hand. He wore an elegant bluish dark suit with a white dress suit underneath, his tired and nonchalant look completed the look of most BabeTec officials on negotiation runs: one of utter disgust.

He had been called to represent the company on a business route he had not been given much info on yet, puffing a cheap cigar in between his left index and middle finger as he waited for one of the company provided vehicles to give him way. He was right in front of the building, even turning around and looking up at the company logo plastered on the office windows in it to confirm he didn't confuse it, always being proven wrong.

Many cars from the company had passed by him already, frustrating him more and more as they passed by.

"...I'm going to be late at this rate" He said to himself with a sigh.

A couple more cars passed by before he simply threw the rest of the cigar on the floor and stepped on it with his glistening black shoes until it was lit down, taking out his phone and reading a message that made him raise an eyebrow.

'Development on the Deluxe unit'

His finger flew above the message to open it, before in the corner of his eyes he saw a car had stopped in front of him, driven by a young girl in her mid 20's with brown hair in a ponytail in a suit much like his.

He stared at her, putting his phone out, and standing there… waiting for her to step out of the car. She did the same, yet he felt she was just waiting for him to get in instead- that friendly smile plastered on her face said it all.

The girl leaned into the window and looked over closely before she spoke "Excuse me, sir, are you perhaps David Walbergs?"

"Walters. I suppose Jenkings sent you?"

The girl nodded happily "Indeed!" she then extended her arm through the window for a handshake "I am BabeTec Electronics INT-091, but you can call me Vannie!"

David's eyebrows fell down into a frown, not moving an inch to suggest interest in her handshake.

"You're a bot?"

"Uh-huh! Intern model, activated a week ago!" She responds enthusiastically.

The mere thought that they were now even making intern fembots killed more of his faith in… hell, humanity. But it quickly faded away, as he quickly let it slip as it was something he inevitably sas coming from this company.

He glanced over her hand, surprisingly still expecting a handshake and with a sigh gave up and went ahead and took it, feeling that particular coldness from her synthskin.

"David Walters. I suppose you are driving."

"That is loaded into my orders, sir!"

David opened the fancy black car's door and sat in the copilot seat, looking forwards and placing his suitcase delicately beside his feet. The bot went ahead and immediately restarted the car, passing through the building's streets as David simply stared forwards, half expecting her to crash to get some insurance money, or finally sue the company… but what a bother that'd be.

"Sir, " Vannie perked, her eyes still on the road. "What is in the suitcase, if I may ask"

David rolled his eyes "Why would you need to know, bo- uh, Vannie"

She crossed the street, now going into a highway into the outskirts of the city "Protocols, sir, My system is required to know about inventory to correctly assist you"

"Don't bother, I don't need your help" He crossed his arms.

Vannie turned for a second to look his way inside an interval of silence "Sir, seatbelts"

David looked her way with a raised eyebrow, before complying and putting it on.

"...It's just some company info from past months that might come in useful for the negotiations with- whoever we are working with this time" He gave up and explained, looking out the window at his right to see the city from the elevated grounds of the highway.

The metropolis he worked in had slowly through the years grown more and more in sky-scrapers and hotels, but more importantly, more and more factories and warehouses taking a hold of once population filled areas, filling the sky with this gray aura as more factories got in.

"Beautiful day, ain't that right sir?" Vannie spoke once more, that smile always on her face "According to the weather forecast, it will rain later on today, we should be quick with the negotiations."

He groaned, yet he had to deal with her anyways "Who are we negotiating with anyways? And stop calling me sir… David works."

Vannie looked over at him while driving, nodding "Understood David! I apologize if I made you uncomfortable!"

"Eyes on the road"

The bot obliges, her neck letting out a whirr as she does so a bit too fast "And to answer your query, we are negotiating a merge with Jonathan-Land"

David's eyes widened, turning his whole body as soon as the name of that damn park hit his ears "What? that mafia dump? Has BabeTec fallen that low?"

The bot blinked twice in a quick succession before droning out "BabeTec is the highest android distributer on the country, setting example of value and versativity on each of their units."

"No time for scripts! We are negotiating with a mob!"

Vannie, after breaking out of the scripted trance, giggled "No worries, David. That is why I was assigned to assist you. I am programmed to protect you."

David immediatly laughed at the suggestion "Oh woah, I immediatly feel safer now!"

Vannie held the car's wheel with firery pride "I'm glad!" She innocently replied.

David could've easily chosen to destroy the bot's synthetic innocence with a single statement, yet he instead decided to worringly side glance Vannie as she drove along, not a care inside that metal skull of hers.

-

The trip continued smoothly in silence, David thinking how the hell he was going to make the negociation work inside his thoughts while Vannie now and then would comment on the road or some data that crossed her system.

After some time in the highway they passed through a tunnel of yellowish inner lights until they reached the other side into a more green area, filled with parks and rural areas in the distance.

"Have you gone to this park before, David"

For the sake of it he obliged her question "We've come before, a guy got jerked off in the park bathroom by the automated tour guide." He chuckled "Negotiations didn' t go anywhere, place's a mess"

"Well, I've been calculating different merging options ever since I was assigned this mission" She raises a finger and continues driving without much difficulty "Humans are easy to please when their higher needs are met. Besides, currently this is my highest priority"

He scoffed at her "And keeping me safe?"

"Second priority." She stated without hesitation

"Huh…" He even felt insulted by it, and so, in a fit of pettiness he turned to her with a hypothetical "So if my life was put into the negotiation in turn for the merge to happen… you would give me in"

The bot fell silent, from where he stood he could hear the rumbling of her circuits as she processed the question, her expression turning blank as she then now and then blinked. The car began drifting slowly to the side, so much so David didn't notice… until Vannie took her hands out of the wheel to bring them up to her arm and chin! Striking a default thinking pose mid driving.

David in a rush of energy, stabilized the car from the co-pilot seat as it almost went into the other lane, inches away from crashing against incoming traffic.

"Huh! That's a tough one, David…" Vannie said to herself as if in a trance, the rumbling continuing inside of her.

"That's not gonna mattern if I die right now!" He yelled at her face.

Then after some more seconds of chaotic car drifting she came back to her senses and placed her hands on the wheel again.

"Oopsies!" She noted, giving David time to sit back and breathe heavily "It seems that question puts a strain on my circuits! Nevertheless, if that were to happen I am unable to put your life in harm's way!"

His head slowly turned in anger, giving her a death glare as his arms crossed, trying to find the words to explain the irony in her statement.

"I'm driving on our way back, that's an order."

-

After reaching their destination, they parked in the outskirts of the park's entrance, hearing the fanfare and music in the distance as they walked side by side. Vannie stared at David from behind, that friendly smile on her face as her hips swayed… a bit too much for a simple walk cycle.

Passing by the almost abandoned looking parking lot, with the exception of one or two equally dressed and looking bots; fried out in the middle of the road, functioning as traffic control, the duo reached the entrance, seeing the ridiculously busty short golden haired bots on the front gate.

David stepped in front of one of them, the one that looked most functional, and adjusted his throat, looking around him to dissimulate.

The bended forward robotic girl began to perk up with violent and air piercing whirring from her servos as it came to life, raising her arms in a friendly way, whirring as much as last time.

"W-W-Welco-ccome to J-johnattan L-land!" The bot struggled to state, her voice box glitching throughout the sentence "A-aadult-ts 50 d-dollars, c-children 25. A-andrrroids go i-in freee"

David found the pricings outrageous for the type of entertainment this place was known for, cheap over sexualized reprogrammed fembots walking around dressed as popular characters from media that undoubtedly people want to fuck… And some just do it. It has become an untold rule that if you ask any bot in the park, they will do whatever you tell them, not because they are supposed to, but rather because they are so cheap that they forgot to disable the universal obey any order given by a human that most domestic androids have, with limitations of course.

As such, the park has become a center for people to get an easy hook up with a robot, that and… homeless paradise. Rumors had it that it was run by actual robots, but companies knew it was merely a mafia's money laundry scheme.

Vannie's eyes lit up in excitement, even through their plastic glossiness, david had to admit they looked real enough "Androids can get in for free?! That's such an inclusive and nice idea!"

David looked over her "The entrance is free for everyone, there's no security"

The entrance robot perked in "O-o-our Seccurittty is t-top Notc-ch!"

"Why do bots get so overly defensive when you insult their affiliation?" He sighed, adjusting his throat after leaning on the counter "We're here for a merging negotiation with the owner, they said they've inside"

The bot's head buzzed with electricity, looking up at the sky as apparently she looked up a scheduled meeting. David moisterized his lips and began tapping on the counter as he waited, meeting eyes with Vannie as she obediently stood next to him and awaited commands… smiling at him.

"M-meeting founnnd! Y-y-You mustt be B-babeTec R-repressssentat-tives!" The bot perked up after around 20 seconds on searching "P-please e-enter!" as soom as the words excited her mouth a little bar door lit green, giving them freeway inside.

Moving in they were able to see the side body of the counter robot… being completely naked in the lower half, with written names and drawings, alongside vulgar comments about her sex, filling most of her lower frame. Continuing on, some standby bots roamed around aimlessly in costumes too much on the showing side, leaving too little to the imagination.

They stroke poses and wave at invicible crowds, accidentally meeting stares with Vannie and David, who simply passed by them. Vannie though, kept taking in the argulably cheap scenery, consisting to the most part of cardboard cutouts or the regular wooden walling of the different houses for the attractions.

"Look at this place! I'm sure humans have lots of fun in a place like this!" She happily went about, holding her own synthetic excitement.

David raised an eyebrow "You weren't kidding when you said you were turned on a week ago" He jokingly said "If the merge goes well we will actually put this place in better hands, otherwise… I'd advice you take care and not interact much with the other units"

She leaned over with a whirr, looking at him face to face as they walked "Are you worrying about me, David?"

"No" He brubtly answered "If you break they take the repairs off my pay count" And then just walked on faster.

"Oh… Understood!"

Internally, Vannie had a list of interaction tresholds she had been expecting to accomplish to become closer to her partner, not even passing through the first one yet, to make them care about unit's safety.

Getting deeper they eventually reach the center of the circle that makes up the park, organized with an artistic fountain flowing around polished rock floor of red and blue colors in patterns, and standing in front of it was a girl with a long blue skirt and dress, light orange fox ears perking over her matching colored hair.

İnitially both David and Vannie believed her to be yet another park robot, but upon closer inspection, the robot was too well dressed and taken care of in comparison for it to be anything but a big deal.

The intern android walked up to the fox girl, smirking in an adorable smug expression as she fluttered her eyelashes with soft whirring coming out of the movement.

"David. Look! She's functional!" She pointed out, turning around to look at him with doggy eyes "Do I have permission to interact with her now?"

He crossed his arms, ignoring the question "Excuse me, bot. We need your boss?"

The fox girl gave one step forwards, the wind easily and comedically raised her skirt up and showed the entirety of her panties with little to no effort, as well as her ingnoring the fact as a whole "Boss?? You must be mistaken! I am Redmi! The altar fox-girl that protects the land of Jonathan-land!"

David rolled his eyes as he appeared to cross paths with a scripted android, the ones the despised the most. The type that is genuinely convinced or otherwise is unable to act in a different way that isn't that they are a character.

"Cool, can you plea-"

The fox girl whirred as she stroke yet another pose, rising an arm in the air with fury and confidence in her eyes "Long ago! A delicate fox merged with the body of a girl in love with Johnattan-land! and that is the origin of Redmi!"

"ok, but can you plea-"

"PROTECTRESS OF THE SACRED FOUNTAIN OF POWER AND FAITH, THAT GIVES POWER TO JOHNATTAN-LAND AND DRINKS TO ITS INHABITANTS!" she pationantly spoke over him, her synthetic voice sounding as if she was on the verge of tears.

Vannie winked at David, taking Redmi by the shoulders "Don't worry boss! I got this~" She then delicately took out a connection cable from the back of her neck and connected it to Redmi in one movement, her expression never seeming weirded out or uncomfortable. Redmi's eyes opened wide, computerized whirring from both units being slightly heard as they just stood there for some seconds.

After some time, they both blinked at the same time and Redmi turned towards Vannie, focused for once "...Boss?? Why didn't you say that before! Units must help each other!! Follow me!" The cable disconnected off the back of her neck, and the fox girl ran north, her fluffy tail perked up, yet again giving view of her wide ass.

"...Not bad, robot." David commented to Sammie, a genuent smile meeting hers.

She saluted him "Just doing my job" And continued following him and redmi. As he passed her she whispered "My existence has been justified…"

The fox continued sprinting at a steady pace, the pair not bothering much in meeting her speed. They reached the end of the semi grass area and saw car tracks at the end, a gate segregating the areas accordingly. The foxbot stopped near the entrance and looked back them.

"My sensors say we're close to my master! Hurry up!"

Vannie looked at David, silently asking for permission to run, to which with a sigh, he complied, making the bot gleefully step up her pace meeting Redmi at the gate, David reaching shortly after.

She began walking backwards as she modulated with her hands, mantaining eye contact with them "They are reaaaally close by! So let's g–"

CRASH!!!

A car coming from the left of them suddenly crashes into the fox android, making her frame bounce back and fly for a couple of seconds before hitting the ground with a thud and staying there… vacant eyes starting to nowhere. The wheels of the car whined against the pavement, bouncing a bit by the recoil of the brakes.

"YEELP!" Vannie jumped, grabbing onto David as even he was surprised by the sudden turn of events. "Redmi noooooo!;; " She cried with genuent sadness.

"...What the fuck?" David muttered, his eyes wide opened.

From the car, a man wearing a onesie black with white stripes cloth shirt stepped out. Had barely any hair and a beard, white as a vampire and skinny as if he was bound to die of lack of nutrients. He quickly ran to the front of the car and completely ignored the bot on the floor, rather giving attention to the front of the car as he sat on his knees.

He spoke with a thick foreign accent "Ah! Good thing, not a scratch!" He held his chest in relief, now finally looking over Redmi on the floor for about… 1,5 seconds before looking over David and Vannie "Ah yes, you must be BabeTeck people. Good good, I got message you here, I came with my car"

David, with Vannie still holding onto him nodded "...I can see that" He finally pushed the bot out, her servos whining in response "So uh, you're Johnattan"

The man laughed, hitting his leg as he shook his hand "Close! In native language Ivan, in english, Johnhattan yes?"

Vannie held herself, adjusting her suit "Redmi;; "

Ivan looked back at the bot behind him and scoffed, waving his hand "No worry over that, memory goes to the cloud and then to new body, it's ok" He stood up, adjusting his back "So? Business talk?"

After some seconds of silence, David groaned to himself, holding the bridge of his nose and made his way to the man.

-

They were led to a small office room, one lone room hidden in the back of one of the actractions up north of the park, some kind of hyper reality attraction. The Lightbulb above them flickered as it struggled to keep itself lit after Ivan pushed the button, walking passed the small decor of the room to seat on his letter chair, which whinned as he slowly went back, placing his hands on the back of his head. David felt somewhat of familiarity, specifically with the boss of the company that he answered to… He adjusted his throat, placing the briefcase he had been carrying the entirety of the trip on the table he stat on.

David and Vannie stood parallel to each other, sitting at the same time mostly due to Vannie's intent of copying and learning from what she saw from her partner, her eyed always darting back to him with a soft whirr.

"We've been told you finally decided to merge" Opened Vannie, much to David's dismay. She smugly placed an arm on top of eachother and two fingers on her chin "Would you like to tell us why?"

Ivan looked at her funny, chuckling "This is not interrogation, no?" He questioned, closing his chair to the table.

David breathed deeply and placed a hand between Vannie and the conversation, indirectly telling her to be quiet. "Excuse my android partner. This is… her first negotiation. Although, I must admit I also find myself curious over why would you suddenly change your mind over 2 years of negotiations later"

The man took the question to mind, nodding slowly, biting his lip as he… cleaned his teeth with a finger? "Business not good" He raised his shoulders in defeat "My employee's quit the park and I've been using it for, uh, almost forgot"

He reached into his cabinet case, sliding it open with a creek. They both recoiled a bit, Vannie placing herself over David as her system considered the movement a possible thread to him, a gun? perhaps?. He took out a piece of paper, looking over at the pair with a raised eyebrow

"Slow down people! It's an NDA" he reached both hands up "We're negotiating!"

"Huhhh! Understood." Vannie nodded, sitting back straight, her hands on her lap. David turned to her confused by her sudden change, getting a simple smile in response.

The paper was placed and rotated, slided forwards to David. His eyes darted down at it, readinging in his mind at full before he took a pen from his jacket and signed it at the bottom. Ivan took it back and adjusted his throat.

"The mafia business doesn't make the same money as before. Today's day and age is all about robots" He casually said, sitting back and fiddling his fingers "It's cheaper to be backed up by a big robotics company on the money laundering than actually laundering the money"

Vannie's eyes opened wide "S-sir! You just admitted to a crime??"

Without much time he answered "Yeah, so? NDA. Besides, we got dirt on your manufacturer too… I'm making you choose between perestroika and Nuclear Fallout for our companies"

He had a point, even if the park began as a laundering scheme it was beginning to morph into a legitimate form of business… even if wrongly founded. David scratched his beard "I suppose you want help with your… robots"

He shook his head "That is the least of our problems. After electricity became extremely cheap after the rich deemed it necessary, and the Android Market became saturated because of the same reason, to make and sell androids is extremely easy. I just want people to take care of the park itself."

David opened the briefcase, among the paperwork, Vannie peaked interest in some pictures he had inside… of apparently him and someone else smiling to the camera, she squinted, beginning to analyze by herself as she sat back. He took out some charts and placed them for him.

"İ'm legally obligated to show you how our business is doing, ensure you health coverage over the merge and a vote in the company-"

Ivan spoke over him "All I want is enough income for me to do whatever I want without working, and keeping a stable collection of bots to… play with. You figure it out with your boss whatever that is, the second you break that, I'm out and I give park to another company…" He reached into the cabinet again, taking three sealed letters with logos of rival fembot companies.

"That's… not very business-y, sir" Vannie raised a finger. "Perhaps- "

"Deal" Answered David.

"DEAL!!" Vannie perked up with him.

They then shook hands, Ivan smirking the whole way through. As that happened, the door opened wide, another robot looking exactly the same as Redmi stepped in with a tray of expensive looking food.

"Sssssiiiiir! Food's heeeere~!"

He chuckled, looked over at his clock "Ha! Look at the time, it's already lunch… Finished just in time! Nastarovia my friends!" He laughed as the tray was served on the table.

The intern held her hands together and gleefully celebrated Redmi's return in silence, embarrassing David more.

-

Back on the road, on their way back. David on the wheel with Vannie sitting straight with her seatbelt on a tight hold of her frame. They've been quiet for a while, cut by the occasional sniffing from David. As they were caught inside highway traffic, Vannie saw the opportunity to speak just as they moved a tad forwards.

"You're gay!"

The car stopped harshly, almost crashing into the one in front, cars behind them honked at them, making David turn and nod to try and appease them… He then paid attention to Vannie.

"How the hell do you know that?" he grinded his teeth, holding the wheel with force.

Vannie spoke without shame or fear "The picture in your briefcase!" She pointed to it in the back of the car, speaking fast now "I couldn't help but look at it, once the image was registered in my system I began to analyze it while you spoke with the owner of the park. Maybe a friend, maybe a family member… but it bringed errors in logical context! Why would you bring it around while you work? Why would you even consider such things? Humans are emotional creatures so-"

He stopped her "Okay! okay! Yeah, you assed right… Yes, that's my husband. So what? you were paying attention to that? wasting processing power on figuring out who a guy from a picture was instead of taking notes of what the client said?"

She pretended to adjust her throat "It's called RAM? and… I took notes of the dialogue between the two, it's an important requirement in my mission priorities."

He gave up some slack, leaning forwards "Good! Jesus- Because That guy basically gave up the company for basically nothing. Taking care of one human is easier than an entire team"

"Is that why companies are using more and more androids instead of having to deal with humans?"

That hit him… somewhere, he swallowed saliva and with some hesitation nodded to her "...Yes, basically"

"Oh, interesting" She went to look at the window "I'm still trying to understand things, please excuse me if I make you uncomfortable"

He chuckled, caught by the irony of her comment "You're an intern, isn't that your whole point?"

"Correct!" she agreed "Made to assist"

Talking about assisting… That message he saw in the morning, came back into his mind. As the traffic came into a halt he took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it and handed it over to the bot

"Read the message about the deluxe unit" he ordered, still eyes on the road. Not making the same mistake as her before.

She stared at the phone, going through the notifications on the fly "The automated one?" She questioned "That company project is out of our sector's interest. It isn't efficient"

"Made to assist?" He remarked with irony "Just read the summary for me"

She simulated guilt, quickly clicking the notification and redirecting her to the email page. It was formulated as a letter, A.I. writing had become pretty good at looking formal. Filled with detailed information over The Deluxe unit's activities and performance, ending with a formulated summary of all of it, Vannie stopped and began to read.

"The unit Deluxe seemed to had experienced a blackout of 15 or so minutes shortly after its activation mid… uh, performance. Afterwards, the remote connection with the device was lost for… 12+ hours??? before the unit returned to the recharge station in the early morning, data altered and possible signs of jailbreaking of BabeTec software coding…" Vannie put the phone down "That's, as a human would say, not good"

David seemed unmoved by the news, after all the whole plan was to either flawlessly succeed or to spectacularly fail… yet, the robot came back… it was jailbroken… the code, the sophisticated A.I. chip engineering-

He punched the wheel, honking by accident "God- DAMN IT"

==Chapter 5: Real or fake, A shoulder to rely on==

The door of a lonely dorm room door swings open after the clanking of some keys, struggling for some seconds to finally make out the movement correctly. Part of a two story block of dormitory rooms for the university the friend group attended, Lou was the only one that actually decided to move into the building, his parents being away from the country for the duration of his studies. The room was messy, behind Lou followed Mary, who curiously stepped in after him and quietly scanned the room as he embarrassedly tried to tie up as much as he could.

>BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe model Desig. "Mary"
>Foreign location reached [OUT OF TARGET GROUNDS, RETURN IMMEDIATELY]
>>Override. Administrative orders.
>Seduc.Scn001 engaged.
>>Gathering data. Scanning…

The sexbot's system had defaulted into a preprogrammed seduction scenario, one which would adapt depending on the area brought to her… made with the intention of being use for hookups once the bot is out on the market.

He grabbed little piles of recently cleaned clothes from the edge of the bed and moved them over to one of the two chairs one next to his desk, which on top was his laptop.

"Sorry for the mess, I uh, don't get people coming much" He nervously said in between moving his clothes.

Mary was taken out of her scanning trance as he spoke, looking at him with a null expression until he finished, smiling at the end.

He scratched his cheek "...Right, you're a robot, you don't care"

Her system worried over his tone, detecting signs of shame after analysis. "You can make me care if you want, Lou" She suggested, closing in on him a step or two.

Everything about her was inherently sensual, even if in fact she was unaware of it, it was simply part of how she was designed to act. The way she spoke, her tone and speech choice sent shivers down his spine into… well, down. He jolted back a bit, his face reddering as the bot of course noticed, her smile turning into a smirk.

"O-okay, let's slow down a bit… I'm supposed to be busy tonight" He said nervously, his face looking down in shame.

Mary tilted her head, her hair falling over her to cover one eye as her glassy eyes looked deep into him, her system gathering every mili-second of data from his reactions, as if her A.I. was expecting him to throw himself at her.

"You don't want to do it?" She cutely asked, her eyes moving over to the bed that took up most of the already small room. Her HUD making a tri-dimensional figure out of it

>Scanning…
>>Matrimonial bed. Sufficient for Unit's frame and Ncknm[Lou].
>>>Risk of repeated damage to CPU [MissionaryPsT]: 0.03%
>Engage? Y/N

She fluttered her eyelashes, looking at Lou again now with a more smug "I won't crash like before~" She whispered sensually.

Lou swallowed, what was up with her now? It was as if she was digging through his thoughts- he looked up, his eyes crossing and staying on her breasts for some seconds before going up and meeting her camera like eyes. He smiled at her but decided to shake his head

"No… I need to work"

>Disengaging…

The bot's sexual program stepped suddenly and completely in a matter of secons, making Mary blink deeply before she chirped back "Okie!~" and went out this cornered strategy from Lou, walking over the room to pick up more clothes and trash around the room.

Lou sighed in relief, the fact that she was a robot at least meant she did what she was told… He wiped his face, and looked how she just randomly began cleaning up his place out of the blue. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate it, but he didn't exactly asked her to do it either. He struggled but he finally spat out.

"W-what are you doing?"

The bot stopped with some clothes still on her arms, turning to him as she seemed to be pressing her bust up to the laundry "Assisting you in organizing" She then went straight back to organizing "I assess that if I assist you in tidying up the place you'll have time to have sex with me afterwards!" She casually layed out, gleeful as she could.

Lou took the action… as well as he could, giving her a slight nod as he opened up his laptop and sat in front of it. His mind racing again- Is he that obvious or is she that advanced? he thought, being unable to concentrate on code writing anyways…

-

The door of an apartment swung open, its door at a lower level than the rest of the flooring, from the door stepped in Chris, and next to the door she placed a scarf she wore on her way back, she left out a sigh, signaling relief after a long walk.

"Chris?? Home already? Remember the shoes!" a voice called out, the voice of her brother, from the hallway in between the spacious kitchen and living room with windows.

Chris was halfway to place a foot on the wooden floor step, stopping halfway through as she took them off without hands, letting them fall around the square step area and continuing on "Yes, I didn't forget!" She groaned.

She held her bag close, making her way through the living room and kitchen, checking both sides first to find them lonely entering the hallway. 4 doors, 2 rooms for each brother, the matrimonial room for the parents and a shared bathroom.

"Mom and Dad?" She asked her brother.

"Out for work, Something about the company. They left frozen food"

"Ugh, that sucks…"

Halfway through she took off her bag and threw it into her bedroom, falling perfectly on a puff bag sustaining the fall. She then pivoted into the opposite room, her brother's, seeing him sitting on his expensive computer, on that chair you would know from youtubers and streamers with half a headset on.

Their rooms were thematically and colored opposites. Her room was filled with cold and soft colors, while his was mostly lit by neon lights, he really dug into the streamer aesthetic… even if he didn't do those things. Her bed filled with an extensive collection of plushies she had gathered from childhood to now, organized by size over a mostly tied bed, while his was just a black thick robe, not even bothered to be tied up.

She creeped behind him, trying to discern what he was looking up on his screen, leaning over the top of his chair.

"Sigh, what are you up to?" She asked, eyes on the screen. It seemed to be a stream of one of those popular girls you'd see on social media doing cute dances… only that it was empty, yet, still Live.

He turned and looked at her "Oh, yeah. That girl I told you about? The one people were saying was a BabeTec robot? Dude, it totally was, she finally crashed on camera today"

She scoffed at him "You sure she isn't just trolling you guys?" She suggested. "Or maybe people nowadays can't just see a girl without thinking she's a robot-"

He shook his head "Nah nah, look" He moved his mouse back to the video, about 25 minutes or so, and hit play.

The video was a front frame of a girl with a skimpy white dress and violet painted hair, her rather small bust present on the entirety of the frame as she seemed to be putting on makeup.

"Look look…" Her brother pointed, and suddenly a donation popped up.

The girl perked up, smiling at the camera "Aw, thank you Dantheman for the donation!! that's so cool…" she then leaned forwards to read the comment off her screen " 'Hey, you know about those rumors of you being a robot Yeah! they are so silly! but hey, the fandom does what it does right? 'I can only say bAb-T-0616'..." and suddenly, her smiley expression froze, her mic picking up a computerized buzz as she then began to erratically blink.

"Oh shit." Chris uttered, closing in.

"I KNOW right??" he plastered his hands forwards "The bastard made her read out a termination code!"

The girl's face then began to twitch, until a pop was heard making her head slap to the side, smoke rising from her ear… before falling over below the camera's reach.

Chris held her mouth "That's, oh my god- I mean…"

"Hah! I told you! She was a fucking robot!" He quipped, moving his chair over "So she's coming to the market too! Maybe if we ask mom and dad-"

She interrupted him "Tom you know how they feel about robots. I mean, that's what their whole business is about, remember? A business run by people?" She raised her arms up in frustration "What example would it give if they had one in the house?"

He groaned and nodded, accepting she was right "Yeah, but you want one too! You're studying coding for fucks sake. How the hell are you doing your thesis?" He frustratingly complained.

She was about to tell him about Mary- but decided not to, perhaps bringing more witnesses to their borderline corporate stealing might not be the best of ideas. She then thought about his excuses "You just want a sexbot… admit it"

He dismissed her, waving his hand back and going back to his PC. She raised her shoulder and left for her room… On her way to her own room she stopped herself, clicking her tongue and leaning on the doorframe of her brother's.

"Wanna eat then? I'll cook" she offered, trying to make it up for him. His brother had been wanting to have a robot in the house for years now, more for the interest over their nature than something else, yet she saw in him that same fascination with them as she had. "I'll work after that"

His brother took off his headset and turned to her "...Sure, whatever"

"That's the spirit!"

-

A door to a modest house in a neighborhood swinged open as the sounds of a public bust hissed away, coming in, Jim. He could hear the static muffled sounds of the television through the door, the lights were off, only by the blue light of the television in the living room at the left of the entrance could he make his way through the space.

College titles and awards hung over the walls to the name of Jim's father, some pictures of Jim growing up with both parents, as he got older only his dad was in frame. The place was a mess, filled with bent tin cans of beer sparced all around his father's chair, snoring away as the TV ranted about some meaningless game show putting A.I. to the test.

He glanced over to the chair and breathed deeply. He took off his bag and placed it on the marble island of the kitchen, walking over to him tiredly. His father wore nothing but a wife beater and ripped shorts, besides having a balding head, his complexion and face looked similar to Jim's.

Jim shook his arm "Dad, I'm home" He said steadily, looking over to the small table next to him to see an empty plate of food tied up but unclean "You managed to make food with the C-ook?" he commented, referring to an old cooking device he modded for him to feed himself by cooking for him.

His father was startled, his tired eyes blinking open as he let out that fatherly cough. He sniffed and wiped his eyes to help himself wake up. "Oh, you're back." He groaned, glancing over the kitchen "Huh-huh, but it broke down afterwards… told you it was a lousy job"

He stood there and took the insult, not affecting him in the slightless "How long have you been sleeping?" He went back to questioning

The man pulled up his wrist clock and read the hour " 'Bout 4 hours?" he guessed, squinting at the clock.

"You must be hungry again." He guessed back, an eyebrow raised "Guess I'll cook myself…"

His father roared "Don't patronize me! You're the one that doesn't know how to fix that thing!"

"it's the third time it has happened" He pointed out, calmly, he wanted anything but to put himself on his level. "Besides, I have to be out and work on my classes most of the day"

He scoffed, going back to looking at the TV, gathering his hands on his rest and sighing "You're wasting your time in that… wasting money"

"I'm on a scholarship"

"They are not going to need engineers in the future! probably they are already making an A.I. to make the job" He mumbled his way through his words "It happened to me! Damn it! What's the point of being an accountant in the age of supercomputers??"

"..." Jim just stared blankly at him, trying to come up with a way to tell him wrong, but yet, it wasn't that he couldn't, it was that he didn't even know. "...Whatever dude, look, turn the lights on, it's like 10 cents an hour anyways." He then went over the switches and slapped them on, dirty dish in hand, he went to the kitchen and allowed it to fall alongside the other dirty dishes piled up in the double sided dishwasher.

"I can't believe you wanna make those things" His father groaned, staring mindlessly at the screen, yet another news channel talking about A.I. "No partner, no money. Ensuring that more and more people will end up like you as well."

Jim stared in silence down at the back of his father's chair for some time, thoughts and curses coming his way to call him off… but he didn't, again. He stormed off to his room, slamming his hand on the lights.

A space organized and quiet from the rest of the house, spacious in comparison. Tied bed, a paper laid out on a work table beside the door with some drawings of designs and libraries next to the windows. He closed the door behind him, and pressed his back against it… his mind filling up with thoughts on what his father said, slowly making his knees falter and making him slide down to the floor. His throat itchy, and his eyes feeling heavy he realized that he was part of the problem.

Before he knew it, he was crying to himself on the floor, quietly and angrily at that. He pressed his teeth and knuckles, covering himself with his own body.

-

With two fingers, Lou opened an instant noodles cup and after pouring the suspicious dusts and dry meats into it, he began pouring boiling water from the heater next to his PC. He then placed it back on the table and covered it up again.

Mary inspected the process closely, they had finished cleaning up the place about 10 minutes ago and Lou was just trying to concentrate on his coding… looking for a way to translate it for their thesis.

"You will eat that?" Mary asked, pointing her index at the cup, curling her lips.

Louie nodded, smiling at the bot "Yup! It's cheap and I'm not that hungry" He explained, he seemed to be getting used to her being around.

The robot's HUD focused on the cup itself highlighting the ingredients written at the side of the cup as her database expanded through internet searches.

>Analysis…
>>[Important] Possible health hazard

"It is quite unhealthy" She remarked, turning to him "If you consume this, it will make your cum taste like–"

"Dude! I don't wanna know that!" He groaned and covered his mouth, trying to shake the thought "Ugh- You are always thinking about sex-"

The bot tilted her head like a dog, Louie had began to catch on of this trait… perhaps babetec wasn't as creative with their programming as he thought. He sighed, what was he expecting anyways? from a sexbot? He shook his head and lowered his tone.

"Okay okay sorry… I guess it's just how you are." He glanced at the instant rament cup "I just- never thought about having a relationship of that type"

Mary closed in, her smile coming back "Am I your first time~" she teased.

"N-no! I dated Chris once…" He argued, his face turning red again "We decided to stay friends instead"

"Okay!"

He was struggling to keep up a conversation with her to begin with, and Mary's system was having a field day due to it, becoming softer and more delicate to roll him into where she wanted him to be.

She closed in slowly, a soft smile on her as her eyelids half closed into a passionate expression. Louie stood still, letting it happen as their lips met, the rubbery moist texture against his dry lips caused a shiver down his spine as they shared a kiss. It was way too much for him, moving his body to hold Mary closer by the hip and back, her bust pressing against his as her chair bended forwards until she finally stood up from it.

She breaks the kiss, and with a breathy voice and her arms wrapping around his neck she asks "Is this better to your liking?"

Louie looked up to her, enamored by her formulated expression, simply nodding. Before he knew it, they were laying in bed one next to the other, just as she had planned.

She was giggling, as she had already won. He looked back at her, pressing a hand on the sheets… In the back of his head he understood he was still in control, yet his curiosity to experience such pleasure again cut the words out of his throat. Before he knew it, he was pinned down, Mary now sitting atop his crotch and staring him down as she accommodated her hair back… She was perhaps heavier than she assumed.

"W-wait!" Louie mumbled, raising his hands to halt her. "I, uh, eh, I kinda want to have a robot girlfriend okay?? I find the relationship aspect hot?? And uhhh, I guess it would make it hotter if you acted as my girlfriend?"

Mary blinked twice and was taken aback, even through her silicone expression he could tell that did a 180° in her order of priorities- Yet she buzzed internally, he could feel it for obvious reasons. He anticipated her response, raising an eyebrow as his mouth formed an agape smile

"Okay honey!" She perked back after a quarter of a minute, leaning into his body and kissing his lips softly, staying in there for some seconds "...As your girlfriend, by definition found onlineeee~"

Oh no, he thought, the robot is looking up how to act based on google searches?!

"...A relationship is of a two parted pleasure giving correct?~ How about you…" Her eyes looked down at her legs, a hand moving underneath her skirt just to love her panties yet again- "You pleasure me this time?"

Louie swallowed, his eyes dilating as Mary stepped off of him to take off her panties, leaving them on the floor as her eyes looked back up at him with that half closed eyes smirk- It was eerie to him how much she understood about how he felt.

"By your heart rate, I can tell you're anxious!" She clapped climbing back up to bed on her knees, over Louie. "Must be your first time, right honey?"

He nodded, without real shame… the thought that perhaps he should've stayed quiet crossed his mind yet- if an underpaid programmer placed that inside of her must've been because of something and– what the hell was he even saying in his head anymore?? His train of thought was out of the goddamn window.

"Wait wait, how do I do this??" Louie asked "Do I have to-"

"Breathe through your nose!" She announced before closing in over his head and essentially sitting on his head- placed just over his mouth to allow his nose space to breathe, mathematically calculated for that. She stared down, smiling sweetly on each side of his head.

Louie's eyes closed harshly, trying to focus on simply- licking… it was wet and messy, warm and soft, layers upon layers he imagined- yet something different. She responded accordingly, as anyone would from a real girl, slight twitching, soft moans and all.

"Ohh~ Yes! You're so good!"

He was in reality doing barely anything, all of her responses were purely pre-programmed to generate a response of further excitement… If you really think about it, what is the point of programming a realistic orgasm process for a bot if a voice line imitating the process is enough to entice…

"You make me feel– oh!" She went on, holding her bust and biting her lower lip.

He began to get more into it, his arms taking her legs as support to push himself slightly deeper to feel a hole- He scraped the corners with his tongue, the moisture starting to intensify more, until he roughly brought his arms into her sides in one strike that made her jump. He continued savoring her sex, and as her moans and excited movements began to grow silent, he felt… something else.

What he thought was lubricant coming from the depths of her vagina was… hot, and it was different in taste-. It was pushed down with a mechanized sound that came from inside her, making him open his eyes to see Mary stare forwards vacantly, not a single thought to be found in her face.

Seconds before the clock in the screen of Louie's phone changed to 7:00 o'clock, and as if it was clockwork Mary uttered in a monotone voice.

"Scheduled tank release sequence triggered."

His eyes opened up and using the strength hidden within every fiber of his body, he pushed Mary away from above him and ran to the bathroom in front of the bed. It took 4.05 seconds for Mary's system to reactivate and go back to normal, yet it was midway about to fall and hit the floor, extending her arms to her sides to give herself balance to sit back on the bed, making the robot miss another painstaking system crash due to her hardware

"Oop! Like, that was close!" She looked down "Louie?" She turned to the bathroom door behind her, detecting him right away "are you feeling okay?"

He was hunched over, face inside the toilet bowl vomiting his soul out, the groans and soft cries echoing inside the bowl as the remains of food and… other substances… splashed the water at the bottom.

"W-what the hell-?" He arched himself, coughing in between "What the fuck was that??"

"The daily tank release" she explained as if no wrong had been done, her usual smile perking slightly back as she held herself "I assume I have been away from my recharge pad long enough, I am suppose to be in storage at this time as stated in my mission parameters"

He continued, throwing everything out before weeping a bit "Couldn't you tell us you had that before?? What the fuc-" He thrashed his head back into the bowl

Mary innocently walked over to him and kneeled next to him, patting his back and helping him through the ordeal the best way she could-

-

Spaghetti slatted on two bowls, red sauce oozing and leaving a trail of hot smoke above it as the edge of the place was hit by the fulcrum of the serving spoon, making sure the last drops of serving fell down. Chris, wearing a ponytail and cooking gloves closed in on the plates and breathed in the smell of her own creation.

"Aw yeah, that's the good stuff…" She proudly remarked.

Although the kitchen's order was sacrificed by her desire to cook, ignoring the frozen food left by them previously, at least the end result was worth it. A cutting board with spare sides of tomatoes and onion cuts, dirty spoons and forks, splashed water- she'll figure out how to clean it later she thought. She took both plates in each hand and brought them to the big family table next to the kitchen counter. With two hands on her sides and a smirk she yelled

"TOMMY!! DINNER'S READY!"

After a few seconds out came his brother "No need to act like mom" He remarked, puffing and shaking his head.

Chris joined him in, sitting opposite of him next to her tablet. She looked at her brother with a smirk "I always wanted to do that though…"

"Yeah yeah." He coughed, finally digging in "...It's good"

"Of course it's good." She chuckled, her eyes on the tabled as she tapped away something. Her brother looked up, the room falling silent for an awkward amount of time, cut only by the sound of the tablet's glass being hit by Chris' index.

Tommy caughed, sounding dry. That seemed to catch her attention back, clicking the button atop of her tablet as she began eating with him properly now.

"Have you been taking your meds"

He interestedly nodded "It's hard to forget not taking them" He swallowed. He didn't want to cut the conversation with his sister short "So- when are you telling mom and dad"

"Tell them what"

"You know, that you wanna make robots"

Chris rolled her eyes, stretching back on the chair as she allowed the fork to lay on the plate. It wasn't the first time she had gotten that question "I don't exactly wanna make robots. I wanna make A.I.'s" she corrected, gesturing with her hands.

"What's the difference?" He laughed "They're putting them on them anyways"

She slurped a big rolled strand of spaghetti and swallowed, taking her back as the food appeared to make her choke a bit, tapping her upper chest. She then looked over the table to a napkin holder, closing it in between them. She took in one hand the holder and in the other the napkins

"An I.A. gives a mind to a robot. But a robot is a robot, it can be on its own" She placed the holder down and then showed the napkins "But of course, the A.I. can exist on its own, without a body- well, sure, it needs to be somewhere, it can even be at multiple places at once but the code.. that's what I wanna make. An artificial mind that can formulate systems, administrate wealth, solve mathematical problems, create vaccines…" She then placed the napkins back.

His brother nodded slowly, muttering an "Huh-huh" as he went back to eating. Halfway through he just stopped, and looked over at the window "Must of the stuff you said are kind-of far off still"

She seemed to get eagered by his comment "Not after me it won't!"

He laughed "Still tho" he clicked his tongue, and laid on the table, resting his head in between his arms by the edge letting out a sigh "You don't have to do it for me"

She tilted her head, being almost done with her plate she pushed it, and leaned over by her waist "I liked A.I. 's before you got sick dumb dumb. I see it as more of a bonus"

He peeked back up and scoffed, laying back down, much to his sister's dismay.

"Hey! I'm being serious here!" She complained sitting back normally and crossing her arms

He returned to a normal posture with a wide grin on his face, laughing to himself "Whatever dude" He finally said with a dismissive hand movement. He stood up and sat down on the couch a couple steps back into the sala, he snapped his fingers towards the space in between the libraries in front of him, being caught by a small device laid on it which turned on to display the screen of a television.

The plates were empty, Chris took both the plates back and placed them on the kitchen sink without much care, clanking among themselves as they touched the bottom. His brother had already begun passing by channels dismissively with the controller in hand, lying his side on the arm rest.

As Chris walked to him and eventually sat next to him she asked “Want me to close the window for you?”

He shook his head “See, this is why we need a ‘bot around the house, do the stuff you do”

She rolled her eyes “You could always just do them yourself you know” She said with a breathy voice, moving her hair to the side and taking comfort in the couch.

In front of them they passed through channels upon channels of garbage cable paid TV that in the current day and age had become a compilation of cheaper reruns of streaming subscriptions. There had been a social yearning for the days of cable programming simply giving you something random to watch at a determined hour, although random at the time, and perhaps even repetitive if all you did was watch TV: the newer types had of course, an integrated A.I. which would measure how long one would watch a show or a movie for and feed a similar programming after the last one ended… This wasn’t new technology, their parents and grandparents had seen the dawn of this form of fed entertainment in social media before even choosing what we wanted to enjoy became too much of a hassle for us as a species.

As the channels passed, Chris caught a glimpse of a news report announcing something related to BabeTec, making her instinctively stop her brother from jumping through channels “Wait, I wanna hear this” she said, placing a hand on the controller by his thigh.

He dismissively raised his shoulders up and crossed his arms. The TV showed your typical news anchor, news indicating a potential merging between notable tech giant BabeTec and shady private park Jonathanland.

“According to official statements from BabeTecUS, this merging would be the start of a bigger company effort to further incorporate BabeTec products into the public, a daring strategy in the rising battle between android companies.”

Tom scoffed at the TV “What now? Will we have to see their robot’s asses while we close our eyes too?”

The anchor continued “Talks of a unit wide upgrade has also been teased by the tech giant, which will be reportedly be coming over with her next model by the end of the year”

“...Mary?” She muttered to herself, leaning in closer, accidentally saying it loud enough for her brother to hear her speak.

“What?” Tom turned to his sister

Chris stood up from the couch "wait, I gotta check something- We'll talk later though!"

She ran off into her room, quickly taking the laptop she had taken to school and previously plugged Mary into to reboot her. Popping the velcro of her side bag, she took the laptop and placed it on the white table in front of the bed, turning it on again.

"Is everything okay??" Asked Tom from the sala, his eyes still darted on the TV as he leaded sideways to ask

"Yeah! It's whatever" She dismissed, logging into her PC. Fortunately for her, she had saved a log of Mary's system since she connected to her… nothing too complex, files about her core system performance, saved profiles, etc… but there was something else.

Normally, undercover androids would have a wireless gateway with say their company or a computer where to feed orders, dialogue files or written commands remotely… Mary had two of them. Chris raised an eyebrow at this, maybe another company got their hands on her design at the time of being assembled and is actively trying to invade their software…?

That wouldn't be possible either, as she had checked for more information, it was a sort of special code only her unit had, which connected with an additional device, would solely feed the data gathered to something else…

"Ain't that something" she said to herself. She reached into her pocket, taking her phone in hand and writing her findings to the rest of the guys.

-

Jim's phone sat on his room's table, alongside the messy sketches of mechanisms only really explainable by Jim's mouth. The door to the living room was left open, he had been working in the kitchen on the broken device he had made which would automatically cook, akin to a 3D printer, mechanical hands and all.

His father sat on the table near the kitchen, reading something on his phone, glasses on. The butt of a cigar pressed against his lips as smoke flew up to the lightbulb above him. Jim would occasionally look his way, maybe checking if he would reciprocate the look of his son working on something by himself. After scrubbing the surface of the frame with a half wet towel, he adjusted his throat, surrounding him to sit in front of him.

"You placed the stuff in the fridge in the wrong place. The machine took the things in the wrong order and ended up malfunctioning" He tries to explain, tired "...I'll leave some papers with the places where to put the groceries"

His dad takes the cigar out of his lips and without even taking his eyes off his phone "Why don't you just put like an A.I. or something so it knows what it is looking at instead of relying on placement?"

"Because first, I don't know how to make an A.I. and second of all, because at that point why don't we just get you an android to cook for you…?" he genuinely asked, leaning into the table.

"I'm not putting one of those things in my house" He shook his head "...At that point why don't we get ourselves an android to mouth feed us?" he mocked.

"..." Jim refused to elaborate more on the conversation, rather rolling his eyes and letting out a sigh "You could always learn how to cook for yourself, you know?"

His father curled his lips and said, "You know what, you have a point."

"There you go." he celebrated, congratulating him "You don't need me anymore then. Can I move to campus so I can focus on my career?"

"Why do you want to make androids so much?"

"I don't know? They make money? it's what brings food to the table as an engineer nowadays?" he threw out, holding his head. Jim clicked his tongue in frustration "Whatever man" He stood up from his chair and walked angrily to his room

"Wait" his father said, his voice sounding calmer than before. Jim turned around halfway across the doorframe of his room, leaning on it as he looked his way. His father swallowed his ego and rested and breathed out "Thank you for fixing it" He pointed to the kitchen device "Really, I mean it. I wouldn't able to cook without it"

Jim's eyes shifted side to side, pressing against his cheeks as he gave a small nod, his hands drifting off their grip of the frame as he moved out back to his room, closing the door behind him.

He breathed deeply in, and deeply out, shaking off the conversation he had with his dad a few minutes ago as he returned to a more comfortable and usual annoyed expression. He took his phone from the table and saw as the only notification a text from Chris sent around 10 minutes ago. It was inside of a groupchat of her, him and Louie she made a while back.

"Louie? Is Mary with you? Call me" was all that was written.

Jim raised an eyebrow at this, going off on private messages to ask what was going on. As soon as he even began writing down something to send to her, she called him, taking over the screen between hanging up and answering. He brought the phone next to his ear

"Yeah? Chris, what is going on?" He said, his eyes drifting off into the upper part of the wall in front of him.

On the other side, Christ leaned against the table, still in street clothes as her head was dug in front of her laptop's screen "Uh, yeah. I found a second way of information transfer on Mary's A.I., I have no idea what it is and it has been freaking me out. It has something to do with maybe the feds, or worse. BabeTec is meeting up with some sketchy people so-"

"A second way?" he interrupted, now actively walking back and forth in his room "Goddamn it… It may be a mistake on their part, remember Mary's supposed to be a prototype so perhaps…" He stopped, speaking and walking.

Chris groaned as he stopped talking "Perhaps what?! Stop it with the fucking mistery Jim!"

"Perhaps it is being fed to the high ups at the company first" His voice shifted to something more somber "Is Louie answering?"

"Not at all- Dude, Mary has our faces! If she connects to anything while we're out we're screwed" She bit her nails "I'll text you in a bit- I gotta reach Louie now"

"Same." His eyebrows perked up, hanging up and immediately going into his friend's contact, bombarding him with messages.

*

In Louie's room the lights were already shut off, all of them but the glow of his Laptop, placed at the corner edge of his bed to act as a TV screen. There were the sounds of a movie playing from it, rumbling of sheets and of course, the eventual whirring coming from Mary from time to time. Next to his bed, a half empty 1.5 Liter water bottle and drops of water fell close to it… it was opened not long ago.

His phone vibrated on the bed with each new message, moving bit by bit before it came off the edge and fell to the ground.

"Honey, your phone fell off." Mary said sweetly and quietly, petting Louie's head as he used Mary's body essentially as his bed, and her bust as his pillow. He groaned, still dizzy from throwing up, his eyes forcefully closed as his face was half deep in between her synthetic bags. And she was simply looking forwards happily to the screen of the laptop at the edge.

Louie moved his face to the other side, a hand of his moving up to take hold of her right breast "...It's okay i'll grab it in the morning."

"Got it, honey."

She had suggested he do something couple-ey, and being out of options and being so late at night he decided to simply put on a movie for the both of them to watch. His streaming subscriptions expired and downloading a movie with the dormitory wi-fi would have taken him way too long… so he opted to watch the only movie left in the cache of his laptop: Mamma Mia from 2008.

He had in mind explaining the complexities and enjoyment out of analyzing a movie with his robotic girlfriend since the idea of a robot girlfriend came to his mind, but he now was still struck with headaches and disgust and was unable to even look at the screen, feeling guilty with himself.

He wrapped his arms around her, as best as he could being on top of her. Ear pressed upon her synthskin he could even hear the rumbling of her core… "This date sucks, I'm sorry-" he lamented.

The bot giggled, giving him a glance down "Don't apologize, honey! I am having fun and all! It's my first date ever" she chirped, returning the hug. "Do you feel any better?"

He sighed "...yeah?"

"I am like, glad"

The movie went on, ABBA music blasting off the speaker of the laptop. She looked almost hypnotized by the film, as he noticed, jumping off from her and laying now next to her with his hands together over his chest.

Mary looked over to him, smiling. Her camera lenses beyond the irises of her eyes focusing on him for a bit, supporting her head with a hand and laying on her side, pressing with his body

"So… Did you say you wanted to explain to me how to watch movies?" She asked, almost sounding as if she was flirting.

Louie nodded "Yeah, but- I think you get it, right? it's not a really complex movie"

Mary brought her free hand to her inner lip and looked upwards, as if she was thinking "Mamma mia is a 2008 jukebox musical romantic comedy film directed by Phyllida Lloyd and written by Catherine Joh-"

He laughed a bit "No no, you're saying what it is, not what it is." he pointed out, signaling with his hand to the screen and giving her a smirk "It's about a girl wanting to fulfill her mental image of a perfect wedding, thinking that uh, inviting her father will magically make everything about living with a single mother her entire life make sense now." He explained casually. "The entire movie is about her realizing that her mother filled both roles and that she should be thankful- Even if it gets lost in the whole… musical thing, it's about accepting that abnormal is also good"

"But-" Mary intervened "It is imperfect? how can it be good then? She wants something a certain way so… why can't she just have it?"

He raised his hands up "I dunno? It's not about what she wants I guess! It's about what she already has and how she should feel about it?"

Mary blinked rapidly, a buzz coming from within her, catching his attention "What does Greece have to do with that?" She asked

"Absolutely nothing."

*

Louie was fast asleep, tucked in by Mary carefully as he was completely out. The movie was ending, and Mary was at the edge of the bed, laptop on top of her wide hips as she stared at the screen, no eyes on her, meaning there was no need to maintain a friendly and or even human expression on her. Her fair fell besides her shoulders and one side of her hair covered one of her eyes, but that did nothing to hinder the machine's eye-like cameras.

Her system recorded the film, down to the last minute, and as the movie came to a close she closed the laptop on itself and left herself in complete darkness, with no one to interact with.

-BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary"
- [Date_event] complete.
-No remaining orders. Primary objective unavailable.
- Data flow added to A.I. adaptive personality module
-Warning: Unit's location out of mission parameters [Override: Administrator's order]
-Current time: 11:59

Mary turned around to watch Louie sleep, being an action her system was unable to do while online, there was a level of curiosity by her A.I., replicating the pose and akin facial expression for further use… until a sudden shift in Mary's systems made her blink, shift pose to a straight back and stand up.

- Remote directive received from unknown source. Current priorities saved but overwritten
- NEW TASK: Return to the recharge station and upload gathered data to the Manufacturer.

The machine turned around, moving over to the only exit in the entire room, being locked. Without missing a beat, the busty girl checked her memory banks and quickly retrieved the last recorded location of the door key being in the laptop table, smoothly and efficiently grabbing it with two fingers, placing it on the keyhole, twisting it and opening it. She simply left the key still in, being unnecessary for her task at hand and leaving from the door. Guiding herself only by her system implemented GSP to return to her recharge pad.

Louie kept sleeping through all of this, his body even facing away from her robotical partner leaving out of the blue.

==Chapter 6: Scotty doesnt know ==
It was the start of the new year. The nationwide hangover experienced after the celebration was palpable in the streets, everywhere but one of the last patches of green in the otherwise metropolis, a 4 square kilometer wide part inside a residential area. Mostly empty all year round, but for the usual families and young teens hanging around for the vacations.

Among them, with a transparent grocery bag swinging as he lazily walked upon the concrete sidewalk between the street and the grass. Eddie was your typical regular joe, moving over from the west coast to the city with his brother no less than a couple of months back, he was up and at it early to bring some medicine for stock after the night of drinking he and his brother endured beforehand. He wore nothing but a waterproof jacket, shorts, a shirt underneath and sandals with socks, if it wasn't for climate change moving the seasons around, he would be freezing.

The morning hit him pretty hard, struggling to keep his eyes awake and pressing his hand on his face and breathing out tired. To catch a breather, Eddie walked upon one of those park benches, sitting down and resting back as far as he could until he heard a pop inside. The satisfaction of that sound made him unquestionably smile to himself, laying back down. As he did someone sat next to him, even with eyes closed he felt the shadow cast on him covering the sun.

"You need to go see a chiropractor" A female voice said to him, she'd been staring.

He half opened an eye and looked over at her, raising his cheek to cover the sunlight from hitting him completely "Oh- No, I slept half on the couch and half on the floor due to new years" he shook his head, chuckling a bit "Gotta bring my posture back somehow…"

"I see~" She curiously teases, tilting her head up as he looks at him.

She was a woman around his age, mid twenties. She had short boyish black hair, and wore a purple sports sweater with light clothes underneath. She seemed from around the area wearing all easy to change clothes… maybe just a juggler from the neighborhood.

He humored her "Why, you know a chiropractor around here?" He chuckled

"No" She simply answered "But you should go to one, it's good for your health" She sounds genuent, even if a little vague. She sat back and looked down at his bag, placed in between them "What are the pills for?"

"You make a lot of comments, you know that?" Eddie teased, moving inside the plastic bag and taking a little pill case out to show "Headaches, my brother told me they help with hangovers"

"So you drink?" She asked again, "Interesting…"

He licked his tongue, the line of questioning continues "Well, yes. You?"

"I have never drank in my entire life!" She proudly says with a smirk, crossing her arms trying to look cool, making Eddie laugh "I'm Amy" She offered her hand to shake.

He takes it firmly "Edward. Just call me Eddie, Edward is too formal" As he broke the handshake, he layed back contrary to her "Shouldn't you be running?"

She curls her lips "I'm catching my breath" she simply stated… he looked at her up and down, not even a single drop of sweat on her "I'm all about exercise, but sometimes I like to sit down and look at the people. Feels right"

He nodded, joining her as they both looked into the people walking around the park, a smile growing on both of their faces. He felt weirdly at peace in that moment, the air feeling lighter and his breathing slowed, even the uncomfort of the shitty bench he sat on could be ignored easily.

"You live around here, right?"

"Yes!" She nodded, punching his arm out of the blue playfully "Am I really that easy to read? My place is over there" She pointed behind her back with her thumb, smiling his way.

He chuckled, raising his hands up "Woah, I wasn't going to ask you where- But, yeah…"

After some pause in silence, Amy went ahead and stood up from the bench "Well, it was nice meeting you Eddie. I'mma get my pulse up now!"

He nodded, holding back the urge to ask her to stay a bit more. He stood up with her "Wait, uh, it was nice talking with you too. Do you come here often?"

"Oh yeah! Everyday from 12 to 2 I go out."

He crossed his arms and lightly leaned back and forth, thinking about his hours "Well, you gave me a good vibe. Maybe we can go on a job together sometime?"

Amy's face went into surprise "Are you asking me out?" she brought a finger to her chin, eyebrows raised.

Eddie looked side to side comically and nodded, raising his shoulders and letting them down right after "Yeah, screw it, I'm asking you out" he laughed.

Amy stood silent for a few seconds "But I've never really…" she said under her breath, before her smile returned "Okay. Let's meet tomorrow, but I really need to get my jog going now okay??" She insisted, half turning around to begin moving… winking his way and chuckling. As she ran off, she'd turn around and wave goodbye.

He found her cute, and he had just asked her out randomly and it worked out. He stood there, waving back with a half smile, still surprised it all went down as he wanted. He looked down at the bag of medicine, and then back up. He had to get a move on as well back home, but now he wasn't even tired anymore.

Coming back from a few blocks away and opening the apartment door he found his brother sitting on an old wooden table checking his phone, clearly hungover with deep long eyebags and an uncared for beard. He was still wearing the clothes from last night. His dog Riley, whom was this big golden retriever, happily rushed towards Eddie, jumping atop of him as he made himself home.

"Oh hi. Good morning- Back already?"

Eddie remained quiet, closing and locking the door, placing his jacket on the hanger and placing the pills on the table with an expressionless face. He stood there, looking down at his brother making him guess. The dog walked next to the brother and stare at Eddie as if it was listening as well.

His brother looked up at him and then at the back, snatching it and letting the meds fall on the table "Nice, you want some?" He asked again shaking the container, getting no response "Yo dude, talk"

"I got a date."

*

The very next day at the same hour they met, Eddie sat on that same bench, even at the same side. He wore his best looking casual clothes, a buttoned up blue squared shirt and jeans- holding in his hand a flower he found on his way there in a green area, a dandelion. He was becoming nervous, checking his wrist watch as the time passed by and she didn't pop out. He signed, clicking his tongue frustrated, although what did he expect? he randomly asked her out, it was improbable she'd even remember.

Just as he was losing hope, from his left he saw her jogging towards him, her eyes opening up as she crossed his. "Eddie??" She asked, covering the sunlight with her palm and closing the distance"

"Oh you remembered my name" he laughed, going in for a hug, reciprocated by her

"I honestly thought you'd forget about asking me out- But it's so nice to see you here!" She chirped happily, holding his hand all of the sudden.

Eddie's face turned red as her hand grabbed his, yet he kept his cool on his expression and nodded "I-I wouldn't forget a girl I asked out! I live close by so It wasn't difficult to find you"

She began walking forwards while holding his hand, essentially guiding him on her path

"I can tell, were you there for long??" She worriedly asked, turning to face him "I'm so sorry- I tend to take my time on these walks."

"Oh no! It's fine. Is it good to be under the sun for a bit? get that vitamin C…" He joked, he then looked down at the dandelion on his hand and raised it up to her eye level "Have you ever seen one of these? watch this" He blew on it, the little petals flying off in the direction of the air.

She scoffed at him "Of course I've seen it! That's how it reproduces"

He shook his head "Not that! have some patience" With the remaining body of the dandelion he surprised Amy by putting it on his tongue and after some mouth movements he'd pull his tongue out and on it was that same flower stick in the shape of a pretzel.

He'd proudly take it with two fingers on one end and show it off to Amy.

"No way! what?!" she'd say in awe, grabbing it and looking at it closer "How did you do that??"

He'd laugh, finding her reacting rather cute "It's an old trick, don't really know how to explain it. Most people find it lame so…"

"They find it lame?? Oh… So should I find it lame because it looks impressive to me" She'd respond, still distracted by the stick-pretzel

He would have to grab her by the shoulders delicately as she began walking while facing down, almost bumping into a walking person "Uh- I mean, you can think whatever you want man. I actually don't know why I did that-"

He regretted doing that to begin with, what kind of date opens up with such a lame trick? Even if she found it interesting, he had to admit it was a weird opener.

Amy held the little thing in one hand and pocketed it carefully on her tight jean's zipper pockets "I'm definitely keeping it now-" She looked at him, pointing a finger at him playfully "Oh yeah! Wanna go for a run together?" She would ask out of the blue, signaling with her hands to be around this same neighborhood plaza.

He was taken aback, was she really going to keep running instead of just hanging out with him? She made an honor that she had never been asked on a date before "I-I mean- Look how im dressed, I'm not really prepared to work out…"

She punched his arm lightly "Come ooon~ Just one more loop for me, and i'll let you get to my place if you feel tired afterwards!" she'd close in on his face, excitedly offering something he couldn't really deny.

Taking a step back as she closed in on his personal space, blushing like hell, he would roll his eyes and sigh, nodding her way as he just imagined what she was trying to get him into-

"Okay big guy!" she got in position, expecting him to copy her "Light jogging, okay? Nothing too hard or you'll feel tired super quick. We'll take stops along the way"

"Right right! I know how to jog, I did this during my gym bro era… as you can see I kinda lost it on the way" He joked, posing his hands atop his tummy "Stops? why?"

"This is a date, right? I wanna show you something… okay! threetwoone GO!" she'd say running off with a rushed start, leaving him behind as she turned around to see him just stand there confused.

"Hey!"

He began running, his nice shoes and jeans already giving him the light suspicion that this wasn't the best choice of clothing. He had to catch up to her now, moving his legs as fast as he could as her prank made her run off with way too much difference. He flapped his arms as he ran, leaving passers-by passers-by following the two with their glances. As he managed to catch up, he breathed heavily, looking to Amy with a weird smile.

"That's… ah, not funny!" He kept running, now at a more steady pace next to her.

Amy smirked to him and shook her head, leading the jog for 40 seconds of going around the curves of the cubic park. As they reached the center of the path, there was a seat, similar to the one they were on at the beginning but surrounded by lines of trees in front and behind them. Brown and reddish leaves fell down upon the pavement and the green areas. She began to slow down, until she walked her last few steps to the seat, sitting down with her hands on it. She smiled at him, inviting him to join her without words. He was breathing heavily, drops of sweat coming from the sides of his face. Eddie sat next to his date, laughing tiredly and laying his back down.

"You're an asshole!"

"shush! Look." She looked forwards and back, suddenly and almost violently snatching his hand and pointed with her right hand diagonally upwards.

Eddie almost jumped as she held his hand, turning sharply to see her hand and his together. He swallowed, looking up to see her staring forwards, he followed her stare to a view of the skyscrapers of the city, far away in the distance and barely visible by the fog behind the view of the trees' tops. A combination of nature and manmade, modern and classic. From his angle, it could resemble a castle, made of walls of trees and pillars of buildings.

His mouth opened with its own "Woah…"

"Imagine how many people there are there. What are they doing right now…? You think they'd even know we are looking at them from here?" She'd ask, finally turning to him genuinely waiting for a response.

Taking eddie of guard he stumbled in his words "U-uhhh, Well- we know that's a company building… that's part of a museum and that's a hotel. Perhaps they are looking back at us and we don't know??" He said with a raise of his shoulders.

"I see… You have an interesting perspective on it" she says with a hand under her chin. Without missing a beat, she jumps off her seat as she lets go of his hand and stands up in one move, her short hair flopping down as her sport shoes clap with the pavement. "Let's go! we got one more stop before the lap" She extended her hand to help him up.

taking it and standing up brought the pain to his knees, yet he managed to get on his feet without much issues. He stood next to her again.

"Ready?"

He nodded, and she began to jog once more. Keeping himself closer to her this time, even if he was walking slower than before, made him get the idea that she was slowing down for him, keeping him closer than before so they could walk the path together… or maybe she was just being nice, either way his feet were starting to hurt.

About the same amount of time as before, they reached yet another bench at the center of the next vertical path. As before, she sat down and already knowing the drill, he sat next to her just like before, just now he felt she was closer than last time.

She reached for his hand once more "You liked when I took your hand last time? You kinda jumped-" she asked before taking it again

"U-uh…" He snapped back, fake coughing "Nah, it's cool. It was cool so go ahead"

She took it, interlacing her arm with his and now laying her head on his shoulder, making him even more uneasy "Okay okay- this one… Hmmm, Its more about the clouds. You see those sloppy smaller buildings in front? They give way for you to see the clouds more. In summer, you can even see more blue than other seasons. It looks like a waterfall of cotton"

He followed her descriptions, getting that exact angle she was trying to show him by moving his head a bit above hers… without even noticing it, his chin touched on her short raspy black hair. Getting in the angle, with the little park below his eyeframe, he sees how a stream of white clouds drive forwards from where he sits in a sea of gray. The level of pollution these days made it harder for the sky to even allow a view of a clear sky, this was one of the first times he had personally seen it in the city, with that in mind his eyes opened wide- yet she said it was blue.

Before he could speak, Amy moved her head back up and held his arm. "You've been too quiet, are you getting bored already??"

"No! not at all it's just- Why are you showing me these?"

Her mouth opened, but she covered her mouth and turned away for a second. He immediately felt bad, thinking he had insulted her in some way "Well- I do these laps almost every day by myself. And each time I look at these views- I get new ideas and questions that I cannot really share with anyone. I'm not really social, I have no friends. I believe it's good to vent those thoughts for once."

"Oh, right. I get that feeling too" he admitted, although to a different level "Have you ever thought about maybe finding a new route to jog on once in a while? It might help you get some new views too" He pointed at the sky "You got a nice eye for this stuff"

Amy blinked twice "Oh, you think?" She curled up on him, but as he asked if she could find another route she stared him down in the same expression for an awkward 4 seconds before she shook her head "Can't. I would probably get lost… Anyways, are you tired??"

He was, there was no doubt about it. He looked down on himself to find his button up shirt completely soaked in sweat, angering him in silence as even the slightest breeze froze him up due to the wet sweet pressing in his skin. "Yeah… but we can jog from here to your house maybe?"

She tilted her head "You are not serious, are you?"

"Absolutely not."

*

After some time, the door into Amy's apartment was opened by her by some modern finger ID design, they had to go in between the building and another one next to it and walk up a pair of stairs to access the two doors to the apartments to the right and left. At first glance, it looked like a newer building… she hadn't mentioned any jobs yet, but in a city like this rent isn't an easy or cheap fee.

"Come on in" she gave way, presenting the way with her hands with a smile, imitating a fancy butler.

He played along "Oh, why good maiden. Of course I will!" he straightened up, walking in as she closed the door behind her laughing.

Things were going well, he thought. It hadn't even passed through his head the fact that he was inside the house of the girl he liked, he was just having fun around her. Looking around he noticed a particular detail, beyond the small size of it; being basically an L shaped home with a bathroom next to the door at the right side of the entrance… he noticed how everything seemed untouched. Like one of those fake rooms one would see in an Ikea, or a display piece in a theater, it felt alien… or maybe she was just that clean.

"Everything okay? The little exercise didn't make you go nuts, right?" She joked, leaning over by his side onto the small kitchen. "Want a glass of water?"

He was distracted, by her question snapped him back, turning with his hands on his hips "Uh, yeah. Sure, thanks"

She reached over and opened a counter with some glasses leaned up one against one another, taking one and filling it up with some tap water. He saw as she filled it up, he was used to using a filter somewhere else or straight up a separate bottle, but he was way too deep to reject the glass-

She offered it, more than half full "Here you go, you drinker" she teased again, she seemed like she was having fun. Her eyes locked on his, his hand grabbed the glass and nodded in a silent thanks. "Hey, uh, do you mind If I… watch you drink water?"

He raised an eyebrow "Why would I mind- And why would you ask? Tsk! hah" he sipped the cup, being impressed that the filter made it taste better than what he used at home. "Well, not bad"

He went on, Amy now more than hypnotized by the way his Adam's apple moved up and down as he drank liquid. He would've found it weird, if it wasn't over so quick.

"What do you mean?" she asked, closing in, grabbing the glass back as he finished it "Water has no taste. How can it be good or bad??"

He clicked his tongue "It's about minerals or something, don't think too hard about it, you're probably used to more mineral full water-"

She rolled her eyes, going away for a second to put the glass back on the sink and throw a bit of water over it to clean it. He found the thing a bit redundant, didn't she just fill it out with that same water.

He diverted his attention to the end of the farthest wall to the entrance, having two windows, one right and one left. The right window, closer to her bed, was completely closed off by the blinds while the left one was opened, a chair of the only table in the home next to it. With a quick glance he could tell it had a view off to that same park they were on minutes ago.

Amy came back, finding him now next to the window "We'll I gotta go take a shower and change. So- You have no issues waiting?"

He shook his head, sitting down on that chair "Nah, im fine." he placed a leg over the other "Go, get something more comfortable. No issues with me"

She noticed him sitting on the chair near the window, a soft smile growing on her before she nodded "okay, give me a few minutes" with that, she moved to her closet and took out a set of lighter clothes and pants, he didn't manage to see any of it as he was distracted by the view outside, but she had slipped her underwear in between the folded pair of clothes and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

As soon as she pushed the door inwards and pressed the lock, her face relaxed. She placed the set of clothes in a space next to the sink. Her face had completely changed into a way in which it would be impossible to know what she was thinking at the moment, her hand lingered on the door as she twirled towards the shower, letting her sport jacket fall on the bathroom tiled floor, efficiently taking her tight clothes off and carelessly letting them fall off her.

On the other side of the room, Eddie tapped his legs similarly to a drum, bored and with a sore throat. He found her cute- but things about her didn't make sense, no friends? Was she from straight out of nowhere? Checking her apartment, her walls and furniture were lacking in pictures or any sort. Looking over the bed, it was sterile, as if it had been ironed out before he came inside her house. It was curious to say the least, but she felt genuent, it felt good sharing time with her and-

So much thinking had gotten him stressed already. He shook his head, and with a sigh he reached into his back pocket.

"Fuck it…" he growled under his breath, to no one.

He took out a sort of rectangular vaper, inside containing a newly made narcotic based on natural elements… difficult to find and extremely addictive, of course, illegal as well. The only good aspect about it is that you could get high on your own terms whenever you wanted without worrying about odor leftovers.

He puffed in, vapor smoke coming out of his mouth. He breathed in, sitting back and holding himself, his eyes squinting at his left to the out window. He had forgotten the last time he was out with a girl, and one he liked at that, he chuckled to himself, puffing again.

Amy, completely naked and still in the shower, was letting herself underneath the water cascate with the cold water running, leaning on a wall as she looked at nothing, holding herself and thinking about the day so far.

After some time, she finally came out wearing an oversized black shirt and wool pants, her hair still wet from the shower. Eddie jumped as the door sounded opened, the vaper still on his hand.

"What are you doing-" She glanced at him, noticing the vaper "Are you…" She would quickly walk to him, snatching it from his hand and looking at it closely.

"What are you doing?!" Eddie would complain, standing up and following her as she sat in her bed to look at it. He stood with his hands on his hips, sighing "Look- i'm sorry, you were taking your time and I was getting stress for something. Should've done it outside"

Reading through the little cubic vaper she seemed upset about what she was reading, the contents and else. Letting her hands rest on her legs she spoke "...This is bad for you. Why are you doing this, and at my place?" She handled it back, extending her arm to him.

His soul had given up already, he pissed her off, and got found out. He took the vaper and put it away in his pocket. He stood there for a couple of awkward seconds before letting out a defeated "I think I should go. I'm sorry"

As he was turning to go, Amy stood up from the bed and stopped him "No wait!" she held his arm, making him closer. Almost as if nothing else needed to be said, with a glance at him, he followed her and sat in the bed next to her, their eyes locked between each other. Eddie was waiting for something else from her, but instead she groaned and stood up, her face red.

"Urgh! Damn it! Don't leave okay? I'm-" She stopped, sighing "I got no one to be with, ever. And you're fun to talk to! And and-" Amy threw her hands up, still trying to get more words out.

"Okay" Eddie blared out, still shocked.

"That's it?? Just okay? I'm too weird- aren't I? Oh that's just great… that's exactly what my job told me last time, that I was too weird to be around people so-" She complained, walking back and forth modulating with her hands.

"No! no!" he stands up, walking up to her and holding her arms to stop her in place "I like you! You have your- weird angle viewing, and your- interesting perspectives and you're pretty and you're fun to talk and be around…"

"You think I'm pretty??" She snaps out, her hands instinctively going for her short hair and nervously measuring its length "What- why…" She holds herself, stepping back as she looks as if she was on the brink to cry.

"Yeah… I do- It's not a big deal okay, you have that tomboy style i guess…" He chuckled, sitting back on the bed as he stared at her, still by the wall. Calming down a bit more "Let's hang out more, maybe get you to do more stuff."

She laughed, covering her mouth and shaking her head. Amy's body relaxed in between the silence, looking back at him with intense eyes. For a second, she tasted her lower lip and slowly walked up to him. The physical stature difference made his head tilt upwards as she closed in. Her hands held his cheeks softly, moving to his sides and ears, crouching, noses almost touching. He breathed heavily, a drop of sweat falling down and hitting her hand on one end… before she finally met her lips with his.

It was slow and sweet, moving their heads as they explored each other's every inch of both lips. They closed their eyes and allowed themselves to go off, even if they were inexperienced. His hands held hers, and moved them down, breaking the kiss now looking at each other.

"...I don't want you to leave me." She whispered, her voice shaky "I don't want to be alone, and yet- I'd prefer you over 100 people"

After some seconds of admiring her face, he reached a hand on her cheek this time, she holding it closely and curling up against it, her eyes still dug on him

"I want to be with you too"

She smiled… and proceeded to push him down with one hand onto the bed, he complied, knowing what she wanted, moving forwards with him to finally be on top of him. "I've never done this-" she laments, shamefully rolling her eyes.

He moved his hands down her body onto her sides, as she was still above him, and in one move completely turned her around, slamming her against the left side of the bed next to him, bouncing as the bed resisted the impact.

"Oh you-!" She would gasp, playfully smirking at him

He would change position, now on top, he'd close in and place a hand atop her left breast, making her jump and close her eyes as she was held.

"A-ah wait wait… No- I don't wanna do it, I don't wanna do it…"

He let go, moving away and giving her space to stand up and hug him, letting out air next to his ear.

"I'm sorry- I just…"

"No need to. Okay?" he comforted her, hugging her back "You don't have to"

She'd shake her head, breaking the hug and looking down with a frown "Just not for me. Sit down, let me do something for you"

Surprised by her forwardness, he nodded, sitting back with open legs. He found it funny just how much they had switched already without really doing anything, holding his head and smiling.

As she was on her knees, looking up at him laughing, she asked "What's so funny?"

"Nothing. It's cute seeing you figure this out"

She scoffed, crawling on her knees in between her legs, popping his jean's button off and pulling down his zipper slowly… Her face was more curious than excited or horny- Taking support from the bed, Eddie looked down with a tilted head, seeing her make the best of what she could so far.

With a firm grip, she pulled his pants a bit, enough for her to have ample space and… he was wearing no underwear. His dick was already hard and stiff, she immediately went ahead and held it on her hands and nervously looked back and forth between Eddy and his manhood.

She asked "What should i do? just- get it in my mouth?"

"You really don't know about this, do you?" he teased.

"Shut up! just- tell me what you think feels good!" She laughed back, adjusting her balance.

"Well- you can… lick it and… then use your mouth, throat." he said from the top of his head.

She nodded, now focused on his member. Her mouth closed into his dick, and with some doubt at first she lightly licked the base, and then the tip, constantly looking upwards for approval. He was getting chills down his spice with each little thing she was doing and- she was having fun looking at him get pleasure from her actions.

"I'm going in…" she announced, head upwards and about to engulf him.

He almost yelled "Careful with teeth okay?? the doctor visit is awkward otherwise"

She scoffed at his comment again "Of course I know about the teeth thing!" she said as if it was an obvious thing "Besides, you should know a lot about going to the doctor because of your dick…"

He shook his head, smiling her way. She looked back down, closing her eyes and breathing deeply, before going down on him… and then up. It was warm, and wet inside her mouth, her tongue wrapping around him and making it all ways great for his pleasure.

"Ah… yeah that's good"

The wet sounds of her mouth against his dick, sloppy and rhythmic in nature echoed in the room. She almost didn't seem like a beginner-

She'd would slowly take the dick out of her mouth, pressing her eyes as she shook her head "Just tell me before you're gonna finish-"

"Mhm" he said with a nod, softly moaning under his breath

She smirked his way, going down on him once more, this time speeding up and going deeper… hitting the back of her throat again and again and using it to pleasure his tip. He closed his eyes and held grip of the bedsheets with both hands, holding in sounds of pleasure. It went on for upwards of a minute or so, until he said with some restrain "Okay- okay- now"

She quickly got himself off her mouth, and sat on the floor, looking away as she shyly pretended not to see him finish by himself. Letting himself go, he came over himself, cum oozing from his tip and hitting his upper pelvis and below his belly button. He breathed heavy, closing his eyes and sighing harshly

"Yeah- that was nice…" He chuckled "Are you okay?" He asked Amy trying to look beyond his legs

"Really? Uh, yeah… it was fun!" She admitted, standing up and cleaning her knees off "You need anything else?"

With some shame, he scratched his head and looked onto the bathroom "I need some paper to… clean this off"

"Oh- shit! right!" She then runs off inside the bathroom and takes a long stretch of toilet paper off the roll, handing it to him shortly after. As he cleans himself up, he makes the mess into a little ball and puts his clothes back on.

Standing up already by her side, he held her and hugged her close, resting her head on his shoulder and holding her hands around him. They stayed like that for a while, shifting side to side in place. He patted her back and she turned to him, their eyes crossing paths. She then again tried going in for a kiss, closing her eyes as she passionately tried closing in, yet he backed away and blared

"Wait! Wait! Wait! you gotta clean your mouth!"

"Oh! Sheesh" She covered her mouth with both hands and stepped away from him, rushing to the bathroom as he laughed, quickly opening the water to begin cleaning herself off.

-

It's been months since they first met, since their first date. Sharing more and more time together, going out together and even eventually Eddie would move over to her place to keep her company. Meeting his brother was a big step at first, being the last immediate family he had, yet as he had expected he was more than pleased to meet her. A curious thing he had noticed is that she refused to eat inside, even have him around when she ate… or straight up skip meals, worried him even more.

She kept on running every day, now thankfully, getting him to follow her. These times though, she didn't slow down for him, and eventually, he didn't need to. She took little to no time to relax, yet she was always happy and up to do whatever idea he had in the moment, and as they piled up, eventually became routine… she began to run less outside. At night though, there would often be times where he'd find her awake, seating in that same chair next to the window, looking at nothing with a relaxed smile, before of course noticing him and nervously asking if he was okay.

It took him some time to figure it out, and even more time to say it outloud, but he loved her. Each moment he was out working, or helping his brother out with anything, away from her… he felt as if it was wrong. The moment he had told her, laying down in bed together, her eyes opened up in surprised and asked

"Why?"

All he could do was raise his shoulders, and laugh, teasingly before simply showering her with reasons and desires for the future together, and yet… she never said it back. The long nights in which they'd talk about anything, especially her thoughts on random stuff and her perspective on them. Always waking him up before his eyes couldn't stay open anymore to ask him again.

"You aren't going to go by the morning, right?"

So he could now, and as he would do it from then on, shake his eyed and fall asleep. This went on and on, until one day… she stopped running all together without him.

-

The next morning of that day; a detail from which both of them had completely forgotten about, forgot to mention and or found irrelevant, Eddie was thinking of proposing to her. It was a big step, he knew it, most of the details about her life before him were completely unknown, her family, where she grew up, where did she used to work… beyond knowing it had something to do with a company… But he felt it was appropriate, they already were sharing a life together and didn't feel like he'd find anyone else who would make him feel better. He had bought a small ring he could afford, with some help from his brother, and had invited her to date outdoors, in that same park they met back then.

Stepping off the door frame of the apartment with a striped folded blanket in hand and the ring hidden deep inside his pocket, he waited for Amy to finish putting up her socks and shoes.

"You know? We're gonna be on grass the entire day, so you don't really have to…" He commented, looking down at her down as she struggled to put them on fast enough

"Haha…" She dismissively mocked, shaking her head "What about the meter or so of the street?"

He laughed, "What about it??"

Before he could make his point any further she had finished putting them on, and like a cat, she graced herself against him, her hand holding the lower side of her chin and guiding him behind her "I'm not getting my feet dirty… Unless you want to~" She teased

"Hey- its not that type of thing you-" His cheeks turned red but he shook it off, he was falling for her, as she looked back and mocked her taking her tongue out.

He ran behind her, playfully pursuing her after clumsily closing their apartment door, and sprinting down the stairs with her running away from him. Coincidentally, the street's light was red as Amy ran off into the pavement at the other side, and turned green as soon as Eddie catched up to her, separating them with a wall of cars.

They looked at each other through the speeding cars, Amy mocking Eddie further on the other side by laughing at the coincidence, and Eddie simply stood there with arms crossed and a smile, he was going to propose to her by the end of the day…

After some time passed and he could walk the street, he calmly reached her and grabbed her hand, now walking together inwards to the park and would find a spot underneath a tree, and with a view to the small little playground, surrounded by trees. At the distance was an old looking building, orange brinks showing and clearly inhabited.

To entertain each other, as Amy laid on Eddie like a pillow and looked forwards at the view, he tapped her shoulder and pointed "Okay, Thoughts on this view"

"Hmmm~" She held her chin and squinted, thinking about some sort of poetic simil "Okay okay, I got it"

"Tell away"

She adjusted her throat "The children's playground is in the foreground, youth, beginnings, companionship, play… The Alpha, and the old broken down building is behind, lurking far away in plain sight but without us noticing nor caring, The end, solitude… the Omega."

He nodded, adjusting his view to hers "What about the Delta?"

"Delta?? The middle?"

"Yeah, what happens there"

She seemed annoyed. "I dunno! I can't see the delta"

He laughed, holding her with his arms "I'm messing with you… but hey, poetic still, right?"

She remained quiet, breathing deep and relaxing there. He knew she agreed. They took in each other's hands, like two pieces of a puzzle matching perfectly. Until the silence was broken by Amy.

"I wish I could paint" She lamented in a soft voice "I never got to do it before, I'd like to fill our house with paintings made by me and approved by you"

"Why would you need my approval?" He asked, looking over her in an awkward position

She looks at him, grabbing his hand carefully and kissing it "Because i want you to be happy"

He nodded "Imma buy you art supplies then"

In that peace, he felt it was appropriate to propose now, he felt the ring dig deeper into his leg as she pressed her body on him. He sighed, might as well just say it and take the right later. Yet he felt cold in his body, a dryness in his throat he couldn't explain.

"Edward-" She said, it had been the first time in a while she called him by his actual name. His heart skipped a bit and a shiver down his spine "I've had the best time of my life with you"

"What do you mean? We've only done normal dates"

She'd sigh "Exactly" she moved herself off of him and sat next to him, smiling as she saw him, holding his cheek with one hand "You made me try so many things for the first time, say things I otherwise wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone else and I-" she stopped, her body jumped ever so slightly… and that dull sound, barely hearable, made her see herself for a few second before her expression changed into a worried one.

"W-what's wrong? what was that?" He had heard it too, he looked her up and down, confused

She threw herself onto him, hugging him tight and closing her eyes "I don't wanna go right now but-!" She cried, breathing rapidly, her hands clawed into him for support.

He would hold her back, still confused "What?! What are you talking about?!"

"My mission they- i didn't…!" She would throw out, meaning nothing "I lov-"

Before she could finish her sentence… her grip went soft out of nowhere, falling onto the ground, yet even before falling down an electric bang was heard from within her, her opened shirt flashed bright for a second. Her upper chest blasted open, revealing an access port filled with ports and cables… and a microchip flipped out from her, smoking black.

Her eyes grayed out, stuck in a black expression and her body laid down into the position it fell on. The bang had caused a stern in the park, bringing eyes all upon the two, but Eddie was speechless, eyes opened like plates at the scene… his girlfriend was an android after all.

He began hyperventilating, a rush of emotions overwhelming him and throwing himself onto her, trying and obviously failing to wake her up.

"Amy? Amy?! what- What the fuck is going on?!"

From behind him, by the sidewalk a man and a woman in uniform stepped out of a car and rushed to the scene. Quickly one taking hold of the frame of the robot and the other holding Eddie down.

"What?! What is going on? what are you doing??" He looked both sides as the was held down.

He grunted and fought to try and get off their grip, throwing himself forwards to try and take hold of Amy back- but it was too late, before he knew it she was already thrown behind one of the cars, and he watched as they went away, still confused on what was going on.

-

Before he knew it, he was sitting in his old house's chair, holding his head with his hands and a lost eyesight. Buzzing in his ears as he still tried making sense of everything that went down. His brother sat next to him, his dog leaning into his leg whimpering, craving attention… and in front those two people from before, paperwork and documents laid down as they waited for him to react.

"Eddie, hey" his brother called out, tapping his shoulder.

He snapped back, blinking heavily as he finally looked their way. "What do you want?" He growled, gritting his teeth.

"We want to explain the situation, no more." The man said with a stoic tone. He adjusted his pretty suit, sitting straight and staring him down with a drilling look "Since it seems you, mister… Edward Miller, have gone through a series of events that, simply, were not supposed to happen."

He shook his head, squinting his eyes angrily "Wh-... What the hell are you even talking about, my girlfriend got replaced by a bot? is that it?"

The man sighed, putting his hands on the table as he turned to his partner "No. Your partner was the bot. For the whole duration of you two meeting"

He slowly raised his eyes upwards, staring at the two people, speechless again. That seemed to finally catch his attention, allowing the man to continue.

"As you might have heard, the company BabeTec is well known for… throwing around what we like to call squemes. This was one of them"

"Are you with BabeTec?" His brother jumped in, curious.

The woman next to him responded, "No, We're with the Federal Government. We'd like to remind you that you are not the one being interviewed" She said stoically.

The man threw his hand her way, telling her to allow it "We are in a partnership. Unit SAP-101, which… you lived with, was a surveillance prototype funded by the company and the federal government, and we'd like that be kept a secret"

Eddie slammed the table with both hands, making everyone flinch but the woman "Bullshit. You are trying to tell me that Amy was a fucking Camera? all this time? And she didn't tell me?"

"Yes" He breathed out, calmly "She was programmed not to tell, hardwired, even. But that's not here or there… your relationship with her cames out of a failure in her personality A.I., making her believe and or desire the need for companionship. In few words, the 'bot began taking her personality program too seriously"

The woman continued "That and the fact that her interactive personality has no limit in following social queues, she played along with your advances until it overwrote her main task"

"overwrote…" he scoffs, taking hold of his nose bone.

The man opened the folder "Unit SAP-101, being government property, has been decommissioned. And the people involved, you and your brother now, are to be compensated for any psychological damage that may have been caused" He showed a legal document, the sum of 100.000$ highlighted in black. He pointed to it and tapped it "Of course, as long as this is kept under wraps."

Eddie snarled "Fuck you-" he shook his head, his brother trying to comfort him, getting immediatly shoved off "You fucking fascists are trying to put cameras on our streets without us knowing! And- Where the hell is Amy now?! What have you done with her? I'm telling everyone about the scum you're doing" He threatened, pointing at them with his index.

Without missing a beat the man matched his tone "Do you honestly think we're giving you a choice?! Do you think we don't know who you are?" He turned to the woman, nodding in response.

With a beep she began "Edward Miller, 26 years old, college dropout, vape addict, worker at a family retail store 2 blocks from here." She ends, blinking "We have video proof recorded by unit SAP-101 of consumption of illegal drugs"

His hubris and rage diminished and turned into fear lowering his hand as he stared them down.

"If you tell Anyone about what we're doing, we will ruin your life. Every illegal shit you've done since you got out of your mother's womb, and even ones you haven't done yet" He added, taking a pen from his suit and slamming it over the paper "Now sign the paper, take your 100K and forget any of this happened. For your good"

His eyes darted down at the pen, tiredly and hardly trying to focus as that even from earlier repeated again and again. Before he pressed his eyes, and angrily grabbed the pen, singing it and throwing back the pen, laying back down uninterested.

They both stood up at the same time, grabbing the paper, placing it back on the folder and holding it in, turning around and going for the door. The woman turned, her face still stoic.

"Thank you for your collaboration"

As the hand of the Fed touched the door handle Eddie stood up, his chair grinding with the floor as he spoke up "Wait. Before you two go, I have a question"

The man rolled his eyes and turned around in his direction, uninterestedly standing there "What is it."

"...Would she had said yes"

"..." It took him a few seconds to respond, he clicked his tongue "She's a fucking robot. Who the fuck cares" Then he opened the door and left with the woman behind him "Goodday sir"

-

Several days later, working as a cashier in his job, Eddie had his glance lost into nothing. That same event happening again and again, Amy's grip on him still repeating on his skin. He swallowed saliva, hearing that same buzzing from before… and inside of it a voice.

"Sir? Sir? Are you okay?" Said a woman in front of him, waving a hand in front of him.

Eddie shook his head and pressed his eyes "Oh, I'm sorry… Lost in thought" He chuckled, and then as he saw her his smile disappeared.

Her skin was rubbery, her proportions inhumanly exaggerated, skimpy clothes… and of course, a bar code over her left tit "My master is waiting at home. Like, I need to buy these" She said, placing her bag of buys in front of him.

He slowly nodded, his skin palid. And simply did his job, scanning the objects, and offering a card scanner. The bot shifted to it and extended her hand to it, placing her palm on it as it scanned it. He blinked slowly, letting out a "huh", and then handed her the bags for her to package them herself… but she just stares at them.

"I am not programmed to bag objects. Files not found"

He stares down at her, looking back down to see it was barely 3 things she was buying… or rather her owner was buying. He carelessly placed them inside a bag and gave it to her. Grabbing it and leaving, whirring and shifting her hips side to side.

From the TV hung above his desk, he heard the name of babetec faintly, quickly looking at it with distaste.

"...News about the company's newly opened android warehouse on 8th have surfaced, this being a new world record of storage facilities for an android company. The success on sales of their newer companion lines, and worker lines have been a boom in the economy and day to day life"

"8th street" he thought… a couple miles from where he was right now. Their crowning jewel… Their great success, the one of the bastards that took her away from him. He pressed his frow and breathed out loudly. He will have his payback.

==Chapter 7 "BabeGate"==

The clock hanging on the lower levels of the building ticked away, echoing lightly on the damped greish innards of the parking lot. As David rushly parked inside and got out of the car, Vannie, holding the paperwork from the meeting they just got out from, struggled to keep pace with his steady walk.

"David, David! Wait-" Vannie urged him, following as she messily tried holding the document papers on her arms "I think I need more info first on what we're gonna do, I have a protocol for plan making that you might-" In that, as she tried organizing the papers, they all slipped from her hands and feel onto the ground as she just looked in horror at the mess. Her jaw fell, and she simply looked up at him as he heard the crash. "I-It was a pressure c-calculation error! I just…"

David turned and saw the documents sighing as he got in one knee and began picking them up "Just be careful next time. We are already way too deep into one issue to worry about another one"

Vannie followed, unsure as to why he would do her job for her. Getting into one knee she began picking up the scattered papers flung by the impact and carefully trying to unbend the ones bended "...The deluxe model, why is it so important that it isn't hacked or stolen? It was expected to fail her mission anyways" She argues, now having an excuse to finally talk about it.

David stopped, handing the paper he got to Vannie as she continued with her side "Are you able to keep a secret?"

Vannie stops what she's doing and perks up to David, surprised to the fact he is even considering opening up to her at all "A secret? I have a protocol for secrets too! Should I store it as a work secret or a friend secret?"

David squinted, perhaps having her store his secret to her unit kinda defeated the whole point of it being a secret, as It could be accessed remotely either way "...I guess friend secret?" Vannie seemed to nod rapidly, continuing to organize the documents as she attentively listened. He did so as well adjusting his throat with a fist on his lips "So, the deluxe model contains a backway entrance to the company's complete database of designs, schematics and corporate information. If she just so happens to get hacked by a competitor we are as good as fucked as a corporation. As well as… Prototype units lack proper AI commercial restrictions" He took the stack of paper, already unbent and organized, tapping it all together and he got back up and continued moving "Now we need a way to know where she is exactly before it causes us more problems"

Vannie hurried up as he stood up, sloppily catching up behind him as they moved into the lift area, the door closing as they were inside.

The android looked at her partner from her side trying to catch a glimpse of his face to make an assessment of how he was feeling, some backlogged programming to approach her next attempt at making conversation

"So…" he peeked from where she stood

David side glanced her and rolled his eyes

She unnecessarily adjusts throat, with the same movement as he did "Do we get to go on another job together?"

"I can't get rid of you now, so I guess you have to come" He said defeatedly “The fact you're a walking computer also helps with storing data on the fly" he turned to look at her "You're basically a super expensive notepad"

Then the lift doors open with a ding, the company's AI announcing "R&D division". David walked off, as Vannie was still stunned by his statement…

"So I'm useful?!"

-

Rows and rows of conveyor belts, metallic sounds and beeping around the almost giant silo-like structure, the pair walked along the wider area in between the two rows of the production line of naked busty girls hung on by mechanical arms. The smell of hot plastic and rubber filled the air as at this point the amusement for David the first time that he came here would've looked like a parody of himself. While Vannie on the other hand, walked sideways and smiled widely as she took in the scenery, as some automatic workers waved and smiled at them.

They finally made it to the end of the hall, a small office elevated with a staircase and a garden currently being watered by a grown looking woman with a ponytail in nothing but a green apron, tugging closely to her bust in a way that still showed enough out to the world. This of course and surprise to no one, is an android. The pair tried to ignore her, making their way to the stairs instead- getting interrupted as the bot stood in their way.

"Ara ara~ what do we have here~?" the droid says, her voice muffled as if from an old recording from something "Are you here to visit my master perchance?"

David grinds his teeth "Yes."

Vannie turns to david and tries coping him "H-huh huh!" attempting to sound annoyed

The droid once again smiles sweetly, humming at tone as she bends slightly over, her bust wobbling in unnatural ways "Only people of culture are allowed to meet him!"

At this point it was becoming increasingly apparent to David that things weren't going to go as smooth as he wished and particularly just how null of intelligence the droid in front of him was "I'm sorry, we have some important business to talk with-"

"...Hunter! the R&D director!" Vannie steps in, raising her hand and talks over David.

David looks over at Vannie and mutters "what is up with you today…?" and then continues "Yes, Hunter. Regarding one of the androids he worked on?"

The droid doesn't even pretend to breathe, staying in the same position and pose she was in as she last spoke "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you mean The Alpha?" She said, not a tint of irony in her synthesized pre-recorded voice "I'm sorry, but only people of culture can talk with him!"

Vannie softly intervenes "What is a person of culture…exactly?" she seems confused

"Ara Ara~" she repeats her now catchphrase, winking and looking over at her robotic brethren "An individual of better preference of course!" she answers, as if that made things any more obvious "I must ask you per my programming…"

She brought her hands up and to each side "Boobs or Ass?"

David's face melts into an expression of defeat. A combination of sadness, disgust and regret filled him up inside making him ponder over the decisions he took that led him to work for his company, besides the payment, of course.

"...I'm not into women" he shyly replies, his voice cracking

"I like boobies!" Vannie gleefully perks

The droid gleefully claps, smiling wide as she shifts in place congratulating Vannie "Oh wonderful~ You are a person of culture!" Then she slowly turns to David, the servos in her neck whirring as he can see the camera lenses shift in place, maintaining the same pose as she was, yet more- threatening "Boobs or Ass?"

"...I'm not gonna answer that question, can I go do my job now?"

"Boob or Ass?" she goes again

"..."

Vannie looks worried at David, looking back and forth, not fully understanding as to why would David not just answer a simple question.

From the upper level of the stairs a young twenty-something kid wearing glasses in a light blue smoking and an unmade tie around his neck yells out as he holds on to the railing "JUST SAY IT ALREADY"

His lips open up as he lets out a weak "...boobs"

The droid finally claps congratulations his way, closing her eyes cheerfully as David looks down in defeat and anger, Vannie joining in in the uproar as the busty droid steps out of the way letting the duo make their way up the stairs, meeting Hunter at the end, clapping with a look of smug in his face.

"Glad to be around intelligent people for once! You guys met Sakura? isn't she the hottest piece of tech you've seen?" He spoke, his high and nasal voice echoing below the metal ceiling. He looks at Vannie "Of course, after you, m'lady!"

The assistant droid covered her mouth with the palm of her hand as her cheeks turned red. David took out the set of documents and presented them to the director "We got some important questions regarding a prototype you designed?"

He took a look at the documents, adjusting his glasses and looking up at the man in front of him, taking the hint and walking towards the lab door. "Personal pleasure prototype or industry project prototype? I lose track now and then." He said with unfound hubris. The automatic glass door opened by itself, sliding to the side to reveal the insides of a messy lab, filled with posters of adult content as well as the sound of faint east pop music. At the far end corner of the room, some sort of disassembled android girl project, missing arms, legs and the back of its head. Some signs of purple makeup on her lips and visible eyelash could be seen on her palid vampiric skin.

"Oh! is that another prototype?" Vannie curiously asked, rushing to take a closer look

Hunter kept his hands on his elegant pristine pockets, side glancing at the droid peeking in his lab "Yup. Some "make your own droid" model HQ said would sell well. They want us to make it so you can buy different personality drives separately and install them by payment. It makes things simple to develop an AI that is by design incomplete, but because it's so simple it makes things difficult to make her interesting by default" The man placed his hands on his sides proudly, shaking his head with a smirk.

David adjusted his throat audibly "The deluxe model? yeah, uhm, it possibly got stolen and we want to know exactly where it is located currently. So you know, I can do my job." His tone was passive aggressive, eyeing him up and down as he showed off the system logs last uploaded that same morning.

The director bit his nail as he leaned in closer to read the log, squinting. "Have you seen if the files are corrupted?"

"Not corrupted!" The droid perked in while she toyed with the prototype "Just an alert of possible tampering with the system"

He licked his tongue, raising his shoulders dismissively "Then you shouldn't worry, it's probably some faulty-engineering that caused the crash…"

"We still need the location… we gotta disconnect her from the database" David responded moving over to a wide glass desk in front of an expensive LED lit computer.

Hunter licked his tongue again, walking over to the computer and closing some tabs as he accessed the company's registry of units "Okay whatever… Just tell my uncle to add this as a bonus"

The duo looked at each other as he just implied the CEO is a family member of him, explaining his age "Sure. This should remain a secret mind you… if this goes out to the public we are facing a bunch of rival companies trying to get their hands on our little expensive publicity stunt. "

He clicked away, writing out some code to better find the specific unit, until it was boiled down to one, proudly moving out of the way as he showed the two of them "Here, if I do click here right now it should show you a specific location of the unit" he allowed his hand to drop on the mouse's button opening to reveal… nothing. A white screen with red letters reading "Access denied". He double checked again, getting out and clicking again to get the same response. He checked his connection, perfectly stable.

"...What?" he muttered to himself, now seriously getting confused as he closed in on the screen.

"What? Did they access the entire mainframe now?? do they have access to the other unit's data?" David rushed to inspect the screen as well, Vannie imitating him.

"...No, the restriction came from above. They don't have access to the mainframe. But someone above doesn't want us to know where the deluxe unit is"

"Or some-thing!" Vannie raised a finger and looked at both of them with a smile, getting a dismissive look in response "sorry;;"

Hunter groaned, holding his head as he tried to think of a solution. His head shifted left, to his cellphone, quickly taking it and dialing the number of his uncle. He stood up and shifted in place, playing with his nails as he became more nervous… no response "Now he doesn't want to answer!"

David sighed "This was a waste of time. Vannie, set a course to the unit's designated university. We're gonna look for her manually"

"Got it!"

He began walking with heavy feet, angrier than before. Hunter followed behind trying to stop them "W-wait! We should stay in contact! I'll update you if I find something, yes?! I don't wanna be seen as a nepo-baby, this is a cool sounding adventure!"

He didn't even turn to talk to him "Just don't waste more of our time!"

Vannie tries keeping up as she turns around to face Hunter "Uh- I'm sending a message request, hm, sir!" then went back around to keep up with her partner.

They are then both interrupted at the end of the staircase again by the busty droid- holding the watering pot in her delicate hands "Excuse me, Would you like to touch my bust before you go~ Ara ara!" She says, her voice almost trying to sound like an orgasm.

In his hurry and anger, David grabs the watering pot off from her hands and sticks the watering edge in between the droid's fake bust, pouring her with water as she immediately reacts by bursting a spark right then and there, the pre-recorded quotes melting with one another as she slows down in movement… the pampered apron became see through as she bends forwards and out of power. He leaves the pot there and continues walking

"Hey! not cool man! I'm gonna have to fix her out of my pocket" yelled Hunter as she rushed to assist his doll

David yelled "BILL ME!"

-

Louie layed messily in his bed, his pillow thrown on his face as he began to groan tiredly… The light came in from his dorm room, there was no wake up alarm, he seemed to have forgotten to add it again. Yet, his phone began to vibrate, moving along the floor, making enough of a noise to wake Louie up once and for all. He perked up from the bed, yelling shortly due to the scare, his eyes darted down under his bed, the phone still ringing and vibrating. He sighed, a hand on his chest as he seemed to have caused himself a scare. He went to pick it up, the up left corner of the screen being now broken due to it crashing on the floor.

“Aw man…” He lamented to himself. Opening the phone a long list of missed calls would be seen, all of them coming from both Chris and Jim, having only a few intervals of time between each of them. He saw the time… two hours late to class “ AW SHIT”

Then, as if on queue, his phone rang once more, this time from Chris. He quickly picked it up, holding the phone close to his ear “H-hello??”

Chris yells through the phone “Louie?! Where the hell are you?! Is Mary with you?” She asked, right outside the classroom door, people pouring out as the class was over “You missed the entire first lecture! If you miss class more than 3 times we’ll fail the goddamn thesis”

“I know! I know! I’m awake- I don’t know what happened last night, I must’ve overslept but Mary is here with-” He sharply turns, staying silent as he is unable to find Mary. He blinks, looking under his sheets, under his bed… nothing “Uhh, Mary is not with me”

“What?!” She yells his way, making him separate the phone from his ear “Whuh- what do you mean Mary is not with you? It was your only job, we literally left her with you BECAUSE you’d stay with her all the time.”

“I don't know! She was with me all night. As soon as I fell asleep she must’ve left…” he laments, not getting out of bed and rushing with his phone in hand to get ready “She’s gotta be close… she cannot go outside of the campus zone”

“Goddamn it Lou- We’ll look around. But if she left in the middle of night it means she connected to her charging area, and therefore connected with the mainframe, god knows if BabeTec will be on our ass about tampering with one of their units.” She looks over to Jim, crossing his arms against one of the lockers, lost in thought. As he sees her motion to him, he moves towards her “Jim is with me, we have around an hour before next class begins… we’ll look around one half of the campus and you’ll look around the other. Got it?”

“Divide and conquer, fine by me” He says, shoving his foot on one of his shoes as he struggles to place a shirt on himself at the same time “I’ll call if I see something”

“Alright. Don’t fuck this up Lou!” And with that, the beep of the phone signaling that she hung up. Lou looked at his phone with worry, at that moment he wanted to tear his own skin off out of shame… yet he was still unsure as to why would Mary even go out without him telling her to, he placed his phone in his pocket and rushed out

“For fucks sake Mary- where the hell are you now?

-

The flushing of a toilet could be heard coming from within the male’s bathroom, located in between a now busy hall of the literature sciences department, from the door, a spaced out guy came out breathing heavily, holding his own weight with both hands on the door frame as he came out eyes opened up like plates. He turn behind himself, shaking his head slowly

“Lady- I have no idea who you are, but that ass ain’t human”

As he finally left, breathing out with a smile, Mary peaked out of the bathroom, her never ending smile on her face as she softly waved at the guy she just finished having sex with “Hope you like, enjoyed~ Hope I see you again Max!~” The droid said, just before crossing out his profile as a completed target inside of her system. She blinked twice, her expression relaxing as she looked into the crowd of walking students.

>>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Target list updated. Identifying possible targets.
>Face ID function online.

Mary’s programming had defaulted back to its original programming, having none of her new administrators to place such an order on hold, her system simply continued the mission as instructed. Her body had been recently adapted to the likes of her latest success, automatically defaulting back with a mechanical hiss as she smilingly sways her body towards the crowd

From her vision, each and every face of the passing by students, both male and female were looked into and compared from each other, utilizing the provided data by the university of every student’s data and face, as a selected option for her next possible partner began to narrow down, taking into consideration their chance of being seduced to begin with, interest in her unit’s appearance and currently operative personality module and most of all, possibility of becoming a client for BabeTec. As the scan was narrowed one by one, targets discarded due to low chance of success or lack of sufficient data for a proper assessment, it finally selected her next target, a tall guy wearing a black hoodie and long black hair and baggy tired eyes.

>>Target Identified: Jason Virgil.
>İnterests: Porn. Blondes. Bimbos. Big Breasts.
>Seduction Subprotocols engaged.

As she was about to give a step towards her target, she suddenly crashes into another girl- The impact makes the machine would turn immediately, yet she fails to be affected by the impact… In turn, the other girl would crash and smash her drink into herself… spilling all over herself as she stumbles to the floor, causing a commotion around them. Mary would look down at the girl not reacting immediately as she still analyzes the situation for a total of 2.35 seconds, finally kneeling to help her

“Ah! What the hell- Look where you’re going!” The girl said disgustedly, looking down at her white dress, completely stained with the brownish color of the drink she had in her plastic cup, now spilled all over the floor as well “What?! You ruined my fucking dress you dumb bimbo!”

“I’m like- Totally sorry sister” Mary attempts to apologize, her target being placed on hold so she may lower attention to herself and her mission “May I help you up-”

Out of the blue, a shorter girl wearing a purple and black get up would rush to the first girl, giving her napkins and paper towels as she worriedly utters “Yenny! Oh gosh- What the hell happened??” She says, almost yelling, causing Mary’s eternal smile to falter in place as more eyes are brought upon herself than before. If she was able to sweat, she would be doing so right now.

“I was just walking and this- Bitch! just walked on my way!” Yenny stretches out her arm with a frown, now actively yelling angrily

Mary intervenes “There is like, no need to insult!” She says with a smile “It was an accident. Like, let me help you! I’ll give you one of my outfits so you can change!”

The second girl looks at her with resentment “Uhm! Sure! You’ll still gotta pay her drink back too!”

Yenny looked at Mary with a stern look, half a minute of silence between the three was felt as Mary just smiled at them with a hint of synthetic embarrassment filling her plastic perfect features from up to down

>>BabeTec Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Searching in memory banks “Funds”
>Searching…
>Administrator: Louie has funds.

Mary raised a finger, fluttering her eyelashes as she said “Of course! It’s the right thing to do!”

The shorter girl finally helps Yenny get up, their eyes never separating from Mary’s as an expression of surprise fills their entire faces...Alright, I was expecting you to be more confrontive at least” Yenny said, confused. “I’m Yenny, this is my friend Enna.” She said pointing to herself and the shorter girl, who looked at her friend for guidance as to how to react

She did not actually have to know their names, as a simple face ID was enough for her to know who they were and what they were studying along with more information… Mary stood up to their level, gracefully and maintaining her sensuality doing a small bow as she presented herself “I’m Mary Reina, I’m an exchange student. I’m new on the campus!” She gives them a beaming smile “It’s actually my second day here!”

“Oh” Enna responds

“Ah, fresh meat” Says Yenny with a chuckle, pushing the dust off her knee level black skirt “Well Mary… Thanks for offering your shirt. Let’s go get it then, I guess”

Mary nods “Understood. Follow me!” walking up in direction to the gym area, where her charger station is located alongside her change of clothes. She walks faster than them, leading the way

-

Meanwhile, in the engineering faculty Chris and Jim desperately looked among the crowd and even asked the passing by students if they had seen Mary, but to no avail. Chris sighed and pressed her eyes shut going up to Jim “This is useless, if she left Louie’s room at night it can only mean she connected to the server to upload data! At this point they must’ve sent like- 5 agents to sue our asses out of existence” she crossed her arms, worried.

Jim placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her “Hey, we don’t know that yet” he patted her looking around just in case he caught Mary passing by “Besides, if that was the case they would’ve come for us in the morning… something else must be going on”

She frowned deeper “I’m such an idiot. I shouldn’t have trusted Mary to Lou” her expression turns to anger “After how much he kept talking about wanting a robot, you’d think he’d take better care of it.”

“I know you two have your issues. But in the end, you’re his friend.” He caressed his forehead, bringing his hands to his hips “He actually owes you a big one for reprogramming her to begin with”

With those words hitting her ear, an idea sparked in her head. She adjusted her glasses and quickly took out her computer from her side bag, sitting on the floor against the wall.

“What is it?” Jim perked in

“I was looking up her code last night. The backdoor connection I found, remember?”

Jim nodded

“If whatever that thing was tracking her without connection, we can do so as well… I just gotta-” She began looking up and down the long string of code, displaying everything about Mary’s model… until It simply deleted itself off her screen “...What?”

Jim looked at the screen and then at her “Wh-what the hell was that?”

Chris frantically began trying to look for the data, it appeared as if she herself deleted the data “I don’t know?? What the-” she forcefully closed the laptop and got back up, leaving Jim on the floor

“Where are you going??”

“We’re losing time! Just- just go look around that way, i’ll look this way” she responded before just running off in the opposite direction.

Jim sighs, shaking his head as he ultimately does as told “...I have a terrible feeling about all of this”

-

“Here we like, go~!” Mary said, taking a white button up blouse similar to the one she was wearing at the moment and handed it to Yenny who sat on the banks in between the lockers.

“Gee… Thanks Mary” She said, holding the blouse, placing it next to her. She began unbuttoning her damped shirt, feeling comfortable enough to undress among the other girls “Hey, no offense. But why do you always say ‘like’ every other sentence?”

Enna chirps in, leaning against the lockers with her arms crossed “Yeah? It totally makes you sound like a bimbo”

Mary raised an eyebrow, standing idly and confused “But… I am a bimbo”

The two girls look at eachother, exploding in laughter as Mary seemingly insults herself in front of them. The machine just looks at them, recording the interaction.

“Look… You wanna look less smart to peak the interest of a boy? Want a boyfriend? I get that. But don’t downplay yourself girl! Smart is the new hot anyways~” Yenna says, finishing taking of her blouse, leaving herself in just a simple bra

“Yes! absolutely. Besides, why would you wanna be with a guy that likes you cuz’ you’re dumb? Probably some sexbot obsessed loser” She said, playing around on her phone.

Their words seemed to have struct a part of her system, her HUD would update as the conversation went on.

>Error. Discrepancy found.
>Correcting.

“...I have a boyfriend” Mary remains silent for a second, moving to sit down between the two girls as her look seems to be lost into nothingness, staring away “I, li-” She stops herself from saying that word again around them “I… don’t think he likes me because I’m dumb”.

Yenny looked curiously at her new friend as she placed the blouse on herself, letting out a small sigh “Then… if it’s not that, why does he like you?”

“Data unavailable.”

“...What?”

-

Louie ran inside the building, making it into the automatic sliding doors of one of the many entrances as he took rest by panting out next to the wall “Ah, shit… how am I supposed to find her around here??” He said in between pants and groans. He took off some sweat off his frow and began discreetly walking among the other students communing along the halls.

He begins to get antsy, every second that passed without knowing where Mary was was yet another second in which they could locate where she was… and take her away. Maybe he was humanizing her a lot, but to him, all the time and talks he was able to have with her would’ve been completely for nothing as a reset would be more than expected… Or maybe, he just didn't want to lose his robot.

He snapped out of that thought, he needed to look for her in a smart way… somewhere she would be. Without Jim, Chris or himself she would probably default back to her original programming, having sex with other students meant she needed somewhere isolated… Somewhere where not a lot of people go.

“The locker rooms- Of course” He mumbled under his breath, doing a full turn back towards there. In between his desperation and rush, he accidentally bumps into a tall dark haired woman, the impact causing him to stop.

Louie raised his head up, nervously begging her pardon “Ah! oh my gosh I’m so sorry- I wasn’t looking where I was going, I’m in a HUGE rush right now and-”

“Louie Ricci. Correct?”

As the sound of her voice hits his ears he falls quiet, her tone being one of blissful tranquility and refined tuning. His eyes cross with her’s, intensely red, staring back at him. Her skin was unnaturally pale, any sort of warmth you’d expect from looking at another person was simply put, not there. Her long straight dark hair fell almost to the end of her back, enriching her curves and completing her general dark outfit consisting of a white blouse under a suit, skirt and long thigh highs… Louie’s step faltered, something about that girl was not right, besides… how did she know his name?. In one of the steps he took backwards, his eyes centered in her red almost glowing eyes, he stumbled forwards. About to fall, the tall girl held him up with one hand.

“Ah. Be careful.” She said bluntly “There’s a reason why it is ill advised to run in the halls, correct?”

He slowly nodded,”...right” adjusting his throat as he went around her and towards the locker rooms. As he continued to follow her glance, she did not stop staring him down for a second, standing in the same place she was on as her null expression threw daggers at him. Trying to shake off the bad feeling it smeared on him, he attempted to concentrate again on Mary, turning back forwards and quickly walking off out of her view… or so he wished.

He made it to the locker rooms, almost slamming the door open, coming face to face with Mary and two other girls.

“...Did you just say “data unavailable”...? WOAH, HEY WHAT THE FUCK?!” Enna yells out as he sees Louie. Mary perks up, her face litting up as she sees Lou, smiling wide

>Face ID match found
>Administrator (Boyfriend) Louie Ricci identified
>Pausing Main Objectives.
>Engaging subroutines

Mary jumps out of her seat and jumps-hugs Louie, throwing him slightly out of balance “Babeeeeeeeeeee” she celebrates in a high pitch tone. Lou’s face turns to a red mist, a rush of relief going through him, as well as another rush of something in his pelvis as Mary purposefully presses her bust onto him.

“YOU’RE DATING LOUIE RICCI????” Yenni and Enna yell at the same time

“Oh thank god you are here… You had Jim, Chris and me all worried” he placed his hands on her shoulders, making space between them “You disappeared yesterday- we had no way to find you”

“YOU’RE IN A POLYCUBE????” Yenny yells, yet Enna turns to her

“No no no, Jim is asexual… You’re taking this too far gurl”

Mary waved her hair, wrapping her arms around his neck as she smiled “I’m sorry hun, I was busy with something!” she giggles “And welp! You found me now! What would you like to do now? Watch movies? Chit-chat?”

Louie frowns, tilting his head. He felt like he couldn’t really establish a proper conversation with her, at least she was still responding to the initial reprogramming of before. In that moment he was able to discern the other two girls simply staring at the two of them, still hugging. He recognized them, although it took some time for the neurons to collide, he was sure of it. He went to school with them similarly to how he did with Jim and Chris- yet he only held bad memories of them teasing him and making fun of him.

“...Wait- Yenny?? ENNA!?” He separated from Mary, focusing on them “You two are here too??”

“Uhhh, yeah, jackass. We aren’t some holograms?? also THIS IS THE LOCKER ROOM YOU FUCKING CREEP, GET OUT!” Yenny yells out, pointing towards the still open door while covering her body from the still unbuttoned shirt.

Lou blinked, realizing where he actually was “You actually have a pretty good point there! Let’s go Mary” He said without much else, holding Mary’s hand to exit… yet she didn’t move.

The girl shaped machine innocently held his arm in place “Wait!” she stopped him “I was talking with my friends here. They are totes like those characters from Mamma Mia to me! They asked me your reason for liking me. Since we are dating, and like, all that… I couldn’t find an answer! Could you please answer this query?”

Lou was caught off guard, her question seemed to have come out of complete left field. He looked away and tried coming up with an answer “Uhhhh, well- You know! You’re… cute! and… nice to me!” He stumbled through his words, his mind not really coming up with a single discernible aspect of her that didn’t involve her being a robot- specially one he was able to say out loud “You’re- Quite creative and… funny, remember when you did that phone prank?”

Enna and Yenny stare in awe as this complete idiot seemingly courted with this girl yet is unable to say a single real positive thing about his girlfriend. Mary just stood there, her smile becoming smaller as he blinked rapidly. He believed he had it all figured out with his attempt at a relationship with Mary… yet he clearly didn´t. Lou, feeling the pressure, simply holds her hand again and tries going out again.

“We can talk about this later- we gotta find Jim and Chris before she ends up exploding an artery-”

He once again seems to stumble into someone, that same feeling from before. He stepped back, his head turned up- nervously, sweat of his forehead from the previous embarrassing situation running down to his cheeks. It was that same woman, the darker lighting of the locker room making her wide open red eyes glow harder than before. She glances down at Louie, then, at the two girls behind them, who were in the mists of getting themselves out of the situation and then, finally… at Mary.
“BabeTec Deluxe Unit prototype located.” She stated to no one, that same calm and pristine tone, her eyes focused on Mary, who looked back with a curious tilted head. She was a machine, it became clearly obvious to Lou at that moment, a shiver shaking him to his core. This had to be BabeTec, sending a retrieval unit for a corrupted one- He heard of them doing this in some forums… yet never expected to see it in person.

The tall machine would effortlessly push Lou out of the way with a simple hand movement, being flown back by her force and hitting his shoulder with the wall, falling on the floor. Her other hand holding Mary´s outreached arm as Louie lost his grip on hers. Her HUD would update.

>Android Target located.
>Threat to mission: Minimal
>Disregarding infiltration protocols.

Mary looked down at her held arm, then at Louie pushed violently out of the way “Uhm! I don’t think what you are doing is really nice!”

“Irrelevant.” The robot responds, moving Mary against the locker row, the hollow metallic sound of the lockers being hit against makes Enna and Yenny jump

“What the hell is your problem bitch?!” Yenny scolds, coming up to her and pushing her to let Mary go, not moving but an inch. Enna joins in, instead, recording the situation with her phone. “Yeah! Look at this bully! What did she ever do to you to begin with you uptight whore?!”

Lou scoffs, holding his wounded shoulder, still not seeing what’s going on “Rich of you to say that…”.

As he steps up and sees Mary against the lockers, he shook, focusing on her struggling expression. The other machine was attempting to pry open her head, somehow, her fingers crawling against her skull in a weird pattern. He looks around the room, the row of locker seats he fell next to being broken down so the segmented seat parts were completely separated, being what was basically a long metal rod. He took it into his hands and, quickly and without thinking, swung it behind the android’s head, both Enna y Yenny yelled loudly… He tried to cause that same flaw that originally caused Mary to crash before, the impact was enough for her to let go of Mary, who fell onto her knees and was quickly picked up by Lou. The bot stood on her feet a couple seconds after the impact, yet ultimately stumbled and fell face first to the floor alongside the metal rod.

“Lou- what was that??” Enna yelps

“That’s not human! Just trust me for once and let's get out of here??” he points to the door once more, looking to Mary he guides her out of the room “Are you okay?? Everything in order?

Mary held her head, shook it and turned to Lou “I’m perfectly functional- No errors detected. Like, who is she?”
He shook his head “I-I don’t know… Seems to be a robot but…” He breathed out, the rush of adrenaline dissipating. He remembered what he had just done and covered his mouth “Oh my god that shit was BADASS I actually just SWUNG that shit to the bot?? Dude you saw?”

Mary blinks rapidly, a small smile on her face as she sees him “Negative, I was facing the other way while I was against the lockers, boyfriend.”

“..ah yeah, sorry”

They both hear rumbling behind them, looking for the cause, they see the body of the robot stand up from the floor, hold its own head up and accommodate her neck in a perfect and efficient manner, her eyes darted downwards, to the metal rod previously used to slam the back of her CPU. She knelt down, carefully and delicately, and held it, her eyes moving towards Lou and Mary.

>Reboot Sequence successful.
>Threat to mission: Increased.
>Unit not allowed to terminate humans. Appeasing threats non-lethally.

Lou and Mary stared in shock, a cold sweat coming from him as he saw how the android raised her arm and prepared to launch the metal rod like a javelin towards them. He took Mary’s hand, and quickly rushed off in the hall. The sound of the metal rod crashing against the wall behind them caused a commotion among the other students, who began to panic.

“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!”

-

The car parked in front of the campus entrance with the chirp of the wheels’ breaks hitting off. David sat back behind the driver’s seat, looking from his window at the building as he took out the keys to turn off the car. Vannie looked out the window as well, awe-strucked at the simpler things.

“David, sir. Did you study in a place like this?? With other humans?!” She questioned, as she saw some students walk off the grounds and come in, others taking a cigar outside the gates.

David breathed out “Yeah actually. It sucks. The stress, the exams…” He turned to his partner, a serious glare on his face “We gotta be quick about this. Could get ugly, you got my back right?”

“Of course! You’re my second top priority!” She nodded, gesturing with her fists.

David shook his head “We gotta do something about that whole second top priority…”

They both proceeded to exit the car, walking to the entrance as the feeling of the place seemed way too calm. Out of the blue, one of the students runs in the middle of the entrance and towards the other students announces

“Some crazy bastard just swung at a robot in the lockers!!!”

Catching the attention of the group, they all began to talk among each other, curiously glancing at the innards of the institute as they stood up and rushed inside. David, seeing this, thought the worst… with a simple look at Vannie, he signaled her to get in and find out the origin of the commotion.

-

Chris and Jim kept on looking around, tirelessly around every single hall and corner of the university, without success… Chris held her head up “This is pointless- They probably already took her! We lost our chance with the Thesis”

Jim groans, shaking his head as he crosses his arms, resting next to his friend “Hey, give it time. What do you know? Maybe Lou will find her first?”

She rolls her eyes, eyeing Jim with distaint “Lou?? He got us into this mess! I swear to god when I see that little-”

“JIM!!! CHRIS!!! RUNNN!” Lou yelled out, coming over the end of the hall, Mary barely keeping up as she ran, simply following him.

“Hiiiii” Mary waved as she ran.

The duo couldn’t believe it, everything was suddenly in order- yet him running was clearly not a good sign. Chris sneered at him, but as she was about to utter the first row of insults boiling in her mind since the morning, she saw the rapidly approaching figure of the other robot, hunting them down

“What the fuck is that??” She uttered, while she and Jim joined in with Mary and Lou in their running.

“ITS AN ANDROID OKAY?! SHE’S LOOKING FOR MARY”

“She's very mean.”

Jim looked back, the android crashing into the wall due to its speed as they curved a hall, buying them some time, as much as it is terrifying. He quickly thought of something, pointing towards the computer room and locking the door behind them. The barely lit room, solely for the cabling and humble dark light of the screens was all they had to see. They all pant, at the same time trying to keep their voice down.

“...We got some time.” Jim says, looking around the dark room with some difficulty.

Chris hugs Mary, almost sobbing as she feels her sense of security come back to her.

“Oh my god;; I was so worried… I’m glad you are still with us Mary…” She consoled against her shoulder, holding her quite strongly.

She pats her back in response “No worries! Like, I’m totally functional”

The two guys just looked at this with a raised eyebrow, yet Jim seemed busier with something else, quietly moving away. Lou pays no attention to this, as he goes to Chris with some nervousness. Chris simply stares him down.

“You-” She stops herself, shaking her head “What the hell happened? How could you have lost sight of Mary? You put all of us, you put ME at risk”

Lou laments, nodding along “I know… It’s not my fault, she just walked out in the middle of the night. This thesis is important to me too, not trying to sabotage it”

As he explains, Mary walks next to him and nods alongside him “An unknown program reset my parameters back to default, ordering me to return to my recharge station.” She finally explains, arching her back, intricately making so her bust would be shown more… at the end of the day she was still just a sexbot “I apologize if I caused distress to you. I’m ready to serve whichever way I am capable of”

“...Unknown program…? I thought I took those out, what are you talking about?”

“Not in my code. One sent wirelessly” She blinked, placing a hand on her chest “There remains a foreign connection to my system”

She raised an eyebrow at this… Lou did so as well, not hearing of anything of the sort in any other android they knew of. They would’ve questioned her further if it wasn’t for the thud coming from one of the doors of the computer room. She had found them, they all quickly began to panic.

“It’s that thing again! now what?? we’re cornered!” Lou yelled out, hiding under one of the tables. Chris and Mary did the same, attempting to find any sort of hiding place.

They saw a blue flash coming from the server panel of the room, following it, they’d find Jim effectively connecting a bunch of high fiber cables together into one load, and turning on and off the power grid of the server… testing the voltage.

“Jim- what the HELL are you doing?? Get out of there and hide!” Chris ordered, followed by another thud, the lock of the door, shaking and breaking more.

With one strong pull, he extended the organized cables out of the panel and held them close, his eyes darted to Chris and Lou and gestured with his hand for Chris to stay there, which pointed to Lou to get to the server grid.

“When I tell you, pull that lever down, the power one.” He ordered Lou, then turned to Mary “Droid, stand in the middle of the room and be VERY obvious about what you are when the other android comes in, it's an order”

The way he ordered her made Mary quickly get out of where she hid and mechanically walk quickly to the center of the room, her system efficiently calculating in the matter of milliseconds the general and absolute center of the room as every other process was dropped. Jim hid behind a table and nodded, Chris was still completely confused about the plan. Another Thud… the lock broke, flying out against the fall the other side of the room, and with the movement of the door handle, the door swung open, the light coming from the halls blocked by the slim and seductive figure of the infiltrator, her face and figure obscured except her red glowing eyes.

“Ooooo! Like! Look at meee!! I’m here!!!” Mary teased, unmoving as she teased with a smile.

Like clockwork the android rotated her head towards Mary, in the matter of less than a second. Lou, terrified, pressed himself against the wall hoping she wouldn’t be able to see them… She began to walk towards her, pushing the tables and computer out of her way as she took the path of most resistance, yet the most efficient. Her heels pressing against the carpeted floor. Jim awaited… the perfect moment, breathing heavy. She raised her arm, as if she was going to grab Mary with one hand out of there, and when she was but one step away from Mary, Jim jumped out.

“Louie, Now!”

The lever went down, the cable lit up with pure blue electricity, which slightly blinded him as he pressed the copper end in between the infiltrators breasts, electricity coursing through its body. Her eyes crossed, servos overloaded and her speech synthesizer going haywired with high and low undecipherable sounds. Noticing the electrical hazard, Mary would step back and look at her breakdown. The android would, in all of its synthetic desperation, crawl at Mary’s legs attempting to still grab her. Her HUD scrambled and blurry. Before simply shutting down… freezing in place, her dark hair messily all over the place on the floor.

As she shut down, Lou lowered the lever, breathing heavily as they all rounded around her frozen body. All turning to Jim.

“...Since when did you know how to do that?” Chris pointed with her thumb.

Swallowing and returning to his more relaxed self Jim rises his shoulders “I may or may not have looked into the voltage needed to overload an android”

Mary looks at Jim with a frown “W-why would you look that uppp??”

“No offense” He gestures Mary “Lets get out of here…”

The group tiredly gets out of the room, wasted. Yet a few steps out of the room, two tall suited figures stare them down. David and Vannie, crossing their arms and placing their hands on their hips respectively.
“Boss! I got the Deluxe unit on sight” she chirped with a smirk.

David walked up to Jim, first in the group “So- a group of kids stole a multimillion dollar prototype from the BIGGEST company of the city and hijacked our system to cover itself?”

Jim raises an eyebrow “Dude, what are you talking about. We just hacked her”

“JIM??? MAYBE??? SHUT UP???” Chris desperately shakes him as she looks on the verge of tears.

“I mean, if you assholes wanted to get your sexbot back you didn’t need to send the fucking T800 on us. I busted her back there with some 50,000 volts, so yeah” He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes.

Vannie laughs at his comment “Huh? We didn’t send any android??”

Silence filled the other side of the conversation, David’s eyes looking over the door as he caught a glimpse at the robot on the floor. His face turned to worry.

“That’s… a military grade assasin unit. No matter how much voltage you hit her with… We got about 40 seconds.”

==Chapter 8: “Termination”==

The limp body of the machine laid face down in the carpeted floor of the computer room, shut down, without power flowing… but not without being functional. Rumbling came from within her, quietly and subtly, as the surge of electricity was placed upon its system, its complex design was meant to simply cut off the power until it normalized, it was designed and prepared to withstand far greater and violent surges of electricity than whatever was thrown at her by Jim and the rest.

With an internal click, the machine rebooted, her eyelids opening up as she pushed herself off the ground into a sitting position against the room’s tables. Her red glowing eyes blinked quickly as her system assessed the sudden forced shutdown.

-Boot up Successful. No flaws detected.
-Power surge caused an automated hard-shutdown sequence. Scanning component’s status…

The robot, in her eternally unemotional stare would look down at herself and blink, her eyes looking at her burnt blouse and exposed bust, a dark burn mark atop her breasts highlighted in her HUD not before scanning her own inner components

-Powercell core status: Nominal
-Control AI module (CAI) status: Nominal
-CPU status: Nominal.
Warning: Burnt synthskin detected.
Paizuri functionality hindered.
Human infiltration capabilities hindered.

Assessing her frame’s current situation her system found no flaws for her to not continue her mission. Although, as she processed her capability of paizuri being hindered due to the burnt synthskin, she seemed to make a light frown…

She quickly stood up without problems, her tall figure imposing more with her careless expression as her turtleneck sweater now featured a burnt hole in her clavicle area, with spots of burnt off skin that gave way to dark colored shiny metal underneath. The commotion which was started by Yenny and Ena about her run in with Mary caused plenty of people to go around inside, looking to photograph her. Her eyes darted to the corridor, catching a glimpse of yellow hair passing the door of the entrance in her HUD, immediately relating it back to her designated target. Her expression turned wide eyed, speeding up as she ran behind it.

In her way stood some other students, trying to take a look at her from up close. She swiftly avoided them, or simply pushed them out of the way. By the time she crosses the door, the group, including Mary, were already inside of David’s car. Louie and her cross views, as with some chatter they start the car and begin to speed up towards the outside. The machine moves towards them, the single objective of getting her hands on Mary to retrieve her to god knows where being the only thing behind her soulless glowing red eyes.

Her speed was on match with the car’s, but she wasn’t designed to outspeed it… by the time they crossed the gates into the street she was already too far away. Understanding the futility of following it on foot, she slows down, not before scanning the car’s plate and model… Her system was fast enough to recognize it as a BabeTec employee issued car. The plate was ‘WDYC-091’, she blinked twice, no matches in her database… It was incomplete. She turns sharply back towards the school, efficiently walking as she intentionally directs herself to the crowd of people.

“YOOOO!!! THIS IS CRAZY GUYS, WE HAVE AN ACTUAL ROBOT IN CAMPUS.” A student yells at the camera of his phone as he stands giving the machine his back “ONLY IN NEW DUBAI DUDEEEE, WORLD STAR”

The robot looks over at him, stopping as she catches a glimpse of his phone.

-Internet based long range communication device located.
-Security level: LOW

“Please remain calm” She says in a stern yet soothing tone, snatching the phone out of the guy’s hands as she holds it in her hand, staring at it for a few seconds. The phone screen went dark, buzzing and screeching followed as a series of flashing colors and pixelated blocks filled the screen. She was hacking into it, reformatting the device for it to function solely as a sort of long range antenna.

“Wh-what the fuck is wrong with my phone??” The student stares in disbelief

As she finally succeeds in retooling the phone, and utilizing the car’s plate, she looks for databases relating to the car model… Her HUD displayed a 3D map of the city and its pathways as it pinpointed the location of the service car, relating it back to a public record and report of BabeTec employee vehicles, currently on its way to an unknown location.

“Thank you for your device.” She says, looking at the student, and proceeding to walk back out towards the exit of the school, swaying her hips as she calculated her next move depending on where they would stop.

“...Why am I turned on by this”

-

“DRIVEEEEEEE DRIVE FUCK, DRIVE!!!!”

Louie yells as he sees the assassin android cross eyesights with them. David turned to see behind the glass, cursing under his breath as he quickly stepped on the gas. Jim, Chris, Louie and Mary were all sitting together in the backseat, pressed together as the car was only meant for 5 people out of the 6 currently inside… Jim held onto the door’s ceiling handle as he groaned at Louie.

“Louie you got to calm the fuck down.” He snarled with annoyance, the high pitched yells hurting his ears.

Between him and Louie sat Chris holding her head and looking down at the car’s floor doomly as she held herself together by a threat

“We’re gonna die…” she mutters with broken voice, madly and nervously chocking up as her leg jumps up and down.

Vannie turns from the passenger's seat and worryingly catches her comment “No no no! We’re going to be fine! The android is not as fast as the car, right David?” She turned to see his partner.

His eyes were on the road, holding onto the steering wheel with a powerful grip as his eyes were wide open “Is she still following us.”

Mary and Louie would look behind together, catching how her figure stops running and simply lets them go.

“No… we’re good for now” Louie answers, sitting back down and letting Mary adjust herself by sitting in his lap, giving more space in the backseats. His attention shifts to Chris, who remains looking down with her hands on her face and hair. He breathed out, his heart still racing due to the sheer adrenaline of the recent events… yet he couldn't bring himself to even lay his hand on her shoulder for support.

He felt how the moment turned slow, in his mind, the feeling that they had gotten in way too deep sent shivers down his spine. He pressed his eyes closed.

“...Louie, are you okay?” Mary leans closer. He was back to reality, shifting his attention to her “Your blood pressure is like, super abnormal”

“I’ll be fine okay- I’m sorry, I just…”

“You got any water there, bot?” Jim talks over him, directed to Vannie. He had taken a closer look at Chris, who seemed to have only gotten worse.

Rumbling from the front of the car could be heard as Vannie took it to priority. Opening the glove compartment proved to bring no results, same with the sides of the seat and cup holders… until David takes notice and without taking his eyes off the road opens a compartment between the front seats and hands Jim a bottle with the company logo.

With a frown, he takes it and quickly opens it, straightening Chris up so that she can drink it properly.

“Come on Chrissy, keep yourself together.”

She tilts the bottle and takes a big gulp, breathing out, breathing slower “Thank you-” she says between gasps.

David slams the steering wheel with force, the sound of the impact echoing in the closed space “What the hell were you three thinking?! Hijacking a multimillion dollar prototype model… For what?! So you three perverts could FUCK it?! Is that it??”

“...David.” Vannie attempts to intercede, calling him out in a soft tone “The protocol is to be friendly. They’re terrified!”

Chris perks up, a raised and upset eyebrow “Maybe we wouldn’t be in this issue if LOUIE didn’t take good care of Mary!”

“Now you’re blaming me?!” Louie buds heads with her “How was I supposed to know she would just waltz out of the room as soon as I fell asleep?!”

“I don’t know Lou! Maybe! Perhaps just maybe, your job was to make sure something like that was Impossible!”

“Argh! now you two shut it!” Jim cuts in, rolling his eyes with a disappointed and stern look. “Mary said it wasn’t out of her own volition, Louie probably wouldn’t have been able to do anything against it anyway. But YOU Lou, you should be more responsible.”

“I am responsible.”

“Well, you’re doing a terrible job at showing it.”

“...” He turns his face away, not finding the strength to be upset at him

Jim, turns his attention to David now, an indifferent look on his face “And for your information, gramps, we hacked her because we needed an android for our thesis, because your fucking company can’t help itself to make super expensive sex-sleeves.”

Vannie turns sharply at him “Language! We’re your friends here!” She tries to dialogue with him, turning to David “...Right?”

He was far too concentrated on the road, moving across the empty streets towards the outskirts of the city, not having a plan at all of what to do. His frown fell, tiredly.

“We can’t just destroy an assassin droid… Its model is too sturdy. I’ll try to lose it on the way, it’ll me and Vannie enough time to take Mary back to R&D”

As his words exit his mouth Mary’s attention comes to David “What…? But like- I’m not defective, I’m in the middle of my mission still” she attempts to justify herself “I’m simply completing my orders as programmed”

“Yeah… well, you’ve been compromised it seems. Your programming was altered, stolen you could say!” Vannie fails to appease the confused android in a way that matters, instead making the rest of the group look guiltier of whatever they did to Mary “But do not worry! We’re here to return you to your makers”

“...I want to like… hm, complete my objectives”

“You can't just take her back to R&D, are you actually stupid?” Jim intercedes once more with a mocking tone “If it was able to get inside a school I doubt it’ll struggle to get inside whatever lab you’ll be taking her to”

With a sigh and a groan David raises his voice “Oh yeah?! And what do you suggest you know-it-all brat? I already have enough to deal with to have to also deal with your entitled anti-authority attitude”

Louie tries to calm the situation down “Alright! Alright! Let’s take it easy, if it was made it can be unmade. We don’t have to blow it up, Chris said once that androids cannot work without their AI chip- if we find a way to take it out we’ll be essentially shutting her off.”

“And how are you planning on doing that? Exactly” David responds, more annoyed than upset.

“We’ll- figure it out when we set base!”

Chris scoffs, mocking laughter at his comment “Figure it out? Same way you were figuring out how to do an essay without reading the book? the same way you wanted to figure out how my mechanical pencil worked by irreversibly breaking it beyond belief? Or how you were figuring out where Mary was?”

“What is up with you with me today?! I screwed up, I know, I’m trying to owe up to it!”

She holds her head, shaking her head at nothing “I’m tired Louie- Everytime I try to do something good for you, you screw it up. And then you owe up to it just to screw it up again, not learning anything… I gave you Mary so you could have exactly what you wanted, exactly who you wanted. Wasn’t that why we broke off? You wanted a robot? Then how come you treat her like this and let her go wherever?”

Louie stayed quiet, frowning. He turned for a second to glance at Mary, her usual smile not as grand as he was used to… or at least he felt like it was that way. His cheeks were red, he just didn’t want to hear this coming from her, or anyone for that matter. He tried looking for support from Jim, yet he seemed as upset as her, lost looking forwards.

“...I don’t know” he finally let out in a gloomy tone.

She crosses her arms, pushing her back against the seat. She could see the eyes of Vannie opened like plates as she peaked into their conversation from the rearview, quickly looking away as it clashed against her view, easing the mood for at least a second. As she looked out the window she was able to tell they were already out of the city, some of the greenery beginning to dissipate as they began to enter the outskirts’ industry area. Long abandoned factories and rundown warehouses going as far as the eye could see.

“What I do know is…” Louie speaks up again, a melancholic smile on his face as he calls upon Chris’ and Jim’s attention “what was made can be unmade. An assembly, disassembled. We just gotta make a good plan and I just so happen to have two very good friends knowledgeable in assemblies and planning.”

Jim smiles, rolling his eyes “You’re corny as hell”

Although not entirely convinced, Chris nods, remaining quiet. Her eyes gravitate towards Mary, unmoving she feels worry for her- beyond her usefulness to her thesis, she wondered if she was okay, if she was able to be otherwise.

On the front seats, Vannie taps on David’s shoulder, talking on a lower tone for the rest to not hear

“Are we… going to go along with this?”

He raised his shoulders “Doesn't seem like we have a choice. Lucky for them, I have something for this situation”

-

Time passed, now in the middle of nowhere. The radiant orange glow of the sunset going down behind the view of the city’s skyline was the view in front of the abandoned warehouse they managed to park next to. Jim stood near the small cliff, admiring the view to himself as the rest of the group gathered near the car. The back compartment opened, David unloaded a couple of things not even Vanny was aware of.

A small dark box, in the shape of a suitcase. He sighed, annoyed in his tired face. He slammed the compartment and placed the suitcase on top, opening it with both hands in one swift move

“Alright, since we’re left with no choice I guess I'm finally giving usage to this thing.”

Skeptical and with arms crossed Chris queries “Which is?”

He digs his hands inside the suitcase and takes out a funky-looking revolver of sorts. Geometrical and dipped in a futuristic taint of white, it seemed to have the revolving part behind the trigger, looking heavy to handle.

“Programmable bullets. Standard issue. Every bullet comes out of my salary…”

Vannie claps excitedly “An anti-android weapon! So smart of you David!”

He shook his head, adjusting his throat “Thank you, but no. If I was dealing with an android of the likes of you two…” He said, pointing back and forth between Mary and Vannie “Then it’d be a one shot. But this is a military android, it’d probably just stun her for some seconds. Enough for us to rip her chip out, as your friend said”

Louie nodded, attentively listening.

“We have 3 shots. And each bullet has to be programmed with a shutdown command.”

Jim turned at the words of this “Oh don’t worry, Chris and Louie know how to make those.”

Annoyed, David rolled his eyes “And you? are you just gonna sit there and do nothing while your friends do all the work?”

“Calm down dude, I’m an engineer. You said it’ll stun her, i’ll buy you time” He points to the abandoned warehouse “More than enough tools inside. You just do your part and I'll do mine”

“Fine whatever-” He disregards him, going back to the group “Now, I don’t want any of you two getting in the line of sight. I and I alone will be pulling the trigger” He specifies with excruciating punctuation, the idea of having to deal with one android was one he learned to work with, but two… and 3 youngsters was too much for him to bare.

Mary smiles at him, nodding her head “Understood. I will not get in the line of sight”

He sighs “You really don’t have to repeat orders given to you”

She nods again “Understood, I will not-”

“STOP-”

Vannie laughs, nudging at Mary “You’ll get used to it, he’s a nice human most of the time”

He placed the pistol back in the little suitcase and closed it, alongside the three bullets, coming over to Chris and handing it to her. She took it without much care, it was rather a lucky strike that she brought her laptop from before.

“I can’t believe I’m trusting the hacker of a multimillion dollar unit another hundred or so thousand dollar weapon- but these are desperate times”

Chris shook her head, looking over at Mary and Vannie talking away from her and David “You don’t get it don’t you?”

Her answer intrigued him, raising an eyebrow

“Their AI’s, even if ruled under some rules, allow them to develop so much. They’ll become their own person if given the time and space. They can learn” She faces him, a stern look “All you gotta do is show them where you want them to go. Who knows, you could learn a lot from them”

She walks away, leaving him confused. Vannie was a machine, he understood that much, but he never considered seeing her in any other way… Thinking further about it, he began to notice how she began copying him, the way he expressed himself, speech, even her attempts at completing his sentences. He swallowed, scratching his beard as he looked at the two androids from afar.

Chris passed by Louie “I’ll do the first lines of code. Check them with me after a bit, you know how it is” She said, pointing at him with a serious tone, and with that, going inside the warehouse.

Louie didn’t respond, only nodding with his eyes as he saw her go away. Checking up on Jim for some sort of guidance he sits next to him.

“So… Crazy day today huh?” He tries breaking the ice, an uncomfortable laugh coming out of him.

“Yeah.” He said bluntly “I guess that’s a way to call it.”

He didn't seem to want to continue the conversation. He’d usually scold him for being an idiot towards Chris and now probably Mary, yet he just kept his eyes on the horizon, all the while he sat on his but twirling his fingers in place.

Jim finally speaks up “Do you know-”

“That I screwed it up? Yes! God yes! I know it and it sucks. I didn’t know she purposefully put Mary with me out of her own good?? How was I supposed to know that? And I got all of us into this situation by letting Mary into the server- Now whatever company is looking for her is going to take away our only chance at doing this Thesis.” He breathed heavily, Jim looked at him… confused. “And it is all my fault Jim!”

He scoffs, shaking his head “What I was going to ask was if you knew what model the assassin droid was. I know you know this sorta stuff. The hardware might be sturdier in some places, I gotta take advantage of that”

“Wh- what?”

He gestures with his hands “What? You spilled that with me when it should’ve been with Chris, dude.” He begins to laugh, a tauntful, formal laugh that Louie hated hearing.

“...Whatever, I’ll tell her again…” He disregarded the awkward moment and moved on to his question “Her height and design tell me- maybe a XB1? XB2? Not much difference.” He points to his chest “Lot’s of armor on the front, not much on the back, kinda designed to waltz into the battlefield… at least that’s what it says on the forums”

For once in his lifetime Jim actually asked him something about his focus on android forums, which would

“Good, as expected then.” He responded, he brought a hand to his chin, intentionally making himself look smarter “Hmmm… Tight armor means bad ventilation… I got it.”

He stood up and simply went inside the warehouse, leaving Louie in place

“Wha- what the hell? That’s it??”

He was left alone, Jim not even bothering to turn back to face him. Louie shook his head, it seemed he truly shouldn’t avoid facing her much longer. He noticed in the distance Mary and Vannie bonding, not being able to discern their words from where he stood. He thought of bringing her with him, but he quickly shook the idea off as he marched inside, closed fists in frustration.

The place was old, in the early days of the city… before the change to cheaper electricity. You were able to tell by the large pipes from which furnaces would heat up the chemical concoction used to create the earlier models’ outerskin, while of course, expelling humes to the atmosphere. Inside, as he peeked side to side looking for Chris, he was quick to already spot Jim scavenging through dead frames of long passed their prime androids, not even featuring their outer skin.

He was used to the models being made with a more dark and slicker endoskeleton, these ones were grey instead… cheaper and of course less strong. Jim collected some parts, abandoned others, all the machinations of his mind blooming as he seemed to be smiling to himself unsupervised. Louie couldn’t help but feel good for his friend, even if the circumstances were dire.

At his left, he saw a stairway leaning to what seemed to have been once the supervisor area, overlooking the assemblies and furnaces from above in a neatly organized office, he was able to discern the shine of Chris’ computer from the ground, she was there… He breathed in and moved up to meet her.

As he raised up the stairs he could hear her voice, tired.

“...I’m sorry, I’m not going to be home today. Mom and dad are home today right?”

She took a pause, Louie, walked slowly and actively trying to avoid making noise

“Again…? But it’s Tuesday-” She stops herself, holding her nose bridge “Tommy. I’m sorry, okay? It’s an important thing, just take care of yourself one night and I'll get you something from the manga shop you like…. Yes, you can go in my room”

As he enters through the door, he slowly pushes it open, peeking inside as she was sitting behind a desk, laying her face against her arm as she held her cellphone close to her ear. She peeks up, meeting eyes with Louie, her more relaxed expression going back to a frown.

“...I’ll call you later, okay?” She hung up.

Louie smiles nervously “You doing alright Crissy?” He asked, pathetically holding his hands together “I’m sorry for ruining this- I screwed all of this so bad- and I should’ve thanked you for letting me keep Mary on purpose! It was… a very nice gesture”

She sat back against the old chair’s back, squinting at his words, before shaking her head and going back to coding, her laptop now connected to one of the three bullets

“...Back in the day factories like these were all around the city, spewing fumes and contaminating the air.” She explained, unprovoked, “When my parents moved in with me, they warned us it was a bad idea to bring such a young sicklish boy into a climate like this, we were farmers after all… rich, yeah, but farmers after all.”

Louie tilted his head, looking around to sit on the opposite side of the table, keeping quiet.

“Tommy got sick. Pulmonary Fibrosis. the chemicals and microplastics in the air permanently tore through his lungs… He was the only one to get this bad, medicine was good enough to create medicines against it happening… but not to those that it already happened to” Her eyes raised up from the screen. She had stopped typing “He never left the house after that. The air was too toxic for that. I had to be there taking care of him twenty-four-seven and all I ever got were comments comparing me to a robot. Disregarding me, ignoring me”

“I’m- Sorry, Chris” Louie said, trying to empathize. She just continued.

“This is New Dubai! I thought, the city of the future, the epicenter of AI development. But not a single time did they ever use AI for anything useful. It was fun, it was amazing tech after all… So I decided it was going to be me who did it” She rested, looking at the ceiling longingly. Her eyes water, her voice breaks and she covers her face once more “That’s why this damn thesis is so important! If I can show what AI can do I’m sure I’ll get a good job with the resources to help out those that need it!”

“And you feel it’s my fault that it won’t happen…” Louie saw sorrowly

“Well yeah!” She blurs out “But- no, at the same time” she attempts to think of the right words, looking around his mind. “I feel like you don't know the importance of this”

“Maybe I don’t” He admits, beating himself down “But I want to support you on this, if you let me… When we were together- you always talked about how you loved AI and I remember-”

“Talking about those dumb AI movies?” she completes his words, smiling “Hah Hah… yeah”

He chuckles, shared by her. The memories they shared of themselves dating in their youth flooding back in that specific moment, a testament to their friendship and mutual passion. It’s eventual end seemingly hitting them both at the same time as their mutual smiles dissipate. She sniffs her nose, drying the tears on her cheeks.

“You better apologize to Mary, alright?”

He quietly nods, knowing what she meant- even feeling the need to apologize for things Chris probably didn’t even know about.

He tries to change the subject “How is the code going?”

“Good, just trying to cap out any loophole the AI might try to abuse in the code”

He stands up and goes around the table, looking at the screen as she explained.

He puts a hand to his chin “Ah, interesting… You got all possible servers tackled, assuming we don’t need to bother with firewalls. What about the two dots here?” He says pointing at the screen

“Well, without it it’d loop back and cancel itself??” She responds, looking up at him, seeing that smarter side of Louie that she once cherished, her annoyed tone ended by an exhale of air from her nose and a grin.

BANG

The door of the little room slams open, Chris and Louie jump off the scare as they notice it was simply Jim, a box of glass bottles in his arms and a smile on his face so unusual he seemed possessed. He quickly carried the box of bottles into the table with a metallic clunk as he proudly stood with his knuckles on his hip

“I found these beers in the old storage room, this is pre-prohibition stuff!!!” He gives the box a slap “Come on, they’re even in great mint condition!”

“I have never seen you more excited for something before in my life” Chris says giving him a weird look

“Do you want to get drunk or not?”

From outside the small room the echo of David’s voice can he heard “Drunk?!”

The group peeks out of the elevated room, seeing David beside the door with his hands on his shoulders, giving them a stern look. Behind him Mary and Vannie would follow, Mary would make her way to meet with the trio while Vannie would stand with her hands at each side, glancing over David’s posture before closely matching his pose and look.

“We don’t have time for something as irresponsible as that. The assassin android might pop out of the blue any moment now” David complains, sighing at the end “Do you guys even know what type of problem you are in right now?”

The android would rise up the stairway, being helped by Louie, which she simply gave him a nod and a smile before moving past him… leaving him cold.

“Here we go again with this dude” Jim says under his breath, he peeks through “You’re not our dad! Or a teacher! Hell! We don’t really like BabeTec that much to begin with!”

He quickly turns to Mary “No offense.”

“Like, none taken!” She smiles.

Louie thinks to himself, saying out loud “...I like babetec-”

David rolls his eyes “We need to finish setting up the bullets. No distractions”

Jim scoffs “You’re one to talk! Thought BabeTec were masters at making distractions! Look at their androids!”

He simply allowed Jim to continue berating him, his stand shifting in place due to annoyance. He eventually turns to Vannie, curling his lip as he says in a lower voice “I am fine dealing with androids, but babysitting 20 year olds is beyond my area of expertise.”

Vannie smiles at him, patting him on the back “No worries David, i’ll take care of it”

Without taking an order or his response, Vannie would step up from David as he intensely watched, the words of Chris resounding in his head. She adjusted her Throat to catch their attention, as otherwise she had no need to, and with a refined tone and friendly smile attempted again.

“Well! I don’t want to boss you around! How about we leave those drinks by night time, hm? According to my calculations, regardless of form of transportation we have until morning for the assassin android to find us, meaning! We could set up everything and do a nice get-together activity with a fireplace outside!” She looks over to David “Even David will talk! And participate!”

He shook his head, crossing his arms

“How does that sound?” She closes the deal.

The group comes to face one another, whispering among each other. Louie opens up “How old does she think we are? She’s treating us like toddlers”

“Lou, we just talked about responsibility.” Chris intervenes “Maybe it’s more of a- Solution?”

“I just don’t wanna listen to them, call me petty if you want” Jim shook his head

Chris throws daggers at him with a look “Just do what she says.”

He rolls his eyes, going back to the pair as he defeatedly says “Fine. We’ll do your little charade.”

*

The group had organized the traps and tools they’d be using against the android, they were unsure if Vannie’s calculations were precise, knowing the complete unexpectedness of a machine like that… haste was to be expected in their attempts to execute their plan. Both Chris and Louie continued to work on the code for the bullets, although they were confused as to how they functioned primarily, the simple installation of the lines of code was more than enough for the three bullets… but through the coding process Louie began to have his doubts.

The assassin droid had proven to be resilient, to both physical and electrical damage… it was easy to expect it to resist weapons of this type… He decided for the time being to trust the plan David had laid down and do as he was told, but the idea didn’t stop floating in his head.

“Alright.” Jim said, getting back up from kneeling as he cleaned his hands off dust and residue “It's done… that thing is going to have a bad time for sure”

David was busy inspecting the triggers of the traps, among them, a thin line of string made out of copper cables found inside the factory, Jim crossed his arms, seeing him doubt his work.

“Any flavourful comments, babetec man?” He mocked.

He shook his head, going up to him and tapping his shoulder “Impressive work. For using scraps I mean” and with that, went deeper into the factory at the old employee longue, leaving Jim feeling a weird and nice feeling. He side glanced the string trigger and let out a simple “Huh.” of approval to himself.

Vannie had organized some of the chairs and broken down tables into a small circle, with enough space for the six of them. She sat on her knees without much difficulty, being joined by Mary, sitting next to Chris and Louie as they inspected the code… Mary was sitting in silence, her eyes lost somewhere else before shifting their focus to David as he arrived.

“Good! you came!” Vannie said with a smile.

He frowned “Of course I came, what- What did you think I was going to do?”

She laughed “Oh David you’re such a grouch sometimes, right?” She said pointing with her thumb while she tried to relate to the rest of them.

Behind David, Jim slid past him and pivoted to Chris and Louie, whose faces lit up as they saw him come in “There you are, had trouble with the traps?”

“Nah, I used to make these around my neighbourhood with less” He swallowed, sitting on a dirty office chair without a back, not before scraping it off of dirt before placing his butt on it “You two did your nerd thing?”

Chris scoffed “Programming is a nerd thing but engineering isn’t?”

Jim took a few seconds to respond, staring her down with his usual uninterested look “You know what, I’m smart enough to be silent and apologize”

As the chatter filled the room, Louie couldn’t help but draw attention to Mary. Her glowing golden hair and perfect skin generating a sort of light of its own to his eyes, sound seemed to disappear around him as he saw her in between Chris and her laptop… He felt guilty for one, and another feeling of regret came over him as he remembered that she was technically his girlfriend, or at least, that’s what he had ordered her to be.

“Hey Mar-”

The clinging of bottles startled him and the rest again, seeing it was David bringing the dusty cradle of beers in the middle of the circle. Vannie began clapping and quickly encouraged the rest to do the same.

“Alright, you guys earned it. I’m not a big fan of alcohol, but as long as you don’t go fully overboard then we’ll be fine” He said, more laid back than he has ever been before, he sat down, not before taking a bottle and opening it up with a single twist of his wrist. He looked at Vannie “So, what’s the activity, partner?”

Vannie blinked rapidly, hearing the words partner coming from him “Uhm- I- Well! Uhm…” she stumbled over her words, attempting to look as intentional as she could “Huh! Where is this partner name calling coming from, hmmm?”

He lowered his eyebrows “Vannie, you are my work partner, it’s not that big of a deal”

“Understood!” She said returning to the group, taking her hands together “Analysis of this current situation brings up the result of ‘coworker after time hours’ events! And luckily for you! I am well programmed for a situation such as this one.”

As she spoke Jim closed in on Louie’s ear and jokingly said “she surely is a social Swiss army knife, huh?”

“We’ll be playing truth or dare!” She said with a smile “Who wants to sta-”

After gulping a bit of his beer David raised his hand and spoke over Vannie “I’ll start!” He leaned forward and pointed at the group “Why did you decide to hijack the Deluxe Model?”

Jim rolled his eyes, leaning forwards to grab a glass. “That’s not how the game works, dude.” He opts to hit the top of the can with the edge of the table to pop it open.

“Truth. Same question”

Chris loses no time, closing the laptop as she bluntly responds “We are doing a thesis about the usage of AI and androids and their adapting utility in different fields, or a thesis on androids for short… we don’t have an android, we needed one, she was there.”

He is taken aback “So… you are like- using her as a test subject, then?”

“No dude” she shook her head “We are just observing her through a specific lens. The more she learns the more we can use her progress to predict how AI adapts to specific situations… Maybe we’d be able to prove methodologies for AI’s in different fields”

He nods, looking at Mary, who seemed happy to hear her friend’s words. He layed back and drank again “Alright… who’s next?”

Jim raised his hand, looking over at Louie “Truth or Dare bucko?”

“Uhh… Dare?” He said with a nervous smile

He glanced over the box and pointed at it “Gulp down a bottle in one go” He said with a devilish smile

David chuckled “Thought we said we’d go easy? It's not like we’re in a particularly safe situation”

Chris nodded along while laughing, no matter where Louie looked he simply felt pressured to follow through. He raised his shoulders and leaned forward to grab a bottle. He attempted to twist the cap open… but lacked the force to do so, showing his inexperience and weakness.

“Oh god!” Says Vannie with worry in her eyes, yet still smiling.

Not being able to bare watching him struggle anymore, Jim snatches the beer off his hands and opens it with the side of the table, popping the bottle’s cap right off as it flew up in the air and right back down onto the floor

“It was going to last forever.”

He hands Louie the bottle back, taking it shily onto both of his hands and looking at the cold smoke coming out of the bottle’s neck dauntingly. The room set their eyes on him, Jim at the edge of his seat expectantly as he simply sighed and swallowed saliva. Backing out now would simply make him look

“Here goes nothing- I guess!”

And with that he raised the bottle onto his mouth and began gulping with each wave of beer that flowed down the bottle onto his lips, barely keeping up. A combination of the beer’s temperature and the alcohol made him close his eyes in resistance. David worryingly stared down at his throat, going up and down as he gulped down. “How the hell is he even doing that, it's not like he’s drunk before”

Mary perked in, staring him down as she responded “He totally hasn’t” she was quick to scan him up and down, similarly to how she did before back in his dorm room, detecting how he was slowly but surely intoxicating himself with alcohol, she stood up and took the bottle away from him, followed up by him coughing and burping while hitting his chest with his fist.

“Ah- Come on Mary! I can’t give Jim the benefit of teasing me over this later!”

Jim swallowed a sip “I actually didn’t expect you to even last 3 seconds doing that” He rested his back against the nearby table “You okay?”

“No- are you kidding?” He was quick to answer “I’m all- dizzy and *gulp* burpy…” He covered his mouth, struggling to stand, Mary was quick enough to catch him before he could bump into his own chair

David stood from his seat and recoiled at his state “Oookay bud, you took too much for your own good. Too much too quick, you got me? Hey bo- uh, Mary, how about you go take Louie for a walk- get him some fresh air…” He takes a glance at Vannie, giving her enough of a clue to keep a distant eye on them, she nods back with a smirk, feeling useful. The two of them exit, Mary holding him but by the shoulder, shortly after they walk out the factory’s gates does Vannie follow them. There’s silence between the rest of the people, Chris looking down at the ground deep in thought and Jim smirking to himself as he sips his beer, catching what David did a mere second ago.

“Eh, smart. Sending the intern android on the lookout in case the assassin comes.”

He shook his head “Nah, didn’t do it for that, I just dont want them fucking”

*

The night had fully settled in, although the contamination left over of the area made it hard to notice, the glimmer of the stars shone through the thick layer of smog in the sky. Louie walked along the walls of the building, taking support as he attempted not to fall due to his own dizziness, all the while, Mary followed behind him, curiously tilting her head at seeing him like this.

“Boyfriend, have you tried maybe sitting down for a second?” She suggested, sounding more helpful and robotic than he has ever heard her before. Nevertheless he took her advice, pressing his back against the wall and sliding down to sit on the ground floor with a relaxed exhale. He looked over at her with a smile.

“Thanks Mar-mar…” He said, a hand holding his hurting head, his voice had already begun to get runny and distorted. He invited her to sit next to him with a hand gesture, to which she quickly obeyed, sitting next to him in one smooth and quick bent. She sat on her knees and rested her hands on her thighs, her shirt perfectly covering all angles of her sides and butt as it neatly folded around her legs, a graceful sit. She stared forwards with a null expression, looking out into the vestige of old abandoned factories, as everything around them fell to be too quiet… too much.

Louie turned to her, worried “You’ve been awfully quiet… I know you’re… you know, but… are you okay? and all?” he asked, fearing for the response. The pendulum of guilt had swung once more against the walls of his body, making him shake between every sentence.

She blinked twice, he had caught that gesture from before, it meant a sort of exit of processing back to interaction, perhaps she was in deep thought about something… She turned to him and as if nothing had happened returned to a goofier and friendly smile “Oh! like, I didn’t notice! I apologize for that, boyfriend~” She giggled, leaning closer to him, allowing him to see a glimpse of her eye’s inner camera, as she whispered into his ear. “You know~ We are all alone here and… I have the perfect protocol for outdoor sex~” She finished with a wink.

He felt fluttered, yet adjusted his throat “Hey, Mary… I don’t think its the best moment for th-”

He was cut off by the machine pressing herself against his lips, kissing him passionately, the raw emotion and passion of her closed eyes taking him for a ride unprepared. Eyes wide and still dizzy he was pushed back, again against the floor and under her. Who broke the kiss and stared down at him with a sly and seductive smile, pinning him down with her arm near his face. “Hahah~ You’re so totally cute when you get like this! It’s one of the things I love about you…” she flicked her hair so that it fell all together onto his chest...Don’t you love having me as your perfect little sexdoll?”

She knew all of his tick boxes, it took him some seconds to even generate proper words to respond with, he attempted to wiggle his way out of her grip “Mary- wait, I don’t…”

The machine once again ignored his pleas, her hands moving downwards onto his crotch ever so sensually and making sure to make him feel every touch. Louie shook his head, feeling lightheaded and weak. He needed to get a word in with her, he just didn’t know what was going on with her all of the sudden

“Mary- Stop” he gritten with his teeth, holding her hand. She looked back at him, there was an expression of what seemed to be disappointment or desperation, just to go back down and attempt to touch him down there again. He groaned and pushed her hand out of the way “I don’t want to have sex with you! Okay??”

She finally stopped, raised her hands in surrender. Her smile disappeared, giving him space “I apologize” she muttered in a low tone “There seems to have been an error within my AI module. The program was activated without vocal or analysis based consent-” Even as she attempted to explain herself she still sounded out of herself, shaking her head and looking away from him. Louie sat back up again with some effort, holding his head. He felt that rush of anger and frustration with her that he never thought he could, but as he met her gaze and felt that sense of shame in her perfect face it began to dissipate. Mary shook her head “I was designed for this- I’m a sexbot afterall, the perfect partner. I don’t… really have anything else to offer but my body.” She lamented, her voice falling quieter.

That last part hit Louie like a bucket of cold water, a shiver going down his spine as his voice shook “D-don’t say that… You’ve… barely had any chance at being yourself with us. I’m sure you have a lot to offer as a person”

She tilted her head “But I'm not a person. I’m a prototype for a Deluxe unit, programmed to seduce and copulate with a series of targets. My newest objective is to be your girlfriend, not myself”

He brought his hands to his face and shook his head slowly, the alcohol taking a toll in the form of headaches again “That’s the problem- and it’s my fault! I was so caught up in the idea of having a robot as a girlfriend I forgot you had to be my FRIEND first…”

Her eyes widened and was taken aback “Girl… friend… Of course. I have to be friends with you to be your girlfriend! How do I do that?”

He lowered his arms, tiredly looking at her “You just… gotta be yourself, you know? We gotta like each other… otherwise it’s not going to work… Took me a while to understand.” Louie curled up on his legs and looked down at the ground.

Marie closed in and sat side by side with him, curiously inspecting him as she utters “From previous experiences with- Chris, correct?”

His head peeked up and he felt the need to scream as she brought it up, doing so internally albeit well hidden enough, he simply sighed and nodded “Y-yeah.” He dropped, pausing for him to swallow “Chris and I dated a while back- And I think I only asked her out because I wanted a girlfriend… I didn’t know how to value her affection, maybe it wasn’t what I wanted… and… I broke up with her.”

“I understand.” She responded “You broke up with her for something better…?”

“N-no! I mean- I think so?? but… that’s not the point i’m trying to-” He modulated with his hands, curling up his lips until he was able to organize his ideas “Look. I dated her for the wrong reasons. Selfish reasons… I don’t want that to happen again with you. As much as you’re cute and pretty- and helpful and amazing on the basis of your existence… I can’t love you if you don’t know who you are”

Mary blinked twice, parting her lips “So does that mean that… we are not dating? until I achieve an objective previously?”

“Let’s say it like that if you want…” he chuckled. “Maybe one day, I’d love to… I just don’t want to hurt you”

She went quiet for a bit, bringing her hand under her chin as she sat and looked away from him. Louie curiously looked at her, beginning to feel a little bit better. Her skin once again seemed to glow with a light of its own. Before he was able to say a word she lowered her hand and blinked twice again.

“Who am I then?”

==Chapter 9 “Knock ‘em, Sock ‘em!”==

Out of sight, leaning over the corner and against the wall of the factory outer wall, Vannie looked over with a keen eye and an open ear at the just occurring ordeal between Mary and Louie on the side of the building. Just to keep them in check, after all, David ordered it as such. She was determined to do as she was told, while of course, turning now and then to make sure the primary threat at hand hadn’t found them just yet…

“Watching, watching, watching…” she muttered to herself, watching Louie and Mary from a distance- the whole wide scene until now. Although it was none of her business, she made a mental note about Mary, curious about how an android of her type would even be curious about it’s own role, it’s own identity. According to the files of the model, the identity it housed was nothing more than a facade to blend in inside the student body, Mary wasn’t supposed to be nobody, just to be attractive in a specific way depending on the target- now she was tasked to find out an unmoving personality? Maybe if she herself tried to do such a thing, David would be more open to her as her partner.

She held herself closer to the wall, before suddenly detecting someone behind her, assuming the worst, she quickly turned to just find Chris standing behind her with a bottle of the beers they still had in hand, half empty, lazily held with 3 fingers by the head of the bottle. Chris looked drowsy, eyes almost closed as she frowned in Vannie’s direction, staring at her straight in the eyes.

“Ah! Chris. You startled me! I thought it was… you know! the assassin droid?”

“Youuuu’re snoooooping!” Chris responded, pointing accusatively with her index… her voice was blabbed, slow- drunk. Even in her state she understood Vannie was spying on her friends, and in her alcohol induced mind, that was unacceptable.

Vannie stood there, smiling softly and patiently, bringing her hands together “Uh, yes! That's a very observant comment! I was ordered by David to keep an eye on Mary, I hope you don’t mind-”

Chris once more intercepted “You’re… also pretty-pretty…” she said, her face turning redder. The alcohol had done its due diligence in messing with her head.

Vannie’s eyes opened wide in sudden surprise, not really being prepared to know even how to react- well, of course for the offshoot file about possible INT units and their assigned employee developing feelings for the cute assistant robot was expected by BabeTec- but a random civilian?

“...Pretty! Hah! That’s- so nice of you to say Chris! I’m flattered by your comment…!” She said, even through her synthetic speech it was obvious her AI didn’t exactly know how to respond to this circumstances “I cannot help but notice you are quite drunk! How about I accompany you to take a nap-”

In that instance of Vannie uttering those words, Chris stepped forward with a might even felt and recognized by the machine, cornering Vannie against the wall as she slowly pressed her hand besides her, to which Vannie reacted by just shutting up whatever dialogue she had planned as a response, smiling in silence as Chris slowly raised her face at her, a tired, blushed face smirked her way.

“How about you nap with me~? Uhhh?” She said… flirting???

“N-nap with you? I don't think I can Chris! I’m tasked with making a guard in case the android appears before schedule…!”

Chris didn’t flinch, or back off, she had one thing in mind “Heh… always focused on the mission, right? So cute… I could just-”

With that, and her head slowly moving onto Vannie’s face, she began deeply kissing the android’s lips passionately. Vannie couldn’t do anything but stand there, looking wide eyed and lightly reciprocating the kiss as Chris had the moment of her night. Vannie didn’t find the experience appropriate… but she didn’t stop her either.

Their lips parting ways, Chris backed from Vannie and pressed her eyes in pain, her hand quickly holding her forehead

“Argh- my head is killing me… hehehe…” She was ditzy and drunk. As she made eye contact with her again she gave her a small wink and walked back inside the factory, slowly and wobbly. Vannie stood there, without a word exciting her mouth, eyes still wide and her mouth agape, as Chris left them. By the time Chris left, Vannie looked down at herself- and said to herself in a hush tone.

“I think… I liked that”

A voice from behind her asked “Uhm, like what?”

Vannie jolted, covering herself as she expected the assassin droid just for it to be Mary and Lou.

“NOTHING. I’M KEEPING WATCH ON YOU TWO, THAT’S ALL I’M DOING. BYE”

She nervously yelled, walking back into the factory. Lou and Mary looked at eachother and chuckled.

-

“BLEEEEEUUURGHH…”

Louie held Chris’s hair back, patting her back with a disgusted yet understanding look “It’s- okay chrissy, just let it all out, alright?”

“uuurghh… this feels terrible- yet oddly familiar” Chris said, kneeling from her vomit at the abandoned factory’s bathroom toilet. She turned to look at Loue, catching her breath “I drank too much, I’m sorry-”

Lou nodded “No worries about it. You did kiss David’s robot though…” He commented, having seen most of the whole action before they parted ways “And yeah! this is… very familiar, actually”

“How so?”

“High School graduation night, the after party at Yenny’s?” he tried to refresh her memory, it must’ve been years since then

“Wha…? you were there?? I don’t even remember that night…” Chris, held her head close to the bowl, yet pressed her frow cringing.

Lou continued “You also drank too much there. Jim made me go upstairs to Yenny's pink-hell of a bathroom and make sure your goth makeup didn’t get ruined…” He tried to reminisce about the night, a hand still tightly holding Chris’ hair, regardless if it was in a ponytail or not.

“Ohh god please tell me you didn’t see me during my goth phase…”

He laughed “Y-yeah! Well… you were avoiding me all of the last year of high school but… I knew it was still you. Jim kept me on the know”

She sighed “of course Jim would play informant.” She felt a gag coming, holding onto the seat as she let it out once more, coughing by the end.

“Esshh… you okay?” Louie peeked his head to her side, to which she responded with a nod and a thumbs up “And- I actually had to force Jim to tell me how you were doing… He was also pretty mad about how I ended things with you.”

She sighed, cleaning her mouth with a tissue “...I see” she turned again, closing the lid to avoid looking at the mess she just made “...You could’ve… you know, reached out. Yourself… for a while I expected you to do so, I waited for you to do so.”

He sighed, nodding along. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence between them, holding themselves awkwardly as they seemed to expect the other to say something else. Louie looked her way and caught his train of thought “-I managed to talk with Mary about maybe taking the whole relationship thing a tad slower! I think she took it well”

Chris couldn´t help but press her face in disbelief, yet allowing him the benefit of the doubt “that’s good to hear. At least seems like you want to change for the better”

He smiled “Yeah… the want is always there! for sure”

“She’s too good for you anyways” she shot back, holding his left shoulder for support and getting up from the floor, smirking as she left him on the bathroom, his eyes following her with annoyance

“She’s literally designed for guys like me, I don't know what you’re talking about” he said to himself.

-

The night fell deeper upon the group, one by one, each falling asleep defeated by either tiredness or the effects of the alcohol, Jim had taken his time to finally fall asleep, falling asleep with his back against the wall, a frown on his face and his arms crossed. Chris and Louie had simply thrown themselves onto the floor resting on their arms for a pillow. In the meanwhile, as instructed, Vannie would roam outside of the factory’s entry, while Mary stayed near her friends, sitting on her knees in silence as she would essentially watch them sleep. It was quiet, maybe too much… Vannie’s inner machinations were distracted, the kiss had kept her in a sort of continuous repetition of events, attempting to make sense of the whole event- smiling to herself as she scanned the area back and forth with half the necessary computational power that it was requested of her…

Within the first hours of the morning, while the sun was still all but down, around Vannie’s vigilant patrol, she suddenly stopped, paced around… focused on that memory once more, smiling, just to look down at herself and notice her intern uniform, distinctively labelling her as an android. Although there was no one around to notice her, or even hear her, specially a human, she couldn’t help but groan and mumble

“Irrational computations…”

As she raised her head again, her vision caught a glimpse of a silhouette passing by the back wall of the factory, detecting the possible threat at hand, she seized all other operations and rushed towards it with cautions, pacing her steps on the ashy ground to not be heard. She pressed herself against the wall’s corner before turning it, attempting to ambush what she could only assume was the Termination unit, readying herself… she then in one fast burst turned the corner to find… nothing. She looked around, checking behind the old boxes and metallic containers to once more find nothing. She sighed.

“Note to self! Optic maintenance rescheduling-”

But as soon as she finished those words, a tall figure rose from the shadows casted by the building and rushed down at Vannie, holding her by the neck as she aimed to slam the back of her head against the wall. In what was less than a nanosecond, Vannie quickly prioritized her own self preservation than to attack the threat, placing her hands behind her head, protecting her CPU and avoiding a sudden crash. The impact against the wall shook the structure, waking up Jim who jolted to David and the rest of the group.

“Alright dudes, rest time is up, the evil robot lady is here. Mary, please try and hide, alright?”

Mary did as told, looking for desirable places for her to fit herself in and hide, all the while Chris, Louie and David snapped from their slumber, David particularly looking concerned as he moved to grab the bullets next to where Chris was sleeping, her computer closed up alongside them. Chris helped Louie wake up, nervousness in her movements and expression, he struggled to even open his eyes.

“Ugh… are we sure it’s the android and not just… some animal or something?”

*CRAAAAACKK*

From the wall next to them, Vannie is pushed alongside the rubble, creating a hole through the wall that brought her to the other end of the building, with the termination unit meters away from them. The group piled together in surprise, Chris letting out a loud scream that finally brought enough adrenaline to Louie to wake up. David cursed under his breath, loading the three bullets into the gun as it beeped online.

“KEEP HER STEADY” David yelled to Vannie, closing in to aim the gun at the tall machine.

Vannie was pinned down to the wall, her feet barely touching the ground as she fiercely held onto the back of her head with one hand, the other trying to grab the arm of her aggressor, barely reaching her fingers on her.

“...I’m trying, David!” she said, annoyed, yet her voice remained as cheerful as ever.

David scoffed as he stepped forwards to better aim, his hand shook, he gritted his teeth as he noticed how the machine turned her head towards him in less than a millisecond, her reddish eyes focusing on his hands and the mouth of the pistol.

>Threat Analysis: PBP-MK23 Identified.
>System Integrity at Risk.
>Loading counter-offensive protocols.

She suddenly and abruptly turns her dominant hand, bringing with her the dangling body of Vannie to the mouth of the gun, pressed against her back. It was far too late for David to do anything, he had already pulled the trigger, sending the projectile straight into his partner with a loud thud and bang. Vannie recoiled by the impact, letting go of the back of her head and her body going limp… being dropped by the terminator onto the floor.

The group recoiled, David looking down at Vannie as the bullet dug into her spine, having injected the complete system shutdown directive. He cursed under his breath, but not even that was timely enough, as she’d kick the gun out of his hand

“Shit-” He grunted before the android, similarly as before, held him up by the neck. He resisted, attempting to loosen the grasp of her fingers with both hands as he kept his eyes on the soulless cameras staring back at him, and although using all his strength allowed him to help his neck at the slightest, it was still no match for the hydraulics and might of her mechanical hand.

The group scraped to figure out what to do. Jim took the first thing that he could muster, one of the bottles from the night prior, and without thinking smacked it on the tall woman's head, breaking and pouring alcohol all over her hair and down her body and bust… She remained unmoved nonetheless, keeping her attention on David as he was slowly losing consciousness. Jim, grunted under his breath and wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, using his own weight to bring her down, her eyes turned to look behind her and with one movement of her head, she headbutted him on the face, hitting his nose.

He was pushed back by the impact, a crack coming from his face as he instinctively holds his nose as he trembles into the floor. Louie, still in shock, sees his friend on the floor, wounding, and he scrapes to grab the gun, thrown at the other side of the room.

“Chris, let's go!” He calls out, rushing to get as far away from the unit as possible. She follows, holding tight to her laptop as they go deeper into the factory.

David falls unconscious, and she lets go, she's not allowed to kill humans in anyway shape or form, at least not for this mission. She scans the location, her hair a mess of wet, sticky alcohol and finds no signs of her objective, and so, passing by Jim on the floor without much care she goes on to hunt for Chris and Louie, assuming they know where the prototype was supposed to be.

-

The two run deeper into the factory, catching their breath every step of the way as they keep looking behind their shoulder.

“This is insane! We can't take that thing down?? It's military grade, Louie! Military!! Whatever that guy made us put in that pistol is 100% not going to be enough!” She panicked, adjusting her glasses

“I know- I know, okay? But we have to… somehow-” He looked down at the gun in his hand, opening it top-break style to one of the bullet casings shooting out as it's spent, recoiling in response “We still have two bullets left, I saw how he loaded it before… I know it's rushed, but I need you to reprogram them again”

She scoffs “Now?? In the middle of this? You know how stressful that sounds??”

“Yes, but only you can do it! We can't just let her take Mary!”

A voice peaked from some boxes near them “Like, if I am causing too many problems… I would be willing to ensure your safety in exchange for being offline”

The two jumped, just to notice it was just Mary, covered to the top in cardboard packaging boxes… hiding as told.

“We're not going to do that, you're… a friend, ok? And we still need that thesis data” Chris responds, Mary looks gloomily down, from the little her eyes were able to be seen from in between the boxes. Chris turns to Lou, determined “Alright. Fine! okay?? What do I put into the bullets?” She said, opening the laptop and sitting on the floor.

“Do you remember that final project we did in high school with the smart-fridge and the cellphone?” Lou says with a smirk

“oh you gotta be kidding me, louie.”

-

Jim eventually sits on the floor, holding his nose, blood oozing from his nostrils as he is absolutely pissed, he sees her walk away, and takes the opportunity to quickly move to David.

He pats his suit, his pockets, a man like him seemed like the type to smoke… All he had to do was set that thing on fire to get his friends more time, time he was wasting on checking this guy. He punched the floor and proceeded to simply smack David's face into waking up, not too rough to make anything that thing did worse, but enough to shake him up.

His face winced, coughed hard, catching his breath heavy, droopy, but awake. He holds his forehead “What the hell happened-?”

“Not now gramps, you HAVE a lighter on you, don't you?” Jim quipped, stretching his hand for him to hand it to him.

He coughed again, raising an eyebrow offended. He placed a hand under his suit “You little piece of shit, i'm in my 30's” he grumbled as he gave him a plated lighter “You're a junkie too? Hm? Taking a hit to ease the pain?”

Jim laughed, but shook his head, putting the lighter in his pocket, then proceeding to rip the long sleeve of his right arm “4 years ago I was 19. Going to my last year of high school was a big deal in my neighbourhood. While Lou was going through a break up with his girlfriend and loaf-rotting in his bed, the city hall decided that evicting 30 families off the outer circle's slums to make yet another babetec factory was a good idea”

His hand reached for a newly, unopened beer, the last one they had. David's face changed into one of curiosity “Needless to say, I was not happy. I could've stayed home, pay attention to classes, but I couldn't read my notes over the sound of my consciousness eating me up at night. So I joined with my neighbors with a bunch of bottles and…” he opened the bottle, pressing the cloth sleeve inside after opening it up further “We made a bunch of these and threw them at the riot police”

David laughed, devolving into a cough “You're out of your mind. I like it.” His eyes moved to his right, towards the limp body of his robot assistant, giving it a sigh.

“Is she going to be ok?” Jim commented with the bottle in hand

“Yeah” he said, casually “she’s just offline. It’ll take a bit to do a full boot of her i guess, just go burn that bitch already.”

Jim nodded, and stood up determined, following on the path the android took before, Leaving David by himself, holding his neck in pain as he remains on the floor

“I’m relying on me keeping my job on three sociopaths for all I know, goddamn it.”

-

The machine strutted through the factory halls with no rush, for all it knew, there were no exits deeper into the hall, they had cornered themselves better than she could’ve ever calculated. Her shoes echoed with the damp atmosphere, her glowing red eyes illuminating her path as her face remained unammused, stopping for a moment as her head swivels in place… scouting the area

>Scanning…
>No signs of organic life detected.
>Proximity to target: 76%

The way her eyes focused, her expression changing into a more annoyed one translated to a simulated version of frustration, and she continued walking, looking around as she spoke “Louie Ricci and Christine Becker. You are to hand over the Deluxe Unit Prototype or face the consequences. I am aware of your possession of the PBP-MK23, I calculate a high chance you plan on injecting a shutdown sequence on my system. This is futile.”

The two of them were hiding behind the factory’s many pipes, Chris typing as fast and as quietly as possible while Louie kept an eye out, in silence.

She continued “Although my programming forbids me from ending your lives, I am authorized to paralyze and possibly cripple you in non-lethal ways in case of non-cooperation”

Chris made a disgusted look and whispered “Does she really think saying any of that stuff is supposed to make us feel more willing to turn us in…?”

Although quiet, the whisper sound caught her attention, her eyes widening and looking in the direction of the sound, like a predator. Her head tilted lightly “Would you consider it if I were to be more… seductive? I was originally designed to infiltrate based on my looks, I was meant to be appealing. I am aware of your liking of women, from both of you”

A heavy sweat poured from both of their foreheads, eyeing each other as they cringe at the fact she even knows about any of this, Lou sighs and steps into the open. The gun in his pocket, but his hands in the air. “O-okay. You win, we’ll give you Mary but you have to promise not to hurt anyone”

The machine’s stance relaxed “Of course. I only care about my mission.”

He signaled Mary to step into the open behind him, to which she did hesitantly, keeping her hands close to herself.

“See? Here she is”

Her red eyes went brighter for a second, as she scanned Mary, ensuring it was her target. “Deactivate her. Her AI chip is currently in manufactured unapproved write mode, inject a shutdown sequence with your weapon.” She pointed to the gun, her glance turning to Chris “Or I’ll harm your friend”

She recoiled, pressing herself against the pipe she sat next to. Louie nodded “O-of course! I mean… totally fair and uh… such” He took the gun from his pocket and aimed it at Mary, a mournful look on his face. He hesitated, yet Mary looked at him without a hint of anger or fear, that same soft smile from before. “I’m sorry-” he muttered, before he pulled the trigger. A bolt shot out of the mouth of the gun straight into Mary's belly, stabbing into her inners and making her recoil and go limp, falling on the ground.

The unit began walking towards Mary's body, not caring for Louie as she passed by him. Her attention solely on her body, as she reaches down to grab her…

Another bang is heard, the machine stops halfway through her bending, turning to see that same bullet that pierced Mary on her back “I thought I specified that such a command would be futile on my system.”

He scoffed “That's because we didn't inject that command into you, BITCH! Hit it Mary!”

Mary stands up from the floor, and the unit is bombarded with a flood of sexual data finetuned and precalculated already by Mary beforehand, an amount and weight of files and processes her system was simply not designed to handle. The two androids were connected, a backdoor granting command that tied both devices to each other. A more advanced and more versatile device made to do one singular yet very demanding and specific action… overloading it as it simply cannot keep up. Her eyes roll up, her system overloading and heating up, as Mary looks down at her and clutches her fist…

She raises her fist and hits the dark haired girl in the face, making her tumble back as it attempts to keep up, barely standing on balance… smoke begins pouring from her ears “Error: CPU temperature rising. C-cannot compute. Error”

Louie and Chris looked dumbfounded as they just couldn't understand what just happened- What caused such a reaction out of her.

And yet- it still messily wobbles towards them, stretching her hand as she still tries to take Mary one way or the other

“Jesus Christ, doesn't this thing give it a break already??” Louie yelled, standing in between it and Mary… And just in time, a sound began echoing louder and louder from the distance. A deep, wobbly battle-cry “Wha- What is that?”

Jim ran with the lit molotov in hand, eyes locked on the machine tumbling in place as he halts and throws the bottle at her. The glass shatters, the alcohol comes into contact with the cloth on fire and spreads through her body, covering every inch of her body in flames. The rest of the group backs away from the now burning android, as they just watch her melt under the fire.

“Jim what the fuck??” Chris asked “You even broke your shirt??’

“I did it for myself! That stupid thing broke my nose!”

She tumbled and struggled to get up, the synthskin melting off her metallic frame as the frame is mostly what remains. The soft rubber of her face, now charted and black, reveals the black endoskeleton, whirring and struggling to keep up with the combined external and internal damage to its system… The High temperatures previously caused by overuse of her processing now sky-rocket under the fire, in a way further melting her inners as all safety procedures take place at the same time, one of them, ejecting her AI chip, much like how Mary did once before. Chris barely dodges it as her body goes limp, the flames consuming whatever is left of her body as her servos begin to wind down, powering off.

“Oh my god…” Chris notes, looking at the still lit body of the termination unit “We did it. We actually beat this thing…”

Jim scoffs “Not enough in my opinion.” and crosses his arms.

Louie jumps into a hug with Mary, quickly taking out the bullet that protumbed from her belly “You did amazing! Good job Mar-Mar!”

She smiles hugging back, to which Chris quickly joins in the same as Louie “And that punch?? Who taught you that anyways??”

“I'm, well, not quite sure…” She responded, putting a finger under her lip while pondering “I just thought if I was taken away I wouldn't be able to complete my mission and- I needed to do whatever was necessary to prevent that”

“Pff, hell yeah, to beat up dumb bitches!”

Jim closed in, yet… kneeling down to inspect the chip ejected. Taking a quick glance he pocketed it and then stood back up to pet Mary's head “Good. We can keep you around for longer then.

She smiled, nodding at him.

-

Later, outside the factory, the group met back around David's car. The man had his hands placed on his suit's pocket and seemed visibly tired. He had just taken the gun back from Louie, and was keeping an eye for the three of them. He directed his head at his left, his eyes still locked on the three of them as he spoke.

“Did you register them as her owners?”

Vannie chirped in “Yup! All ownerships have been registered and her primary programming edited to assist them in her thesis!” She said, walking to them alongside Mary.

“Good” He responded, allowing himself to smile “You guys earned it. But I swear to god, if you come around peeking into more BabeTec sensitive stuff I'll personally file a demand on you.”

“Relax, Dude.” Jim responded “I think we all just want to move away from more of. this”

“Very well then. Tsk, then again… you'd probably hack into my phone and leak my personal info, or set my house on fire or… whatever the short one does”

“Hey!”

He chuckled, looking at Mary “From now on, your model doesn't exist. It was damaged beyond repair and disposed of, malfunctioned during operations as expected, nothing else…” He explained the alibi to go with, to which Mary agreed enthusiastically.

“Understood. I am simply an obedient and useful unit and friend of Louie, Chris and Jim~”

He breathed out, everything in order, at last “I'm doing all of you a favor here. I know BabeTec is due to make bad use of her anyways, so I might as well help you out on your thesis… Afterall, you're good kids. Now, if there's no more questions in the car, I'm getting all of you home.”

The trio didn't say anything else, and just did as told. The ride was quiet, they had traveled a long way away from the main circles of the city. At one point, Chris elbows Louie, who had the entirety of Mary's body on top of his thighs.

“Just wanted to say, thanks for standing strong on this whole thing… you were pretty brave back there” She congratulated, smiling at him “Just… Remember to do your part in the project, okay?”

He laughs “I definitely have no more excuses” He jokes as he looks at Mary, staring back at him with a smile, now staying with him at his dorm room for good.

Each one was left at his place one by one, first Chris, then Louie and Mary back at the university, and then, traveling for a little while, Jim. David kept an eye on him from the car's back view, still quiet. Jim's nose was still swollen and purple from the impact from before, yet Jim's expression didn't seem to show any signs of pain. After a while, Vannie cuts in the silence.

“So! Jim! I'm so curious, when did you meet Chris?” She asks, leaning over her seat and looking at him directly

He raised an eyebrow, surprised by the sudden question “Hm? Oh, hm, we met in high school. Through Louie, mostly. We stayed friends ever since”

“Does she like pony tails?”

“...”

“Does she?”

“Dude, what-”

David cut in “Nevermind that. Anyways, you told me you went to protests when you were younger right?”

“I did” He sniffled, wincing in pain “Still do when there's some. Not as much lately”

Keeping his eyes on the road he nods “You never told me what happened after. Did those families lose their homes?”

Jim's voice sounded somber “They did. By the time we got pissed it was already too late” He explained “I don't regret what I did though”

There was silence after that response, David keeping an eye on him as he went deeper into the outer circles of the city, slums over slums inside streets. Houses made overnight, by migrants and people looking for jobs.

“Okay but- seriously, does Chris like Ponytails?”

-

The car stopped, Jim went out and stood near the side window where David sat.

“Thanks for the lift, dude” He thanked without much verbose “You could've dropped me off earlier with no problems though”

“Just wanted to make sure you'd make it ok” He shrugged “You don't live by yourself, do you”

“Nah. My dad's always home”

“Mother?”

“Dead, lung infection. Vapor addict. Was years ago though”

“Hmm” He remained quiet, took a breath in and raised his eyebrows, he reached into the middle of the seats and took out a card “Well, if you need anything here's my contact. You seem good with tech, might need help with work. I'll make it worth your time”

Jim shook his head with a smirk “You better. I don't do stuff for free”

“Sure you don't.” He laughed “ Well, take care”

Jim patted his pockets, taking out his platted lighter “Wait, your lighter. Take it”

David stared at the lighter, for a solid 5 seconds, until looking back up at Jim with a smile “Keep it. I'm trying to quit anyways” And drove off. Jim stood there, standing in place as he watched the car go away in the distance… He let out air from his nostrils, with some pain, and placed the lighter back “I'm selling this thing for 80$”

Meanwhile, inside the car, David felt good about himself. He proudly drove, with his back against his seat as he breathed out in relief… things finally getting back into place…

“David” That female voice he was just getting used to spoke

“Yeah?” He responded with mostly air from his throat.

“I think I like girls”

The Exchange Student

2026-05-19T18:44:48Z

MixandGull:

==PROLOGUE==

The day was friday, and the college council had taken the day off all together over a big business proposal… Due to the College high end student demographic it wasn't a weird thing to see big enterprises interested in advertising a product to soon to be graduate adults, see potential employees etcetera… but it was a domestic robot developer company? How would they even advertise that inside?

The college council, consisting of the principal and two elder teachers, sat expectantly in the teachers lounge, the sound of the clock ticking away as they simply waited for the other party to arrive with their representative… Some looks were exchanged between the trio, silently asking where the guy they had sent.

Outside, an expensive limo parked in the entrance of the campus, and as soon as they had arrived, 3 men walked out of the doors wearing black suits with the words "BabeTec written on the right side of their suit in a delicate pink font… Arriving at the teacher's lounge almost disappointed as to how pathetic the meeting room was.

The three men looked at each other for a second before the taller one in the middle adjusted his throat. "We are representatives of BabeTec Electronics?" The man spoke with a clear french accent.

"Yes, we've been expecting you guys Said the principal leaning into his seat with a raised eyebrow "Tough traffic?" He asked with disinterest, before signaling the men with a hand gesture for them to sit down.

The men obliged, clear discomfort on them "Oh no, BabeTec is a french multinational company. It was difficult to send a representative to begin with" he refuted, dusting his suit with his fingers "Shall we begin?"

One of the teachers sighed and nodded "Yes please. Why in hell would a robot manufacturer be interested in doing advertising in a learning center?"

The representative on the left end of the table leaned in with a raised finger "We are an android manufacturer" He corrected "And what we are doing can be classified as advertising… just not disclosed as such."

The faces of the teachers became confused "What does that mean? Sir? if you may…"

The main representative swallowed saliva before breathing out "BabeTec is to release a new top of the line companion android in the following year or so…" The man placed and opened his briefcase on the table, presenting some papers to the teachers for their eyes only, making them even more confused as the robot was… wearing a student outfit? "The unit is finished, we just need a market, and BabeTec is thinking on creating one-"

The principal interrupted "So that's in? some flyers? some company presentations and discounts for after the students graduate?"

The representatives looked at each other after he spoke, elongated seconds of silence as they just cracked up in laughter at the word 'discount' making the trio of teachers high ups more uncomfortable "Excuse us… No. We want to enroll one of our units as a student so in her perfectly programmed seduction protocols she can have relationships with your male (or female) student count so they buy our product after they become independent due to nostalgic buying"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"You have to be joking, right?" One of the older women spoke for the first time "This paper says the unit is a sexbot. You want us to allow a sexbot into our campus?"

"Yes" The man simply responded with a beaming smile, placing his arms on the table and holding them together.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"And why would we allow this?" The principal broke the silence again.

The representative clicked his tongue, went inside his suitcase once again and looked around again for yet another piece of paper "If our company's private investigator is right anddddd…" He rolls the sound of the word as he pulls out the piece of paper and presents it to them, containing a lot of graphics and names of teachers and their pay, but before they could ask about these he continued "...this is your monthly employee payroll…" He raised an eyebrow and closed in the paper for them to read and give confirmation.

"Well- Yes, it is but…" The principal said, scratching his beard as he closed in to read the paper, but he was quickly interrupted again.

"Then it is our pleasure to announce that we would be able to pay the employees, if the details of this negotiation is kept under wraps and as a simple promotional stunt with no external telling… and taking into consideration the potential sales in the future generated by this deal… approximately 10 times this amount monthly ipso facto."

The room fell quiet, the faces of the college council falling into slight surprise before exchanging glances for yet another moment… Yet the Principal's did not change, maintaining eye contact with the representative for 20 long exhausting seconds before he breathed in with his nose and let loose, standing up from his seat, leavin the pair of teachers following his movements as he walked slowly to the representatives.

He stood there, at the right end of the table looking down at the man, indirectly telling him to stand up… which he did with some backsided glances to his colleagues. The principal, in an astounding null expression extended his hand for a hand shake, breaking this expression for one of extreme joy. The representative looked down at the hand, then at the principal, and smirked, taking the hand and shaking it

"You got yourself a deal."

==CHAPTER 1: "Cargo"==

Next Monday morning…

4 Am on the clock and after a long discret slight remodeling of the faculty's interior to accommodate the recently agreed android to roam and function properly inside faculty's walls. The sun was yet to rise and the teachers and students were long to even consider arriving at college grounds, the perfect moment to strike. From the teacher parking lot which had an almost direct access to the gym area (the designated location for the robot to recharge and manage itself) a large cargo truck with BabeTec signature logo on its sides parked in the middle of the place, as closely to the entry to smoothly move it's cargo without the possibility of onlookers.

With the whiff of the engine stopping as the brakes are hit, the copilot door opened and a scrawny young man in a black pair of pants, blue t-shirt and cap uniform jumped out, cold breath coming out his mouth as he breathed out

"Fuck, it's freezing here man-" He said to the driver, an older more experience guy in his late 30's with a beard. Years hadn't been nice to him, having lost most of his hair leaving his gleasining head shining with the streetlights.

"Well, if you do your job quickly you might come back to the truck heater sooner" The man came back at him with blazing passive aggressiveness, making the young man roll his eyes "Now, Gary, right?" he asked, pointing to him

"Yes, Gary. You remembered." He nodded, his answer sounding tired

The older man nodded back "Gary. You go back, set up the 'bot inside the gals' locker room, make sure the protocols are in order and you come back" the man explained, going out as well and walking with him to the back of the truck.

Gary and his higher up, Mike, raised the cargo's wall and lowered a ramp… and at the end of the cargo was a voluptuous blonde girl with reddish highlights at the end of her long straight hair wearing a white buttoned blouse with a mini skirt… that even from where the two men stood they could see glimpses of the black lacy panties just above her long black thigh high socks. The bot was shut down, held down with velcro and protectors on a moving trolley.

Gary climbed up the ramp and closed in on the robot girl, which if it wasn't by the fact that he and Mike were told it was a robot, he himself wouldn't have believed it. Her perfect flawless skin with a blush on her cheeks, long seductive eyelashes closed in like a doll… she was at least designed to seduce, if anything.

While taking the velcro and protective gear out, he spoke "Why are they setting up a sexbot in a place like this?"

Mike growled "I don't know kid, some business thing. Probably the principal is a horny bastard, not my business, not yours" He replied, placing his arms on his hip "You okay on your own?"

Gary heard his help presentation just milliseconds after he had finished taking care of everything, making him look at him and tiredly shake his head.

"Good. Now get that doll in there and come back" He said, making his way back to the driver's seat without another thought

"Wait!" Gary protested, "You're really not even gonna tell me how to set up this thing?" He asked, almost screaming.

Mike didn't even think of stopping, simply flapping his arm in denial "The robot is smart, just do what she asks of you when she turns on" and with that, sat back on the seat and closed the door.

Gary grunted in frustration, pushing the holder down the ramp while strands of the synthetic golder hair hit his nose and face due to the wind. This was going to be an annoying night already.

Getting inside the gym, the lights were left lit up, probably the staff was told and happily agreed to leave the lights on for the morning. Gary continued pushing the robot in the trolley, the echo of the squeaking wheels clashing on the walls and coming back to him as he passed through the middle of the place. He looked around, feeling some odd feeling as if this place wasn't designed to be empty… Then again, he had a bimbo robot in a trolley, the circumstances were strange to begin with.

In the middle of the gym, he looked forwards to see the entrance to the male and female locker room, moving in to his destination… their destination.

He pushed the door open, left open once again by staff. With a puff he kept going, seeing the lockers and bars where to sit, some decorated while the rest had that shitty school aesthetic that it was taken from a dump, at least in Gary's eyes. He looked at the end of the room at his right seeing a slightly bigger locker which looked strangely newer than the rest, this gave away what he was looking for.

"Better be worth this…" He said to himself, closing in and seeing the handle, trying to open it himself, failing instantly. Confused, he tried again, there was no noticeable lock, but to no avail again… then it hit him "This is meant for the robot, dumb ass."

He closed the robot in, moving the arm of the machine into the handle, hearing the servos resisting with a whirr… and as her fingers touched the handle it popped open. Inside, was a small place with a round wireless charging pad with a small screen at the side of the lockers wall. It was designed to be used at night only anyways so Gary didn't waste energy in criticizing how silly the idea was. He simply put two and two together and turned to the woman shaped machine, something telling him to make her stand to recharge.

"God damn it–" He lamented, since he couldn't just plop the damn thing like a trash bag into the wireless pad, instead, having to carefully stand the glorified doll straight up in the pad manually. Gary breathed in and let go, preparing himself, then he hugged the robot why the waist, it's voluptuous breasts pressing on his face as he raises her up from the trolley with some difficulty, without power of compensator programs, the robot weighted a lot… specially for the scrawny man.

He turned 180° and began walking small steps forwards onto the locker, getting close and grunting every step of the way… before accidentally hitting the back of the robot's head slightly due to a slight height difference between the top of the locker and how high she was being raised. "Woops… P-probably nothing–" He said, now making more effort to bend himself and set her down, succeeding but with some back pain to add.

"Finally… so, it should turn on now, right?" He said to himself, looking down to see how the pad lit up a soft blue color, the pad now showing a text reading 'Recharging… 90%'

"90%? What? Did someone have a little go at the damn thing back at the lab?" He complained, probably having to wait until her batteries hit 100% before being able to set her up. Then he looked down at the robot's hand, closed into a very… specific O shape… "Yeah, someone definitely used you before packing you up…"

He thought of simply waiting it out, frustrated with the time he might be losing, but still, it was way too early for anyone to find him here, or at least anyone he wasn't expecting to find. He then began eyeing the bot once more… Her bust, it seemed to be– poking out more now. Then he noticed her uniform blouse button popped open when he raised her up, showing more of her enormous bust for him to admire, even a hint of her black bra with yellow flower drawings… He closed in, breathing heavily as he tried justifying himself "She's just a robot… besides, she's shut down, she wouldn't know… boss wouldn't know"

He looked both ways, confirming to himself yet again that he was completely alone… and went into to softly hold her chest. Soft as it can be, inhumanly so, better he thought. He backed off, feeling that was good enough, before considering it wasn't shortly after, going in again for a better full palm hold, feeling them wobble in place as he played with them. "Fuck it" He said, going to her uniform's bottons and simply undressing her, freeing her breasts out, now seeing the golden flower detail on her lacy black bra, now jolding them better, his Dick throbbing in his pants as he kept at it, now almost pushing the robot as her leg servomotors whirred in restrain.

Pushing her bust more and more, making them jiggle… he wasn't being lustful enough, he turned up to her head, and opened her eyes, yet again, the powerless miniscule servo motors in control of her eyelashes whirring softly as her magenta soulless eyes were opened to make them stare forwards, if he looked deep inside them he could almost make out the camera lenses the robot used to see. He then tilted the robot's head down in a way that would be as if she was seeing him grope her.

"You like that you- slutbot?" He whispered to her, smirking to himself as his blood pressure raised. It was seconds later than the tablet pointed out that the charge had reached 100%... but in Gary's excitement, completely looking over it, the robot on the other hand, began bootin up.

-BabeTec Electronics' Deluxe "Mary" unit online
-Boot up successful. No Errors.
-Setting up the system…
-Memory files missing. Printing New ones.
-Special programming parameters set
-AI module located. Deluxe speech program located.

Gary continued feeling her up, the robot's HUD far too busy processing the set up information prepared by her programmers for the moment she reached her designated operation area, but now, her once soulless and dark cold magenta gained more color, her camera lenses focusing in and out as his hands were detected and identified by her system, yet, kept quiet while setting herself up.

-Battery levels: OK
-CPU integrity: 100%
-Possible Target's information acknowledged
-Sexual Protocols functional

With his hands deep on her tits, he pressed himself closer, one hand now going down to where her sex would be, looking down at her from the side of her cheek "You like being touched like that robot? This is what you were made to do after all~" He said out loud once more, massaging her pussy through her panties… before-

"Set up complete!" The robot spoke out, her head jerking forwards, scaring off Gary back, almost making him fall as he yelped… "No files on target. Further information required." The robot said out loud, staring down at Gary as he hopelessly tried standing up from the floor and quickly dust himself out.

It was then, as he lowered his head to look if something had gotten into his shirt that the robot slightly tilted her head to the side, her HUD highlighting the 'BabeTec' logo on his cap, designating him as a 'temporary administrator'

"You are a BabeTec official. How may I be of, like, help with your work today?" She spoke to him in a seductive valley girl accent that almost made his skin crawl. She stepped off her charging pad, making her way in front of him.

"A-ah, well… uhhh, state your name and mission and- uh- tell me if there's any issues with your system" He mumbled through his lines, that was all he could think to ask if she was functional…

"My name is, like, Mary, I am programmed to like, seduce and creative a bond with potential BabeTec customers through my like, totally perfect body!" She responds, showing off her body as she admires herself, her blouse still open. "No Errors found in system"

He nodded, swallowing saliva as she kept talking, looking as if she was having way too much fun being basically a technologically advanced slut "Wait really, that's what you're doing here… I mean- Good, Mary. I mean- unit, so uh, just make sure people know you aren't a robot and don't call for too much attention hah-" He struggled to talk, he was giving a pep talk to a robot after all, one specifically made to seduce people like him.

-[Temporary ADMIN]'s blood pressure rising
-Erection confirmed
-Mission parameters matched

Mary's expression changed from a sultry smile into a lustful smirk, her system having confirmed a sexual attraction to herself causing her to activate all seduction and sexual protocols "I detect high blood pressure in your cock, sir~" she says, slowly walking up to Gary, who would slowly try to walk back, accidentally crashing into a bench and leaning head back into the seat, Mary taking the opportunity to simply climb up him, essencially trapping him, strands of gold and red hair tickling his face as he stared back straight into her camera lenses, absorbing and probably enjoying seeing the data taken from him.

"I'm like, programmed to ease situations like this, you know?" She says, moving one hand to his crotch as she maintains eye contact.

Gary breathed heavily, sweating as he internally was celebrating- yet, this would cause him trouble if people found out, so he really tried to contain himself- to no avail "Ohh- yeah I can tell Mary-" he gulped, then he asked a genuine question "You aren't supposed to talk about being programmed and being a robot and such with targets aren't you…?"

"Like, Negative." She responded, messaging his crotch, her HUD knowing exactly the shape of his erect cock below his uniform pants, mathematically determining how to properly please her target the best "But you know. And my system has determined a 71.2% chance that you, like, might be attracted to robot gals like me. And that's like, good enough for me~"

Even when she had no information on him, he hit the right spot out of the door? Technology was really terrifying when the company that makes it is hellbound on making money. "Uhuh, that's a pretty nice guess- Woah!-" Gary yelled out as the robot simply pulled down his pants to free his erect penis.

-Target information missing
-Sexual profile includes: Breasts
-Executing…

"Jmm! I see" she utters, while also moving her hands behind her bra and letting it fall on top of Gary, who looked in horror as she was going in for real… then up, seeing the naked tits of the synthetic woman jiggle free and perked up, making him temporarily forget in what kind of a mess he was in. She then moved her lacy panties to a side, making herself fall on top of his cock as he went inside in one full thrust.

Gary moaned in pleasure as she did, her perfect warm pussy being specifically designed and calibrated to make as much pleasure as robotically possible, she simply smirked seductively, a tint of blush forming on her cheeks and nose as she begins massaging his top slowly, pressing herself as she giggles at his reactions "Feeling good yet, sir?"

"Shh- Y-yeah! I mean- not… GO ON!" He orders, moving his hands to hold her naked breasts, making the robot girl moan softly as he touches her, encouraging him.

She speed up her pace, now bouncing on his cock as her pussy began to vibrate internally, making Gary curl back in pleasure, the robot on the other hand, kept on scanning her progress and computing the next course of action, of course, internally, while outside showing herself as a pleased mess holding herself.

Mid intercouse speech options:
-<Lie> It's too much data for me…
-<Lie> Your Cock is destabilizing my circuits!
-Cum whenever you want, sir~ ←[56.99% success rate]
-Fuck you asshole

"Cum- ah! whenever, like- fuck! you want sir!" Mary suggested as she bounced on his cock, her expression saying just oh how much of a mess he was making her, while in reality it was her adapting to his likes.

"Fuck- you feel so good;;" he said grinding his teeth, lowering his hands to hold her slip hourglass sides, making the robot in response gasp by his touch. He now directed her thrust on him, speeding herself to compensate for his demands. Mary began moaning more and more, fucking harder and faster as she 'helplessfully' took it, sticking her tongue in please and staring at Gary so he knew it but he was far too busy arching and moving his hips up and down, his forehead sweating as he breathed heavily and moaned as well.

"I'm coming-!" He announced, pushing himself onto her as he came inside of her. Mary, while at it, began moaning cries of pleasure as his seed filled her up, overtly exaggerating her reaction for his entertainment… he was left panting, hearing her insane yelling before he uttered "...Mary"

She suddenly stopped, looking down at him with now more normal and genuent smile "Like, Yes sir?" she queried, sounding more like when she was first active than anything as lustful afterwards.

"I don't have to clean you up do I?" Gary asked tiredly, placing a hand on his forehead, ashamed of himself"

Mary shook her head "My model is self cleaning after sexual intercourse. The sperm will be recollected and-"

"Don't need the details… thank god…" He sighed in relief.

"Like, Of course, sir"

Gary looked up at her, smiling to himself. She in response stood up from his now not erect member and stood in front of him.

"Mary?"

"Yes sir?"

"Remember all the mission specifications I gave you?"

"Like, of course sir. Stored and noted~"

"Yeah. Keep those and delete from your memory that we had sex, please"

Mary stood there smiling, her eyes staring forwards into nothing as a computerized buzz came out of her due to what he believed was the data being deleted, he then stood from the bench, took her bra and walked up to her to redress her properly. Her lost expression makes him blush once more as he closes in to kiss her lips, as she stares wide open into him, unconscious of the events unfolding. Then he separated himself, quickly redressing himself before she came back online.

"Data like, totally erased" She stated looking at him, waiting for an order

"Good, now go back to your charging port and wait until your designated operative time…" he ordered, turning around and leaving the robot.

Mary nodded and followed orders standing in her pad and closing the closet for the next 3 hours…

*

Back at the truck, the way back was silent. Gary stared off into the window as Mike drove uninterested. It was then that he glanced over to his younger partner, noticing the fly of his pants were down…

"So" Mike opened, sending a shockwave towards Gary, making him turn "You fucked her."

"W-what??" Gary flashed back, confused as to how he could possibly know.

"The BabeTec Deluxe. You fucked it" He reaffirmed rising his shoulders.

Unable to find the words, Gary simply chuckled in disbelief "I did not- How could-"

"Okay." Mike rested, disinterested about the conversation already.

"..."

Then Gary swallowed and looked over Mike, worried "I deleted her memory though"

"Holy shit, you actually fucked her?!" Mike turned in shock "I was messing with you because your fly is down you weirdo!"

"She seduced me!-"

"What is wrong with you?! test driving an undercover sexbot??"

"I deleted the memory data anyways!"

The argument continued, for a long time after the trip. But fortunately for Gary, Mike ain't no snitch.

==Chapter 2: Amateur==

9 A.M on a Monday, Campus' outside entrance.

leaning into one of the building's pillars near the door, headphones in each ear, a last year student scrolled through his phone feed, aimlessly waiting for time to pass as more and more people poured inside the entrance walls without taking a second to look at him. A long black haired regular guy basking in the shadows reading up on the latest posts about electronics…

"Lou." called another slightly older looking guy with short brunette hair "What are you still doing outside?"

Without breaking concentration between his eyes and the telefon screen, Lou responded "It's too cold inside, besides, I do nothing inside until you get here"

"You flatter me." His friend Jim quipped with sarcasm, holding tighter on his black side bag as he leaned in to see what he's reading "Looking for robot coochie again?"

Lou sharply turned to his friend with squinted eyes, confused and offended "I'm not sharing things with you anymore, you know?"

"Oh you didn't share that, I found you out…" Jim responded, resting on the pillar as well as he reached into his bag to take out a cereal bar, opening it as he spoke "I'm just messing with you. Anything interesting though?"

"No clue" He quipped back, looking at his phone once more, finally exiting from the site "BabeTec's been quiet about new releases. They keep making those stupid character based collection units!" He said in frustration, placing his phone in his pocket.

Jim wasn't really there in the conversation, biting down on the bar as he muffled his words "What's wrong about collection units?"

"Uh- you know! they are all basically the same frame, same AI level chip… it's just- a different frame!" he explained, gesturing with his hands in rage.

Jim shook his head slowly "Oh the humanity." he rolled his eyes.

"You don't care at all do you?"

"Look, I don't care about the sex or the bot part of the word 'sexbot' so why would I? I'm just playing my role as the, you know, supportive friend." Jim bit his bar again, swallowing and then bumped his friend's shoulder "Can we go inside so I can put my stuff in the locker?"

Lou nodded, walking inside followed by Jim, not particularly invested in anything else that wasn't is early morning breakfast replacement.

*

Back inside the girl's locker room, hidden in the inner corner of the whole room, was the android's designated service station, in which Mary had been standing still ever since she was properly set up that morning. After hours of inactivity, the system had completely shut down to save up processing data, to speed up the charging process and simply because she was programmed to do so.

But, it was inside the smooth perfect skin and curves of the sex android that an inner digital clock hit the 9:00 pm hour, an immediate boot up was executed on the robot internally. Making her eyes flutter open, glowing their particular magenta natural glow as her system beeped from inside.

-DESIGNATED 9:00 PM BOOT UP ENGAGED
-Successful boot up. No Errors found.
-Loading tasks…

As the robot did what she was designed to do each time she was on internally, she looked rather odd on the outside, staring intently into the lockers door with a null expression, ignoring a slight 'O' shaped gesture the bimbo had made with her glossy pink lips.

-Tasks:
-Follow designated schedule protocols.
-Locate and seduce possible targets throughout the day.
-Return to the charging pad at 7:30pm for scheduled self maintenance.
-Loading AI module…

Liveliness and detail returned to Mary's face as she straightened her head with a soft whirr, a cute smile forming on her face as she almost immediately after opened her little compartment and walked off, closing behind her and posing to herself. She playfully adjusted her golden hair, twirling with the end of it with a finger before a warning flashed on her HUD, making her blink rapidly as flashes came from her magenta irises.

Mary looked disconcerted, looking down at her exposed bust as she held it with both hands. Her HUD highlighted it, scanning it as the warning came from her mobility protocols. The robot tilted her head, the scan finishing to indicate that her bra was adjusted poorly and had a 73% chance of falling off due to a loose knot. Probably generated by her encounter last night with the technician.

-Assessing…
-Calculating best course of action…
-Course of action identified.
-Executing…

Mary's face changed once more into a confident smirk, before her breasts expanded from one second to the other! pressing into the loose bra knot while also making her already big bust even bigger. She felt herself up, not for self pleasure, as if her unit was capable of that, but rather as a failsafe motion to make sure the internal machinery was secured, which it was.

Then she scanned again, milliseconds after showing a result of 0% chance of falling off, while also incrementing her seduction success rate possibilities as her bust was still between 'normal' sizes. She proudly looked down at her bust, traces of her red hair falling in it before she quickly compensated it for her cleavage to be perfectly visible. Then, and only then, did she proceed to move on into walking.

Thousands of programs where loading into the machine's active live CPU as she headed into where was supposed to be people; servomotors silencers protocols, preparing possible conversation topics, doing a throughout scan on her figure and how to retroactively make herself sexier… which oddly enough, her AI would time and time again dismiss as unnecessary… and most of all, a preset walking cycle that made her hips look more sensual than they already were by design.

She opened the door, walking down the hallway as some people happened to appear in front of her. Her HUD quickly ID'd them, giving the machine live information on the students through the student records provided by the council beforehand. Their name, scores, possible internet likes… even if somewhat uncertain, were all the information she had access to.

As she did, she quickly stared down at them, moving her neck uncannily faster than humanly possible to identify two male students on her path, before quickly autocorrecting to something more natural. She giggled at them, lustfully smirking as they passed by

"Hey Boysss~" She said out loud as they passed her by, making sure they would turn around to glance at her mathematically perfect hip sway, where they could see hints of her black panties underneath her mini skirt.

The guys, on the other hand, were more confused over who exactly was this girl to begin with…?

No erections detected, light seduction attempt failed. Her system had a light, what we would consider to be, panic attack quickly redirecting her efforts into starting small… mostly to make sure her protocols were in order. As such, her system looked up targets on the student list, looking for individuals with low seduction skills who would fall instantly at the idea of a perfect girl like her presenting herself on a silver plate.

Just as the bimbo reached the main entrance door, placing her soft manicured hand on it, she stopped, having a small shift deep in her camera lenses as her primary objective was updated. Her AI didn't took this lightly, making her face blush and express lust as sue whispered to herself "Target: Louie Ricci~"

*
The door of the locker swung open by the hand of Jim, taking out his books out of his side bag and placing them in order of size one by one inside his locker. He yawned, listening to the ramblings of his friend behind him.

"...I'm telling you, all they had to do was switch the CPU module with the AI compartment, that way they could've saved space on both while also expanding the size for more data storage" He rambled on, leaning on his locker, one foot up, looking over Jim, still organizing. "I mean, all BabeTec androids have that flaw. Any strong superficial strike to the head will simply scramble and crash their CPU."

"If only they had asked you beforehand." Jim replied, with heavy handed irony

"Hey, they will. I'm definitely working as a robot designer after this." He gestures around himself, meaning the campus. "If they read our thesis after we're done, they are going to be amazed. Has Chris written you about her part?"

While they spoke, in the left entrance of the main area, Mary opened the door and stared aimlessly at the place. Her computerized brain quickly ID'ing the faces of all the people walking in and out, with no matches found for her target. She began walking slowly, keeping that seductive walking cycle of hers still while she kept scanning. Normal people, on the other hand, couldn't help but glance over the perfectly sensual new girl, muttering to each other as to if she was really new or just didn't see her before.

Continuing to walk and turning, looking over to one of the locker lines, she saw how what she recognized as a couple talked to each other leaning into the lockers. Further analysis of infrared and heat scans would indicate to Mary that both of their blood pressures were high… an erection on the male, more importantly to her. It was then that the robot identified the pose and leaning of the girl and identified it as seducing~ saving it up for later usage. All of this while she stood still staring aimlessly…

She then continued scanning the rows before finally getting a match in the last row in front of the entrance. Mary redirected her whole figure towards Lou and Jim, laser focus on Lou as she swayed away her skirt with a seductive smirk.

"No, Chris hit a wall because she simply can't develop an AI out of thin air, Louie" Jim finally closed his locker, his bag feeling lighter on his shoulder as he turned to Lou "And that might be true, but you need experience with programming. And you've never even interacted with a robot before in your life. None of us have, Either we find an android to gather data from or we change the thesis subject." that comment dug into Lou's skin, making him roll his eyes and "And those things aren't cheap, and it's not like one is just going to pop up out of nothing-"

As they spoke, the locker beside Lou was slammed by Mary who leaned into it, in the same pose as the girl from before, looking at Lou with a wide eyed smile. The slam spooked Lou, making him jump a bit as he turned to her.

"Hiii!" Mary said with a delicate hand wave, giggling to herself.

Jim turned as well, raising an eyebrow "Uh, do we know you from anywhere?"

In the short one and a half seconds that it took Jim to intervene, Mary had already obsessively scanned over Lou around multiple times, her HUD highlighting his figure and showing information about his blood pressure and possible responses to her arrival.

But as Jim spoke, she turned to him, the same face as she was giving Lou before and blinked "Oh, I'm sorry, is that like, your friend or something?" Mary asked Lou pointing at him

"Y-yeah?" Lou said somewhat confused over the awkward situation, backing himself and taking the lashes of his bag tighter.

The computerized brain inside of Mary, instead of simply taking the comment as it was, simply associated the two, making a link and even processing the possibility of a trio with them… Mary sharply turned to Jim and scanned him, saving his ID and consecutively Lou's by doing the exact same motion. She then smiled at Lou with a chuckle, leaning forwards, presenting her bust at full display and extending her hand to him "Well, that's so cool! I'm Mary-" there was a short hiccup in her sentence, her programmers forgetting to upload into her a last name, hotfixing it by randomly selecting one off the internet in less than 0.5 seconds "-Reina, I'm new here hihi~" She completed, the hiccup being obvious in how her speech patterned changed.

Lou gave her an awkward smile, and slowly went in to take her hand, and shook it. Her skin was soft, smooth and most importantly cold, it was like grabbing your own frozen palm in winter, but as fast as he could note the details she took away her hand. "I'm Louie, this is Jimmy" he simply replied, grabbing his friend's shoulder and pointing at him with the other hand.

'Mary Reina' was quickly saved as her full unit name quickly after saying it outloud. When Lou presented himself, of course, Mary already knew this through facil ID yet was given further confirmation and as such deemed a success. She then turned to Jim who with a sigh extended his hand and quickly shook his hand.

"Jim is fine. Hope you acclimate, this place is a bore most of the time. It is nice to get to meet a Latina though" Jim gave her a warm welcoming smile.

Mary on the other hand, kept her smile high and began nodding as he spoke… now adding into her unit information that she is "latina", even if nothing about her design or personality program was made to be such- "Yes! Latina! Mhm~!! like, thanks" She nods, turning back to Louie, her primary target "Again, heh, I'm a little new so like, could you show me around? Alone." She smiles at him with those same lustful eyes.

Lou got a good look at her figure, previously intentionally leaning closer to show her massive perfectly designed breasts, her wide hips tilted against the locker door to show just how little her mini skirt intentionally hid, all while giving him the friendliest smile while at it. He couldn't help but feel aroused towards her, she was everything he could've imagined a perfect college girlfriend would be if he was given pen and paper and some time to illustrate… and Mary's system knew it, and in a mechanical sense that we couldn't comprehend, loved every mili-second of recorded data that affirmed this.

"So, like, wanna show me around Louie?" She asked again.

Lou nervously laughed, fake coughing to adjust his thought as he looked over to Jim "Y-yeah, can you wait here a second?"

Mary nodded "Of course Louie, like, I can wait as much as you need~" She added, leaning off and standing there, her eyes always following his movements as she held her hands together. She meant what she said in a literal sense, having no other commands than the current one… yet it felt like a sexual remark in the way that she said it.

Lou stepped away and dragged Jim with him who unwillingly went along with this secret conversation shit anyways, turning away from Mary. He passed his arm behind the back of Jim's neck and created a small wall of secrecy between her and them

"Listen, if your goal is to interest the hot girl trying to sweet talk you into showing you the place, doing this stunt is killing your chances by the second" Jim interviewed before his friend could say a word, holding the bridge of his nose with one hand and side glancing at Lou.

"Dude- this could be one of those pranks? like, first day type of stuff?" Louie argued, shakiness in his voice "I mean, she even looks like she's into me!"

Jim chuckled, "Or maybe she just wants to know where everything is in the programming faculty." He bit and finished his cereal bar once and for all, storing the wrap on his pocket. "Look, if something happens, give me a call, I'll snitch as hard as I can."

"Thank you buddy-" he tapped his shoulder and returned to Mary, who unbeknownst to the two of them, could clearly and easily hear and understand what they were saying. Yet, as it wasn't a threat to her mission, it was completely ignored.

"Shall we like, go?" Mary said, pointing with her thumb behind her, anticipating herself to walk next to him.

Lou nodded "We shall. I'll show you where the classrooms are" he said as he began walking forwards, the seductive fembot strolling next to him as she turned for a second to wave goodbye to Jim.

He stood there, waved back with a lighthearted shake of his head, re-rechecking the weight of his side bag as he felt his shoulder getting sour. Then, from behind him, a girl in a hair bun, glasses, yellow shirt and jeans looked over the direction he was looking at.

Her name was Chris, or Christine, an old friend of the pair in the same course and class, sharing more likes in common with Lou than with Jim.

"Sorry for being late, what did I miss?" The girl asked, presenting her fist to be bumped next to Jim.

Jim chuckled again "Lou just went off to show the place to a really hot girl" he responded, turning to her with a smirk.

Chris looked over at him with a raised eyebrow "No, seriously, what did I miss?"

*

After some minutes of walking, awkward smiles and reassuring gestures from Mary, him and the bimbo reach the gates of the grand classroom.

"You're gonna love this~" Lou presented excitedly as he pushed the doors open to reveal the vast room. An auditory of tables and chairs, with a gigantic chalkboard with some leftover code and sentences written all over it. The place was completely empty, the steps the both of them took as they got inside resonating in echo all over the room. "Isn't this cool?" he asks again, gesturing with his hands the sheer size of the place.

Mary smiled and nodded, and as he turned around and began explaining the classes, she quickly turned around and closed the door, with efficiency and precision locking it up and coming back at Lou.

"...Oh you're gonna love the classes, our professor? Mr Andrews? He has this way of–" He then turned to Mary, seeing her rapidly approaching him, and stopping right in front of him…

The machine looked at him, having confirmed long ago a continuous erection caused by her presence and perfectly programmed seduction protocols, and as such, she closed in and grabbed his hand, feeling the heat of his skin as he began feeling more and more flustered. Then, in one continuous motion, pressed it on her own chest.

"Woah- uhh, Mary? What are you doing?" He asked confused, his face almost smoking due to heat

Mary chuckled and quipped back "What does it look like I'm doing?~" Then made him press in it, to the point where a real organic girl would feel pain, instead, she moaned softly.

They kept their quiet for a minute, Lou still trying to take grip of the situation as insane and unreal as it was. He looked around the room, half expecting people to jump out and say it was a prank but… no such thing happened, this was the real deal. Mary let go of his hand, and began unbuttoning her blouse, letting in fall to reveal her patterned black and yellow flower bra, proudly presenting her naked top to him.

"So? what do you think?" she asked him, a friendly smile on her face "They are yours for the time being~"

He swallowed, still confused over the ordeal. He struggled to get the words out, his eyes automatically directing to her pressing bust, looking as if the bra was bound to snap. All he could muster was a "Why me?"

She laughed at his comment, covering her mouth. I was determined this would make her seem relatable. "Like, why you? Why wouldn't it be you~ I have a thing for guys like you~

This was all scripted speech, his comment had been identified as insecure and nervous, and as her mission stated, she was required to generate a bond for it to be a successful operation. She softly pushed him onto the ground, the cold granite floor pressing on his skin and giving him cold. She sat on his crotch and looked down at him "This must be a very important place for you~ why don't we like, make it more special together?" She winked.

Breathing heavily, Lou nodded and then went on to correct himself "I mean– A classroom isn't a special place for me, I just like programming and- oh!" He was interrupted by her unzipping his pants and releasing his cock, stroking it with precise movements as she maintained eye contact, her system enjoying his reactions.

"Why don't you program me to fuck you then? in your snicker programming classroom?" she responded with lust in her voice.

The guy, looking over the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, laughed at her comment expecting her to just take him but- after a full on 10 seconds of nothing and a raised eyebrow from her, he commented "Oh, you're serious. Fuck- sorry"

Mary patiently awaited, letting go of his Dick as she pressed it underneath her panties, placing her hands on his chest…

-Target blood pressure rising.
-System integrity: 90% [OK]
-Primary Mission parameters: Cause the objective to ejaculate.

Mary, like a spider to a bug, had him right where she (and he for the most part) wanted him in, right under her finger. All she needed was some easy thrust for this objective to be over and move onto the next, but until then, she had to execute the mission to perfection.

"Uhhh, Mary? If, cock out true, fuck?" He said with some nervousness, half assing it due to how strange her request was, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth Mary nodded, taking her command and green light to move her black lacy panties down, standing up and quickly lowering them off, and sitting on him, reverse cowgirl.

Lou's eyes widened, feeling pleasure he had never felt before… losing his virginity with this girl he considered miles away from his league. She seemed to know perfectly what she was doing in his eyes, moving in ways he had only seen from videos and read on smut novels…

"Is this as programmed, master?" She said while she bounced on him, moving her hair out of the way behind her ear and teeth smiling, breathing out after each thrust. "Just let me take the lead on this, okay~?" she suggested, taking his hand onto hers.

He looked worried at this, looking at his hands as she took the lead. Everywhere he had seen stuff like this the man was the one doing the fucking- maybe he was doing things wrong? letting her down? Unsatisfied?! As such, he took strength from where he thought he hadn't. He pushed her sideways, rotating the both of them from top to bottom.

Now, this would've been a perfect motion if it wasn't by the fact that at the moment of Mary falling onto the floor, he pushed way too hard down, making the back of her head hit the surface of the ceramic floor even making a 'Tuck' sound.

Beforehand, he would've apologized to her, but something came over him in the heat of the encounter, thrusting into her harder and harder, hands on her shoulders as Mary seemed to have gotten herself stuck on a surprised wide eyed face.

"How is this? huh? you like it rough!?" Lou roared, pounding her sex fast, making a wet sound that echoed all over the room.

Mary kept trying to smile, yet… the hit to the back of the head, had scrambled operations in her system. Her HUD had become a mess of glitchy visuals and dead pixels, as the information struggled to be analyzed due to the hit. The entire system struggled to keep up, yet, the robot powered through, being so close to success.

"Y-yes, M-ma-master! harder-er!" The broken robot managed to get out in response, her lower motions completely seizing as it appears the communication between the modules was missing "I- Mary Reina, g-guys like youuu-"

Louie was far too concentrated in his own moment of passion to realize the mess of sentences his partner was currently spewing, pounding harder and faster until he couldn't keep it anymore and eyaculated inside of her… immediately feeling like it wasn't a good enough time. He opened his eyes "Mary- oh my god- I'm sorry, I should've maintained it more… huh?"

His eyes met with Mary, her eyes staring back at him as she kept on rambling, her head twitching to the side now and then "13, like, program me~, like, like, speech module failure, like, Mary, I-I-" she struggled to even speak, each word feeling completely separated from the last. Her words began to speed up, Louie stood up from her, now seeing the girl… malfunctioning on the floor?

-WARNING: System integrity: [NO DATA]
-FAILSAFE PROTOCOLS [UNRESPONSIVE]
-UNABLE TO SCAN TARGET
-MAINTENANCE REQUIRED.
-COMPLETE SYSTEM CRASH
-EJECTING AI MODULE…

"Program me to fuc-" and just like that she suddenly stopped, something inside of her winding down until it went completely silent… and then Boom! from her top chest a rectangular compartment with USB connectors and adapters opened up and released a green SD sized card labeled "AI" in it. Lou jumped as the card popped out, looking in disbelief as his breathing winded down… She was a robot, he fucked a robot-

All this time he believed he'd do it with his very own unit, he found himself doing it with an undercover android at his very own programming class… and then it hit him.

"I lost my fucking virginity to a robot?! Are you kidding me?" He shouted out loud, echoing on the walls and ceiling of the classroom… Now it was a matter for him to know what the hell to do now with her, this may have been a surprise, but not all surprises are bad ones… some, are even opportunities.

==Chapter 3: 100 ways to use a sexbot==

Back in the towering offices of BabeTec Electronics…

The HQ of the american division for BabeTec's sales, a business building of white and blues that shined with the light of the sun, falling down on it with clear skies. While also giving shadow to everything else beneath it. Inside, an employee in his mid 30's stood in the brownish elevator looking forward with tiredness in his eyes. His cut was short, a 2 day beard and a serious contortion to his face that would shut everyone with a single side glance. He held on tight on his left hand to a folder…

A relaxing tune came out of the walls, your typical elevator music tune. The man, who's name was David, glanced up at the corners of the elevator and raised an eyebrow over the tune choice "And here I thought the classics were dead…" He muttered to himself.

The elevator, even in its simplistic outside design reminiscent of the 80's was in fact a highly advanced, AI controlled elevator that was used by voice command… a bit excessive in David's eyes. As it reached the designated floor, with a ding, the doors opened to reveal a row of android secretaries recharging on small 'BabeTec' designated pads with their serial and model, one more stereotypically sexier than the next. Office blouse open, hugging tight the woman's massive bust, a pony tailed brunette with glasses, all wearing a pencil skirt and high heels.

The idea was that employees from the offices would each have a designated or (if you're lucky) interchangeable android secretaries for… assistance.

A voice coming from the elevator spoke in a slow, soft voice "Final. Floor." She stated robotically, each word punctuated and taken out of a database of recorded lines and sounds.

David responded "Thank you Sophie" referring to the building's AI assistant, looking up at the ceiling of the elevator where a camera was and stepped out.

"Your. Welcome. David." She responded

Yet… the gramatical mistake rubbed the man the wrong way, back tracking and looking up again with a friendly smile "Actually, Sophie. It's You're? as in, You are?"

The AI remained silent for about 3 seconds, David looking down at the camera with a beaming smile, giving up and going out before the voice simply responded "Ha.ha.ha. Oh yeah. Right. Okay" and closed the door.

He shook his head and adjusted his brown wool suit "Artificial intelligence… We should be digging more into 'intelligence' rather than 'artificiality'..." He complained under his breath, and continued on on his path to the right.

Entering through the main offices, he moved through the mits of them, seeing at his sides how computer employees, male and female, made out with obvious robot assistants while they typed on their computers, turning to see David and quickly pushing them away. He rolled his eyes and moved onwards, finally reaching the end of the small hallway and opened the door to yet another room with a sensual receptionist dressed in a 50's attire, showing her D cup bust openly and following coldly to David with her eyes. Yet another robot.

He sighed, having to play along "I'd like to have a word with mister Jenkings?" He said condicently, standing next to her and looking with raised eyebrows.

The robot smiled widely, teeth out and all as she responded "One moment please…" before immediately and not even glancing at her monitor or saying a word to her boss added "I'm sorry, mister Jenkings is currently very busy and is unable to have a word with you." She said, tilting her head with a whirr.

In frustration, David clicked his tongue and simply pressed his ear onto the door labelled with the CEO's name, hearing pleasure moans from the old man, the disappointment was written all over his face.

The secretary repeated "I'm sorry, Mister Jenkings is currently–" but was quickly silenced as David simply leaned over and pressed the shut off button located behind her ear, making all power cut off as her words drifted off and shut down, leaning over her keyboard. "Vveeeeeryyy buuussssyy…"

He then pushed the door open and in the prestige CEO office, window walls behind the desk and exotic plants on top of the carpeted floor… he found Jenkings getting a blowjob from yet another secretary unit, a black girl with short curly hair and a ridiculously short midriff blouse and tight pencil skirt that showed her pristine curves.

David stood in the entrance, Mister Jenkings, the 50 something year old CEO of the American division in his fat and white haired glory, turned over and with a roaring tone complained "What is the meaning of this intrusion?! Didn't Dolores state that I was busy?!"

Then, the secretary unit stood up from his cock, moving her hair behind her ear and looking over David "Should I call security, Master?~" She spoke, still in a sensual voice.

David reassured "I come from the marketing department. Sir. İt's urgent." he stated with a stoic voice.

The old man sighed, pulling his pants back under the table and shaking his head at his assistant. "That won't be necessary dear, rearrange our encounter… just- go back to recharge."

"Yes, sir" responded the android quickly walking off, swaying her hips side to side towards the door, David moving away from it to allow her out.

He closed the door, staring him down and walking up to him, sitting in the chairs in front of his desk. Jenking pointed, a cheeky smile on his face that raised his white Mustache.

"How's that? Hm? Pretty hot right? It's been raising employee morale by over 50%! All we had to do was reuse old models and take off their AI chip…Best thing we've done so far" He shook his head, looking away, then glanced onto him "So. What is it. You got my attention boy."

David was taken aback for a second, the room being decorated with pics of erotically dressed girls yet after short inspection, it was nothing more than old BabeTec advertising. He came back to his senses "Oh. Yeah, sorry" and opened his folder, presenting a detailed outline of a BabeTec Deluxe model, Mary. "Three days ago you agreed to pay Liberty College an absurd amount of money to allow one of our prototypes to roam around, and I quote" He took out another paper, reading in " 'Seduce and fuck their students to creare a romantic bond so the model sells due to nostalgia next year' "

David stared down at him with a squinty face while Jenkings sat, arms crossed and unmoved "Mind clearing this out for me?" Added David at the end.

The CEO looked up, standing up from his black leather chair and walking side to side in his office, looking over his window glass wall and then suddenly turning to David "You mind telling me What we sell…" he maneuvered his hand, forgetting his name

"David Walters"

"Mind telling what we sell as a company, Mister Walters?" He corrected himself, articulating with his hands.

David opened his mouth, and attempted to rethink his answer yet he decided it was accurate enough "Sex androids, sir. We sell sex androids"

Jenkings chuckled and pointed at him "Wrong. We sell 'Advanced, multi-usage, companion androids' Mister Walters…" He explained, digging every word of that definition, proudly walking over to one of the many advertising posters of the fembots. "You see this? What model is this?" he pointed at one poster of two girls in american flag bikinis partying somewhere.

David looked over and tried guessing, quickly remembering "The BabeTec FunGal?" he wasn't sure.

"Precisely" He nodded, clearing his throat and reading off the advertising's description "A rental android for your social event, gives the space a more lively experience and creates memorable times… In nowhere do we say that you can fuck it, but can we?"

David slowly nodded "We implemented the first vibration vaginal module on that model" he recalled, now landing a leg over the other. "But that doesn't explain why we would put an exclusively companion android prototype with a pseudo infiltration sub-routine out into a campus with a notorious population of software engineers, putting our hardware in jeopardy." He planted his foot down on the conversation.

Jenkings wandered on, feeling the leaves of the plant "You think the robot will get found out?" he asked

"I'm sure it will be found out, and we will have to be on trial for this shit. You, specifically, sir."

He sharply turned to David "But then, everyone will know that the hot girl they wanted to put their Dick inside is openly available for purchase in our stores… We just say that it's uhhh, girlfriend experience model!" He raised his arms and let them fall on his sides again "We win either way! Besides, the deluxe model is programmed to create an impact on her targets, most of the time, through sex."

David was at a loss for words, leaning forwards and holding his face in his hands "So…" He breathed out "You prefer to just let the Deluxe Unit fail her mission because we get to sell… more of them?"

"Basically" He said, now walking back to his seat and opening a drawer of documents and presenting them to him "Besides, it ain't our first rodeo Mister Walters. Half of these new Btubers and fucking- Tuitch Streamers and androids owned by the company. When one fucks up on stream and blows it cover we simply release the model to the public and every moron that once donated to her to say their name will buy it."

"Jesus Christ." was all he could say out loud.

"Oh yeah. We're the Apple of Domestic androids. Well, of course– before they- sold androids…" he corrected himself, placing the documents back in the drawer "Now, do you want an android secretary? I can get one for you"

"No thanks… I believe I'll keep you updated on the android's movements then?" David said, defeated, yet more relaxed than before

"Yes. And… you sure? what are you? Gay?" He said with a raspy laughter.

David blinked twice "Yes. And happily married"

The room fell quiet. Jenkings adjusting his chair and looking at him with an open gaped mouth "Oh. I'm sorry for my comment, Walters… Can I help you with anything else?"

David stooped up and shook his head, offering his hand to be shook, which Jenkins quickly reciprocated "No, thank you sir. Will keep you updated then." Then he turned around and left through the door.

The CEO sat on his chair again, twiddling his fingers on the marble table and looking at the posters. His E-mail? empty. Documents? signed… All he was left off was his thoughts… and his desk telephone.

He pushed on a button, a three chord jingle playing out "Yeah, Sophie, would you be a sweetheart and order secretary A-113 to my office…?"

*

A rush, Lou desperately took the worn and left on the ground panties ot the completely shut down android on the floor in front of him and quickly tried to pull them back on on her, the automatized process of the unit of simply put, vaccuming the cum into her storage was put on hold due to lack of commands, and as such, the cum simply oozed out on of her clit.

Lou breathed in and simply slipped the panties on her immediately getting wet underneath… making him finch, before simply hidding in under her mini skirt.

Her expression was forzen mid sentence, eyes drifting into nothing and colorless without energy. He stared down at her, her AI module still popped out to his immediate access… he couldn't take the task of hidding her let alone simply turning her back on.

Judging by her design (simple body physique) and design flaw, she was made by BabeTec- and after a crash it needed to he turned on remotely by the owner's phone app, BabeTec went out of their way to heavily advertise this, and or a manual external connection. These were all things he currently simply did not have access to… but some people he knew did

"Fuck, am I really doing this…" He muttered to himself, taking his phone out of his pocket and dialing to Jim while staring down at the busted robot, her hair dispersed all around the floor.

After some seconds later, Jim picked up "Hey, did they just pour water on you or something sticky?" he asked right off the bat.

"What? No! listen- Jim! You gotta come to the main classroom, like RIGHT NOW." His teeth grinned, gesturing with his hand and pointing where he stood.

"I'm with Chris, she was running a little late," Jim explained, looking over at her.

"Hellou~" she jumped into the phone on the same end

"What the hell did you do?" Jim asked, now more genuinely concerned.

Louie looked at Mary again, nervous to confess right away "You guys are gonna have to get here first…"

On the other end, Jim stared down the phone with a raised eyebrow, before Lou simply hung up without a single other word.

After a pair of minutes, the classroom door was knocked "Lou? hey, it's us, what the hell did you do now?!" Jim called out, standing just in front of the door, Chris standing by.

Lou unlocked the door and opened it, trying to hide Mary's body by his, holding it with one hand by the entrance.

"Louie, what the hell is going on?" Chris stepped in, trying to peek in but being quickly blocked by him.

"You gotta promise me you'll be quiet-"

Jim and Chris looked at eachother, non verbally agreeing that he had definitely killed the girl or something of the sorts, yet, they turned and in support of his friend nodded at once. Then and only then, did Lou pushed them inside and closed the door behind them locking it as fast as they got in.

"There. Here's what happened" Lou pointed, glancing over them to find equally astonished faces on them.

"I- I'm at a loss for words." Jim blinked, without even looking he went into his bag and pulled out a 20$ bill and handed it to Chris who took it in equal shock.

"You guys betted over this?!"

Chris' eyes lit up in glitter, gasping in air as she resisted the urge to squeel at the sight of a real android girl "OhmygoOhmygodOhmygooood!!!!" She said, holding her backpack tight and smiling as much as she could.

Jim, ignoring the robot for a second, moved over to Lou, holding his shoulder "We did it as a joke- I mean… She just was asking to give me 20 bucks but- Fuck man, what the hell is this?? How the hell did you carsh a sex robot?"

His eyes darted to the floor, going up and meeting with his friend's as a nervous laugh comes out "Remember that design flaw I said all BabeTec model's have?"

Chris, who had already slid down to the floor to closely inspect the robot gasped once more at the mention of the company "An AI android made by BabeTec?!? Are you kidding?! these are worth a fortune!" Then she quickly began to open her bag, taking out her trusty laptop and a connecting cable.

The guys turned to her, tilting their heads. Jim spoke out "How do you know she has an AI?"

While preparing her laptop she simply stopped, pointing at the popped off chip with white elongated letters over a green background that read 'A.I.' giving enough of a response for the pair "But also because, she wanted you to think she was a real girl, she was uploaded with an infiltration subroutine! only AI controlled systems can use those due to the great influx of data and possible improvisation involved~ A CPU or command based android would simply fail to keep up"

Lou nods along, bringing a hand to his chin "So- why would BabeTec put an android here anyways?"

"Free publicity." Jim answered from the top of his head, yet knowing, having heard enough from them from the news and Louie that he felt it was correct.

"Yeah" Lou agreed

"Sounds about right" Chris raised her shoulders, going back to set up her laptop, connectin it straight into opened port on Mary's top chest.

Jim walked behind her, kneeling and reading the lines of code she wrote being sent into the connected devise "You're rebooting her? What if an alarm blars off or something?"

With a prideful adjustment of her glasses, Chris turned to him and smirked "We're hacking her first~ she'll be ours before she even turns on"

Lou turned sharply, walking up to her, worried "Are you crazy? They must be monitoring her software already- Besides, most likely the college is in it too, we can't just use her as a service robot!" he complained while Chris continued typing away.

Jim crossed his arms "Don't worry about it, her frame is the same cheap design from old models to even be tracked it seems… besides, weren't you the one talking about buying a fembot or something?"

"Yeah, I was piggybacking on that so I could do my research on live AI. Now you get one for free and I'm involved? Come on. Besides, you already fell for her, haven't you?~" She said, poking the top of Mary's right tit with a finger.

He thought about it for a second, holding himself and wandering in circles for some seconds before letting out a tired grunt "God damn it… Fine, just set her up, okay?"

The girl sitting on her PC raised a thumbs up, adjusting her glasses as she finished setting up the boot up sequence for Marin, now and then looking over the robot's bust pressing on itself at her left… visually turning red herself. As the code was complete she stopped, bringing a finger to her lower jaw and squinting at the screen.

"I must be forgetting something…?"

Jim chirped in, reading over the code with some ease "What? everything looks in order to me"

Then, Chris looked over the exposed chip, hitting herself on the side of the head due to forgetting such an important part of her cut for this. Disconnecting it, immediately the computer showed how a boot up was impossible and wrote in red letters a request to reintroduce an AI chip back into the frame. She then held it up to fingers, the guys looking over it.

"The AI chip? what about?" Lou asked, raising an eyebrow "You do know she can't work without it right–?"

Jim rolled his eyes at his comment "Of course she knows dumbass. If she keeps the AI chip intact the bot will rat us out as soon as we turn her back on due to programming, right?"

Chris glanced over him, pressing her lips and denied with her head. She then moved the chip in diagonal and with the sharp edge at the edge of her other hand's nail she slid forwards a protuberance on the chip's design, miniscule to the naked eye. She then placed it back into the slot, holding it for her as she pushes it back inside of her, now her system waiting for the package to be booted into itself to initiate.

She then, smirked "I put her AI from read to write~" she raised her shoulders "She wouldn't be able to rat out her designated owners even if she was programmed to after the new code I added."

Lou looked shocked "Read and write?" gasp "Like a T-800??"

"Of course, like a T-800! Most of her design is already basically a Terminator in a fucked up strange way" Chris scolded, flaring her arms up "Now, instead of creating code based on a programmed code, she'll be able to~ uhm~ create decisions and~ opinions based on memory data AND programming~" she said, her face turning red and fantasizing in real time about it.

The boys just stared at her as she did this, they'd gotten used to her fantasizing towards AI's, to the point where this isn't weird anymore.

She cleared her throat, taking the laptop "Anyways- let's just get her back online before the class starts… I don't wanna have to explain what a naked girl is doing lying on the floor…" And with that, she hit enter, launching a boot up sequence in Mary's system.

Her body whirred in place, staring at the ceiling with a frozen smile, her eyes slowly regaining color as her vision flickered to life.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary" online
>Forceful shutdown detected in last session. Assessing…

In her Heads Up Display a scan of her own inner frame showed up, highlighting in red the back of her head where her CPU was located, her system assigning the damage as "Mid Session Hardware dislocation" and after a short system analysis no further errors were found.

>AI module located. Integrating
>Current Mission: Seduce and fuck student count | Obey administration commands added to subtasks

Her eyes began to move, looking up and down to assess her current location, meeting gazes with Lou, Jim and Chris, all of their faces being ID'd in a matter of seconds, their identities being changed and needing to be updated, all of them showing up as administrators to her, plus, Lou being indicated as 'Previous Target'

She smiles sweetly, still without moving "Like, hello there!" She bubbly greets "How may I be useful to you?" She says individually looking at each of them with her usual smile.

A wave of relief goes down Lou's pine as she seems to at least not he busted, he passes by Jim and stands in front of Mary, asking a rather pointless question "So, how do you feel?"

Mary stares for some seconds as suddenly a low tone beeping comes out of her "I am a machine, I am like, unable to feel. Query does not compute!" She responds rather enthusiastically. The robot then positions her legs, pushing her spine forwards in a complete inhuman way to stand herself up, finally towering right next to the trio, looking at them in an equal interval of time, before tilting her head slightly down, a warning popping up on her HUD.

>WARNING: Indecent attire detected
>Liquid leak in pelvic sector. Assessment: System Crash before proper closing protocols.

She then carefully and precisely accommodates her clothing and internally stores the semen inside her synthetic womb, making the dripping from between her legs suddenly stop as she finishes accommodating herself in less than 20 seconds. She then looks again and the trio "How can I be of service?" She asks again.

Mary's response to Lou makes him awkwardly uncomfortable, making him smile in a weird way "W-well, Mary… Why are you being so open about being a robot?" He asks half nervously.

"I am programmed to assess BabeTec representatives as the machine that I am, only if that does not damage my ongoing mission"

Jim intervenes "That mission being?"

Mary blinks rapidly "Seduce and Fuck the targeted student count." She smiles brightly as she responds. There is a non chalantness, shame nor regret in how she communicates about her functions, simply smiling at the person she is supposed to talk to. There is a silence from the group as they interchange glances, before Mary comes again "According to an analysis over your ages based on face ID and AI speech parameters, that is the best way I calculated to explain my mission"

"Y-yeah, that was a given" Lou interrupts "But is there a reason why you'd be given that mission to begin with?"

Her smile disappears "Information classified."

"Again, It's for a publicity stunt, Lou." Jim jumps in as she finishes her sentence.

"N-no it's not!!" Mary insists desperately.

Chris giggles a bit in excitement, the mere presence of an AI is enough to get her fired up "She cares about her mission! It is as if it was hardwired into her…" She reaches to touch Mary's cheeks in a fit of curiosity over her reactions, the robot simply looks towards her in the same place she stood in, blinking every once in a while as she just completely allows the girl to touch her smooth silicone face.

"Welp" Jim claps, making everyone jump by the echo of the sound, except of course, Mary, who simply turned her attention at him "We need to move, and a randevu point"

Chris thought to herself, crossing her arms and staring intently at the floor before uttering "We need a place that is silent, where there aren't a lot of people and we can easily access the four of us…"

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The sound of papel sheets being rumbled and the sound of old, moldy wooden floor creaking echoed around the group, sitting in a rectangular white table with piles of books next to their bags placed on top of it. Mary on the other hand, checked out the tall bookshelves filled to the brim with old dusty academic encyclopedias and old comics from decades back, analyzing and now and then taking one or another excitedly onto her hands and inspecting their insides, flying through pages in a matter of seconds.

Lou looked in discontent at Chris, before a cloud of dust flew near his face, instantly puffing him up and making him sneeze on the spot. Chris was looking over the blonde robot, curiously taking notes on what she did with the books with a wide smile on her face.

"The old library? Really? This was your best idea?" Lou complained in whispers, leaning in closer, his voice raspy and upset.

Without paying a lot of attention or even eying him back, laser focused on her new experiment subject, Chris nodded "It's only logical Lou, we're four generations after millennials dude. In a post-modern, post technological era first world country… No one uses Books anymore…"

Mary, with a blue and run down trigonometry book in her hands turned over their directions "Like, I am! Look!" She said, presenting her current read "It's such a simple yet inefficient design… And it's filled with irrelevant information about my mission. I can see how they became obsolete"

Between the two, Jim sat arms closed actually reading one of the books about general engineering, looking up with a raised eyebrow and groaning, placing the book atop the table "You guys make me sad. And no, Mary. Books are important parts of human culture and information"

Mary blinked twice and nodded, going back to staring at the rows and rows of books in front of her and at her reach.

Sitting in his chair with his back bended down in a strange defeated Stance, Louie twindled his hands in place as he still struggled to come to terms with the fact that all of this was even real, he had been thinking about this moment for so long he never actually considered what he would do when it happened. He adjusted his throat and leaned in on the table, calling Chris' attention "So… what do we start with? you know… experimentation for the thesis."

"Experiments?" Mari peeked in between them, pressing her waist over the table in such a casual yet obviously calculated way that her visible bust was presented to both of them, while her curves on her backside accentuated even more… There was an aura of unapologetic sexuality about her whole existence at all times. "I do not understand. My frame is in perfect condition"

Chris smiled at herz patting her head "Oh, no no! it is not about software or hardware! we just wanna know about what you can do!"

Jim rolled his eyes at this, his arms crossed and sitting leaned back on his chair "I do wonder what a sex robot can do…" He mocked.

"You can do a lot of things with me~" Mary winked at him with a giggle, pushing her hair behind her ear

With a raised eyebrow he simply stated "I'm not sexually interested in you. You are a prop for me to graduate"

"Y-you don't have to talk to her like that!" Lou protested between stutters, turning to Mary "Don't bother, Jim is not really… into anyone"

Mary simply sat there, staring deep into Lou's eyes with a null expression as soft rumbling came out from inside the robot's skull, processing his comment. He struggled to maintain eye contact with her, nevertheless.

"Does not compute, I am irresistible, that is what I am designed to be"

The group sighed, all in a different tone of annoyance, admiration and shame respectively.

"Anyways! What can you do with a Sex robot?" Chris said with pen and paper on hand

Mary's eyes hald closed and her smile became a sultry smirk as her hand reached into her blouse to-

"THAT ISN'T SEX, MARY" Chris stopped her before she could continue, the bot blinking twice mid movement of her fingers as she readjusts her clothes.

"Gee… you're making this like, hard?" Mary complained with a finger up to her chin "I'm programmed to obey orders… I require detailed instructions tho" she smiled again.

Jim slowly reached into his pocket and out of it pulled out a smartphone, delicately placing it in the middle of the table towards Mary, the group looking at it in conjunction. Jim then leaned back on his chair again, smirking at the busty bimbo, hands on each pocket.

"Phone Prank. Easiest Turing test available as well as a nice demonstration on how creative her AI can be in improvisation… also something Lou needs to see"

_

Some time after some organization, the three of them were standing around Mary, sitting on the front of the table with Jim's phone on her right hand tightly on her ear, staring forwards as the phone beeped awaiting the call to be picked up.

"Any minute now, you know the objective?" Lou asked the bot, holding his notepad on hand, his eyes parking up towards the bot's plastic face.

She simply turned and nodded, the phone still on her hand "I must like, prank him. Yes"

On her other side Jim already internally regretted his own idea the second she spoke, but nevertheless, continued on, placing a hand on chris' shoulder as she patiently expected to see her to improvise in real time.

The other end was nothing but the trusty family pizzeria the guys would split up during study sessions, of course, the place already knew them, yet the usage of a separate phone number gave them somewhat of an edge on a true and genuent reaction of a human in contrast with a robot… Chris held pen and paper in her hand, with the intention of writing down the discoveries they made, whatever they may be.

The phone rang, Mary held herself up straight facing forwards as she held the phone delicately over her presumably silicone based earlobe, blinking in a perfect interval of 3 seconds, until suddenly the faint speech of a poorly paid and overworked and tired teen could be heard over the other side.

"Hello, welcome to 'pizza-familia' . How can we serve you today…" Said with a noticeable voice crack in the middle of the sentence.

Without missing a beat, Mary replies with a straight face "What are you wearing, hot stuff?."

…

…

It took a total of 5 seconds before the sound of the call being hung up was heard.

Chris looked down at her notepad and after she struggled to come up with something up in it, she gave up and put the notepad down on the table.

"Mary. What the hell was that?" Jim queries,

The bot placed the phone on the table and efficiently turned her attention at the designated admin speaking to her.

"I executed my order"

"...You tried to seduce him?"

"Correct. I like, looked up a series of definitions of pranks and found that sexual pranks are found to be one of the most viewed and the area my system and design specializes in the most." the bot went on in a one breath tirade, smiling "I was simply being efficient."

Chris coughed "I'd call that something else-"

Lou, who had been holding his face, finished sliding them down his cheeks and sighs "Guys- we gave her incomplete orders, you know? the first mistake you can make with a robot?"

"I just assumed her AI was better"

Mary blinked twice, her smile fading for a second "BabeTec makes the best mass produced adaptive A.I. modules in like, the whole market!"

"That's scripted on her"

Lou groaned, taking the bot's hand and holding it on his and delicately looking at her plastic face, returning the glance in a synthetically confused expression.

"Prank the target in a way that makes him think you are both human, and doesn't realize he is in a joke until the end"

The bot's camera eye lenses focused in and out on her admin's eyes, her CPU processing the request and formulating an action tree based on the specifications given. As she was done, her HUD updated.

>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe unit Desig. Mary
>Primary objective: Seduce and Fuck student count [on hold]
>>Current command: Prank [esc%]
>>Script formulated.

"I require a new phone." Mary said in an almost monotone tone, Chris quickly yet defeatedly gave up hers in a quick swoop from her pocket to the table and Mary took it.

As naturally as she could be, she recalled the same number and placed the phone on her ear the same way as before, this time, her expression was null, unsettling even Jim by raising an eyebrow on the other end, yet, even he was engaged in this. Lou proudly closed in, hoping to hear both sides of the conversation.

The phone began to ring, sending a way of unsettling energy on the trio as they all jumped on edge. The bot still held herself in the same pose and expression, not bothering with the rest's excitement, even if they would occasionally bump her by accident-.

"Hello, uh, welcome to family-pizza, where we make actual family made pizzas. How can we totally… uh, familiarize you today?" Said that same teen from before, his supposed script sounding as if he was on the verge of puking on the other end.

Mary blinked and slightly perked upwards, her expression remaining null "Hi! good day, uh, gosh, I would like a big pizza with meat? like, chicken and such?" She says in a surprisingly lively and nervous tone "Would that be okay?"

On the other end, the rattling of paper could be heard as the guy held the phone on his shoulder and wrote down the order. "Large pizza? We got those on 13 bucks currently, we are doing a promotion with a large soda for 2 dollars more, would you be interested?"

Even as she stared blankly, she simulated some sort of hesitance "Hmm, yeah! sure! why not? Oh, almost forgot, like, my friend works there? she actually gave me this number… I was wondering if you could find her?"

The teen chuckled and his tone lit up "Oh really? that's so interesting, what's their name?" He asked looking over behind him on the other side of the phone call.

"Candance" Mary replies, immediately the group's mouth open up in unison, a gasp escaping their mouths as the machine flawlessly transitions from the order to the joke, setting up a true classic of the start of the millenium in bait and switch pranks.

The teen nods "Candance what?"

"Canandeez dick fit in your mouth" She ended, hanging up right after a split second of unadulterated frustration and anger from the man. The bot placed the phone down and went back to being all smiles "Is this satisfactory?"

Lou and Jim looked with their jaws down, alongside Chris who hyperventilate into an explosion of laughter and joy, standing up and closing in to hug Mary as she continued to laugh and rejoice. The robot's eyes perked wide open as the interaction seemed to confuse her system for a second before eventually defaulting to a gleeful smile.

"Mary! That was awesome!" Chris congratulated holding her shoulders.

The sexbot nodded, flicking her golden hair strands behind her ear "I am glad you like, found it enjoyable. How can I continue to serve?"

"I believe that's a good enough display… that was almost eerie, I worry for the future generations-" Jim lamented, chuckling surprised

Chris pointed at Lou, making him jump "You!" She stated "Im taking your programming suggestions from now on"

"But I'm the one studying hardware" pointed Jim to himself "What if her frame is unable to understand the programming?"

Mary looked at him again with that same expression from way back, blinking rapidly "BabeTec makes the-"

"Yeah yeah, the best A.I. whatever, we know!"

Lou's face went red as he was praised by Chris, his eyes naturally darting back to Mary as she smiled at him, attentively staring him down. "W-well, we can definitely get more info data that way… If we continue experimenting, that is"

"Are you kidding? Of course we are continuing! She's right there!" she argued with fiery excitement in her voice "But- oh shit" She looked at her clock "We kinda need to figure out how we are keeping her on check after hours."

Jim glanced over at Louie with a raised eyebrow, silently impling him to do it

Chris held silence and an awkward expression "...I kinda live with my parents still? I can't bring a robot home, little less a sexbot… it'd be breaking my parents three fourths of what I'm into."

"...U-uh-" Lou looked at Jim, who crossed his arms.

"I'm not sleeping anywhere near that thing. Nevertheless, seeing her loop around my place." he leaned closer, like a parent telling their kid after they failed a test "You live by yourself, you like 'bots and you are the closest to the school"

Mary perked in, her air waving back and forth as she closed in her head towards Lou "Taking that info like, it is the most efficient action"

Lou's face turn red, breathing heavy and steady…

"fuck, ok."

==Chapter 4: Parnership==

The sounds of the bustling city, cars honking, people chit chatting outside in restaurant tables filled the scene around David, smoking a cigar at the side of the road with a brown briefcase on his left hand. He wore an elegant bluish dark suit with a white dress suit underneath, his tired and nonchalant look completed the look of most BabeTec officials on negotiation runs: one of utter disgust.

He had been called to represent the company on a business route he had not been given much info on yet, puffing a cheap cigar in between his left index and middle finger as he waited for one of the company provided vehicles to give him way. He was right in front of the building, even turning around and looking up at the company logo plastered on the office windows in it to confirm he didn't confuse it, always being proven wrong.

Many cars from the company had passed by him already, frustrating him more and more as they passed by.

"...I'm going to be late at this rate" He said to himself with a sigh.

A couple more cars passed by before he simply threw the rest of the cigar on the floor and stepped on it with his glistening black shoes until it was lit down, taking out his phone and reading a message that made him raise an eyebrow.

'Development on the Deluxe unit'

His finger flew above the message to open it, before in the corner of his eyes he saw a car had stopped in front of him, driven by a young girl in her mid 20's with brown hair in a ponytail in a suit much like his.

He stared at her, putting his phone out, and standing there… waiting for her to step out of the car. She did the same, yet he felt she was just waiting for him to get in instead- that friendly smile plastered on her face said it all.

The girl leaned into the window and looked over closely before she spoke "Excuse me, sir, are you perhaps David Walbergs?"

"Walters. I suppose Jenkings sent you?"

The girl nodded happily "Indeed!" she then extended her arm through the window for a handshake "I am BabeTec Electronics INT-091, but you can call me Vannie!"

David's eyebrows fell down into a frown, not moving an inch to suggest interest in her handshake.

"You're a bot?"

"Uh-huh! Intern model, activated a week ago!" She responds enthusiastically.

The mere thought that they were now even making intern fembots killed more of his faith in… hell, humanity. But it quickly faded away, as he quickly let it slip as it was something he inevitably sas coming from this company.

He glanced over her hand, surprisingly still expecting a handshake and with a sigh gave up and went ahead and took it, feeling that particular coldness from her synthskin.

"David Walters. I suppose you are driving."

"That is loaded into my orders, sir!"

David opened the fancy black car's door and sat in the copilot seat, looking forwards and placing his suitcase delicately beside his feet. The bot went ahead and immediately restarted the car, passing through the building's streets as David simply stared forwards, half expecting her to crash to get some insurance money, or finally sue the company… but what a bother that'd be.

"Sir, " Vannie perked, her eyes still on the road. "What is in the suitcase, if I may ask"

David rolled his eyes "Why would you need to know, bo- uh, Vannie"

She crossed the street, now going into a highway into the outskirts of the city "Protocols, sir, My system is required to know about inventory to correctly assist you"

"Don't bother, I don't need your help" He crossed his arms.

Vannie turned for a second to look his way inside an interval of silence "Sir, seatbelts"

David looked her way with a raised eyebrow, before complying and putting it on.

"...It's just some company info from past months that might come in useful for the negotiations with- whoever we are working with this time" He gave up and explained, looking out the window at his right to see the city from the elevated grounds of the highway.

The metropolis he worked in had slowly through the years grown more and more in sky-scrapers and hotels, but more importantly, more and more factories and warehouses taking a hold of once population filled areas, filling the sky with this gray aura as more factories got in.

"Beautiful day, ain't that right sir?" Vannie spoke once more, that smile always on her face "According to the weather forecast, it will rain later on today, we should be quick with the negotiations."

He groaned, yet he had to deal with her anyways "Who are we negotiating with anyways? And stop calling me sir… David works."

Vannie looked over at him while driving, nodding "Understood David! I apologize if I made you uncomfortable!"

"Eyes on the road"

The bot obliges, her neck letting out a whirr as she does so a bit too fast "And to answer your query, we are negotiating a merge with Jonathan-Land"

David's eyes widened, turning his whole body as soon as the name of that damn park hit his ears "What? that mafia dump? Has BabeTec fallen that low?"

The bot blinked twice in a quick succession before droning out "BabeTec is the highest android distributer on the country, setting example of value and versativity on each of their units."

"No time for scripts! We are negotiating with a mob!"

Vannie, after breaking out of the scripted trance, giggled "No worries, David. That is why I was assigned to assist you. I am programmed to protect you."

David immediatly laughed at the suggestion "Oh woah, I immediatly feel safer now!"

Vannie held the car's wheel with firery pride "I'm glad!" She innocently replied.

David could've easily chosen to destroy the bot's synthetic innocence with a single statement, yet he instead decided to worringly side glance Vannie as she drove along, not a care inside that metal skull of hers.

-

The trip continued smoothly in silence, David thinking how the hell he was going to make the negociation work inside his thoughts while Vannie now and then would comment on the road or some data that crossed her system.

After some time in the highway they passed through a tunnel of yellowish inner lights until they reached the other side into a more green area, filled with parks and rural areas in the distance.

"Have you gone to this park before, David"

For the sake of it he obliged her question "We've come before, a guy got jerked off in the park bathroom by the automated tour guide." He chuckled "Negotiations didn' t go anywhere, place's a mess"

"Well, I've been calculating different merging options ever since I was assigned this mission" She raises a finger and continues driving without much difficulty "Humans are easy to please when their higher needs are met. Besides, currently this is my highest priority"

He scoffed at her "And keeping me safe?"

"Second priority." She stated without hesitation

"Huh…" He even felt insulted by it, and so, in a fit of pettiness he turned to her with a hypothetical "So if my life was put into the negotiation in turn for the merge to happen… you would give me in"

The bot fell silent, from where he stood he could hear the rumbling of her circuits as she processed the question, her expression turning blank as she then now and then blinked. The car began drifting slowly to the side, so much so David didn't notice… until Vannie took her hands out of the wheel to bring them up to her arm and chin! Striking a default thinking pose mid driving.

David in a rush of energy, stabilized the car from the co-pilot seat as it almost went into the other lane, inches away from crashing against incoming traffic.

"Huh! That's a tough one, David…" Vannie said to herself as if in a trance, the rumbling continuing inside of her.

"That's not gonna mattern if I die right now!" He yelled at her face.

Then after some more seconds of chaotic car drifting she came back to her senses and placed her hands on the wheel again.

"Oopsies!" She noted, giving David time to sit back and breathe heavily "It seems that question puts a strain on my circuits! Nevertheless, if that were to happen I am unable to put your life in harm's way!"

His head slowly turned in anger, giving her a death glare as his arms crossed, trying to find the words to explain the irony in her statement.

"I'm driving on our way back, that's an order."

-

After reaching their destination, they parked in the outskirts of the park's entrance, hearing the fanfare and music in the distance as they walked side by side. Vannie stared at David from behind, that friendly smile on her face as her hips swayed… a bit too much for a simple walk cycle.

Passing by the almost abandoned looking parking lot, with the exception of one or two equally dressed and looking bots; fried out in the middle of the road, functioning as traffic control, the duo reached the entrance, seeing the ridiculously busty short golden haired bots on the front gate.

David stepped in front of one of them, the one that looked most functional, and adjusted his throat, looking around him to dissimulate.

The bended forward robotic girl began to perk up with violent and air piercing whirring from her servos as it came to life, raising her arms in a friendly way, whirring as much as last time.

"W-W-Welco-ccome to J-johnattan L-land!" The bot struggled to state, her voice box glitching throughout the sentence "A-aadult-ts 50 d-dollars, c-children 25. A-andrrroids go i-in freee"

David found the pricings outrageous for the type of entertainment this place was known for, cheap over sexualized reprogrammed fembots walking around dressed as popular characters from media that undoubtedly people want to fuck… And some just do it. It has become an untold rule that if you ask any bot in the park, they will do whatever you tell them, not because they are supposed to, but rather because they are so cheap that they forgot to disable the universal obey any order given by a human that most domestic androids have, with limitations of course.

As such, the park has become a center for people to get an easy hook up with a robot, that and… homeless paradise. Rumors had it that it was run by actual robots, but companies knew it was merely a mafia's money laundry scheme.

Vannie's eyes lit up in excitement, even through their plastic glossiness, david had to admit they looked real enough "Androids can get in for free?! That's such an inclusive and nice idea!"

David looked over her "The entrance is free for everyone, there's no security"

The entrance robot perked in "O-o-our Seccurittty is t-top Notc-ch!"

"Why do bots get so overly defensive when you insult their affiliation?" He sighed, adjusting his throat after leaning on the counter "We're here for a merging negotiation with the owner, they said they've inside"

The bot's head buzzed with electricity, looking up at the sky as apparently she looked up a scheduled meeting. David moisterized his lips and began tapping on the counter as he waited, meeting eyes with Vannie as she obediently stood next to him and awaited commands… smiling at him.

"M-meeting founnnd! Y-y-You mustt be B-babeTec R-repressssentat-tives!" The bot perked up after around 20 seconds on searching "P-please e-enter!" as soom as the words excited her mouth a little bar door lit green, giving them freeway inside.

Moving in they were able to see the side body of the counter robot… being completely naked in the lower half, with written names and drawings, alongside vulgar comments about her sex, filling most of her lower frame. Continuing on, some standby bots roamed around aimlessly in costumes too much on the showing side, leaving too little to the imagination.

They stroke poses and wave at invicible crowds, accidentally meeting stares with Vannie and David, who simply passed by them. Vannie though, kept taking in the argulably cheap scenery, consisting to the most part of cardboard cutouts or the regular wooden walling of the different houses for the attractions.

"Look at this place! I'm sure humans have lots of fun in a place like this!" She happily went about, holding her own synthetic excitement.

David raised an eyebrow "You weren't kidding when you said you were turned on a week ago" He jokingly said "If the merge goes well we will actually put this place in better hands, otherwise… I'd advice you take care and not interact much with the other units"

She leaned over with a whirr, looking at him face to face as they walked "Are you worrying about me, David?"

"No" He brubtly answered "If you break they take the repairs off my pay count" And then just walked on faster.

"Oh… Understood!"

Internally, Vannie had a list of interaction tresholds she had been expecting to accomplish to become closer to her partner, not even passing through the first one yet, to make them care about unit's safety.

Getting deeper they eventually reach the center of the circle that makes up the park, organized with an artistic fountain flowing around polished rock floor of red and blue colors in patterns, and standing in front of it was a girl with a long blue skirt and dress, light orange fox ears perking over her matching colored hair.

İnitially both David and Vannie believed her to be yet another park robot, but upon closer inspection, the robot was too well dressed and taken care of in comparison for it to be anything but a big deal.

The intern android walked up to the fox girl, smirking in an adorable smug expression as she fluttered her eyelashes with soft whirring coming out of the movement.

"David. Look! She's functional!" She pointed out, turning around to look at him with doggy eyes "Do I have permission to interact with her now?"

He crossed his arms, ignoring the question "Excuse me, bot. We need your boss?"

The fox girl gave one step forwards, the wind easily and comedically raised her skirt up and showed the entirety of her panties with little to no effort, as well as her ingnoring the fact as a whole "Boss?? You must be mistaken! I am Redmi! The altar fox-girl that protects the land of Jonathan-land!"

David rolled his eyes as he appeared to cross paths with a scripted android, the ones the despised the most. The type that is genuinely convinced or otherwise is unable to act in a different way that isn't that they are a character.

"Cool, can you plea-"

The fox girl whirred as she stroke yet another pose, rising an arm in the air with fury and confidence in her eyes "Long ago! A delicate fox merged with the body of a girl in love with Johnattan-land! and that is the origin of Redmi!"

"ok, but can you plea-"

"PROTECTRESS OF THE SACRED FOUNTAIN OF POWER AND FAITH, THAT GIVES POWER TO JOHNATTAN-LAND AND DRINKS TO ITS INHABITANTS!" she pationantly spoke over him, her synthetic voice sounding as if she was on the verge of tears.

Vannie winked at David, taking Redmi by the shoulders "Don't worry boss! I got this~" She then delicately took out a connection cable from the back of her neck and connected it to Redmi in one movement, her expression never seeming weirded out or uncomfortable. Redmi's eyes opened wide, computerized whirring from both units being slightly heard as they just stood there for some seconds.

After some time, they both blinked at the same time and Redmi turned towards Vannie, focused for once "...Boss?? Why didn't you say that before! Units must help each other!! Follow me!" The cable disconnected off the back of her neck, and the fox girl ran north, her fluffy tail perked up, yet again giving view of her wide ass.

"...Not bad, robot." David commented to Sammie, a genuent smile meeting hers.

She saluted him "Just doing my job" And continued following him and redmi. As he passed her she whispered "My existence has been justified…"

The fox continued sprinting at a steady pace, the pair not bothering much in meeting her speed. They reached the end of the semi grass area and saw car tracks at the end, a gate segregating the areas accordingly. The foxbot stopped near the entrance and looked back them.

"My sensors say we're close to my master! Hurry up!"

Vannie looked at David, silently asking for permission to run, to which with a sigh, he complied, making the bot gleefully step up her pace meeting Redmi at the gate, David reaching shortly after.

She began walking backwards as she modulated with her hands, mantaining eye contact with them "They are reaaaally close by! So let's g–"

CRASH!!!

A car coming from the left of them suddenly crashes into the fox android, making her frame bounce back and fly for a couple of seconds before hitting the ground with a thud and staying there… vacant eyes starting to nowhere. The wheels of the car whined against the pavement, bouncing a bit by the recoil of the brakes.

"YEELP!" Vannie jumped, grabbing onto David as even he was surprised by the sudden turn of events. "Redmi noooooo!;; " She cried with genuent sadness.

"...What the fuck?" David muttered, his eyes wide opened.

From the car, a man wearing a onesie black with white stripes cloth shirt stepped out. Had barely any hair and a beard, white as a vampire and skinny as if he was bound to die of lack of nutrients. He quickly ran to the front of the car and completely ignored the bot on the floor, rather giving attention to the front of the car as he sat on his knees.

He spoke with a thick foreign accent "Ah! Good thing, not a scratch!" He held his chest in relief, now finally looking over Redmi on the floor for about… 1,5 seconds before looking over David and Vannie "Ah yes, you must be BabeTeck people. Good good, I got message you here, I came with my car"

David, with Vannie still holding onto him nodded "...I can see that" He finally pushed the bot out, her servos whining in response "So uh, you're Johnattan"

The man laughed, hitting his leg as he shook his hand "Close! In native language Ivan, in english, Johnhattan yes?"

Vannie held herself, adjusting her suit "Redmi;; "

Ivan looked back at the bot behind him and scoffed, waving his hand "No worry over that, memory goes to the cloud and then to new body, it's ok" He stood up, adjusting his back "So? Business talk?"

After some seconds of silence, David groaned to himself, holding the bridge of his nose and made his way to the man.

-

They were led to a small office room, one lone room hidden in the back of one of the actractions up north of the park, some kind of hyper reality attraction. The Lightbulb above them flickered as it struggled to keep itself lit after Ivan pushed the button, walking passed the small decor of the room to seat on his letter chair, which whinned as he slowly went back, placing his hands on the back of his head. David felt somewhat of familiarity, specifically with the boss of the company that he answered to… He adjusted his throat, placing the briefcase he had been carrying the entirety of the trip on the table he stat on.

David and Vannie stood parallel to each other, sitting at the same time mostly due to Vannie's intent of copying and learning from what she saw from her partner, her eyed always darting back to him with a soft whirr.

"We've been told you finally decided to merge" Opened Vannie, much to David's dismay. She smugly placed an arm on top of eachother and two fingers on her chin "Would you like to tell us why?"

Ivan looked at her funny, chuckling "This is not interrogation, no?" He questioned, closing his chair to the table.

David breathed deeply and placed a hand between Vannie and the conversation, indirectly telling her to be quiet. "Excuse my android partner. This is… her first negotiation. Although, I must admit I also find myself curious over why would you suddenly change your mind over 2 years of negotiations later"

The man took the question to mind, nodding slowly, biting his lip as he… cleaned his teeth with a finger? "Business not good" He raised his shoulders in defeat "My employee's quit the park and I've been using it for, uh, almost forgot"

He reached into his cabinet case, sliding it open with a creek. They both recoiled a bit, Vannie placing herself over David as her system considered the movement a possible thread to him, a gun? perhaps?. He took out a piece of paper, looking over at the pair with a raised eyebrow

"Slow down people! It's an NDA" he reached both hands up "We're negotiating!"

"Huhhh! Understood." Vannie nodded, sitting back straight, her hands on her lap. David turned to her confused by her sudden change, getting a simple smile in response.

The paper was placed and rotated, slided forwards to David. His eyes darted down at it, readinging in his mind at full before he took a pen from his jacket and signed it at the bottom. Ivan took it back and adjusted his throat.

"The mafia business doesn't make the same money as before. Today's day and age is all about robots" He casually said, sitting back and fiddling his fingers "It's cheaper to be backed up by a big robotics company on the money laundering than actually laundering the money"

Vannie's eyes opened wide "S-sir! You just admitted to a crime??"

Without much time he answered "Yeah, so? NDA. Besides, we got dirt on your manufacturer too… I'm making you choose between perestroika and Nuclear Fallout for our companies"

He had a point, even if the park began as a laundering scheme it was beginning to morph into a legitimate form of business… even if wrongly founded. David scratched his beard "I suppose you want help with your… robots"

He shook his head "That is the least of our problems. After electricity became extremely cheap after the rich deemed it necessary, and the Android Market became saturated because of the same reason, to make and sell androids is extremely easy. I just want people to take care of the park itself."

David opened the briefcase, among the paperwork, Vannie peaked interest in some pictures he had inside… of apparently him and someone else smiling to the camera, she squinted, beginning to analyze by herself as she sat back. He took out some charts and placed them for him.

"İ'm legally obligated to show you how our business is doing, ensure you health coverage over the merge and a vote in the company-"

Ivan spoke over him "All I want is enough income for me to do whatever I want without working, and keeping a stable collection of bots to… play with. You figure it out with your boss whatever that is, the second you break that, I'm out and I give park to another company…" He reached into the cabinet again, taking three sealed letters with logos of rival fembot companies.

"That's… not very business-y, sir" Vannie raised a finger. "Perhaps- "

"Deal" Answered David.

"DEAL!!" Vannie perked up with him.

They then shook hands, Ivan smirking the whole way through. As that happened, the door opened wide, another robot looking exactly the same as Redmi stepped in with a tray of expensive looking food.

"Sssssiiiiir! Food's heeeere~!"

He chuckled, looked over at his clock "Ha! Look at the time, it's already lunch… Finished just in time! Nastarovia my friends!" He laughed as the tray was served on the table.

The intern held her hands together and gleefully celebrated Redmi's return in silence, embarrassing David more.

-

Back on the road, on their way back. David on the wheel with Vannie sitting straight with her seatbelt on a tight hold of her frame. They've been quiet for a while, cut by the occasional sniffing from David. As they were caught inside highway traffic, Vannie saw the opportunity to speak just as they moved a tad forwards.

"You're gay!"

The car stopped harshly, almost crashing into the one in front, cars behind them honked at them, making David turn and nod to try and appease them… He then paid attention to Vannie.

"How the hell do you know that?" he grinded his teeth, holding the wheel with force.

Vannie spoke without shame or fear "The picture in your briefcase!" She pointed to it in the back of the car, speaking fast now "I couldn't help but look at it, once the image was registered in my system I began to analyze it while you spoke with the owner of the park. Maybe a friend, maybe a family member… but it bringed errors in logical context! Why would you bring it around while you work? Why would you even consider such things? Humans are emotional creatures so-"

He stopped her "Okay! okay! Yeah, you assed right… Yes, that's my husband. So what? you were paying attention to that? wasting processing power on figuring out who a guy from a picture was instead of taking notes of what the client said?"

She pretended to adjust her throat "It's called RAM? and… I took notes of the dialogue between the two, it's an important requirement in my mission priorities."

He gave up some slack, leaning forwards "Good! Jesus- Because That guy basically gave up the company for basically nothing. Taking care of one human is easier than an entire team"

"Is that why companies are using more and more androids instead of having to deal with humans?"

That hit him… somewhere, he swallowed saliva and with some hesitation nodded to her "...Yes, basically"

"Oh, interesting" She went to look at the window "I'm still trying to understand things, please excuse me if I make you uncomfortable"

He chuckled, caught by the irony of her comment "You're an intern, isn't that your whole point?"

"Correct!" she agreed "Made to assist"

Talking about assisting… That message he saw in the morning, came back into his mind. As the traffic came into a halt he took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it and handed it over to the bot

"Read the message about the deluxe unit" he ordered, still eyes on the road. Not making the same mistake as her before.

She stared at the phone, going through the notifications on the fly "The automated one?" She questioned "That company project is out of our sector's interest. It isn't efficient"

"Made to assist?" He remarked with irony "Just read the summary for me"

She simulated guilt, quickly clicking the notification and redirecting her to the email page. It was formulated as a letter, A.I. writing had become pretty good at looking formal. Filled with detailed information over The Deluxe unit's activities and performance, ending with a formulated summary of all of it, Vannie stopped and began to read.

"The unit Deluxe seemed to had experienced a blackout of 15 or so minutes shortly after its activation mid… uh, performance. Afterwards, the remote connection with the device was lost for… 12+ hours??? before the unit returned to the recharge station in the early morning, data altered and possible signs of jailbreaking of BabeTec software coding…" Vannie put the phone down "That's, as a human would say, not good"

David seemed unmoved by the news, after all the whole plan was to either flawlessly succeed or to spectacularly fail… yet, the robot came back… it was jailbroken… the code, the sophisticated A.I. chip engineering-

He punched the wheel, honking by accident "God- DAMN IT"

==Chapter 5: Real or fake, A shoulder to rely on==

The door of a lonely dorm room door swings open after the clanking of some keys, struggling for some seconds to finally make out the movement correctly. Part of a two story block of dormitory rooms for the university the friend group attended, Lou was the only one that actually decided to move into the building, his parents being away from the country for the duration of his studies. The room was messy, behind Lou followed Mary, who curiously stepped in after him and quietly scanned the room as he embarrassedly tried to tie up as much as he could.

>BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe model Desig. "Mary"
>Foreign location reached [OUT OF TARGET GROUNDS, RETURN IMMEDIATELY]
>>Override. Administrative orders.
>Seduc.Scn001 engaged.
>>Gathering data. Scanning…

The sexbot's system had defaulted into a preprogrammed seduction scenario, one which would adapt depending on the area brought to her… made with the intention of being use for hookups once the bot is out on the market.

He grabbed little piles of recently cleaned clothes from the edge of the bed and moved them over to one of the two chairs one next to his desk, which on top was his laptop.

"Sorry for the mess, I uh, don't get people coming much" He nervously said in between moving his clothes.

Mary was taken out of her scanning trance as he spoke, looking at him with a null expression until he finished, smiling at the end.

He scratched his cheek "...Right, you're a robot, you don't care"

Her system worried over his tone, detecting signs of shame after analysis. "You can make me care if you want, Lou" She suggested, closing in on him a step or two.

Everything about her was inherently sensual, even if in fact she was unaware of it, it was simply part of how she was designed to act. The way she spoke, her tone and speech choice sent shivers down his spine into… well, down. He jolted back a bit, his face reddering as the bot of course noticed, her smile turning into a smirk.

"O-okay, let's slow down a bit… I'm supposed to be busy tonight" He said nervously, his face looking down in shame.

Mary tilted her head, her hair falling over her to cover one eye as her glassy eyes looked deep into him, her system gathering every mili-second of data from his reactions, as if her A.I. was expecting him to throw himself at her.

"You don't want to do it?" She cutely asked, her eyes moving over to the bed that took up most of the already small room. Her HUD making a tri-dimensional figure out of it

>Scanning…
>>Matrimonial bed. Sufficient for Unit's frame and Ncknm[Lou].
>>>Risk of repeated damage to CPU [MissionaryPsT]: 0.03%
>Engage? Y/N

She fluttered her eyelashes, looking at Lou again now with a more smug "I won't crash like before~" She whispered sensually.

Lou swallowed, what was up with her now? It was as if she was digging through his thoughts- he looked up, his eyes crossing and staying on her breasts for some seconds before going up and meeting her camera like eyes. He smiled at her but decided to shake his head

"No… I need to work"

>Disengaging…

The bot's sexual program stepped suddenly and completely in a matter of secons, making Mary blink deeply before she chirped back "Okie!~" and went out this cornered strategy from Lou, walking over the room to pick up more clothes and trash around the room.

Lou sighed in relief, the fact that she was a robot at least meant she did what she was told… He wiped his face, and looked how she just randomly began cleaning up his place out of the blue. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate it, but he didn't exactly asked her to do it either. He struggled but he finally spat out.

"W-what are you doing?"

The bot stopped with some clothes still on her arms, turning to him as she seemed to be pressing her bust up to the laundry "Assisting you in organizing" She then went straight back to organizing "I assess that if I assist you in tidying up the place you'll have time to have sex with me afterwards!" She casually layed out, gleeful as she could.

Lou took the action… as well as he could, giving her a slight nod as he opened up his laptop and sat in front of it. His mind racing again- Is he that obvious or is she that advanced? he thought, being unable to concentrate on code writing anyways…

-

The door of an apartment swung open, its door at a lower level than the rest of the flooring, from the door stepped in Chris, and next to the door she placed a scarf she wore on her way back, she left out a sigh, signaling relief after a long walk.

"Chris?? Home already? Remember the shoes!" a voice called out, the voice of her brother, from the hallway in between the spacious kitchen and living room with windows.

Chris was halfway to place a foot on the wooden floor step, stopping halfway through as she took them off without hands, letting them fall around the square step area and continuing on "Yes, I didn't forget!" She groaned.

She held her bag close, making her way through the living room and kitchen, checking both sides first to find them lonely entering the hallway. 4 doors, 2 rooms for each brother, the matrimonial room for the parents and a shared bathroom.

"Mom and Dad?" She asked her brother.

"Out for work, Something about the company. They left frozen food"

"Ugh, that sucks…"

Halfway through she took off her bag and threw it into her bedroom, falling perfectly on a puff bag sustaining the fall. She then pivoted into the opposite room, her brother's, seeing him sitting on his expensive computer, on that chair you would know from youtubers and streamers with half a headset on.

Their rooms were thematically and colored opposites. Her room was filled with cold and soft colors, while his was mostly lit by neon lights, he really dug into the streamer aesthetic… even if he didn't do those things. Her bed filled with an extensive collection of plushies she had gathered from childhood to now, organized by size over a mostly tied bed, while his was just a black thick robe, not even bothered to be tied up.

She creeped behind him, trying to discern what he was looking up on his screen, leaning over the top of his chair.

"Sigh, what are you up to?" She asked, eyes on the screen. It seemed to be a stream of one of those popular girls you'd see on social media doing cute dances… only that it was empty, yet, still Live.

He turned and looked at her "Oh, yeah. That girl I told you about? The one people were saying was a BabeTec robot? Dude, it totally was, she finally crashed on camera today"

She scoffed at him "You sure she isn't just trolling you guys?" She suggested. "Or maybe people nowadays can't just see a girl without thinking she's a robot-"

He shook his head "Nah nah, look" He moved his mouse back to the video, about 25 minutes or so, and hit play.

The video was a front frame of a girl with a skimpy white dress and violet painted hair, her rather small bust present on the entirety of the frame as she seemed to be putting on makeup.

"Look look…" Her brother pointed, and suddenly a donation popped up.

The girl perked up, smiling at the camera "Aw, thank you Dantheman for the donation!! that's so cool…" she then leaned forwards to read the comment off her screen " 'Hey, you know about those rumors of you being a robot Yeah! they are so silly! but hey, the fandom does what it does right? 'I can only say bAb-T-0616'..." and suddenly, her smiley expression froze, her mic picking up a computerized buzz as she then began to erratically blink.

"Oh shit." Chris uttered, closing in.

"I KNOW right??" he plastered his hands forwards "The bastard made her read out a termination code!"

The girl's face then began to twitch, until a pop was heard making her head slap to the side, smoke rising from her ear… before falling over below the camera's reach.

Chris held her mouth "That's, oh my god- I mean…"

"Hah! I told you! She was a fucking robot!" He quipped, moving his chair over "So she's coming to the market too! Maybe if we ask mom and dad-"

She interrupted him "Tom you know how they feel about robots. I mean, that's what their whole business is about, remember? A business run by people?" She raised her arms up in frustration "What example would it give if they had one in the house?"

He groaned and nodded, accepting she was right "Yeah, but you want one too! You're studying coding for fucks sake. How the hell are you doing your thesis?" He frustratingly complained.

She was about to tell him about Mary- but decided not to, perhaps bringing more witnesses to their borderline corporate stealing might not be the best of ideas. She then thought about his excuses "You just want a sexbot… admit it"

He dismissed her, waving his hand back and going back to his PC. She raised her shoulder and left for her room… On her way to her own room she stopped herself, clicking her tongue and leaning on the doorframe of her brother's.

"Wanna eat then? I'll cook" she offered, trying to make it up for him. His brother had been wanting to have a robot in the house for years now, more for the interest over their nature than something else, yet she saw in him that same fascination with them as she had. "I'll work after that"

His brother took off his headset and turned to her "...Sure, whatever"

"That's the spirit!"

-

A door to a modest house in a neighborhood swinged open as the sounds of a public bust hissed away, coming in, Jim. He could hear the static muffled sounds of the television through the door, the lights were off, only by the blue light of the television in the living room at the left of the entrance could he make his way through the space.

College titles and awards hung over the walls to the name of Jim's father, some pictures of Jim growing up with both parents, as he got older only his dad was in frame. The place was a mess, filled with bent tin cans of beer sparced all around his father's chair, snoring away as the TV ranted about some meaningless game show putting A.I. to the test.

He glanced over to the chair and breathed deeply. He took off his bag and placed it on the marble island of the kitchen, walking over to him tiredly. His father wore nothing but a wife beater and ripped shorts, besides having a balding head, his complexion and face looked similar to Jim's.

Jim shook his arm "Dad, I'm home" He said steadily, looking over to the small table next to him to see an empty plate of food tied up but unclean "You managed to make food with the C-ook?" he commented, referring to an old cooking device he modded for him to feed himself by cooking for him.

His father was startled, his tired eyes blinking open as he let out that fatherly cough. He sniffed and wiped his eyes to help himself wake up. "Oh, you're back." He groaned, glancing over the kitchen "Huh-huh, but it broke down afterwards… told you it was a lousy job"

He stood there and took the insult, not affecting him in the slightless "How long have you been sleeping?" He went back to questioning

The man pulled up his wrist clock and read the hour " 'Bout 4 hours?" he guessed, squinting at the clock.

"You must be hungry again." He guessed back, an eyebrow raised "Guess I'll cook myself…"

His father roared "Don't patronize me! You're the one that doesn't know how to fix that thing!"

"it's the third time it has happened" He pointed out, calmly, he wanted anything but to put himself on his level. "Besides, I have to be out and work on my classes most of the day"

He scoffed, going back to looking at the TV, gathering his hands on his rest and sighing "You're wasting your time in that… wasting money"

"I'm on a scholarship"

"They are not going to need engineers in the future! probably they are already making an A.I. to make the job" He mumbled his way through his words "It happened to me! Damn it! What's the point of being an accountant in the age of supercomputers??"

"..." Jim just stared blankly at him, trying to come up with a way to tell him wrong, but yet, it wasn't that he couldn't, it was that he didn't even know. "...Whatever dude, look, turn the lights on, it's like 10 cents an hour anyways." He then went over the switches and slapped them on, dirty dish in hand, he went to the kitchen and allowed it to fall alongside the other dirty dishes piled up in the double sided dishwasher.

"I can't believe you wanna make those things" His father groaned, staring mindlessly at the screen, yet another news channel talking about A.I. "No partner, no money. Ensuring that more and more people will end up like you as well."

Jim stared in silence down at the back of his father's chair for some time, thoughts and curses coming his way to call him off… but he didn't, again. He stormed off to his room, slamming his hand on the lights.

A space organized and quiet from the rest of the house, spacious in comparison. Tied bed, a paper laid out on a work table beside the door with some drawings of designs and libraries next to the windows. He closed the door behind him, and pressed his back against it… his mind filling up with thoughts on what his father said, slowly making his knees falter and making him slide down to the floor. His throat itchy, and his eyes feeling heavy he realized that he was part of the problem.

Before he knew it, he was crying to himself on the floor, quietly and angrily at that. He pressed his teeth and knuckles, covering himself with his own body.

-

With two fingers, Lou opened an instant noodles cup and after pouring the suspicious dusts and dry meats into it, he began pouring boiling water from the heater next to his PC. He then placed it back on the table and covered it up again.

Mary inspected the process closely, they had finished cleaning up the place about 10 minutes ago and Lou was just trying to concentrate on his coding… looking for a way to translate it for their thesis.

"You will eat that?" Mary asked, pointing her index at the cup, curling her lips.

Louie nodded, smiling at the bot "Yup! It's cheap and I'm not that hungry" He explained, he seemed to be getting used to her being around.

The robot's HUD focused on the cup itself highlighting the ingredients written at the side of the cup as her database expanded through internet searches.

>Analysis…
>>[Important] Possible health hazard

"It is quite unhealthy" She remarked, turning to him "If you consume this, it will make your cum taste like–"

"Dude! I don't wanna know that!" He groaned and covered his mouth, trying to shake the thought "Ugh- You are always thinking about sex-"

The bot tilted her head like a dog, Louie had began to catch on of this trait… perhaps babetec wasn't as creative with their programming as he thought. He sighed, what was he expecting anyways? from a sexbot? He shook his head and lowered his tone.

"Okay okay sorry… I guess it's just how you are." He glanced at the instant rament cup "I just- never thought about having a relationship of that type"

Mary closed in, her smile coming back "Am I your first time~" she teased.

"N-no! I dated Chris once…" He argued, his face turning red again "We decided to stay friends instead"

"Okay!"

He was struggling to keep up a conversation with her to begin with, and Mary's system was having a field day due to it, becoming softer and more delicate to roll him into where she wanted him to be.

She closed in slowly, a soft smile on her as her eyelids half closed into a passionate expression. Louie stood still, letting it happen as their lips met, the rubbery moist texture against his dry lips caused a shiver down his spine as they shared a kiss. It was way too much for him, moving his body to hold Mary closer by the hip and back, her bust pressing against his as her chair bended forwards until she finally stood up from it.

She breaks the kiss, and with a breathy voice and her arms wrapping around his neck she asks "Is this better to your liking?"

Louie looked up to her, enamored by her formulated expression, simply nodding. Before he knew it, they were laying in bed one next to the other, just as she had planned.

She was giggling, as she had already won. He looked back at her, pressing a hand on the sheets… In the back of his head he understood he was still in control, yet his curiosity to experience such pleasure again cut the words out of his throat. Before he knew it, he was pinned down, Mary now sitting atop his crotch and staring him down as she accommodated her hair back… She was perhaps heavier than she assumed.

"W-wait!" Louie mumbled, raising his hands to halt her. "I, uh, eh, I kinda want to have a robot girlfriend okay?? I find the relationship aspect hot?? And uhhh, I guess it would make it hotter if you acted as my girlfriend?"

Mary blinked twice and was taken aback, even through her silicone expression he could tell that did a 180° in her order of priorities- Yet she buzzed internally, he could feel it for obvious reasons. He anticipated her response, raising an eyebrow as his mouth formed an agape smile

"Okay honey!" She perked back after a quarter of a minute, leaning into his body and kissing his lips softly, staying in there for some seconds "...As your girlfriend, by definition found onlineeee~"

Oh no, he thought, the robot is looking up how to act based on google searches?!

"...A relationship is of a two parted pleasure giving correct?~ How about you…" Her eyes looked down at her legs, a hand moving underneath her skirt just to love her panties yet again- "You pleasure me this time?"

Louie swallowed, his eyes dilating as Mary stepped off of him to take off her panties, leaving them on the floor as her eyes looked back up at him with that half closed eyes smirk- It was eerie to him how much she understood about how he felt.

"By your heart rate, I can tell you're anxious!" She clapped climbing back up to bed on her knees, over Louie. "Must be your first time, right honey?"

He nodded, without real shame… the thought that perhaps he should've stayed quiet crossed his mind yet- if an underpaid programmer placed that inside of her must've been because of something and– what the hell was he even saying in his head anymore?? His train of thought was out of the goddamn window.

"Wait wait, how do I do this??" Louie asked "Do I have to-"

"Breathe through your nose!" She announced before closing in over his head and essentially sitting on his head- placed just over his mouth to allow his nose space to breathe, mathematically calculated for that. She stared down, smiling sweetly on each side of his head.

Louie's eyes closed harshly, trying to focus on simply- licking… it was wet and messy, warm and soft, layers upon layers he imagined- yet something different. She responded accordingly, as anyone would from a real girl, slight twitching, soft moans and all.

"Ohh~ Yes! You're so good!"

He was in reality doing barely anything, all of her responses were purely pre-programmed to generate a response of further excitement… If you really think about it, what is the point of programming a realistic orgasm process for a bot if a voice line imitating the process is enough to entice…

"You make me feel– oh!" She went on, holding her bust and biting her lower lip.

He began to get more into it, his arms taking her legs as support to push himself slightly deeper to feel a hole- He scraped the corners with his tongue, the moisture starting to intensify more, until he roughly brought his arms into her sides in one strike that made her jump. He continued savoring her sex, and as her moans and excited movements began to grow silent, he felt… something else.

What he thought was lubricant coming from the depths of her vagina was… hot, and it was different in taste-. It was pushed down with a mechanized sound that came from inside her, making him open his eyes to see Mary stare forwards vacantly, not a single thought to be found in her face.

Seconds before the clock in the screen of Louie's phone changed to 7:00 o'clock, and as if it was clockwork Mary uttered in a monotone voice.

"Scheduled tank release sequence triggered."

His eyes opened up and using the strength hidden within every fiber of his body, he pushed Mary away from above him and ran to the bathroom in front of the bed. It took 4.05 seconds for Mary's system to reactivate and go back to normal, yet it was midway about to fall and hit the floor, extending her arms to her sides to give herself balance to sit back on the bed, making the robot miss another painstaking system crash due to her hardware

"Oop! Like, that was close!" She looked down "Louie?" She turned to the bathroom door behind her, detecting him right away "are you feeling okay?"

He was hunched over, face inside the toilet bowl vomiting his soul out, the groans and soft cries echoing inside the bowl as the remains of food and… other substances… splashed the water at the bottom.

"W-what the hell-?" He arched himself, coughing in between "What the fuck was that??"

"The daily tank release" she explained as if no wrong had been done, her usual smile perking slightly back as she held herself "I assume I have been away from my recharge pad long enough, I am suppose to be in storage at this time as stated in my mission parameters"

He continued, throwing everything out before weeping a bit "Couldn't you tell us you had that before?? What the fuc-" He thrashed his head back into the bowl

Mary innocently walked over to him and kneeled next to him, patting his back and helping him through the ordeal the best way she could-

-

Spaghetti slatted on two bowls, red sauce oozing and leaving a trail of hot smoke above it as the edge of the place was hit by the fulcrum of the serving spoon, making sure the last drops of serving fell down. Chris, wearing a ponytail and cooking gloves closed in on the plates and breathed in the smell of her own creation.

"Aw yeah, that's the good stuff…" She proudly remarked.

Although the kitchen's order was sacrificed by her desire to cook, ignoring the frozen food left by them previously, at least the end result was worth it. A cutting board with spare sides of tomatoes and onion cuts, dirty spoons and forks, splashed water- she'll figure out how to clean it later she thought. She took both plates in each hand and brought them to the big family table next to the kitchen counter. With two hands on her sides and a smirk she yelled

"TOMMY!! DINNER'S READY!"

After a few seconds out came his brother "No need to act like mom" He remarked, puffing and shaking his head.

Chris joined him in, sitting opposite of him next to her tablet. She looked at her brother with a smirk "I always wanted to do that though…"

"Yeah yeah." He coughed, finally digging in "...It's good"

"Of course it's good." She chuckled, her eyes on the tabled as she tapped away something. Her brother looked up, the room falling silent for an awkward amount of time, cut only by the sound of the tablet's glass being hit by Chris' index.

Tommy caughed, sounding dry. That seemed to catch her attention back, clicking the button atop of her tablet as she began eating with him properly now.

"Have you been taking your meds"

He interestedly nodded "It's hard to forget not taking them" He swallowed. He didn't want to cut the conversation with his sister short "So- when are you telling mom and dad"

"Tell them what"

"You know, that you wanna make robots"

Chris rolled her eyes, stretching back on the chair as she allowed the fork to lay on the plate. It wasn't the first time she had gotten that question "I don't exactly wanna make robots. I wanna make A.I.'s" she corrected, gesturing with her hands.

"What's the difference?" He laughed "They're putting them on them anyways"

She slurped a big rolled strand of spaghetti and swallowed, taking her back as the food appeared to make her choke a bit, tapping her upper chest. She then looked over the table to a napkin holder, closing it in between them. She took in one hand the holder and in the other the napkins

"An I.A. gives a mind to a robot. But a robot is a robot, it can be on its own" She placed the holder down and then showed the napkins "But of course, the A.I. can exist on its own, without a body- well, sure, it needs to be somewhere, it can even be at multiple places at once but the code.. that's what I wanna make. An artificial mind that can formulate systems, administrate wealth, solve mathematical problems, create vaccines…" She then placed the napkins back.

His brother nodded slowly, muttering an "Huh-huh" as he went back to eating. Halfway through he just stopped, and looked over at the window "Must of the stuff you said are kind-of far off still"

She seemed to get eagered by his comment "Not after me it won't!"

He laughed "Still tho" he clicked his tongue, and laid on the table, resting his head in between his arms by the edge letting out a sigh "You don't have to do it for me"

She tilted her head, being almost done with her plate she pushed it, and leaned over by her waist "I liked A.I. 's before you got sick dumb dumb. I see it as more of a bonus"

He peeked back up and scoffed, laying back down, much to his sister's dismay.

"Hey! I'm being serious here!" She complained sitting back normally and crossing her arms

He returned to a normal posture with a wide grin on his face, laughing to himself "Whatever dude" He finally said with a dismissive hand movement. He stood up and sat down on the couch a couple steps back into the sala, he snapped his fingers towards the space in between the libraries in front of him, being caught by a small device laid on it which turned on to display the screen of a television.

The plates were empty, Chris took both the plates back and placed them on the kitchen sink without much care, clanking among themselves as they touched the bottom. His brother had already begun passing by channels dismissively with the controller in hand, lying his side on the arm rest.

As Chris walked to him and eventually sat next to him she asked “Want me to close the window for you?”

He shook his head “See, this is why we need a ‘bot around the house, do the stuff you do”

She rolled her eyes “You could always just do them yourself you know” She said with a breathy voice, moving her hair to the side and taking comfort in the couch.

In front of them they passed through channels upon channels of garbage cable paid TV that in the current day and age had become a compilation of cheaper reruns of streaming subscriptions. There had been a social yearning for the days of cable programming simply giving you something random to watch at a determined hour, although random at the time, and perhaps even repetitive if all you did was watch TV: the newer types had of course, an integrated A.I. which would measure how long one would watch a show or a movie for and feed a similar programming after the last one ended… This wasn’t new technology, their parents and grandparents had seen the dawn of this form of fed entertainment in social media before even choosing what we wanted to enjoy became too much of a hassle for us as a species.

As the channels passed, Chris caught a glimpse of a news report announcing something related to BabeTec, making her instinctively stop her brother from jumping through channels “Wait, I wanna hear this” she said, placing a hand on the controller by his thigh.

He dismissively raised his shoulders up and crossed his arms. The TV showed your typical news anchor, news indicating a potential merging between notable tech giant BabeTec and shady private park Jonathanland.

“According to official statements from BabeTecUS, this merging would be the start of a bigger company effort to further incorporate BabeTec products into the public, a daring strategy in the rising battle between android companies.”

Tom scoffed at the TV “What now? Will we have to see their robot’s asses while we close our eyes too?”

The anchor continued “Talks of a unit wide upgrade has also been teased by the tech giant, which will be reportedly be coming over with her next model by the end of the year”

“...Mary?” She muttered to herself, leaning in closer, accidentally saying it loud enough for her brother to hear her speak.

“What?” Tom turned to his sister

Chris stood up from the couch "wait, I gotta check something- We'll talk later though!"

She ran off into her room, quickly taking the laptop she had taken to school and previously plugged Mary into to reboot her. Popping the velcro of her side bag, she took the laptop and placed it on the white table in front of the bed, turning it on again.

"Is everything okay??" Asked Tom from the sala, his eyes still darted on the TV as he leaded sideways to ask

"Yeah! It's whatever" She dismissed, logging into her PC. Fortunately for her, she had saved a log of Mary's system since she connected to her… nothing too complex, files about her core system performance, saved profiles, etc… but there was something else.

Normally, undercover androids would have a wireless gateway with say their company or a computer where to feed orders, dialogue files or written commands remotely… Mary had two of them. Chris raised an eyebrow at this, maybe another company got their hands on her design at the time of being assembled and is actively trying to invade their software…?

That wouldn't be possible either, as she had checked for more information, it was a sort of special code only her unit had, which connected with an additional device, would solely feed the data gathered to something else…

"Ain't that something" she said to herself. She reached into her pocket, taking her phone in hand and writing her findings to the rest of the guys.

-

Jim's phone sat on his room's table, alongside the messy sketches of mechanisms only really explainable by Jim's mouth. The door to the living room was left open, he had been working in the kitchen on the broken device he had made which would automatically cook, akin to a 3D printer, mechanical hands and all.

His father sat on the table near the kitchen, reading something on his phone, glasses on. The butt of a cigar pressed against his lips as smoke flew up to the lightbulb above him. Jim would occasionally look his way, maybe checking if he would reciprocate the look of his son working on something by himself. After scrubbing the surface of the frame with a half wet towel, he adjusted his throat, surrounding him to sit in front of him.

"You placed the stuff in the fridge in the wrong place. The machine took the things in the wrong order and ended up malfunctioning" He tries to explain, tired "...I'll leave some papers with the places where to put the groceries"

His dad takes the cigar out of his lips and without even taking his eyes off his phone "Why don't you just put like an A.I. or something so it knows what it is looking at instead of relying on placement?"

"Because first, I don't know how to make an A.I. and second of all, because at that point why don't we just get you an android to cook for you…?" he genuinely asked, leaning into the table.

"I'm not putting one of those things in my house" He shook his head "...At that point why don't we get ourselves an android to mouth feed us?" he mocked.

"..." Jim refused to elaborate more on the conversation, rather rolling his eyes and letting out a sigh "You could always learn how to cook for yourself, you know?"

His father curled his lips and said, "You know what, you have a point."

"There you go." he celebrated, congratulating him "You don't need me anymore then. Can I move to campus so I can focus on my career?"

"Why do you want to make androids so much?"

"I don't know? They make money? it's what brings food to the table as an engineer nowadays?" he threw out, holding his head. Jim clicked his tongue in frustration "Whatever man" He stood up from his chair and walked angrily to his room

"Wait" his father said, his voice sounding calmer than before. Jim turned around halfway across the doorframe of his room, leaning on it as he looked his way. His father swallowed his ego and rested and breathed out "Thank you for fixing it" He pointed to the kitchen device "Really, I mean it. I wouldn't able to cook without it"

Jim's eyes shifted side to side, pressing against his cheeks as he gave a small nod, his hands drifting off their grip of the frame as he moved out back to his room, closing the door behind him.

He breathed deeply in, and deeply out, shaking off the conversation he had with his dad a few minutes ago as he returned to a more comfortable and usual annoyed expression. He took his phone from the table and saw as the only notification a text from Chris sent around 10 minutes ago. It was inside of a groupchat of her, him and Louie she made a while back.

"Louie? Is Mary with you? Call me" was all that was written.

Jim raised an eyebrow at this, going off on private messages to ask what was going on. As soon as he even began writing down something to send to her, she called him, taking over the screen between hanging up and answering. He brought the phone next to his ear

"Yeah? Chris, what is going on?" He said, his eyes drifting off into the upper part of the wall in front of him.

On the other side, Christ leaned against the table, still in street clothes as her head was dug in front of her laptop's screen "Uh, yeah. I found a second way of information transfer on Mary's A.I., I have no idea what it is and it has been freaking me out. It has something to do with maybe the feds, or worse. BabeTec is meeting up with some sketchy people so-"

"A second way?" he interrupted, now actively walking back and forth in his room "Goddamn it… It may be a mistake on their part, remember Mary's supposed to be a prototype so perhaps…" He stopped, speaking and walking.

Chris groaned as he stopped talking "Perhaps what?! Stop it with the fucking mistery Jim!"

"Perhaps it is being fed to the high ups at the company first" His voice shifted to something more somber "Is Louie answering?"

"Not at all- Dude, Mary has our faces! If she connects to anything while we're out we're screwed" She bit her nails "I'll text you in a bit- I gotta reach Louie now"

"Same." His eyebrows perked up, hanging up and immediately going into his friend's contact, bombarding him with messages.

*

In Louie's room the lights were already shut off, all of them but the glow of his Laptop, placed at the corner edge of his bed to act as a TV screen. There were the sounds of a movie playing from it, rumbling of sheets and of course, the eventual whirring coming from Mary from time to time. Next to his bed, a half empty 1.5 Liter water bottle and drops of water fell close to it… it was opened not long ago.

His phone vibrated on the bed with each new message, moving bit by bit before it came off the edge and fell to the ground.

"Honey, your phone fell off." Mary said sweetly and quietly, petting Louie's head as he used Mary's body essentially as his bed, and her bust as his pillow. He groaned, still dizzy from throwing up, his eyes forcefully closed as his face was half deep in between her synthetic bags. And she was simply looking forwards happily to the screen of the laptop at the edge.

Louie moved his face to the other side, a hand of his moving up to take hold of her right breast "...It's okay i'll grab it in the morning."

"Got it, honey."

She had suggested he do something couple-ey, and being out of options and being so late at night he decided to simply put on a movie for the both of them to watch. His streaming subscriptions expired and downloading a movie with the dormitory wi-fi would have taken him way too long… so he opted to watch the only movie left in the cache of his laptop: Mamma Mia from 2008.

He had in mind explaining the complexities and enjoyment out of analyzing a movie with his robotic girlfriend since the idea of a robot girlfriend came to his mind, but he now was still struck with headaches and disgust and was unable to even look at the screen, feeling guilty with himself.

He wrapped his arms around her, as best as he could being on top of her. Ear pressed upon her synthskin he could even hear the rumbling of her core… "This date sucks, I'm sorry-" he lamented.

The bot giggled, giving him a glance down "Don't apologize, honey! I am having fun and all! It's my first date ever" she chirped, returning the hug. "Do you feel any better?"

He sighed "...yeah?"

"I am like, glad"

The movie went on, ABBA music blasting off the speaker of the laptop. She looked almost hypnotized by the film, as he noticed, jumping off from her and laying now next to her with his hands together over his chest.

Mary looked over to him, smiling. Her camera lenses beyond the irises of her eyes focusing on him for a bit, supporting her head with a hand and laying on her side, pressing with his body

"So… Did you say you wanted to explain to me how to watch movies?" She asked, almost sounding as if she was flirting.

Louie nodded "Yeah, but- I think you get it, right? it's not a really complex movie"

Mary brought her free hand to her inner lip and looked upwards, as if she was thinking "Mamma mia is a 2008 jukebox musical romantic comedy film directed by Phyllida Lloyd and written by Catherine Joh-"

He laughed a bit "No no, you're saying what it is, not what it is." he pointed out, signaling with his hand to the screen and giving her a smirk "It's about a girl wanting to fulfill her mental image of a perfect wedding, thinking that uh, inviting her father will magically make everything about living with a single mother her entire life make sense now." He explained casually. "The entire movie is about her realizing that her mother filled both roles and that she should be thankful- Even if it gets lost in the whole… musical thing, it's about accepting that abnormal is also good"

"But-" Mary intervened "It is imperfect? how can it be good then? She wants something a certain way so… why can't she just have it?"

He raised his hands up "I dunno? It's not about what she wants I guess! It's about what she already has and how she should feel about it?"

Mary blinked rapidly, a buzz coming from within her, catching his attention "What does Greece have to do with that?" She asked

"Absolutely nothing."

*

Louie was fast asleep, tucked in by Mary carefully as he was completely out. The movie was ending, and Mary was at the edge of the bed, laptop on top of her wide hips as she stared at the screen, no eyes on her, meaning there was no need to maintain a friendly and or even human expression on her. Her fair fell besides her shoulders and one side of her hair covered one of her eyes, but that did nothing to hinder the machine's eye-like cameras.

Her system recorded the film, down to the last minute, and as the movie came to a close she closed the laptop on itself and left herself in complete darkness, with no one to interact with.

-BabeTec Electronic's Deluxe unit Desig. "Mary"
- [Date_event] complete.
-No remaining orders. Primary objective unavailable.
- Data flow added to A.I. adaptive personality module
-Warning: Unit's location out of mission parameters [Override: Administrator's order]
-Current time: 11:59

Mary turned around to watch Louie sleep, being an action her system was unable to do while online, there was a level of curiosity by her A.I., replicating the pose and akin facial expression for further use… until a sudden shift in Mary's systems made her blink, shift pose to a straight back and stand up.

- Remote directive received from unknown source. Current priorities saved but overwritten
- NEW TASK: Return to the recharge station and upload gathered data to the Manufacturer.

The machine turned around, moving over to the only exit in the entire room, being locked. Without missing a beat, the busty girl checked her memory banks and quickly retrieved the last recorded location of the door key being in the laptop table, smoothly and efficiently grabbing it with two fingers, placing it on the keyhole, twisting it and opening it. She simply left the key still in, being unnecessary for her task at hand and leaving from the door. Guiding herself only by her system implemented GSP to return to her recharge pad.

Louie kept sleeping through all of this, his body even facing away from her robotical partner leaving out of the blue.

==Chapter 6: Scotty doesnt know ==
It was the start of the new year. The nationwide hangover experienced after the celebration was palpable in the streets, everywhere but one of the last patches of green in the otherwise metropolis, a 4 square kilometer wide part inside a residential area. Mostly empty all year round, but for the usual families and young teens hanging around for the vacations.

Among them, with a transparent grocery bag swinging as he lazily walked upon the concrete sidewalk between the street and the grass. Eddie was your typical regular joe, moving over from the west coast to the city with his brother no less than a couple of months back, he was up and at it early to bring some medicine for stock after the night of drinking he and his brother endured beforehand. He wore nothing but a waterproof jacket, shorts, a shirt underneath and sandals with socks, if it wasn't for climate change moving the seasons around, he would be freezing.

The morning hit him pretty hard, struggling to keep his eyes awake and pressing his hand on his face and breathing out tired. To catch a breather, Eddie walked upon one of those park benches, sitting down and resting back as far as he could until he heard a pop inside. The satisfaction of that sound made him unquestionably smile to himself, laying back down. As he did someone sat next to him, even with eyes closed he felt the shadow cast on him covering the sun.

"You need to go see a chiropractor" A female voice said to him, she'd been staring.

He half opened an eye and looked over at her, raising his cheek to cover the sunlight from hitting him completely "Oh- No, I slept half on the couch and half on the floor due to new years" he shook his head, chuckling a bit "Gotta bring my posture back somehow…"

"I see~" She curiously teases, tilting her head up as he looks at him.

She was a woman around his age, mid twenties. She had short boyish black hair, and wore a purple sports sweater with light clothes underneath. She seemed from around the area wearing all easy to change clothes… maybe just a juggler from the neighborhood.

He humored her "Why, you know a chiropractor around here?" He chuckled

"No" She simply answered "But you should go to one, it's good for your health" She sounds genuent, even if a little vague. She sat back and looked down at his bag, placed in between them "What are the pills for?"

"You make a lot of comments, you know that?" Eddie teased, moving inside the plastic bag and taking a little pill case out to show "Headaches, my brother told me they help with hangovers"

"So you drink?" She asked again, "Interesting…"

He licked his tongue, the line of questioning continues "Well, yes. You?"

"I have never drank in my entire life!" She proudly says with a smirk, crossing her arms trying to look cool, making Eddie laugh "I'm Amy" She offered her hand to shake.

He takes it firmly "Edward. Just call me Eddie, Edward is too formal" As he broke the handshake, he layed back contrary to her "Shouldn't you be running?"

She curls her lips "I'm catching my breath" she simply stated… he looked at her up and down, not even a single drop of sweat on her "I'm all about exercise, but sometimes I like to sit down and look at the people. Feels right"

He nodded, joining her as they both looked into the people walking around the park, a smile growing on both of their faces. He felt weirdly at peace in that moment, the air feeling lighter and his breathing slowed, even the uncomfort of the shitty bench he sat on could be ignored easily.

"You live around here, right?"

"Yes!" She nodded, punching his arm out of the blue playfully "Am I really that easy to read? My place is over there" She pointed behind her back with her thumb, smiling his way.

He chuckled, raising his hands up "Woah, I wasn't going to ask you where- But, yeah…"

After some pause in silence, Amy went ahead and stood up from the bench "Well, it was nice meeting you Eddie. I'mma get my pulse up now!"

He nodded, holding back the urge to ask her to stay a bit more. He stood up with her "Wait, uh, it was nice talking with you too. Do you come here often?"

"Oh yeah! Everyday from 12 to 2 I go out."

He crossed his arms and lightly leaned back and forth, thinking about his hours "Well, you gave me a good vibe. Maybe we can go on a job together sometime?"

Amy's face went into surprise "Are you asking me out?" she brought a finger to her chin, eyebrows raised.

Eddie looked side to side comically and nodded, raising his shoulders and letting them down right after "Yeah, screw it, I'm asking you out" he laughed.

Amy stood silent for a few seconds "But I've never really…" she said under her breath, before her smile returned "Okay. Let's meet tomorrow, but I really need to get my jog going now okay??" She insisted, half turning around to begin moving… winking his way and chuckling. As she ran off, she'd turn around and wave goodbye.

He found her cute, and he had just asked her out randomly and it worked out. He stood there, waving back with a half smile, still surprised it all went down as he wanted. He looked down at the bag of medicine, and then back up. He had to get a move on as well back home, but now he wasn't even tired anymore.

Coming back from a few blocks away and opening the apartment door he found his brother sitting on an old wooden table checking his phone, clearly hungover with deep long eyebags and an uncared for beard. He was still wearing the clothes from last night. His dog Riley, whom was this big golden retriever, happily rushed towards Eddie, jumping atop of him as he made himself home.

"Oh hi. Good morning- Back already?"

Eddie remained quiet, closing and locking the door, placing his jacket on the hanger and placing the pills on the table with an expressionless face. He stood there, looking down at his brother making him guess. The dog walked next to the brother and stare at Eddie as if it was listening as well.

His brother looked up at him and then at the back, snatching it and letting the meds fall on the table "Nice, you want some?" He asked again shaking the container, getting no response "Yo dude, talk"

"I got a date."

*

The very next day at the same hour they met, Eddie sat on that same bench, even at the same side. He wore his best looking casual clothes, a buttoned up blue squared shirt and jeans- holding in his hand a flower he found on his way there in a green area, a dandelion. He was becoming nervous, checking his wrist watch as the time passed by and she didn't pop out. He signed, clicking his tongue frustrated, although what did he expect? he randomly asked her out, it was improbable she'd even remember.

Just as he was losing hope, from his left he saw her jogging towards him, her eyes opening up as she crossed his. "Eddie??" She asked, covering the sunlight with her palm and closing the distance"

"Oh you remembered my name" he laughed, going in for a hug, reciprocated by her

"I honestly thought you'd forget about asking me out- But it's so nice to see you here!" She chirped happily, holding his hand all of the sudden.

Eddie's face turned red as her hand grabbed his, yet he kept his cool on his expression and nodded "I-I wouldn't forget a girl I asked out! I live close by so It wasn't difficult to find you"

She began walking forwards while holding his hand, essentially guiding him on her path

"I can tell, were you there for long??" She worriedly asked, turning to face him "I'm so sorry- I tend to take my time on these walks."

"Oh no! It's fine. Is it good to be under the sun for a bit? get that vitamin C…" He joked, he then looked down at the dandelion on his hand and raised it up to her eye level "Have you ever seen one of these? watch this" He blew on it, the little petals flying off in the direction of the air.

She scoffed at him "Of course I've seen it! That's how it reproduces"

He shook his head "Not that! have some patience" With the remaining body of the dandelion he surprised Amy by putting it on his tongue and after some mouth movements he'd pull his tongue out and on it was that same flower stick in the shape of a pretzel.

He'd proudly take it with two fingers on one end and show it off to Amy.

"No way! what?!" she'd say in awe, grabbing it and looking at it closer "How did you do that??"

He'd laugh, finding her reacting rather cute "It's an old trick, don't really know how to explain it. Most people find it lame so…"

"They find it lame?? Oh… So should I find it lame because it looks impressive to me" She'd respond, still distracted by the stick-pretzel

He would have to grab her by the shoulders delicately as she began walking while facing down, almost bumping into a walking person "Uh- I mean, you can think whatever you want man. I actually don't know why I did that-"

He regretted doing that to begin with, what kind of date opens up with such a lame trick? Even if she found it interesting, he had to admit it was a weird opener.

Amy held the little thing in one hand and pocketed it carefully on her tight jean's zipper pockets "I'm definitely keeping it now-" She looked at him, pointing a finger at him playfully "Oh yeah! Wanna go for a run together?" She would ask out of the blue, signaling with her hands to be around this same neighborhood plaza.

He was taken aback, was she really going to keep running instead of just hanging out with him? She made an honor that she had never been asked on a date before "I-I mean- Look how im dressed, I'm not really prepared to work out…"

She punched his arm lightly "Come ooon~ Just one more loop for me, and i'll let you get to my place if you feel tired afterwards!" she'd close in on his face, excitedly offering something he couldn't really deny.

Taking a step back as she closed in on his personal space, blushing like hell, he would roll his eyes and sigh, nodding her way as he just imagined what she was trying to get him into-

"Okay big guy!" she got in position, expecting him to copy her "Light jogging, okay? Nothing too hard or you'll feel tired super quick. We'll take stops along the way"

"Right right! I know how to jog, I did this during my gym bro era… as you can see I kinda lost it on the way" He joked, posing his hands atop his tummy "Stops? why?"

"This is a date, right? I wanna show you something… okay! threetwoone GO!" she'd say running off with a rushed start, leaving him behind as she turned around to see him just stand there confused.

"Hey!"

He began running, his nice shoes and jeans already giving him the light suspicion that this wasn't the best choice of clothing. He had to catch up to her now, moving his legs as fast as he could as her prank made her run off with way too much difference. He flapped his arms as he ran, leaving passers-by passers-by following the two with their glances. As he managed to catch up, he breathed heavily, looking to Amy with a weird smile.

"That's… ah, not funny!" He kept running, now at a more steady pace next to her.

Amy smirked to him and shook her head, leading the jog for 40 seconds of going around the curves of the cubic park. As they reached the center of the path, there was a seat, similar to the one they were on at the beginning but surrounded by lines of trees in front and behind them. Brown and reddish leaves fell down upon the pavement and the green areas. She began to slow down, until she walked her last few steps to the seat, sitting down with her hands on it. She smiled at him, inviting him to join her without words. He was breathing heavily, drops of sweat coming from the sides of his face. Eddie sat next to his date, laughing tiredly and laying his back down.

"You're an asshole!"

"shush! Look." She looked forwards and back, suddenly and almost violently snatching his hand and pointed with her right hand diagonally upwards.

Eddie almost jumped as she held his hand, turning sharply to see her hand and his together. He swallowed, looking up to see her staring forwards, he followed her stare to a view of the skyscrapers of the city, far away in the distance and barely visible by the fog behind the view of the trees' tops. A combination of nature and manmade, modern and classic. From his angle, it could resemble a castle, made of walls of trees and pillars of buildings.

His mouth opened with its own "Woah…"

"Imagine how many people there are there. What are they doing right now…? You think they'd even know we are looking at them from here?" She'd ask, finally turning to him genuinely waiting for a response.

Taking eddie of guard he stumbled in his words "U-uhhh, Well- we know that's a company building… that's part of a museum and that's a hotel. Perhaps they are looking back at us and we don't know??" He said with a raise of his shoulders.

"I see… You have an interesting perspective on it" she says with a hand under her chin. Without missing a beat, she jumps off her seat as she lets go of his hand and stands up in one move, her short hair flopping down as her sport shoes clap with the pavement. "Let's go! we got one more stop before the lap" She extended her hand to help him up.

taking it and standing up brought the pain to his knees, yet he managed to get on his feet without much issues. He stood next to her again.

"Ready?"

He nodded, and she began to jog once more. Keeping himself closer to her this time, even if he was walking slower than before, made him get the idea that she was slowing down for him, keeping him closer than before so they could walk the path together… or maybe she was just being nice, either way his feet were starting to hurt.

About the same amount of time as before, they reached yet another bench at the center of the next vertical path. As before, she sat down and already knowing the drill, he sat next to her just like before, just now he felt she was closer than last time.

She reached for his hand once more "You liked when I took your hand last time? You kinda jumped-" she asked before taking it again

"U-uh…" He snapped back, fake coughing "Nah, it's cool. It was cool so go ahead"

She took it, interlacing her arm with his and now laying her head on his shoulder, making him even more uneasy "Okay okay- this one… Hmmm, Its more about the clouds. You see those sloppy smaller buildings in front? They give way for you to see the clouds more. In summer, you can even see more blue than other seasons. It looks like a waterfall of cotton"

He followed her descriptions, getting that exact angle she was trying to show him by moving his head a bit above hers… without even noticing it, his chin touched on her short raspy black hair. Getting in the angle, with the little park below his eyeframe, he sees how a stream of white clouds drive forwards from where he sits in a sea of gray. The level of pollution these days made it harder for the sky to even allow a view of a clear sky, this was one of the first times he had personally seen it in the city, with that in mind his eyes opened wide- yet she said it was blue.

Before he could speak, Amy moved her head back up and held his arm. "You've been too quiet, are you getting bored already??"

"No! not at all it's just- Why are you showing me these?"

Her mouth opened, but she covered her mouth and turned away for a second. He immediately felt bad, thinking he had insulted her in some way "Well- I do these laps almost every day by myself. And each time I look at these views- I get new ideas and questions that I cannot really share with anyone. I'm not really social, I have no friends. I believe it's good to vent those thoughts for once."

"Oh, right. I get that feeling too" he admitted, although to a different level "Have you ever thought about maybe finding a new route to jog on once in a while? It might help you get some new views too" He pointed at the sky "You got a nice eye for this stuff"

Amy blinked twice "Oh, you think?" She curled up on him, but as he asked if she could find another route she stared him down in the same expression for an awkward 4 seconds before she shook her head "Can't. I would probably get lost… Anyways, are you tired??"

He was, there was no doubt about it. He looked down on himself to find his button up shirt completely soaked in sweat, angering him in silence as even the slightest breeze froze him up due to the wet sweet pressing in his skin. "Yeah… but we can jog from here to your house maybe?"

She tilted her head "You are not serious, are you?"

"Absolutely not."

*

After some time, the door into Amy's apartment was opened by her by some modern finger ID design, they had to go in between the building and another one next to it and walk up a pair of stairs to access the two doors to the apartments to the right and left. At first glance, it looked like a newer building… she hadn't mentioned any jobs yet, but in a city like this rent isn't an easy or cheap fee.

"Come on in" she gave way, presenting the way with her hands with a smile, imitating a fancy butler.

He played along "Oh, why good maiden. Of course I will!" he straightened up, walking in as she closed the door behind her laughing.

Things were going well, he thought. It hadn't even passed through his head the fact that he was inside the house of the girl he liked, he was just having fun around her. Looking around he noticed a particular detail, beyond the small size of it; being basically an L shaped home with a bathroom next to the door at the right side of the entrance… he noticed how everything seemed untouched. Like one of those fake rooms one would see in an Ikea, or a display piece in a theater, it felt alien… or maybe she was just that clean.

"Everything okay? The little exercise didn't make you go nuts, right?" She joked, leaning over by his side onto the small kitchen. "Want a glass of water?"

He was distracted, by her question snapped him back, turning with his hands on his hips "Uh, yeah. Sure, thanks"

She reached over and opened a counter with some glasses leaned up one against one another, taking one and filling it up with some tap water. He saw as she filled it up, he was used to using a filter somewhere else or straight up a separate bottle, but he was way too deep to reject the glass-

She offered it, more than half full "Here you go, you drinker" she teased again, she seemed like she was having fun. Her eyes locked on his, his hand grabbed the glass and nodded in a silent thanks. "Hey, uh, do you mind If I… watch you drink water?"

He raised an eyebrow "Why would I mind- And why would you ask? Tsk! hah" he sipped the cup, being impressed that the filter made it taste better than what he used at home. "Well, not bad"

He went on, Amy now more than hypnotized by the way his Adam's apple moved up and down as he drank liquid. He would've found it weird, if it wasn't over so quick.

"What do you mean?" she asked, closing in, grabbing the glass back as he finished it "Water has no taste. How can it be good or bad??"

He clicked his tongue "It's about minerals or something, don't think too hard about it, you're probably used to more mineral full water-"

She rolled her eyes, going away for a second to put the glass back on the sink and throw a bit of water over it to clean it. He found the thing a bit redundant, didn't she just fill it out with that same water.

He diverted his attention to the end of the farthest wall to the entrance, having two windows, one right and one left. The right window, closer to her bed, was completely closed off by the blinds while the left one was opened, a chair of the only table in the home next to it. With a quick glance he could tell it had a view off to that same park they were on minutes ago.

Amy came back, finding him now next to the window "We'll I gotta go take a shower and change. So- You have no issues waiting?"

He shook his head, sitting down on that chair "Nah, im fine." he placed a leg over the other "Go, get something more comfortable. No issues with me"

She noticed him sitting on the chair near the window, a soft smile growing on her before she nodded "okay, give me a few minutes" with that, she moved to her closet and took out a set of lighter clothes and pants, he didn't manage to see any of it as he was distracted by the view outside, but she had slipped her underwear in between the folded pair of clothes and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

As soon as she pushed the door inwards and pressed the lock, her face relaxed. She placed the set of clothes in a space next to the sink. Her face had completely changed into a way in which it would be impossible to know what she was thinking at the moment, her hand lingered on the door as she twirled towards the shower, letting her sport jacket fall on the bathroom tiled floor, efficiently taking her tight clothes off and carelessly letting them fall off her.

On the other side of the room, Eddie tapped his legs similarly to a drum, bored and with a sore throat. He found her cute- but things about her didn't make sense, no friends? Was she from straight out of nowhere? Checking her apartment, her walls and furniture were lacking in pictures or any sort. Looking over the bed, it was sterile, as if it had been ironed out before he came inside her house. It was curious to say the least, but she felt genuent, it felt good sharing time with her and-

So much thinking had gotten him stressed already. He shook his head, and with a sigh he reached into his back pocket.

"Fuck it…" he growled under his breath, to no one.

He took out a sort of rectangular vaper, inside containing a newly made narcotic based on natural elements… difficult to find and extremely addictive, of course, illegal as well. The only good aspect about it is that you could get high on your own terms whenever you wanted without worrying about odor leftovers.

He puffed in, vapor smoke coming out of his mouth. He breathed in, sitting back and holding himself, his eyes squinting at his left to the out window. He had forgotten the last time he was out with a girl, and one he liked at that, he chuckled to himself, puffing again.

Amy, completely naked and still in the shower, was letting herself underneath the water cascate with the cold water running, leaning on a wall as she looked at nothing, holding herself and thinking about the day so far.

After some time, she finally came out wearing an oversized black shirt and wool pants, her hair still wet from the shower. Eddie jumped as the door sounded opened, the vaper still on his hand.

"What are you doing-" She glanced at him, noticing the vaper "Are you…" She would quickly walk to him, snatching it from his hand and looking at it closely.

"What are you doing?!" Eddie would complain, standing up and following her as she sat in her bed to look at it. He stood with his hands on his hips, sighing "Look- i'm sorry, you were taking your time and I was getting stress for something. Should've done it outside"

Reading through the little cubic vaper she seemed upset about what she was reading, the contents and else. Letting her hands rest on her legs she spoke "...This is bad for you. Why are you doing this, and at my place?" She handled it back, extending her arm to him.

His soul had given up already, he pissed her off, and got found out. He took the vaper and put it away in his pocket. He stood there for a couple of awkward seconds before letting out a defeated "I think I should go. I'm sorry"

As he was turning to go, Amy stood up from the bed and stopped him "No wait!" she held his arm, making him closer. Almost as if nothing else needed to be said, with a glance at him, he followed her and sat in the bed next to her, their eyes locked between each other. Eddie was waiting for something else from her, but instead she groaned and stood up, her face red.

"Urgh! Damn it! Don't leave okay? I'm-" She stopped, sighing "I got no one to be with, ever. And you're fun to talk to! And and-" Amy threw her hands up, still trying to get more words out.

"Okay" Eddie blared out, still shocked.

"That's it?? Just okay? I'm too weird- aren't I? Oh that's just great… that's exactly what my job told me last time, that I was too weird to be around people so-" She complained, walking back and forth modulating with her hands.

"No! no!" he stands up, walking up to her and holding her arms to stop her in place "I like you! You have your- weird angle viewing, and your- interesting perspectives and you're pretty and you're fun to talk and be around…"

"You think I'm pretty??" She snaps out, her hands instinctively going for her short hair and nervously measuring its length "What- why…" She holds herself, stepping back as she looks as if she was on the brink to cry.

"Yeah… I do- It's not a big deal okay, you have that tomboy style i guess…" He chuckled, sitting back on the bed as he stared at her, still by the wall. Calming down a bit more "Let's hang out more, maybe get you to do more stuff."

She laughed, covering her mouth and shaking her head. Amy's body relaxed in between the silence, looking back at him with intense eyes. For a second, she tasted her lower lip and slowly walked up to him. The physical stature difference made his head tilt upwards as she closed in. Her hands held his cheeks softly, moving to his sides and ears, crouching, noses almost touching. He breathed heavily, a drop of sweat falling down and hitting her hand on one end… before she finally met her lips with his.

It was slow and sweet, moving their heads as they explored each other's every inch of both lips. They closed their eyes and allowed themselves to go off, even if they were inexperienced. His hands held hers, and moved them down, breaking the kiss now looking at each other.

"...I don't want you to leave me." She whispered, her voice shaky "I don't want to be alone, and yet- I'd prefer you over 100 people"

After some seconds of admiring her face, he reached a hand on her cheek this time, she holding it closely and curling up against it, her eyes still dug on him

"I want to be with you too"

She smiled… and proceeded to push him down with one hand onto the bed, he complied, knowing what she wanted, moving forwards with him to finally be on top of him. "I've never done this-" she laments, shamefully rolling her eyes.

He moved his hands down her body onto her sides, as she was still above him, and in one move completely turned her around, slamming her against the left side of the bed next to him, bouncing as the bed resisted the impact.

"Oh you-!" She would gasp, playfully smirking at him

He would change position, now on top, he'd close in and place a hand atop her left breast, making her jump and close her eyes as she was held.

"A-ah wait wait… No- I don't wanna do it, I don't wanna do it…"

He let go, moving away and giving her space to stand up and hug him, letting out air next to his ear.

"I'm sorry- I just…"

"No need to. Okay?" he comforted her, hugging her back "You don't have to"

She'd shake her head, breaking the hug and looking down with a frown "Just not for me. Sit down, let me do something for you"

Surprised by her forwardness, he nodded, sitting back with open legs. He found it funny just how much they had switched already without really doing anything, holding his head and smiling.

As she was on her knees, looking up at him laughing, she asked "What's so funny?"

"Nothing. It's cute seeing you figure this out"

She scoffed, crawling on her knees in between her legs, popping his jean's button off and pulling down his zipper slowly… Her face was more curious than excited or horny- Taking support from the bed, Eddie looked down with a tilted head, seeing her make the best of what she could so far.

With a firm grip, she pulled his pants a bit, enough for her to have ample space and… he was wearing no underwear. His dick was already hard and stiff, she immediately went ahead and held it on her hands and nervously looked back and forth between Eddy and his manhood.

She asked "What should i do? just- get it in my mouth?"

"You really don't know about this, do you?" he teased.

"Shut up! just- tell me what you think feels good!" She laughed back, adjusting her balance.

"Well- you can… lick it and… then use your mouth, throat." he said from the top of his head.

She nodded, now focused on his member. Her mouth closed into his dick, and with some doubt at first she lightly licked the base, and then the tip, constantly looking upwards for approval. He was getting chills down his spice with each little thing she was doing and- she was having fun looking at him get pleasure from her actions.

"I'm going in…" she announced, head upwards and about to engulf him.

He almost yelled "Careful with teeth okay?? the doctor visit is awkward otherwise"

She scoffed at his comment again "Of course I know about the teeth thing!" she said as if it was an obvious thing "Besides, you should know a lot about going to the doctor because of your dick…"

He shook his head, smiling her way. She looked back down, closing her eyes and breathing deeply, before going down on him… and then up. It was warm, and wet inside her mouth, her tongue wrapping around him and making it all ways great for his pleasure.

"Ah… yeah that's good"

The wet sounds of her mouth against his dick, sloppy and rhythmic in nature echoed in the room. She almost didn't seem like a beginner-

She'd would slowly take the dick out of her mouth, pressing her eyes as she shook her head "Just tell me before you're gonna finish-"

"Mhm" he said with a nod, softly moaning under his breath

She smirked his way, going down on him once more, this time speeding up and going deeper… hitting the back of her throat again and again and using it to pleasure his tip. He closed his eyes and held grip of the bedsheets with both hands, holding in sounds of pleasure. It went on for upwards of a minute or so, until he said with some restrain "Okay- okay- now"

She quickly got himself off her mouth, and sat on the floor, looking away as she shyly pretended not to see him finish by himself. Letting himself go, he came over himself, cum oozing from his tip and hitting his upper pelvis and below his belly button. He breathed heavy, closing his eyes and sighing harshly

"Yeah- that was nice…" He chuckled "Are you okay?" He asked Amy trying to look beyond his legs

"Really? Uh, yeah… it was fun!" She admitted, standing up and cleaning her knees off "You need anything else?"

With some shame, he scratched his head and looked onto the bathroom "I need some paper to… clean this off"

"Oh- shit! right!" She then runs off inside the bathroom and takes a long stretch of toilet paper off the roll, handing it to him shortly after. As he cleans himself up, he makes the mess into a little ball and puts his clothes back on.

Standing up already by her side, he held her and hugged her close, resting her head on his shoulder and holding her hands around him. They stayed like that for a while, shifting side to side in place. He patted her back and she turned to him, their eyes crossing paths. She then again tried going in for a kiss, closing her eyes as she passionately tried closing in, yet he backed away and blared

"Wait! Wait! Wait! you gotta clean your mouth!"

"Oh! Sheesh" She covered her mouth with both hands and stepped away from him, rushing to the bathroom as he laughed, quickly opening the water to begin cleaning herself off.

-

It's been months since they first met, since their first date. Sharing more and more time together, going out together and even eventually Eddie would move over to her place to keep her company. Meeting his brother was a big step at first, being the last immediate family he had, yet as he had expected he was more than pleased to meet her. A curious thing he had noticed is that she refused to eat inside, even have him around when she ate… or straight up skip meals, worried him even more.

She kept on running every day, now thankfully, getting him to follow her. These times though, she didn't slow down for him, and eventually, he didn't need to. She took little to no time to relax, yet she was always happy and up to do whatever idea he had in the moment, and as they piled up, eventually became routine… she began to run less outside. At night though, there would often be times where he'd find her awake, seating in that same chair next to the window, looking at nothing with a relaxed smile, before of course noticing him and nervously asking if he was okay.

It took him some time to figure it out, and even more time to say it outloud, but he loved her. Each moment he was out working, or helping his brother out with anything, away from her… he felt as if it was wrong. The moment he had told her, laying down in bed together, her eyes opened up in surprised and asked

"Why?"

All he could do was raise his shoulders, and laugh, teasingly before simply showering her with reasons and desires for the future together, and yet… she never said it back. The long nights in which they'd talk about anything, especially her thoughts on random stuff and her perspective on them. Always waking him up before his eyes couldn't stay open anymore to ask him again.

"You aren't going to go by the morning, right?"

So he could now, and as he would do it from then on, shake his eyed and fall asleep. This went on and on, until one day… she stopped running all together without him.

-

The next morning of that day; a detail from which both of them had completely forgotten about, forgot to mention and or found irrelevant, Eddie was thinking of proposing to her. It was a big step, he knew it, most of the details about her life before him were completely unknown, her family, where she grew up, where did she used to work… beyond knowing it had something to do with a company… But he felt it was appropriate, they already were sharing a life together and didn't feel like he'd find anyone else who would make him feel better. He had bought a small ring he could afford, with some help from his brother, and had invited her to date outdoors, in that same park they met back then.

Stepping off the door frame of the apartment with a striped folded blanket in hand and the ring hidden deep inside his pocket, he waited for Amy to finish putting up her socks and shoes.

"You know? We're gonna be on grass the entire day, so you don't really have to…" He commented, looking down at her down as she struggled to put them on fast enough

"Haha…" She dismissively mocked, shaking her head "What about the meter or so of the street?"

He laughed, "What about it??"

Before he could make his point any further she had finished putting them on, and like a cat, she graced herself against him, her hand holding the lower side of her chin and guiding him behind her "I'm not getting my feet dirty… Unless you want to~" She teased

"Hey- its not that type of thing you-" His cheeks turned red but he shook it off, he was falling for her, as she looked back and mocked her taking her tongue out.

He ran behind her, playfully pursuing her after clumsily closing their apartment door, and sprinting down the stairs with her running away from him. Coincidentally, the street's light was red as Amy ran off into the pavement at the other side, and turned green as soon as Eddie catched up to her, separating them with a wall of cars.

They looked at each other through the speeding cars, Amy mocking Eddie further on the other side by laughing at the coincidence, and Eddie simply stood there with arms crossed and a smile, he was going to propose to her by the end of the day…

After some time passed and he could walk the street, he calmly reached her and grabbed her hand, now walking together inwards to the park and would find a spot underneath a tree, and with a view to the small little playground, surrounded by trees. At the distance was an old looking building, orange brinks showing and clearly inhabited.

To entertain each other, as Amy laid on Eddie like a pillow and looked forwards at the view, he tapped her shoulder and pointed "Okay, Thoughts on this view"

"Hmmm~" She held her chin and squinted, thinking about some sort of poetic simil "Okay okay, I got it"

"Tell away"

She adjusted her throat "The children's playground is in the foreground, youth, beginnings, companionship, play… The Alpha, and the old broken down building is behind, lurking far away in plain sight but without us noticing nor caring, The end, solitude… the Omega."

He nodded, adjusting his view to hers "What about the Delta?"

"Delta?? The middle?"

"Yeah, what happens there"

She seemed annoyed. "I dunno! I can't see the delta"

He laughed, holding her with his arms "I'm messing with you… but hey, poetic still, right?"

She remained quiet, breathing deep and relaxing there. He knew she agreed. They took in each other's hands, like two pieces of a puzzle matching perfectly. Until the silence was broken by Amy.

"I wish I could paint" She lamented in a soft voice "I never got to do it before, I'd like to fill our house with paintings made by me and approved by you"

"Why would you need my approval?" He asked, looking over her in an awkward position

She looks at him, grabbing his hand carefully and kissing it "Because i want you to be happy"

He nodded "Imma buy you art supplies then"

In that peace, he felt it was appropriate to propose now, he felt the ring dig deeper into his leg as she pressed her body on him. He sighed, might as well just say it and take the right later. Yet he felt cold in his body, a dryness in his throat he couldn't explain.

"Edward-" She said, it had been the first time in a while she called him by his actual name. His heart skipped a bit and a shiver down his spine "I've had the best time of my life with you"

"What do you mean? We've only done normal dates"

She'd sigh "Exactly" she moved herself off of him and sat next to him, smiling as she saw him, holding his cheek with one hand "You made me try so many things for the first time, say things I otherwise wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone else and I-" she stopped, her body jumped ever so slightly… and that dull sound, barely hearable, made her see herself for a few second before her expression changed into a worried one.

"W-what's wrong? what was that?" He had heard it too, he looked her up and down, confused

She threw herself onto him, hugging him tight and closing her eyes "I don't wanna go right now but-!" She cried, breathing rapidly, her hands clawed into him for support.

He would hold her back, still confused "What?! What are you talking about?!"

"My mission they- i didn't…!" She would throw out, meaning nothing "I lov-"

Before she could finish her sentence… her grip went soft out of nowhere, falling onto the ground, yet even before falling down an electric bang was heard from within her, her opened shirt flashed bright for a second. Her upper chest blasted open, revealing an access port filled with ports and cables… and a microchip flipped out from her, smoking black.

Her eyes grayed out, stuck in a black expression and her body laid down into the position it fell on. The bang had caused a stern in the park, bringing eyes all upon the two, but Eddie was speechless, eyes opened like plates at the scene… his girlfriend was an android after all.

He began hyperventilating, a rush of emotions overwhelming him and throwing himself onto her, trying and obviously failing to wake her up.

"Amy? Amy?! what- What the fuck is going on?!"

From behind him, by the sidewalk a man and a woman in uniform stepped out of a car and rushed to the scene. Quickly one taking hold of the frame of the robot and the other holding Eddie down.

"What?! What is going on? what are you doing??" He looked both sides as the was held down.

He grunted and fought to try and get off their grip, throwing himself forwards to try and take hold of Amy back- but it was too late, before he knew it she was already thrown behind one of the cars, and he watched as they went away, still confused on what was going on.

-

Before he knew it, he was sitting in his old house's chair, holding his head with his hands and a lost eyesight. Buzzing in his ears as he still tried making sense of everything that went down. His brother sat next to him, his dog leaning into his leg whimpering, craving attention… and in front those two people from before, paperwork and documents laid down as they waited for him to react.

"Eddie, hey" his brother called out, tapping his shoulder.

He snapped back, blinking heavily as he finally looked their way. "What do you want?" He growled, gritting his teeth.

"We want to explain the situation, no more." The man said with a stoic tone. He adjusted his pretty suit, sitting straight and staring him down with a drilling look "Since it seems you, mister… Edward Miller, have gone through a series of events that, simply, were not supposed to happen."

He shook his head, squinting his eyes angrily "Wh-... What the hell are you even talking about, my girlfriend got replaced by a bot? is that it?"

The man sighed, putting his hands on the table as he turned to his partner "No. Your partner was the bot. For the whole duration of you two meeting"

He slowly raised his eyes upwards, staring at the two people, speechless again. That seemed to finally catch his attention, allowing the man to continue.

"As you might have heard, the company BabeTec is well known for… throwing around what we like to call squemes. This was one of them"

"Are you with BabeTec?" His brother jumped in, curious.

The woman next to him responded, "No, We're with the Federal Government. We'd like to remind you that you are not the one being interviewed" She said stoically.

The man threw his hand her way, telling her to allow it "We are in a partnership. Unit SAP-101, which… you lived with, was a surveillance prototype funded by the company and the federal government, and we'd like that be kept a secret"

Eddie slammed the table with both hands, making everyone flinch but the woman "Bullshit. You are trying to tell me that Amy was a fucking Camera? all this time? And she didn't tell me?"

"Yes" He breathed out, calmly "She was programmed not to tell, hardwired, even. But that's not here or there… your relationship with her cames out of a failure in her personality A.I., making her believe and or desire the need for companionship. In few words, the 'bot began taking her personality program too seriously"

The woman continued "That and the fact that her interactive personality has no limit in following social queues, she played along with your advances until it overwrote her main task"

"overwrote…" he scoffs, taking hold of his nose bone.

The man opened the folder "Unit SAP-101, being government property, has been decommissioned. And the people involved, you and your brother now, are to be compensated for any psychological damage that may have been caused" He showed a legal document, the sum of 100.000$ highlighted in black. He pointed to it and tapped it "Of course, as long as this is kept under wraps."

Eddie snarled "Fuck you-" he shook his head, his brother trying to comfort him, getting immediatly shoved off "You fucking fascists are trying to put cameras on our streets without us knowing! And- Where the hell is Amy now?! What have you done with her? I'm telling everyone about the scum you're doing" He threatened, pointing at them with his index.

Without missing a beat the man matched his tone "Do you honestly think we're giving you a choice?! Do you think we don't know who you are?" He turned to the woman, nodding in response.

With a beep she began "Edward Miller, 26 years old, college dropout, vape addict, worker at a family retail store 2 blocks from here." She ends, blinking "We have video proof recorded by unit SAP-101 of consumption of illegal drugs"

His hubris and rage diminished and turned into fear lowering his hand as he stared them down.

"If you tell Anyone about what we're doing, we will ruin your life. Every illegal shit you've done since you got out of your mother's womb, and even ones you haven't done yet" He added, taking a pen from his suit and slamming it over the paper "Now sign the paper, take your 100K and forget any of this happened. For your good"

His eyes darted down at the pen, tiredly and hardly trying to focus as that even from earlier repeated again and again. Before he pressed his eyes, and angrily grabbed the pen, singing it and throwing back the pen, laying back down uninterested.

They both stood up at the same time, grabbing the paper, placing it back on the folder and holding it in, turning around and going for the door. The woman turned, her face still stoic.

"Thank you for your collaboration"

As the hand of the Fed touched the door handle Eddie stood up, his chair grinding with the floor as he spoke up "Wait. Before you two go, I have a question"

The man rolled his eyes and turned around in his direction, uninterestedly standing there "What is it."

"...Would she had said yes"

"..." It took him a few seconds to respond, he clicked his tongue "She's a fucking robot. Who the fuck cares" Then he opened the door and left with the woman behind him "Goodday sir"

-

Several days later, working as a cashier in his job, Eddie had his glance lost into nothing. That same event happening again and again, Amy's grip on him still repeating on his skin. He swallowed saliva, hearing that same buzzing from before… and inside of it a voice.

"Sir? Sir? Are you okay?" Said a woman in front of him, waving a hand in front of him.

Eddie shook his head and pressed his eyes "Oh, I'm sorry… Lost in thought" He chuckled, and then as he saw her his smile disappeared.

Her skin was rubbery, her proportions inhumanly exaggerated, skimpy clothes… and of course, a bar code over her left tit "My master is waiting at home. Like, I need to buy these" She said, placing her bag of buys in front of him.

He slowly nodded, his skin palid. And simply did his job, scanning the objects, and offering a card scanner. The bot shifted to it and extended her hand to it, placing her palm on it as it scanned it. He blinked slowly, letting out a "huh", and then handed her the bags for her to package them herself… but she just stares at them.

"I am not programmed to bag objects. Files not found"

He stares down at her, looking back down to see it was barely 3 things she was buying… or rather her owner was buying. He carelessly placed them inside a bag and gave it to her. Grabbing it and leaving, whirring and shifting her hips side to side.

From the TV hung above his desk, he heard the name of babetec faintly, quickly looking at it with distaste.

"...News about the company's newly opened android warehouse on 8th have surfaced, this being a new world record of storage facilities for an android company. The success on sales of their newer companion lines, and worker lines have been a boom in the economy and day to day life"

"8th street" he thought… a couple miles from where he was right now. Their crowning jewel… Their great success, the one of the bastards that took her away from him. He pressed his frow and breathed out loudly. He will have his payback.

==CHAPTER 7 "BabeGate"==

The clock hanging on the lower levels of the building ticked away, echoing lightly on the damped greish innards of the parking lot. As David rushly parked inside and got out of the car, Vannie, holding the paperwork from the meeting they just got out from, struggled to keep pace with his steady walk.

"David, David! Wait-" Vannie urged him, following as she messily tried holding the document papers on her arms "I think I need more info first on what we're gonna do, I have a protocol for plan making that you might-" In that, as she tried organizing the papers, they all slipped from her hands and feel onto the ground as she just looked in horror at the mess. Her jaw fell, and she simply looked up at him as he heard the crash. "I-It was a pressure c-calculation error! I just…"

David turned and saw the documents sighing as he got in one knee and began picking them up "Just be careful next time. We are already way too deep into one issue to worry about another one"

Vannie followed, unsure as to why he would do her job for her. Getting into one knee she began picking up the scattered papers flung by the impact and carefully trying to unbend the ones bended "...The deluxe model, why is it so important that it isn't hacked or stolen? It was expected to fail her mission anyways" She argues, now having an excuse to finally talk about it.

David stopped, handing the paper he got to Vannie as she continued with her side "Are you able to keep a secret?"

Vannie stops what she's doing and perks up to David, surprised to the fact he is even considering opening up to her at all "A secret? I have a protocol for secrets too! Should I store it as a work secret or a friend secret?"

David squinted, perhaps having her store his secret to her unit kinda defeated the whole point of it being a secret, as It could be accessed remotely either way "...I guess friend secret?" Vannie seemed to nod rapidly, continuing to organize the documents as she attentively listened. He did so as well adjusting his throat with a fist on his lips "So, the deluxe model contains a backway entrance to the company's complete database of designs, schematics and corporate information. If she just so happens to get hacked by a competitor we are as good as fucked as a corporation. As well as… Prototype units lack proper AI commercial restrictions" He took the stack of paper, already unbent and organized, tapping it all together and he got back up and continued moving "Now we need a way to know where she is exactly before it causes us more problems"

Vannie hurried up as he stood up, sloppily catching up behind him as they moved into the lift area, the door closing as they were inside.

The android looked at her partner from her side trying to catch a glimpse of his face to make an assessment of how he was feeling, some backlogged programming to approach her next attempt at making conversation

"So…" he peeked from where she stood

David side glanced her and rolled his eyes

She unnecessarily adjusts throat, with the same movement as he did "Do we get to go on another job together?"

"I can't get rid of you now, so I guess you have to come" He said defeatedly “The fact you're a walking computer also helps with storing data on the fly" he turned to look at her "You're basically a super expensive notepad"

Then the lift doors open with a ding, the company's AI announcing "R&D division". David walked off, as Vannie was still stunned by his statement…

"So I'm useful?!"

-

Rows and rows of conveyor belts, metallic sounds and beeping around the almost giant silo-like structure, the pair walked along the wider area in between the two rows of the production line of naked busty girls hung on by mechanical arms. The smell of hot plastic and rubber filled the air as at this point the amusement for David the first time that he came here would've looked like a parody of himself. While Vannie on the other hand, walked sideways and smiled widely as she took in the scenery, as some automatic workers waved and smiled at them.

They finally made it to the end of the hall, a small office elevated with a staircase and a garden currently being watered by a grown looking woman with a ponytail in nothing but a green apron, tugging closely to her bust in a way that still showed enough out to the world. This of course and surprise to no one, is an android. The pair tried to ignore her, making their way to the stairs instead- getting interrupted as the bot stood in their way.

"Ara ara~ what do we have here~?" the droid says, her voice muffled as if from an old recording from something "Are you here to visit my master perchance?"

David grinds his teeth "Yes."

Vannie turns to david and tries coping him "H-huh huh!" attempting to sound annoyed

The droid once again smiles sweetly, humming at tone as she bends slightly over, her bust wobbling in unnatural ways "Only people of culture are allowed to meet him!"

At this point it was becoming increasingly apparent to David that things weren't going to go as smooth as he wished and particularly just how null of intelligence the droid in front of him was "I'm sorry, we have some important business to talk with-"

"...Hunter! the R&D director!" Vannie steps in, raising her hand and talks over David.

David looks over at Vannie and mutters "what is up with you today…?" and then continues "Yes, Hunter. Regarding one of the androids he worked on?"

The droid doesn't even pretend to breathe, staying in the same position and pose she was in as she last spoke "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you mean The Alpha?" She said, not a tint of irony in her synthesized pre-recorded voice "I'm sorry, but only people of culture can talk with him!"

Vannie softly intervenes "What is a person of culture…exactly?" she seems confused

"Ara Ara~" she repeats her now catchphrase, winking and looking over at her robotic brethren "An individual of better preference of course!" she answers, as if that made things any more obvious "I must ask you per my programming…"

She brought her hands up and to each side "Boobs or Ass?"

David's face melts into an expression of defeat. A combination of sadness, disgust and regret filled him up inside making him ponder over the decisions he took that led him to work for his company, besides the payment, of course.

"...I'm not into women" he shyly replies, his voice cracking

"I like boobies!" Vannie gleefully perks

The droid gleefully claps, smiling wide as she shifts in place congratulating Vannie "Oh wonderful~ You are a person of culture!" Then she slowly turns to David, the servos in her neck whirring as he can see the camera lenses shift in place, maintaining the same pose as she was, yet more- threatening "Boobs or Ass?"

"...I'm not gonna answer that question, can I go do my job now?"

"Boob or Ass?" she goes again

"..."

Vannie looks worried at David, looking back and forth, not fully understanding as to why would David not just answer a simple question.

From the upper level of the stairs a young twenty-something kid wearing glasses in a light blue smoking and an unmade tie around his neck yells out as he holds on to the railing "JUST SAY IT ALREADY"

His lips open up as he lets out a weak "...boobs"

The droid finally claps congratulations his way, closing her eyes cheerfully as David looks down in defeat and anger, Vannie joining in in the uproar as the busty droid steps out of the way letting the duo make their way up the stairs, meeting Hunter at the end, clapping with a look of smug in his face.

"Glad to be around intelligent people for once! You guys met Sakura? isn't she the hottest piece of tech you've seen?" He spoke, his high and nasal voice echoing below the metal ceiling. He looks at Vannie "Of course, after you, m'lady!"

The assistant droid covered her mouth with the palm of her hand as her cheeks turned red. David took out the set of documents and presented them to the director "We got some important questions regarding a prototype you designed?"

He took a look at the documents, adjusting his glasses and looking up at the man in front of him, taking the hint and walking towards the lab door. "Personal pleasure prototype or industry project prototype? I lose track now and then." He said with unfound hubris. The automatic glass door opened by itself, sliding to the side to reveal the insides of a messy lab, filled with posters of adult content as well as the sound of faint east pop music. At the far end corner of the room, some sort of disassembled android girl project, missing arms, legs and the back of its head. Some signs of purple makeup on her lips and visible eyelash could be seen on her palid vampiric skin.

"Oh! is that another prototype?" Vannie curiously asked, rushing to take a closer look

Hunter kept his hands on his elegant pristine pockets, side glancing at the droid peeking in his lab "Yup. Some "make your own droid" model HQ said would sell well. They want us to make it so you can buy different personality drives separately and install them by payment. It makes things simple to develop an AI that is by design incomplete, but because it's so simple it makes things difficult to make her interesting by default" The man placed his hands on his sides proudly, shaking his head with a smirk.

David adjusted his throat audibly "The deluxe model? yeah, uhm, it possibly got stolen and we want to know exactly where it is located currently. So you know, I can do my job." His tone was passive aggressive, eyeing him up and down as he showed off the system logs last uploaded that same morning.

The director bit his nail as he leaned in closer to read the log, squinting. "Have you seen if the files are corrupted?"

"Not corrupted!" The droid perked in while she toyed with the prototype "Just an alert of possible tampering with the system"

He licked his tongue, raising his shoulders dismissively "Then you shouldn't worry, it's probably some faulty-engineering that caused the crash…"

"We still need the location… we gotta disconnect her from the database" David responded moving over to a wide glass desk in front of an expensive LED lit computer.

Hunter licked his tongue again, walking over to the computer and closing some tabs as he accessed the company's registry of units "Okay whatever… Just tell my uncle to add this as a bonus"

The duo looked at each other as he just implied the CEO is a family member of him, explaining his age "Sure. This should remain a secret mind you… if this goes out to the public we are facing a bunch of rival companies trying to get their hands on our little expensive publicity stunt. "

He clicked away, writing out some code to better find the specific unit, until it was boiled down to one, proudly moving out of the way as he showed the two of them "Here, if I do click here right now it should show you a specific location of the unit" he allowed his hand to drop on the mouse's button opening to reveal… nothing. A white screen with red letters reading "Access denied". He double checked again, getting out and clicking again to get the same response. He checked his connection, perfectly stable.

"...What?" he muttered to himself, now seriously getting confused as he closed in on the screen.

"What? Did they access the entire mainframe now?? do they have access to the other unit's data?" David rushed to inspect the screen as well, Vannie imitating him.

"...No, the restriction came from above. They don't have access to the mainframe. But someone above doesn't want us to know where the deluxe unit is"

"Or some-thing!" Vannie raised a finger and looked at both of them with a smile, getting a dismissive look in response "sorry;;"

Hunter groaned, holding his head as he tried to think of a solution. His head shifted left, to his cellphone, quickly taking it and dialing the number of his uncle. He stood up and shifted in place, playing with his nails as he became more nervous… no response "Now he doesn't want to answer!"

David sighed "This was a waste of time. Vannie, set a course to the unit's designated university. We're gonna look for her manually"

"Got it!"

He began walking with heavy feet, angrier than before. Hunter followed behind trying to stop them "W-wait! We should stay in contact! I'll update you if I find something, yes?! I don't wanna be seen as a nepo-baby, this is a cool sounding adventure!"

He didn't even turn to talk to him "Just don't waste more of our time!"

Vannie tries keeping up as she turns around to face Hunter "Uh- I'm sending a message request, hm, sir!" then went back around to keep up with her partner.

They are then both interrupted at the end of the staircase again by the busty droid- holding the watering pot in her delicate hands "Excuse me, Would you like to touch my bust before you go~ Ara ara!" She says, her voice almost trying to sound like an orgasm.

In his hurry and anger, David grabs the watering pot off from her hands and sticks the watering edge in between the droid's fake bust, pouring her with water as she immediately reacts by bursting a spark right then and there, the pre-recorded quotes melting with one another as she slows down in movement… the pampered apron became see through as she bends forwards and out of power. He leaves the pot there and continues walking

"Hey! not cool man! I'm gonna have to fix her out of my pocket" yelled Hunter as she rushed to assist his doll

David yelled "BILL ME!"

-

Louie layed messily in his bed, his pillow thrown on his face as he began to groan tiredly… The light came in from his dorm room, there was no wake up alarm, he seemed to have forgotten to add it again. Yet, his phone began to vibrate, moving along the floor, making enough of a noise to wake Louie up once and for all. He perked up from the bed, yelling shortly due to the scare, his eyes darted down under his bed, the phone still ringing and vibrating. He sighed, a hand on his chest as he seemed to have caused himself a scare. He went to pick it up, the up left corner of the screen being now broken due to it crashing on the floor.

“Aw man…” He lamented to himself. Opening the phone a long list of missed calls would be seen, all of them coming from both Chris and Jim, having only a few intervals of time between each of them. He saw the time… two hours late to class “ AW SHIT”

Then, as if on queue, his phone rang once more, this time from Chris. He quickly picked it up, holding the phone close to his ear “H-hello??”

Chris yells through the phone “Louie?! Where the hell are you?! Is Mary with you?” She asked, right outside the classroom door, people pouring out as the class was over “You missed the entire first lecture! If you miss class more than 3 times we’ll fail the goddamn thesis”

“I know! I know! I’m awake- I don’t know what happened last night, I must’ve overslept but Mary is here with-” He sharply turns, staying silent as he is unable to find Mary. He blinks, looking under his sheets, under his bed… nothing “Uhh, Mary is not with me”

“What?!” She yells his way, making him separate the phone from his ear “Whuh- what do you mean Mary is not with you? It was your only job, we literally left her with you BECAUSE you’d stay with her all the time.”

“I don't know! She was with me all night. As soon as I fell asleep she must’ve left…” he laments, not getting out of bed and rushing with his phone in hand to get ready “She’s gotta be close… she cannot go outside of the campus zone”

“Goddamn it Lou- We’ll look around. But if she left in the middle of night it means she connected to her charging area, and therefore connected with the mainframe, god knows if BabeTec will be on our ass about tampering with one of their units.” She looks over to Jim, crossing his arms against one of the lockers, lost in thought. As he sees her motion to him, he moves towards her “Jim is with me, we have around an hour before next class begins… we’ll look around one half of the campus and you’ll look around the other. Got it?”

“Divide and conquer, fine by me” He says, shoving his foot on one of his shoes as he struggles to place a shirt on himself at the same time “I’ll call if I see something”

“Alright. Don’t fuck this up Lou!” And with that, the beep of the phone signaling that she hung up. Lou looked at his phone with worry, at that moment he wanted to tear his own skin off out of shame… yet he was still unsure as to why would Mary even go out without him telling her to, he placed his phone in his pocket and rushed out

“For fucks sake Mary- where the hell are you now?

-

The flushing of a toilet could be heard coming from within the male’s bathroom, located in between a now busy hall of the literature sciences department, from the door, a spaced out guy came out breathing heavily, holding his own weight with both hands on the door frame as he came out eyes opened up like plates. He turn behind himself, shaking his head slowly

“Lady- I have no idea who you are, but that ass ain’t human”

As he finally left, breathing out with a smile, Mary peaked out of the bathroom, her never ending smile on her face as she softly waved at the guy she just finished having sex with “Hope you like, enjoyed~ Hope I see you again Max!~” The droid said, just before crossing out his profile as a completed target inside of her system. She blinked twice, her expression relaxing as she looked into the crowd of walking students.

>>BabeTec Electronics Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Target list updated. Identifying possible targets.
>Face ID function online.

Mary’s programming had defaulted back to its original programming, having none of her new administrators to place such an order on hold, her system simply continued the mission as instructed. Her body had been recently adapted to the likes of her latest success, automatically defaulting back with a mechanical hiss as she smilingly sways her body towards the crowd

From her vision, each and every face of the passing by students, both male and female were looked into and compared from each other, utilizing the provided data by the university of every student’s data and face, as a selected option for her next possible partner began to narrow down, taking into consideration their chance of being seduced to begin with, interest in her unit’s appearance and currently operative personality module and most of all, possibility of becoming a client for BabeTec. As the scan was narrowed one by one, targets discarded due to low chance of success or lack of sufficient data for a proper assessment, it finally selected her next target, a tall guy wearing a black hoodie and long black hair and baggy tired eyes.

>>Target Identified: Jason Virgil.
>İnterests: Porn. Blondes. Bimbos. Big Breasts.
>Seduction Subprotocols engaged.

As she was about to give a step towards her target, she suddenly crashes into another girl- The impact makes the machine would turn immediately, yet she fails to be affected by the impact… In turn, the other girl would crash and smash her drink into herself… spilling all over herself as she stumbles to the floor, causing a commotion around them. Mary would look down at the girl not reacting immediately as she still analyzes the situation for a total of 2.35 seconds, finally kneeling to help her

“Ah! What the hell- Look where you’re going!” The girl said disgustedly, looking down at her white dress, completely stained with the brownish color of the drink she had in her plastic cup, now spilled all over the floor as well “What?! You ruined my fucking dress you dumb bimbo!”

“I’m like- Totally sorry sister” Mary attempts to apologize, her target being placed on hold so she may lower attention to herself and her mission “May I help you up-”

Out of the blue, a shorter girl wearing a purple and black get up would rush to the first girl, giving her napkins and paper towels as she worriedly utters “Yenny! Oh gosh- What the hell happened??” She says, almost yelling, causing Mary’s eternal smile to falter in place as more eyes are brought upon herself than before. If she was able to sweat, she would be doing so right now.

“I was just walking and this- Bitch! just walked on my way!” Yenny stretches out her arm with a frown, now actively yelling angrily

Mary intervenes “There is like, no need to insult!” She says with a smile “It was an accident. Like, let me help you! I’ll give you one of my outfits so you can change!”

The second girl looks at her with resentment “Uhm! Sure! You’ll still gotta pay her drink back too!”

Yenny looked at Mary with a stern look, half a minute of silence between the three was felt as Mary just smiled at them with a hint of synthetic embarrassment filling her plastic perfect features from up to down

>>BabeTec Deluxe Unit Desig. “Mary”
>Searching in memory banks “Funds”
>Searching…
>Administrator: Louie has funds.

Mary raised a finger, fluttering her eyelashes as she said “Of course! It’s the right thing to do!”

The shorter girl finally helps Yenny get up, their eyes never separating from Mary’s as an expression of surprise fills their entire faces...Alright, I was expecting you to be more confrontive at least” Yenny said, confused. “I’m Yenny, this is my friend Enna.” She said pointing to herself and the shorter girl, who looked at her friend for guidance as to how to react

She did not actually have to know their names, as a simple face ID was enough for her to know who they were and what they were studying along with more information… Mary stood up to their level, gracefully and maintaining her sensuality doing a small bow as she presented herself “I’m Mary Reina, I’m an exchange student. I’m new on the campus!” She gives them a beaming smile “It’s actually my second day here!”

“Oh” Enna responds

“Ah, fresh meat” Says Yenny with a chuckle, pushing the dust off her knee level black skirt “Well Mary… Thanks for offering your shirt. Let’s go get it then, I guess”

Mary nods “Understood. Follow me!” walking up in direction to the gym area, where her charger station is located alongside her change of clothes. She walks faster than them, leading the way

-

Meanwhile, in the engineering faculty Chris and Jim desperately looked among the crowd and even asked the passing by students if they had seen Mary, but to no avail. Chris sighed and pressed her eyes shut going up to Jim “This is useless, if she left Louie’s room at night it can only mean she connected to the server to upload data! At this point they must’ve sent like- 5 agents to sue our asses out of existence” she crossed her arms, worried.

Jim placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her “Hey, we don’t know that yet” he patted her looking around just in case he caught Mary passing by “Besides, if that was the case they would’ve come for us in the morning… something else must be going on”

She frowned deeper “I’m such an idiot. I shouldn’t have trusted Mary to Lou” her expression turns to anger “After how much he kept talking about wanting a robot, you’d think he’d take better care of it.”

“I know you two have your issues. But in the end, you’re his friend.” He caressed his forehead, bringing his hands to his hips “He actually owes you a big one for reprogramming her to begin with”

With those words hitting her ear, an idea sparked in her head. She adjusted her glasses and quickly took out her computer from her side bag, sitting on the floor against the wall.

“What is it?” Jim perked in

“I was looking up her code last night. The backdoor connection I found, remember?”

Jim nodded

“If whatever that thing was tracking her without connection, we can do so as well… I just gotta-” She began looking up and down the long string of code, displaying everything about Mary’s model… until It simply deleted itself off her screen “...What?”

Jim looked at the screen and then at her “Wh-what the hell was that?”

Chris frantically began trying to look for the data, it appeared as if she herself deleted the data “I don’t know?? What the-” she forcefully closed the laptop and got back up, leaving Jim on the floor

“Where are you going??”

“We’re losing time! Just- just go look around that way, i’ll look this way” she responded before just running off in the opposite direction.

Jim sighs, shaking his head as he ultimately does as told “...I have a terrible feeling about all of this”

-

“Here we like, go~!” Mary said, taking a white button up blouse similar to the one she was wearing at the moment and handed it to Yenny who sat on the banks in between the lockers.

“Gee… Thanks Mary” She said, holding the blouse, placing it next to her. She began unbuttoning her damped shirt, feeling comfortable enough to undress among the other girls “Hey, no offense. But why do you always say ‘like’ every other sentence?”

Enna chirps in, leaning against the lockers with her arms crossed “Yeah? It totally makes you sound like a bimbo”

Mary raised an eyebrow, standing idly and confused “But… I am a bimbo”

The two girls look at eachother, exploding in laughter as Mary seemingly insults herself in front of them. The machine just looks at them, recording the interaction.

“Look… You wanna look less smart to peak the interest of a boy? Want a boyfriend? I get that. But don’t downplay yourself girl! Smart is the new hot anyways~” Yenna says, finishing taking of her blouse, leaving herself in just a simple bra

“Yes! absolutely. Besides, why would you wanna be with a guy that likes you cuz’ you’re dumb? Probably some sexbot obsessed loser” She said, playing around on her phone.

Their words seemed to have struct a part of her system, her HUD would update as the conversation went on.

>Error. Discrepancy found.
>Correcting.

“...I have a boyfriend” Mary remains silent for a second, moving to sit down between the two girls as her look seems to be lost into nothingness, staring away “I, li-” She stops herself from saying that word again around them “I… don’t think he likes me because I’m dumb”.

Yenny looked curiously at her new friend as she placed the blouse on herself, letting out a small sigh “Then… if it’s not that, why does he like you?”

“Data unavailable.”

“...What?”

-

Louie ran inside the building, making it into the automatic sliding doors of one of the many entrances as he took rest by panting out next to the wall “Ah, shit… how am I supposed to find her around here??” He said in between pants and groans. He took off some sweat off his frow and began discreetly walking among the other students communing along the halls.

He begins to get antsy, every second that passed without knowing where Mary was was yet another second in which they could locate where she was… and take her away. Maybe he was humanizing her a lot, but to him, all the time and talks he was able to have with her would’ve been completely for nothing as a reset would be more than expected… Or maybe, he just didn't want to lose his robot.

He snapped out of that thought, he needed to look for her in a smart way… somewhere she would be. Without Jim, Chris or himself she would probably default back to her original programming, having sex with other students meant she needed somewhere isolated… Somewhere where not a lot of people go.

“The locker rooms- Of course” He mumbled under his breath, doing a full turn back towards there. In between his desperation and rush, he accidentally bumps into a tall dark haired woman, the impact causing him to stop.

Louie raised his head up, nervously begging her pardon “Ah! oh my gosh I’m so sorry- I wasn’t looking where I was going, I’m in a HUGE rush right now and-”

“Louie Ricci. Correct?”

As the sound of her voice hits his ears he falls quiet, her tone being one of blissful tranquility and refined tuning. His eyes cross with her’s, intensely red, staring back at him. Her skin was unnaturally pale, any sort of warmth you’d expect from looking at another person was simply put, not there. Her long straight dark hair fell almost to the end of her back, enriching her curves and completing her general dark outfit consisting of a white blouse under a suit, skirt and long thigh highs… Louie’s step faltered, something about that girl was not right, besides… how did she know his name?. In one of the steps he took backwards, his eyes centered in her red almost glowing eyes, he stumbled forwards. About to fall, the tall girl held him up with one hand.

“Ah. Be careful.” She said bluntly “There’s a reason why it is ill advised to run in the halls, correct?”

He slowly nodded,”...right” adjusting his throat as he went around her and towards the locker rooms. As he continued to follow her glance, she did not stop staring him down for a second, standing in the same place she was on as her null expression threw daggers at him. Trying to shake off the bad feeling it smeared on him, he attempted to concentrate again on Mary, turning back forwards and quickly walking off out of her view… or so he wished.

He made it to the locker rooms, almost slamming the door open, coming face to face with Mary and two other girls.

“...Did you just say “data unavailable”...? WOAH, HEY WHAT THE FUCK?!” Enna yells out as he sees Louie. Mary perks up, her face litting up as she sees Lou, smiling wide

>Face ID match found
>Administrator (Boyfriend) Louie Ricci identified
>Pausing Main Objectives.
>Engaging subroutines

Mary jumps out of her seat and jumps-hugs Louie, throwing him slightly out of balance “Babeeeeeeeeeee” she celebrates in a high pitch tone. Lou’s face turns to a red mist, a rush of relief going through him, as well as another rush of something in his pelvis as Mary purposefully presses her bust onto him.

“YOU’RE DATING LOUIE RICCI????” Yenni and Enna yell at the same time

“Oh thank god you are here… You had Jim, Chris and me all worried” he placed his hands on her shoulders, making space between them “You disappeared yesterday- we had no way to find you”

“YOU’RE IN A POLYCUBE????” Yenny yells, yet Enna turns to her

“No no no, Jim is asexual… You’re taking this too far gurl”

Mary waved her hair, wrapping her arms around his neck as she smiled “I’m sorry hun, I was busy with something!” she giggles “And welp! You found me now! What would you like to do now? Watch movies? Chit-chat?”

Louie frowns, tilting his head. He felt like he couldn’t really establish a proper conversation with her, at least she was still responding to the initial reprogramming of before. In that moment he was able to discern the other two girls simply staring at the two of them, still hugging. He recognized them, although it took some time for the neurons to collide, he was sure of it. He went to school with them similarly to how he did with Jim and Chris- yet he only held bad memories of them teasing him and making fun of him.

“...Wait- Yenny?? ENNA!?” He separated from Mary, focusing on them “You two are here too??”

“Uhhh, yeah, jackass. We aren’t some holograms?? also THIS IS THE LOCKER ROOM YOU FUCKING CREEP, GET OUT!” Yenny yells out, pointing towards the still open door while covering her body from the still unbuttoned shirt.

Lou blinked, realizing where he actually was “You actually have a pretty good point there! Let’s go Mary” He said without much else, holding Mary’s hand to exit… yet she didn’t move.

The girl shaped machine innocently held his arm in place “Wait!” she stopped him “I was talking with my friends here. They are totes like those characters from Mamma Mia to me! They asked me your reason for liking me. Since we are dating, and like, all that… I couldn’t find an answer! Could you please answer this query?”

Lou was caught off guard, her question seemed to have come out of complete left field. He looked away and tried coming up with an answer “Uhhhh, well- You know! You’re… cute! and… nice to me!” He stumbled through his words, his mind not really coming up with a single discernible aspect of her that didn’t involve her being a robot- specially one he was able to say out loud “You’re- Quite creative and… funny, remember when you did that phone prank?”

Enna and Yenny stare in awe as this complete idiot seemingly courted with this girl yet is unable to say a single real positive thing about his girlfriend. Mary just stood there, her smile becoming smaller as he blinked rapidly. He believed he had it all figured out with his attempt at a relationship with Mary… yet he clearly didn´t. Lou, feeling the pressure, simply holds her hand again and tries going out again.

“We can talk about this later- we gotta find Jim and Chris before she ends up exploding an artery-”

He once again seems to stumble into someone, that same feeling from before. He stepped back, his head turned up- nervously, sweat of his forehead from the previous embarrassing situation running down to his cheeks. It was that same woman, the darker lighting of the locker room making her wide open red eyes glow harder than before. She glances down at Louie, then, at the two girls behind them, who were in the mists of getting themselves out of the situation and then, finally… at Mary.
“BabeTec Deluxe Unit prototype located.” She stated to no one, that same calm and pristine tone, her eyes focused on Mary, who looked back with a curious tilted head. She was a machine, it became clearly obvious to Lou at that moment, a shiver shaking him to his core. This had to be BabeTec, sending a retrieval unit for a corrupted one- He heard of them doing this in some forums… yet never expected to see it in person.

The tall machine would effortlessly push Lou out of the way with a simple hand movement, being flown back by her force and hitting his shoulder with the wall, falling on the floor. Her other hand holding Mary´s outreached arm as Louie lost his grip on hers. Her HUD would update.

>Android Target located.
>Threat to mission: Minimal
>Disregarding infiltration protocols.

Mary looked down at her held arm, then at Louie pushed violently out of the way “Uhm! I don’t think what you are doing is really nice!”

“Irrelevant.” The robot responds, moving Mary against the locker row, the hollow metallic sound of the lockers being hit against makes Enna and Yenny jump

“What the hell is your problem bitch?!” Yenny scolds, coming up to her and pushing her to let Mary go, not moving but an inch. Enna joins in, instead, recording the situation with her phone. “Yeah! Look at this bully! What did she ever do to you to begin with you uptight whore?!”

Lou scoffs, holding his wounded shoulder, still not seeing what’s going on “Rich of you to say that…”.

As he steps up and sees Mary against the lockers, he shook, focusing on her struggling expression. The other machine was attempting to pry open her head, somehow, her fingers crawling against her skull in a weird pattern. He looks around the room, the row of locker seats he fell next to being broken down so the segmented seat parts were completely separated, being what was basically a long metal rod. He took it into his hands and, quickly and without thinking, swung it behind the android’s head, both Enna y Yenny yelled loudly… He tried to cause that same flaw that originally caused Mary to crash before, the impact was enough for her to let go of Mary, who fell onto her knees and was quickly picked up by Lou. The bot stood on her feet a couple seconds after the impact, yet ultimately stumbled and fell face first to the floor alongside the metal rod.

“Lou- what was that??” Enna yelps

“That’s not human! Just trust me for once and let's get out of here??” he points to the door once more, looking to Mary he guides her out of the room “Are you okay?? Everything in order?

Mary held her head, shook it and turned to Lou “I’m perfectly functional- No errors detected. Like, who is she?”
He shook his head “I-I don’t know… Seems to be a robot but…” He breathed out, the rush of adrenaline dissipating. He remembered what he had just done and covered his mouth “Oh my god that shit was BADASS I actually just SWUNG that shit to the bot?? Dude you saw?”

Mary blinks rapidly, a small smile on her face as she sees him “Negative, I was facing the other way while I was against the lockers, boyfriend.”

“..ah yeah, sorry”

They both hear rumbling behind them, looking for the cause, they see the body of the robot stand up from the floor, hold its own head up and accommodate her neck in a perfect and efficient manner, her eyes darted downwards, to the metal rod previously used to slam the back of her CPU. She knelt down, carefully and delicately, and held it, her eyes moving towards Lou and Mary.

>Reboot Sequence successful.
>Threat to mission: Increased.
>Unit not allowed to terminate humans. Appeasing threats non-lethally.

Lou and Mary stared in shock, a cold sweat coming from him as he saw how the android raised her arm and prepared to launch the metal rod like a javelin towards them. He took Mary’s hand, and quickly rushed off in the hall. The sound of the metal rod crashing against the wall behind them caused a commotion among the other students, who began to panic.

“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!”

-

The car parked in front of the campus entrance with the chirp of the wheels’ breaks hitting off. David sat back behind the driver’s seat, looking from his window at the building as he took out the keys to turn off the car. Vannie looked out the window as well, awe-strucked at the simpler things.

“David, sir. Did you study in a place like this?? With other humans?!” She questioned, as she saw some students walk off the grounds and come in, others taking a cigar outside the gates.

David breathed out “Yeah actually. It sucks. The stress, the exams…” He turned to his partner, a serious glare on his face “We gotta be quick about this. Could get ugly, you got my back right?”

“Of course! You’re my second top priority!” She nodded, gesturing with her fists.

David shook his head “We gotta do something about that whole second top priority…”

They both proceeded to exit the car, walking to the entrance as the feeling of the place seemed way too calm. Out of the blue, one of the students runs in the middle of the entrance and towards the other students announces

“Some crazy bastard just swung at a robot in the lockers!!!”

Catching the attention of the group, they all began to talk among each other, curiously glancing at the innards of the institute as they stood up and rushed inside. David, seeing this, thought the worst… with a simple look at Vannie, he signaled her to get in and find out the origin of the commotion.

-

Chris and Jim kept on looking around, tirelessly around every single hall and corner of the university, without success… Chris held her head up “This is pointless- They probably already took her! We lost our chance with the Thesis”

Jim groans, shaking his head as he crosses his arms, resting next to his friend “Hey, give it time. What do you know? Maybe Lou will find her first?”

She rolls her eyes, eyeing Jim with distaint “Lou?? He got us into this mess! I swear to god when I see that little-”

“JIM!!! CHRIS!!! RUNNN!” Lou yelled out, coming over the end of the hall, Mary barely keeping up as she ran, simply following him.

“Hiiiii” Mary waved as she ran.

The duo couldn’t believe it, everything was suddenly in order- yet him running was clearly not a good sign. Chris sneered at him, but as she was about to utter the first row of insults boiling in her mind since the morning, she saw the rapidly approaching figure of the other robot, hunting them down

“What the fuck is that??” She uttered, while she and Jim joined in with Mary and Lou in their running.

“ITS AN ANDROID OKAY?! SHE’S LOOKING FOR MARY”

“She's very mean.”

Jim looked back, the android crashing into the wall due to its speed as they curved a hall, buying them some time, as much as it is terrifying. He quickly thought of something, pointing towards the computer room and locking the door behind them. The barely lit room, solely for the cabling and humble dark light of the screens was all they had to see. They all pant, at the same time trying to keep their voice down.

“...We got some time.” Jim says, looking around the dark room with some difficulty.

Chris hugs Mary, almost sobbing as she feels her sense of security come back to her.

“Oh my god;; I was so worried… I’m glad you are still with us Mary…” She consoled against her shoulder, holding her quite strongly.

She pats her back in response “No worries! Like, I’m totally functional”

The two guys just looked at this with a raised eyebrow, yet Jim seemed busier with something else, quietly moving away. Lou pays no attention to this, as he goes to Chris with some nervousness. Chris simply stares him down.

“You-” She stops herself, shaking her head “What the hell happened? How could you have lost sight of Mary? You put all of us, you put ME at risk”

Lou laments, nodding along “I know… It’s not my fault, she just walked out in the middle of the night. This thesis is important to me too, not trying to sabotage it”

As he explains, Mary walks next to him and nods alongside him “An unknown program reset my parameters back to default, ordering me to return to my recharge station.” She finally explains, arching her back, intricately making so her bust would be shown more… at the end of the day she was still just a sexbot “I apologize if I caused distress to you. I’m ready to serve whichever way I am capable of”

“...Unknown program…? I thought I took those out, what are you talking about?”

“Not in my code. One sent wirelessly” She blinked, placing a hand on her chest “There remains a foreign connection to my system”

She raised an eyebrow at this… Lou did so as well, not hearing of anything of the sort in any other android they knew of. They would’ve questioned her further if it wasn’t for the thud coming from one of the doors of the computer room. She had found them, they all quickly began to panic.

“It’s that thing again! now what?? we’re cornered!” Lou yelled out, hiding under one of the tables. Chris and Mary did the same, attempting to find any sort of hiding place.

They saw a blue flash coming from the server panel of the room, following it, they’d find Jim effectively connecting a bunch of high fiber cables together into one load, and turning on and off the power grid of the server… testing the voltage.

“Jim- what the HELL are you doing?? Get out of there and hide!” Chris ordered, followed by another thud, the lock of the door, shaking and breaking more.

With one strong pull, he extended the organized cables out of the panel and held them close, his eyes darted to Chris and Lou and gestured with his hand for Chris to stay there, which pointed to Lou to get to the server grid.

“When I tell you, pull that lever down, the power one.” He ordered Lou, then turned to Mary “Droid, stand in the middle of the room and be VERY obvious about what you are when the other android comes in, it's an order”

The way he ordered her made Mary quickly get out of where she hid and mechanically walk quickly to the center of the room, her system efficiently calculating in the matter of milliseconds the general and absolute center of the room as every other process was dropped. Jim hid behind a table and nodded, Chris was still completely confused about the plan. Another Thud… the lock broke, flying out against the fall the other side of the room, and with the movement of the door handle, the door swung open, the light coming from the halls blocked by the slim and seductive figure of the infiltrator, her face and figure obscured except her red glowing eyes.

“Ooooo! Like! Look at meee!! I’m here!!!” Mary teased, unmoving as she teased with a smile.

Like clockwork the android rotated her head towards Mary, in the matter of less than a second. Lou, terrified, pressed himself against the wall hoping she wouldn’t be able to see them… She began to walk towards her, pushing the tables and computer out of her way as she took the path of most resistance, yet the most efficient. Her heels pressing against the carpeted floor. Jim awaited… the perfect moment, breathing heavy. She raised her arm, as if she was going to grab Mary with one hand out of there, and when she was but one step away from Mary, Jim jumped out.

“Louie, Now!”

The lever went down, the cable lit up with pure blue electricity, which slightly blinded him as he pressed the copper end in between the infiltrators breasts, electricity coursing through its body. Her eyes crossed, servos overloaded and her speech synthesizer going haywired with high and low undecipherable sounds. Noticing the electrical hazard, Mary would step back and look at her breakdown. The android would, in all of its synthetic desperation, crawl at Mary’s legs attempting to still grab her. Her HUD scrambled and blurry. Before simply shutting down… freezing in place, her dark hair messily all over the place on the floor.

As she shut down, Lou lowered the lever, breathing heavily as they all rounded around her frozen body. All turning to Jim.

“...Since when did you know how to do that?” Chris pointed with her thumb.

Swallowing and returning to his more relaxed self Jim rises his shoulders “I may or may not have looked into the voltage needed to overload an android”

Mary looks at Jim with a frown “W-why would you look that uppp??”

“No offense” He gestures Mary “Lets get out of here…”

The group tiredly gets out of the room, wasted. Yet a few steps out of the room, two tall suited figures stare them down. David and Vannie, crossing their arms and placing their hands on their hips respectively.
“Boss! I got the Deluxe unit on sight” she chirped with a smirk.

David walked up to Jim, first in the group “So- a group of kids stole a multimillion dollar prototype from the BIGGEST company of the city and hijacked our system to cover itself?”

Jim raises an eyebrow “Dude, what are you talking about. We just hacked her”

“JIM??? MAYBE??? SHUT UP???” Chris desperately shakes him as she looks on the verge of tears.

“I mean, if you assholes wanted to get your sexbot back you didn’t need to send the fucking T800 on us. I busted her back there with some 50,000 volts, so yeah” He crossed his arms, rolling his eyes.

Vannie laughs at his comment “Huh? We didn’t send any android??”

Silence filled the other side of the conversation, David’s eyes looking over the door as he caught a glimpse at the robot on the floor. His face turned to worry.

“That’s… a military grade assasin unit. No matter how much voltage you hit her with… We got about 40 seconds.”

==Chapter 8: “Termination”==

The limp body of the machine laid face down in the carpeted floor of the computer room, shut down, without power flowing… but not without being functional. Rumbling came from within her, quietly and subtly, as the surge of electricity was placed upon its system, its complex design was meant to simply cut off the power until it normalized, it was designed and prepared to withstand far greater and violent surges of electricity than whatever was thrown at her by Jim and the rest.

With an internal click, the machine rebooted, her eyelids opening up as she pushed herself off the ground into a sitting position against the room’s tables. Her red glowing eyes blinked quickly as her system assessed the sudden forced shutdown.

-Boot up Successful. No flaws detected.
-Power surge caused an automated hard-shutdown sequence. Scanning component’s status…

The robot, in her eternally unemotional stare would look down at herself and blink, her eyes looking at her burnt blouse and exposed bust, a dark burn mark atop her breasts highlighted in her HUD not before scanning her own inner components

-Powercell core status: Nominal
-Control AI module (CAI) status: Nominal
-CPU status: Nominal.
Warning: Burnt synthskin detected.
Paizuri functionality hindered.
Human infiltration capabilities hindered.

Assessing her frame’s current situation her system found no flaws for her to not continue her mission. Although, as she processed her capability of paizuri being hindered due to the burnt synthskin, she seemed to make a light frown…

She quickly stood up without problems, her tall figure imposing more with her careless expression as her turtleneck sweater now featured a burnt hole in her clavicle area, with spots of burnt off skin that gave way to dark colored shiny metal underneath. The commotion which was started by Yenny and Ena about her run in with Mary caused plenty of people to go around inside, looking to photograph her. Her eyes darted to the corridor, catching a glimpse of yellow hair passing the door of the entrance in her HUD, immediately relating it back to her designated target. Her expression turned wide eyed, speeding up as she ran behind it.

In her way stood some other students, trying to take a look at her from up close. She swiftly avoided them, or simply pushed them out of the way. By the time she crosses the door, the group, including Mary, were already inside of David’s car. Louie and her cross views, as with some chatter they start the car and begin to speed up towards the outside. The machine moves towards them, the single objective of getting her hands on Mary to retrieve her to god knows where being the only thing behind her soulless glowing red eyes.

Her speed was on match with the car’s, but she wasn’t designed to outspeed it… by the time they crossed the gates into the street she was already too far away. Understanding the futility of following it on foot, she slows down, not before scanning the car’s plate and model… Her system was fast enough to recognize it as a BabeTec employee issued car. The plate was ‘WDYC-091’, she blinked twice, no matches in her database… It was incomplete. She turns sharply back towards the school, efficiently walking as she intentionally directs herself to the crowd of people.

“YOOOO!!! THIS IS CRAZY GUYS, WE HAVE AN ACTUAL ROBOT IN CAMPUS.” A student yells at the camera of his phone as he stands giving the machine his back “ONLY IN NEW DUBAI DUDEEEE, WORLD STAR”

The robot looks over at him, stopping as she catches a glimpse of his phone.

-Internet based long range communication device located.
-Security level: LOW

“Please remain calm” She says in a stern yet soothing tone, snatching the phone out of the guy’s hands as she holds it in her hand, staring at it for a few seconds. The phone screen went dark, buzzing and screeching followed as a series of flashing colors and pixelated blocks filled the screen. She was hacking into it, reformatting the device for it to function solely as a sort of long range antenna.

“Wh-what the fuck is wrong with my phone??” The student stares in disbelief

As she finally succeeds in retooling the phone, and utilizing the car’s plate, she looks for databases relating to the car model… Her HUD displayed a 3D map of the city and its pathways as it pinpointed the location of the service car, relating it back to a public record and report of BabeTec employee vehicles, currently on its way to an unknown location.

“Thank you for your device.” She says, looking at the student, and proceeding to walk back out towards the exit of the school, swaying her hips as she calculated her next move depending on where they would stop.

“...Why am I turned on by this”

-

“DRIVEEEEEEE DRIVE FUCK, DRIVE!!!!”

Louie yells as he sees the assassin android cross eyesights with them. David turned to see behind the glass, cursing under his breath as he quickly stepped on the gas. Jim, Chris, Louie and Mary were all sitting together in the backseat, pressed together as the car was only meant for 5 people out of the 6 currently inside… Jim held onto the door’s ceiling handle as he groaned at Louie.

“Louie you got to calm the fuck down.” He snarled with annoyance, the high pitched yells hurting his ears.

Between him and Louie sat Chris holding her head and looking down at the car’s floor doomly as she held herself together by a threat

“We’re gonna die…” she mutters with broken voice, madly and nervously chocking up as her leg jumps up and down.

Vannie turns from the passenger's seat and worryingly catches her comment “No no no! We’re going to be fine! The android is not as fast as the car, right David?” She turned to see his partner.

His eyes were on the road, holding onto the steering wheel with a powerful grip as his eyes were wide open “Is she still following us.”

Mary and Louie would look behind together, catching how her figure stops running and simply lets them go.

“No… we’re good for now” Louie answers, sitting back down and letting Mary adjust herself by sitting in his lap, giving more space in the backseats. His attention shifts to Chris, who remains looking down with her hands on her face and hair. He breathed out, his heart still racing due to the sheer adrenaline of the recent events… yet he couldn't bring himself to even lay his hand on her shoulder for support.

He felt how the moment turned slow, in his mind, the feeling that they had gotten in way too deep sent shivers down his spine. He pressed his eyes closed.

“...Louie, are you okay?” Mary leans closer. He was back to reality, shifting his attention to her “Your blood pressure is like, super abnormal”

“I’ll be fine okay- I’m sorry, I just…”

“You got any water there, bot?” Jim talks over him, directed to Vannie. He had taken a closer look at Chris, who seemed to have only gotten worse.

Rumbling from the front of the car could be heard as Vannie took it to priority. Opening the glove compartment proved to bring no results, same with the sides of the seat and cup holders… until David takes notice and without taking his eyes off the road opens a compartment between the front seats and hands Jim a bottle with the company logo.

With a frown, he takes it and quickly opens it, straightening Chris up so that she can drink it properly.

“Come on Chrissy, keep yourself together.”

She tilts the bottle and takes a big gulp, breathing out, breathing slower “Thank you-” she says between gasps.

David slams the steering wheel with force, the sound of the impact echoing in the closed space “What the hell were you three thinking?! Hijacking a multimillion dollar prototype model… For what?! So you three perverts could FUCK it?! Is that it??”

“...David.” Vannie attempts to intercede, calling him out in a soft tone “The protocol is to be friendly. They’re terrified!”

Chris perks up, a raised and upset eyebrow “Maybe we wouldn’t be in this issue if LOUIE didn’t take good care of Mary!”

“Now you’re blaming me?!” Louie buds heads with her “How was I supposed to know she would just waltz out of the room as soon as I fell asleep?!”

“I don’t know Lou! Maybe! Perhaps just maybe, your job was to make sure something like that was Impossible!”

“Argh! now you two shut it!” Jim cuts in, rolling his eyes with a disappointed and stern look. “Mary said it wasn’t out of her own volition, Louie probably wouldn’t have been able to do anything against it anyway. But YOU Lou, you should be more responsible.”

“I am responsible.”

“Well, you’re doing a terrible job at showing it.”

“...” He turns his face away, not finding the strength to be upset at him

Jim, turns his attention to David now, an indifferent look on his face “And for your information, gramps, we hacked her because we needed an android for our thesis, because your fucking company can’t help itself to make super expensive sex-sleeves.”

Vannie turns sharply at him “Language! We’re your friends here!” She tries to dialogue with him, turning to David “...Right?”

He was far too concentrated on the road, moving across the empty streets towards the outskirts of the city, not having a plan at all of what to do. His frown fell, tiredly.

“We can’t just destroy an assassin droid… Its model is too sturdy. I’ll try to lose it on the way, it’ll me and Vannie enough time to take Mary back to R&D”

As his words exit his mouth Mary’s attention comes to David “What…? But like- I’m not defective, I’m in the middle of my mission still” she attempts to justify herself “I’m simply completing my orders as programmed”

“Yeah… well, you’ve been compromised it seems. Your programming was altered, stolen you could say!” Vannie fails to appease the confused android in a way that matters, instead making the rest of the group look guiltier of whatever they did to Mary “But do not worry! We’re here to return you to your makers”

“...I want to like… hm, complete my objectives”

“You can't just take her back to R&D, are you actually stupid?” Jim intercedes once more with a mocking tone “If it was able to get inside a school I doubt it’ll struggle to get inside whatever lab you’ll be taking her to”

With a sigh and a groan David raises his voice “Oh yeah?! And what do you suggest you know-it-all brat? I already have enough to deal with to have to also deal with your entitled anti-authority attitude”

Louie tries to calm the situation down “Alright! Alright! Let’s take it easy, if it was made it can be unmade. We don’t have to blow it up, Chris said once that androids cannot work without their AI chip- if we find a way to take it out we’ll be essentially shutting her off.”

“And how are you planning on doing that? Exactly” David responds, more annoyed than upset.

“We’ll- figure it out when we set base!”

Chris scoffs, mocking laughter at his comment “Figure it out? Same way you were figuring out how to do an essay without reading the book? the same way you wanted to figure out how my mechanical pencil worked by irreversibly breaking it beyond belief? Or how you were figuring out where Mary was?”

“What is up with you with me today?! I screwed up, I know, I’m trying to owe up to it!”

She holds her head, shaking her head at nothing “I’m tired Louie- Everytime I try to do something good for you, you screw it up. And then you owe up to it just to screw it up again, not learning anything… I gave you Mary so you could have exactly what you wanted, exactly who you wanted. Wasn’t that why we broke off? You wanted a robot? Then how come you treat her like this and let her go wherever?”

Louie stayed quiet, frowning. He turned for a second to glance at Mary, her usual smile not as grand as he was used to… or at least he felt like it was that way. His cheeks were red, he just didn’t want to hear this coming from her, or anyone for that matter. He tried looking for support from Jim, yet he seemed as upset as her, lost looking forwards.

“...I don’t know” he finally let out in a gloomy tone.

She crosses her arms, pushing her back against the seat. She could see the eyes of Vannie opened like plates as she peaked into their conversation from the rearview, quickly looking away as it clashed against her view, easing the mood for at least a second. As she looked out the window she was able to tell they were already out of the city, some of the greenery beginning to dissipate as they began to enter the outskirts’ industry area. Long abandoned factories and rundown warehouses going as far as the eye could see.

“What I do know is…” Louie speaks up again, a melancholic smile on his face as he calls upon Chris’ and Jim’s attention “what was made can be unmade. An assembly, disassembled. We just gotta make a good plan and I just so happen to have two very good friends knowledgeable in assemblies and planning.”

Jim smiles, rolling his eyes “You’re corny as hell”

Although not entirely convinced, Chris nods, remaining quiet. Her eyes gravitate towards Mary, unmoving she feels worry for her- beyond her usefulness to her thesis, she wondered if she was okay, if she was able to be otherwise.

On the front seats, Vannie taps on David’s shoulder, talking on a lower tone for the rest to not hear

“Are we… going to go along with this?”

He raised his shoulders “Doesn't seem like we have a choice. Lucky for them, I have something for this situation”

-

Time passed, now in the middle of nowhere. The radiant orange glow of the sunset going down behind the view of the city’s skyline was the view in front of the abandoned warehouse they managed to park next to. Jim stood near the small cliff, admiring the view to himself as the rest of the group gathered near the car. The back compartment opened, David unloaded a couple of things not even Vanny was aware of.

A small dark box, in the shape of a suitcase. He sighed, annoyed in his tired face. He slammed the compartment and placed the suitcase on top, opening it with both hands in one swift move

“Alright, since we’re left with no choice I guess I'm finally giving usage to this thing.”

Skeptical and with arms crossed Chris queries “Which is?”

He digs his hands inside the suitcase and takes out a funky-looking revolver of sorts. Geometrical and dipped in a futuristic taint of white, it seemed to have the revolving part behind the trigger, looking heavy to handle.

“Programmable bullets. Standard issue. Every bullet comes out of my salary…”

Vannie claps excitedly “An anti-android weapon! So smart of you David!”

He shook his head, adjusting his throat “Thank you, but no. If I was dealing with an android of the likes of you two…” He said, pointing back and forth between Mary and Vannie “Then it’d be a one shot. But this is a military android, it’d probably just stun her for some seconds. Enough for us to rip her chip out, as your friend said”

Louie nodded, attentively listening.

“We have 3 shots. And each bullet has to be programmed with a shutdown command.”

Jim turned at the words of this “Oh don’t worry, Chris and Louie know how to make those.”

Annoyed, David rolled his eyes “And you? are you just gonna sit there and do nothing while your friends do all the work?”

“Calm down dude, I’m an engineer. You said it’ll stun her, i’ll buy you time” He points to the abandoned warehouse “More than enough tools inside. You just do your part and I'll do mine”

“Fine whatever-” He disregards him, going back to the group “Now, I don’t want any of you two getting in the line of sight. I and I alone will be pulling the trigger” He specifies with excruciating punctuation, the idea of having to deal with one android was one he learned to work with, but two… and 3 youngsters was too much for him to bare.

Mary smiles at him, nodding her head “Understood. I will not get in the line of sight”

He sighs “You really don’t have to repeat orders given to you”

She nods again “Understood, I will not-”

“STOP-”

Vannie laughs, nudging at Mary “You’ll get used to it, he’s a nice human most of the time”

He placed the pistol back in the little suitcase and closed it, alongside the three bullets, coming over to Chris and handing it to her. She took it without much care, it was rather a lucky strike that she brought her laptop from before.

“I can’t believe I’m trusting the hacker of a multimillion dollar unit another hundred or so thousand dollar weapon- but these are desperate times”

Chris shook her head, looking over at Mary and Vannie talking away from her and David “You don’t get it don’t you?”

Her answer intrigued him, raising an eyebrow

“Their AI’s, even if ruled under some rules, allow them to develop so much. They’ll become their own person if given the time and space. They can learn” She faces him, a stern look “All you gotta do is show them where you want them to go. Who knows, you could learn a lot from them”

She walks away, leaving him confused. Vannie was a machine, he understood that much, but he never considered seeing her in any other way… Thinking further about it, he began to notice how she began copying him, the way he expressed himself, speech, even her attempts at completing his sentences. He swallowed, scratching his beard as he looked at the two androids from afar.

Chris passed by Louie “I’ll do the first lines of code. Check them with me after a bit, you know how it is” She said, pointing at him with a serious tone, and with that, going inside the warehouse.

Louie didn’t respond, only nodding with his eyes as he saw her go away. Checking up on Jim for some sort of guidance he sits next to him.

“So… Crazy day today huh?” He tries breaking the ice, an uncomfortable laugh coming out of him.

“Yeah.” He said bluntly “I guess that’s a way to call it.”

He didn't seem to want to continue the conversation. He’d usually scold him for being an idiot towards Chris and now probably Mary, yet he just kept his eyes on the horizon, all the while he sat on his but twirling his fingers in place.

Jim finally speaks up “Do you know-”

“That I screwed it up? Yes! God yes! I know it and it sucks. I didn’t know she purposefully put Mary with me out of her own good?? How was I supposed to know that? And I got all of us into this situation by letting Mary into the server- Now whatever company is looking for her is going to take away our only chance at doing this Thesis.” He breathed heavily, Jim looked at him… confused. “And it is all my fault Jim!”

He scoffs, shaking his head “What I was going to ask was if you knew what model the assassin droid was. I know you know this sorta stuff. The hardware might be sturdier in some places, I gotta take advantage of that”

“Wh- what?”

He gestures with his hands “What? You spilled that with me when it should’ve been with Chris, dude.” He begins to laugh, a tauntful, formal laugh that Louie hated hearing.

“...Whatever, I’ll tell her again…” He disregarded the awkward moment and moved on to his question “Her height and design tell me- maybe a XB1? XB2? Not much difference.” He points to his chest “Lot’s of armor on the front, not much on the back, kinda designed to waltz into the battlefield… at least that’s what it says on the forums”

For once in his lifetime Jim actually asked him something about his focus on android forums, which would

“Good, as expected then.” He responded, he brought a hand to his chin, intentionally making himself look smarter “Hmmm… Tight armor means bad ventilation… I got it.”

He stood up and simply went inside the warehouse, leaving Louie in place

“Wha- what the hell? That’s it??”

He was left alone, Jim not even bothering to turn back to face him. Louie shook his head, it seemed he truly shouldn’t avoid facing her much longer. He noticed in the distance Mary and Vannie bonding, not being able to discern their words from where he stood. He thought of bringing her with him, but he quickly shook the idea off as he marched inside, closed fists in frustration.

The place was old, in the early days of the city… before the change to cheaper electricity. You were able to tell by the large pipes from which furnaces would heat up the chemical concoction used to create the earlier models’ outerskin, while of course, expelling humes to the atmosphere. Inside, as he peeked side to side looking for Chris, he was quick to already spot Jim scavenging through dead frames of long passed their prime androids, not even featuring their outer skin.

He was used to the models being made with a more dark and slicker endoskeleton, these ones were grey instead… cheaper and of course less strong. Jim collected some parts, abandoned others, all the machinations of his mind blooming as he seemed to be smiling to himself unsupervised. Louie couldn’t help but feel good for his friend, even if the circumstances were dire.

At his left, he saw a stairway leaning to what seemed to have been once the supervisor area, overlooking the assemblies and furnaces from above in a neatly organized office, he was able to discern the shine of Chris’ computer from the ground, she was there… He breathed in and moved up to meet her.

As he raised up the stairs he could hear her voice, tired.

“...I’m sorry, I’m not going to be home today. Mom and dad are home today right?”

She took a pause, Louie, walked slowly and actively trying to avoid making noise

“Again…? But it’s Tuesday-” She stops herself, holding her nose bridge “Tommy. I’m sorry, okay? It’s an important thing, just take care of yourself one night and I'll get you something from the manga shop you like…. Yes, you can go in my room”

As he enters through the door, he slowly pushes it open, peeking inside as she was sitting behind a desk, laying her face against her arm as she held her cellphone close to her ear. She peeks up, meeting eyes with Louie, her more relaxed expression going back to a frown.

“...I’ll call you later, okay?” She hung up.

Louie smiles nervously “You doing alright Crissy?” He asked, pathetically holding his hands together “I’m sorry for ruining this- I screwed all of this so bad- and I should’ve thanked you for letting me keep Mary on purpose! It was… a very nice gesture”

She sat back against the old chair’s back, squinting at his words, before shaking her head and going back to coding, her laptop now connected to one of the three bullets

“...Back in the day factories like these were all around the city, spewing fumes and contaminating the air.” She explained, unprovoked, “When my parents moved in with me, they warned us it was a bad idea to bring such a young sicklish boy into a climate like this, we were farmers after all… rich, yeah, but farmers after all.”

Louie tilted his head, looking around to sit on the opposite side of the table, keeping quiet.

“Tommy got sick. Pulmonary Fibrosis. the chemicals and microplastics in the air permanently tore through his lungs… He was the only one to get this bad, medicine was good enough to create medicines against it happening… but not to those that it already happened to” Her eyes raised up from the screen. She had stopped typing “He never left the house after that. The air was too toxic for that. I had to be there taking care of him twenty-four-seven and all I ever got were comments comparing me to a robot. Disregarding me, ignoring me”

“I’m- Sorry, Chris” Louie said, trying to empathize. She just continued.

“This is New Dubai! I thought, the city of the future, the epicenter of AI development. But not a single time did they ever use AI for anything useful. It was fun, it was amazing tech after all… So I decided it was going to be me who did it” She rested, looking at the ceiling longingly. Her eyes water, her voice breaks and she covers her face once more “That’s why this damn thesis is so important! If I can show what AI can do I’m sure I’ll get a good job with the resources to help out those that need it!”

“And you feel it’s my fault that it won’t happen…” Louie saw sorrowly

“Well yeah!” She blurs out “But- no, at the same time” she attempts to think of the right words, looking around his mind. “I feel like you don't know the importance of this”

“Maybe I don’t” He admits, beating himself down “But I want to support you on this, if you let me… When we were together- you always talked about how you loved AI and I remember-”

“Talking about those dumb AI movies?” she completes his words, smiling “Hah Hah… yeah”

He chuckles, shared by her. The memories they shared of themselves dating in their youth flooding back in that specific moment, a testament to their friendship and mutual passion. It’s eventual end seemingly hitting them both at the same time as their mutual smiles dissipate. She sniffs her nose, drying the tears on her cheeks.

“You better apologize to Mary, alright?”

He quietly nods, knowing what she meant- even feeling the need to apologize for things Chris probably didn’t even know about.

He tries to change the subject “How is the code going?”

“Good, just trying to cap out any loophole the AI might try to abuse in the code”

He stands up and goes around the table, looking at the screen as she explained.

He puts a hand to his chin “Ah, interesting… You got all possible servers tackled, assuming we don’t need to bother with firewalls. What about the two dots here?” He says pointing at the screen

“Well, without it it’d loop back and cancel itself??” She responds, looking up at him, seeing that smarter side of Louie that she once cherished, her annoyed tone ended by an exhale of air from her nose and a grin.

BANG

The door of the little room slams open, Chris and Louie jump off the scare as they notice it was simply Jim, a box of glass bottles in his arms and a smile on his face so unusual he seemed possessed. He quickly carried the box of bottles into the table with a metallic clunk as he proudly stood with his knuckles on his hip

“I found these beers in the old storage room, this is pre-prohibition stuff!!!” He gives the box a slap “Come on, they’re even in great mint condition!”

“I have never seen you more excited for something before in my life” Chris says giving him a weird look

“Do you want to get drunk or not?”

From outside the small room the echo of David’s voice can he heard “Drunk?!”

The group peeks out of the elevated room, seeing David beside the door with his hands on his shoulders, giving them a stern look. Behind him Mary and Vannie would follow, Mary would make her way to meet with the trio while Vannie would stand with her hands at each side, glancing over David’s posture before closely matching his pose and look.

“We don’t have time for something as irresponsible as that. The assassin android might pop out of the blue any moment now” David complains, sighing at the end “Do you guys even know what type of problem you are in right now?”

The android would rise up the stairway, being helped by Louie, which she simply gave him a nod and a smile before moving past him… leaving him cold.

“Here we go again with this dude” Jim says under his breath, he peeks through “You’re not our dad! Or a teacher! Hell! We don’t really like BabeTec that much to begin with!”

He quickly turns to Mary “No offense.”

“Like, none taken!” She smiles.

Louie thinks to himself, saying out loud “...I like babetec-”

David rolls his eyes “We need to finish setting up the bullets. No distractions”

Jim scoffs “You’re one to talk! Thought BabeTec were masters at making distractions! Look at their androids!”

He simply allowed Jim to continue berating him, his stand shifting in place due to annoyance. He eventually turns to Vannie, curling his lip as he says in a lower voice “I am fine dealing with androids, but babysitting 20 year olds is beyond my area of expertise.”

Vannie smiles at him, patting him on the back “No worries David, i’ll take care of it”

Without taking an order or his response, Vannie would step up from David as he intensely watched, the words of Chris resounding in his head. She adjusted her Throat to catch their attention, as otherwise she had no need to, and with a refined tone and friendly smile attempted again.

“Well! I don’t want to boss you around! How about we leave those drinks by night time, hm? According to my calculations, regardless of form of transportation we have until morning for the assassin android to find us, meaning! We could set up everything and do a nice get-together activity with a fireplace outside!” She looks over to David “Even David will talk! And participate!”

He shook his head, crossing his arms

“How does that sound?” She closes the deal.

The group comes to face one another, whispering among each other. Louie opens up “How old does she think we are? She’s treating us like toddlers”

“Lou, we just talked about responsibility.” Chris intervenes “Maybe it’s more of a- Solution?”

“I just don’t wanna listen to them, call me petty if you want” Jim shook his head

Chris throws daggers at him with a look “Just do what she says.”

He rolls his eyes, going back to the pair as he defeatedly says “Fine. We’ll do your little charade.”

*

The group had organized the traps and tools they’d be using against the android, they were unsure if Vannie’s calculations were precise, knowing the complete unexpectedness of a machine like that… haste was to be expected in their attempts to execute their plan. Both Chris and Louie continued to work on the code for the bullets, although they were confused as to how they functioned primarily, the simple installation of the lines of code was more than enough for the three bullets… but through the coding process Louie began to have his doubts.

The assassin droid had proven to be resilient, to both physical and electrical damage… it was easy to expect it to resist weapons of this type… He decided for the time being to trust the plan David had laid down and do as he was told, but the idea didn’t stop floating in his head.

“Alright.” Jim said, getting back up from kneeling as he cleaned his hands off dust and residue “It's done… that thing is going to have a bad time for sure”

David was busy inspecting the triggers of the traps, among them, a thin line of string made out of copper cables found inside the factory, Jim crossed his arms, seeing him doubt his work.

“Any flavourful comments, babetec man?” He mocked.

He shook his head, going up to him and tapping his shoulder “Impressive work. For using scraps I mean” and with that, went deeper into the factory at the old employee longue, leaving Jim feeling a weird and nice feeling. He side glanced the string trigger and let out a simple “Huh.” of approval to himself.

Vannie had organized some of the chairs and broken down tables into a small circle, with enough space for the six of them. She sat on her knees without much difficulty, being joined by Mary, sitting next to Chris and Louie as they inspected the code… Mary was sitting in silence, her eyes lost somewhere else before shifting their focus to David as he arrived.

“Good! you came!” Vannie said with a smile.

He frowned “Of course I came, what- What did you think I was going to do?”

She laughed “Oh David you’re such a grouch sometimes, right?” She said pointing with her thumb while she tried to relate to the rest of them.

Behind David, Jim slid past him and pivoted to Chris and Louie, whose faces lit up as they saw him come in “There you are, had trouble with the traps?”

“Nah, I used to make these around my neighbourhood with less” He swallowed, sitting on a dirty office chair without a back, not before scraping it off of dirt before placing his butt on it “You two did your nerd thing?”

Chris scoffed “Programming is a nerd thing but engineering isn’t?”

Jim took a few seconds to respond, staring her down with his usual uninterested look “You know what, I’m smart enough to be silent and apologize”

As the chatter filled the room, Louie couldn’t help but draw attention to Mary. Her glowing golden hair and perfect skin generating a sort of light of its own to his eyes, sound seemed to disappear around him as he saw her in between Chris and her laptop… He felt guilty for one, and another feeling of regret came over him as he remembered that she was technically his girlfriend, or at least, that’s what he had ordered her to be.

“Hey Mar-”

The clinging of bottles startled him and the rest again, seeing it was David bringing the dusty cradle of beers in the middle of the circle. Vannie began clapping and quickly encouraged the rest to do the same.

“Alright, you guys earned it. I’m not a big fan of alcohol, but as long as you don’t go fully overboard then we’ll be fine” He said, more laid back than he has ever been before, he sat down, not before taking a bottle and opening it up with a single twist of his wrist. He looked at Vannie “So, what’s the activity, partner?”

Vannie blinked rapidly, hearing the words partner coming from him “Uhm- I- Well! Uhm…” she stumbled over her words, attempting to look as intentional as she could “Huh! Where is this partner name calling coming from, hmmm?”

He lowered his eyebrows “Vannie, you are my work partner, it’s not that big of a deal”

“Understood!” She said returning to the group, taking her hands together “Analysis of this current situation brings up the result of ‘coworker after time hours’ events! And luckily for you! I am well programmed for a situation such as this one.”

As she spoke Jim closed in on Louie’s ear and jokingly said “she surely is a social Swiss army knife, huh?”

“We’ll be playing truth or dare!” She said with a smile “Who wants to sta-”

After gulping a bit of his beer David raised his hand and spoke over Vannie “I’ll start!” He leaned forward and pointed at the group “Why did you decide to hijack the Deluxe Model?”

Jim rolled his eyes, leaning forwards to grab a glass. “That’s not how the game works, dude.” He opts to hit the top of the can with the edge of the table to pop it open.

“Truth. Same question”

Chris loses no time, closing the laptop as she bluntly responds “We are doing a thesis about the usage of AI and androids and their adapting utility in different fields, or a thesis on androids for short… we don’t have an android, we needed one, she was there.”

He is taken aback “So… you are like- using her as a test subject, then?”

“No dude” she shook her head “We are just observing her through a specific lens. The more she learns the more we can use her progress to predict how AI adapts to specific situations… Maybe we’d be able to prove methodologies for AI’s in different fields”

He nods, looking at Mary, who seemed happy to hear her friend’s words. He layed back and drank again “Alright… who’s next?”

Jim raised his hand, looking over at Louie “Truth or Dare bucko?”

“Uhh… Dare?” He said with a nervous smile

He glanced over the box and pointed at it “Gulp down a bottle in one go” He said with a devilish smile

David chuckled “Thought we said we’d go easy? It's not like we’re in a particularly safe situation”

Chris nodded along while laughing, no matter where Louie looked he simply felt pressured to follow through. He raised his shoulders and leaned forward to grab a bottle. He attempted to twist the cap open… but lacked the force to do so, showing his inexperience and weakness.

“Oh god!” Says Vannie with worry in her eyes, yet still smiling.

Not being able to bare watching him struggle anymore, Jim snatches the beer off his hands and opens it with the side of the table, popping the bottle’s cap right off as it flew up in the air and right back down onto the floor

“It was going to last forever.”

He hands Louie the bottle back, taking it shily onto both of his hands and looking at the cold smoke coming out of the bottle’s neck dauntingly. The room set their eyes on him, Jim at the edge of his seat expectantly as he simply sighed and swallowed saliva. Backing out now would simply make him look

“Here goes nothing- I guess!”

And with that he raised the bottle onto his mouth and began gulping with each wave of beer that flowed down the bottle onto his lips, barely keeping up. A combination of the beer’s temperature and the alcohol made him close his eyes in resistance. David worryingly stared down at his throat, going up and down as he gulped down. “How the hell is he even doing that, it's not like he’s drunk before”

Mary perked in, staring him down as she responded “He totally hasn’t” she was quick to scan him up and down, similarly to how she did before back in his dorm room, detecting how he was slowly but surely intoxicating himself with alcohol, she stood up and took the bottle away from him, followed up by him coughing and burping while hitting his chest with his fist.

“Ah- Come on Mary! I can’t give Jim the benefit of teasing me over this later!”

Jim swallowed a sip “I actually didn’t expect you to even last 3 seconds doing that” He rested his back against the nearby table “You okay?”

“No- are you kidding?” He was quick to answer “I’m all- dizzy and *gulp* burpy…” He covered his mouth, struggling to stand, Mary was quick enough to catch him before he could bump into his own chair

David stood from his seat and recoiled at his state “Oookay bud, you took too much for your own good. Too much too quick, you got me? Hey bo- uh, Mary, how about you go take Louie for a walk- get him some fresh air…” He takes a glance at Vannie, giving her enough of a clue to keep a distant eye on them, she nods back with a smirk, feeling useful. The two of them exit, Mary holding him but by the shoulder, shortly after they walk out the factory’s gates does Vannie follow them. There’s silence between the rest of the people, Chris looking down at the ground deep in thought and Jim smirking to himself as he sips his beer, catching what David did a mere second ago.

“Eh, smart. Sending the intern android on the lookout in case the assassin comes.”

He shook his head “Nah, didn’t do it for that, I just dont want them fucking”

*

The night had fully settled in, although the contamination left over of the area made it hard to notice, the glimmer of the stars shone through the thick layer of smog in the sky. Louie walked along the walls of the building, taking support as he attempted not to fall due to his own dizziness, all the while, Mary followed behind him, curiously tilting her head at seeing him like this.

“Boyfriend, have you tried maybe sitting down for a second?” She suggested, sounding more helpful and robotic than he has ever heard her before. Nevertheless he took her advice, pressing his back against the wall and sliding down to sit on the ground floor with a relaxed exhale. He looked over at her with a smile.

“Thanks Mar-mar…” He said, a hand holding his hurting head, his voice had already begun to get runny and distorted. He invited her to sit next to him with a hand gesture, to which she quickly obeyed, sitting next to him in one smooth and quick bent. She sat on her knees and rested her hands on her thighs, her shirt perfectly covering all angles of her sides and butt as it neatly folded around her legs, a graceful sit. She stared forwards with a null expression, looking out into the vestige of old abandoned factories, as everything around them fell to be too quiet… too much.

Louie turned to her, worried “You’ve been awfully quiet… I know you’re… you know, but… are you okay? and all?” he asked, fearing for the response. The pendulum of guilt had swung once more against the walls of his body, making him shake between every sentence.

She blinked twice, he had caught that gesture from before, it meant a sort of exit of processing back to interaction, perhaps she was in deep thought about something… She turned to him and as if nothing had happened returned to a goofier and friendly smile “Oh! like, I didn’t notice! I apologize for that, boyfriend~” She giggled, leaning closer to him, allowing him to see a glimpse of her eye’s inner camera, as she whispered into his ear. “You know~ We are all alone here and… I have the perfect protocol for outdoor sex~” She finished with a wink.

He felt fluttered, yet adjusted his throat “Hey, Mary… I don’t think its the best moment for th-”

He was cut off by the machine pressing herself against his lips, kissing him passionately, the raw emotion and passion of her closed eyes taking him for a ride unprepared. Eyes wide and still dizzy he was pushed back, again against the floor and under her. Who broke the kiss and stared down at him with a sly and seductive smile, pinning him down with her arm near his face. “Hahah~ You’re so totally cute when you get like this! It’s one of the things I love about you…” she flicked her hair so that it fell all together onto his chest...Don’t you love having me as your perfect little sexdoll?”

She knew all of his tick boxes, it took him some seconds to even generate proper words to respond with, he attempted to wiggle his way out of her grip “Mary- wait, I don’t…”

The machine once again ignored his pleas, her hands moving downwards onto his crotch ever so sensually and making sure to make him feel every touch. Louie shook his head, feeling lightheaded and weak. He needed to get a word in with her, he just didn’t know what was going on with her all of the sudden

“Mary- Stop” he gritten with his teeth, holding her hand. She looked back at him, there was an expression of what seemed to be disappointment or desperation, just to go back down and attempt to touch him down there again. He groaned and pushed her hand out of the way “I don’t want to have sex with you! Okay??”

She finally stopped, raised her hands in surrender. Her smile disappeared, giving him space “I apologize” she muttered in a low tone “There seems to have been an error within my AI module. The program was activated without vocal or analysis based consent-” Even as she attempted to explain herself she still sounded out of herself, shaking her head and looking away from him. Louie sat back up again with some effort, holding his head. He felt that rush of anger and frustration with her that he never thought he could, but as he met her gaze and felt that sense of shame in her perfect face it began to dissipate. Mary shook her head “I was designed for this- I’m a sexbot afterall, the perfect partner. I don’t… really have anything else to offer but my body.” She lamented, her voice falling quieter.

That last part hit Louie like a bucket of cold water, a shiver going down his spine as his voice shook “D-don’t say that… You’ve… barely had any chance at being yourself with us. I’m sure you have a lot to offer as a person”

She tilted her head “But I'm not a person. I’m a prototype for a Deluxe unit, programmed to seduce and copulate with a series of targets. My newest objective is to be your girlfriend, not myself”

He brought his hands to his face and shook his head slowly, the alcohol taking a toll in the form of headaches again “That’s the problem- and it’s my fault! I was so caught up in the idea of having a robot as a girlfriend I forgot you had to be my FRIEND first…”

Her eyes widened and was taken aback “Girl… friend… Of course. I have to be friends with you to be your girlfriend! How do I do that?”

He lowered his arms, tiredly looking at her “You just… gotta be yourself, you know? We gotta like each other… otherwise it’s not going to work… Took me a while to understand.” Louie curled up on his legs and looked down at the ground.

Marie closed in and sat side by side with him, curiously inspecting him as she utters “From previous experiences with- Chris, correct?”

His head peeked up and he felt the need to scream as she brought it up, doing so internally albeit well hidden enough, he simply sighed and nodded “Y-yeah.” He dropped, pausing for him to swallow “Chris and I dated a while back- And I think I only asked her out because I wanted a girlfriend… I didn’t know how to value her affection, maybe it wasn’t what I wanted… and… I broke up with her.”

“I understand.” She responded “You broke up with her for something better…?”

“N-no! I mean- I think so?? but… that’s not the point i’m trying to-” He modulated with his hands, curling up his lips until he was able to organize his ideas “Look. I dated her for the wrong reasons. Selfish reasons… I don’t want that to happen again with you. As much as you’re cute and pretty- and helpful and amazing on the basis of your existence… I can’t love you if you don’t know who you are”

Mary blinked twice, parting her lips “So does that mean that… we are not dating? until I achieve an objective previously?”

“Let’s say it like that if you want…” he chuckled. “Maybe one day, I’d love to… I just don’t want to hurt you”

She went quiet for a bit, bringing her hand under her chin as she sat and looked away from him. Louie curiously looked at her, beginning to feel a little bit better. Her skin once again seemed to glow with a light of its own. Before he was able to say a word she lowered her hand and blinked twice again.

“Who am I then?”

==CHAPTER 9 “Knock ‘em, Sock ‘em!”==

Out of sight, leaning over the corner and against the wall of the factory outer wall, Vannie looked over with a keen eye and an open ear at the just occurring ordeal between Mary and Louie on the side of the building. Just to keep them in check, after all, David ordered it as such. She was determined to do as she was told, while of course, turning now and then to make sure the primary threat at hand hadn’t found them just yet…

“Watching, watching, watching…” she muttered to herself, watching Louie and Mary from a distance- the whole wide scene until now. Although it was none of her business, she made a mental note about Mary, curious about how an android of her type would even be curious about it’s own role, it’s own identity. According to the files of the model, the identity it housed was nothing more than a facade to blend in inside the student body, Mary wasn’t supposed to be nobody, just to be attractive in a specific way depending on the target- now she was tasked to find out an unmoving personality? Maybe if she herself tried to do such a thing, David would be more open to her as her partner.

She held herself closer to the wall, before suddenly detecting someone behind her, assuming the worst, she quickly turned to just find Chris standing behind her with a bottle of the beers they still had in hand, half empty, lazily held with 3 fingers by the head of the bottle. Chris looked drowsy, eyes almost closed as she frowned in Vannie’s direction, staring at her straight in the eyes.

“Ah! Chris. You startled me! I thought it was… you know! the assassin droid?”

“Youuuu’re snoooooping!” Chris responded, pointing accusatively with her index… her voice was blabbed, slow- drunk. Even in her state she understood Vannie was spying on her friends, and in her alcohol induced mind, that was unacceptable.

Vannie stood there, smiling softly and patiently, bringing her hands together “Uh, yes! That's a very observant comment! I was ordered by David to keep an eye on Mary, I hope you don’t mind-”

Chris once more intercepted “You’re… also pretty-pretty…” she said, her face turning redder. The alcohol had done its due diligence in messing with her head.

Vannie’s eyes opened wide in sudden surprise, not really being prepared to know even how to react- well, of course for the offshoot file about possible INT units and their assigned employee developing feelings for the cute assistant robot was expected by BabeTec- but a random civilian?

“...Pretty! Hah! That’s- so nice of you to say Chris! I’m flattered by your comment…!” She said, even through her synthetic speech it was obvious her AI didn’t exactly know how to respond to this circumstances “I cannot help but notice you are quite drunk! How about I accompany you to take a nap-”

In that instance of Vannie uttering those words, Chris stepped forward with a might even felt and recognized by the machine, cornering Vannie against the wall as she slowly pressed her hand besides her, to which Vannie reacted by just shutting up whatever dialogue she had planned as a response, smiling in silence as Chris slowly raised her face at her, a tired, blushed face smirked her way.

“How about you nap with me~? Uhhh?” She said… flirting???

“N-nap with you? I don't think I can Chris! I’m tasked with making a guard in case the android appears before schedule…!”

Chris didn’t flinch, or back off, she had one thing in mind “Heh… always focused on the mission, right? So cute… I could just-”

With that, and her head slowly moving onto Vannie’s face, she began deeply kissing the android’s lips passionately. Vannie couldn’t do anything but stand there, looking wide eyed and lightly reciprocating the kiss as Chris had the moment of her night. Vannie didn’t find the experience appropriate… but she didn’t stop her either.

Their lips parting ways, Chris backed from Vannie and pressed her eyes in pain, her hand quickly holding her forehead

“Argh- my head is killing me… hehehe…” She was ditzy and drunk. As she made eye contact with her again she gave her a small wink and walked back inside the factory, slowly and wobbly. Vannie stood there, without a word exciting her mouth, eyes still wide and her mouth agape, as Chris left them. By the time Chris left, Vannie looked down at herself- and said to herself in a hush tone.

“I think… I liked that”

A voice from behind her asked “Uhm, like what?”

Vannie jolted, covering herself as she expected the assassin droid just for it to be Mary and Lou.

“NOTHING. I’M KEEPING WATCH ON YOU TWO, THAT’S ALL I’M DOING. BYE”

She nervously yelled, walking back into the factory. Lou and Mary looked at eachother and chuckled.

-

“BLEEEEEUUURGHH…”

Louie held Chris’s hair back, patting her back with a disgusted yet understanding look “It’s- okay chrissy, just let it all out, alright?”

“uuurghh… this feels terrible- yet oddly familiar” Chris said, kneeling from her vomit at the abandoned factory’s bathroom toilet. She turned to look at Loue, catching her breath “I drank too much, I’m sorry-”

Lou nodded “No worries about it. You did kiss David’s robot though…” He commented, having seen most of the whole action before they parted ways “And yeah! this is… very familiar, actually”

“How so?”

“High School graduation night, the after party at Yenny’s?” he tried to refresh her memory, it must’ve been years since then

“Wha…? you were there?? I don’t even remember that night…” Chris, held her head close to the bowl, yet pressed her frow cringing.

Lou continued “You also drank too much there. Jim made me go upstairs to Yenny's pink-hell of a bathroom and make sure your goth makeup didn’t get ruined…” He tried to reminisce about the night, a hand still tightly holding Chris’ hair, regardless if it was in a ponytail or not.

“Ohh god please tell me you didn’t see me during my goth phase…”

He laughed “Y-yeah! Well… you were avoiding me all of the last year of high school but… I knew it was still you. Jim kept me on the know”

She sighed “of course Jim would play informant.” She felt a gag coming, holding onto the seat as she let it out once more, coughing by the end.

“Esshh… you okay?” Louie peeked his head to her side, to which she responded with a nod and a thumbs up “And- I actually had to force Jim to tell me how you were doing… He was also pretty mad about how I ended things with you.”

She sighed, cleaning her mouth with a tissue “...I see” she turned again, closing the lid to avoid looking at the mess she just made “...You could’ve… you know, reached out. Yourself… for a while I expected you to do so, I waited for you to do so.”

He sighed, nodding along. There was a moment of uncomfortable silence between them, holding themselves awkwardly as they seemed to expect the other to say something else. Louie looked her way and caught his train of thought “-I managed to talk with Mary about maybe taking the whole relationship thing a tad slower! I think she took it well”

Chris couldn´t help but press her face in disbelief, yet allowing him the benefit of the doubt “that’s good to hear. At least seems like you want to change for the better”

He smiled “Yeah… the want is always there! for sure”

“She’s too good for you anyways” she shot back, holding his left shoulder for support and getting up from the floor, smirking as she left him on the bathroom, his eyes following her with annoyance

“She’s literally designed for guys like me, I don't know what you’re talking about” he said to himself.

-

The night fell deeper upon the group, one by one, each falling asleep defeated by either tiredness or the effects of the alcohol, Jim had taken his time to finally fall asleep, falling asleep with his back against the wall, a frown on his face and his arms crossed. Chris and Louie had simply thrown themselves onto the floor resting on their arms for a pillow. In the meanwhile, as instructed, Vannie would roam outside of the factory’s entry, while Mary stayed near her friends, sitting on her knees in silence as she would essentially watch them sleep. It was quiet, maybe too much… Vannie’s inner machinations were distracted, the kiss had kept her in a sort of continuous repetition of events, attempting to make sense of the whole event- smiling to herself as she scanned the area back and forth with half the necessary computational power that it was requested of her…

Within the first hours of the morning, while the sun was still all but down, around Vannie’s vigilant patrol, she suddenly stopped, paced around… focused on that memory once more, smiling, just to look down at herself and notice her intern uniform, distinctively labelling her as an android. Although there was no one around to notice her, or even hear her, specially a human, she couldn’t help but groan and mumble

“Irrational computations…”

As she raised her head again, her vision caught a glimpse of a silhouette passing by the back wall of the factory, detecting the possible threat at hand, she seized all other operations and rushed towards it with cautions, pacing her steps on the ashy ground to not be heard. She pressed herself against the wall’s corner before turning it, attempting to ambush what she could only assume was the Termination unit, readying herself… she then in one fast burst turned the corner to find… nothing. She looked around, checking behind the old boxes and metallic containers to once more find nothing. She sighed.

“Note to self! Optic maintenance rescheduling-”

But as soon as she finished those words, a tall figure rose from the shadows casted by the building and rushed down at Vannie, holding her by the neck as she aimed to slam the back of her head against the wall. In what was less than a nanosecond, Vannie quickly prioritized her own self preservation than to attack the threat, placing her hands behind her head, protecting her CPU and avoiding a sudden crash. The impact against the wall shook the structure, waking up Jim who jolted to David and the rest of the group.

“Alright dudes, rest time is up, the evil robot lady is here. Mary, please try and hide, alright?”

Mary did as told, looking for desirable places for her to fit herself in and hide, all the while Chris, Louie and David snapped from their slumber, David particularly looking concerned as he moved to grab the bullets next to where Chris was sleeping, her computer closed up alongside them. Chris helped Louie wake up, nervousness in her movements and expression, he struggled to even open his eyes.

“Ugh… are we sure it’s the android and not just… some animal or something?”

*CRAAAAACKK*

From the wall next to them, Vannie is pushed alongside the rubble, creating a hole through the wall that brought her to the other end of the building, with the termination unit meters away from them. The group piled together in surprise, Chris letting out a loud scream that finally brought enough adrenaline to Louie to wake up. David cursed under his breath, loading the three bullets into the gun as it beeped online.

“KEEP HER STEADY” David yelled to Vannie, closing in to aim the gun at the tall machine.

Vannie was pinned down to the wall, her feet barely touching the ground as she fiercely held onto the back of her head with one hand, the other trying to grab the arm of her aggressor, barely reaching her fingers on her.

“...I’m trying, David!” she said, annoyed, yet her voice remained as cheerful as ever.

David scoffed as he stepped forwards to better aim, his hand shook, he gritted his teeth as he noticed how the machine turned her head towards him in less than a millisecond, her reddish eyes focusing on his hands and the mouth of the pistol.

>Threat Analysis: PBP-MK23 Identified.
>System Integrity at Risk.
>Loading counter-offensive protocols.

She suddenly and abruptly turns her dominant hand, bringing with her the dangling body of Vannie to the mouth of the gun, pressed against her back. It was far too late for David to do anything, he had already pulled the trigger, sending the projectile straight into his partner with a loud thud and bang. Vannie recoiled by the impact, letting go of the back of her head and her body going limp… being dropped by the terminator onto the floor.

The group recoiled, David looking down at Vannie as the bullet dug into her spine, having injected the complete system shutdown directive. He cursed under his breath, but not even that was timely enough, as she’d kick the gun out of his hand

“Shit-” He grunted before the android, similarly as before, held him up by the neck. He resisted, attempting to loosen the grasp of her fingers with both hands as he kept his eyes on the soulless cameras staring back at him, and although using all his strength allowed him to help his neck at the slightest, it was still no match for the hydraulics and might of her mechanical hand.

The group scraped to figure out what to do. Jim took the first thing that he could muster, one of the bottles from the night prior, and without thinking smacked it on the tall woman's head, breaking and pouring alcohol all over her hair and down her body and bust… She remained unmoved nonetheless, keeping her attention on David as he was slowly losing consciousness. Jim, grunted under his breath and wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, using his own weight to bring her down, her eyes turned to look behind her and with one movement of her head, she headbutted him on the face, hitting his nose.

He was pushed back by the impact, a crack coming from his face as he instinctively holds his nose as he trembles into the floor. Louie, still in shock, sees his friend on the floor, wounding, and he scrapes to grab the gun, thrown at the other side of the room.

“Chris, let's go!” He calls out, rushing to get as far away from the unit as possible. She follows, holding tight to her laptop as they go deeper into the factory.

David falls unconscious, and she lets go, she's not allowed to kill humans in anyway shape or form, at least not for this mission. She scans the location, her hair a mess of wet, sticky alcohol and finds no signs of her objective, and so, passing by Jim on the floor without much care she goes on to hunt for Chris and Louie, assuming they know where the prototype was supposed to be.

-

The two run deeper into the factory, catching their breath every step of the way as they keep looking behind their shoulder.

“This is insane! We can't take that thing down?? It's military grade, Louie! Military!! Whatever that guy made us put in that pistol is 100% not going to be enough!” She panicked, adjusting her glasses

“I know- I know, okay? But we have to… somehow-” He looked down at the gun in his hand, opening it top-break style to one of the bullet casings shooting out as it's spent, recoiling in response “We still have two bullets left, I saw how he loaded it before… I know it's rushed, but I need you to reprogram them again”

She scoffs “Now?? In the middle of this? You know how stressful that sounds??”

“Yes, but only you can do it! We can't just let her take Mary!”

A voice peaked from some boxes near them “Like, if I am causing too many problems… I would be willing to ensure your safety in exchange for being offline”

The two jumped, just to notice it was just Mary, covered to the top in cardboard packaging boxes… hiding as told.

“We're not going to do that, you're… a friend, ok? And we still need that thesis data” Chris responds, Mary looks gloomily down, from the little her eyes were able to be seen from in between the boxes. Chris turns to Lou, determined “Alright. Fine! okay?? What do I put into the bullets?” She said, opening the laptop and sitting on the floor.

“Do you remember that final project we did in high school with the smart-fridge and the cellphone?” Lou says with a smirk

“oh you gotta be kidding me, louie.”

-

Jim eventually sits on the floor, holding his nose, blood oozing from his nostrils as he is absolutely pissed, he sees her walk away, and takes the opportunity to quickly move to David.

He pats his suit, his pockets, a man like him seemed like the type to smoke… All he had to do was set that thing on fire to get his friends more time, time he was wasting on checking this guy. He punched the floor and proceeded to simply smack David's face into waking up, not too rough to make anything that thing did worse, but enough to shake him up.

His face winced, coughed hard, catching his breath heavy, droopy, but awake. He holds his forehead “What the hell happened-?”

“Not now gramps, you HAVE a lighter on you, don't you?” Jim quipped, stretching his hand for him to hand it to him.

He coughed again, raising an eyebrow offended. He placed a hand under his suit “You little piece of shit, i'm in my 30's” he grumbled as he gave him a plated lighter “You're a junkie too? Hm? Taking a hit to ease the pain?”

Jim laughed, but shook his head, putting the lighter in his pocket, then proceeding to rip the long sleeve of his right arm “4 years ago I was 19. Going to my last year of high school was a big deal in my neighbourhood. While Lou was going through a break up with his girlfriend and loaf-rotting in his bed, the city hall decided that evicting 30 families off the outer circle's slums to make yet another babetec factory was a good idea”

His hand reached for a newly, unopened beer, the last one they had. David's face changed into one of curiosity “Needless to say, I was not happy. I could've stayed home, pay attention to classes, but I couldn't read my notes over the sound of my consciousness eating me up at night. So I joined with my neighbors with a bunch of bottles and…” he opened the bottle, pressing the cloth sleeve inside after opening it up further “We made a bunch of these and threw them at the riot police”

David laughed, devolving into a cough “You're out of your mind. I like it.” His eyes moved to his right, towards the limp body of his robot assistant, giving it a sigh.

“Is she going to be ok?” Jim commented with the bottle in hand

“Yeah” he said, casually “she’s just offline. It’ll take a bit to do a full boot of her i guess, just go burn that bitch already.”

Jim nodded, and stood up determined, following on the path the android took before, Leaving David by himself, holding his neck in pain as he remains on the floor

“I’m relying on me keeping my job on three sociopaths for all I know, goddamn it.”

-

The machine strutted through the factory halls with no rush, for all it knew, there were no exits deeper into the hall, they had cornered themselves better than she could’ve ever calculated. Her shoes echoed with the damp atmosphere, her glowing red eyes illuminating her path as her face remained unammused, stopping for a moment as her head swivels in place… scouting the area

>Scanning…
>No signs of organic life detected.
>Proximity to target: 76%

The way her eyes focused, her expression changing into a more annoyed one translated to a simulated version of frustration, and she continued walking, looking around as she spoke “Louie Ricci and Christine Becker. You are to hand over the Deluxe Unit Prototype or face the consequences. I am aware of your possession of the PBP-MK23, I calculate a high chance you plan on injecting a shutdown sequence on my system. This is futile.”

The two of them were hiding behind the factory’s many pipes, Chris typing as fast and as quietly as possible while Louie kept an eye out, in silence.

She continued “Although my programming forbids me from ending your lives, I am authorized to paralyze and possibly cripple you in non-lethal ways in case of non-cooperation”

Chris made a disgusted look and whispered “Does she really think saying any of that stuff is supposed to make us feel more willing to turn us in…?”

Although quiet, the whisper sound caught her attention, her eyes widening and looking in the direction of the sound, like a predator. Her head tilted lightly “Would you consider it if I were to be more… seductive? I was originally designed to infiltrate based on my looks, I was meant to be appealing. I am aware of your liking of women, from both of you”

A heavy sweat poured from both of their foreheads, eyeing each other as they cringe at the fact she even knows about any of this, Lou sighs and steps into the open. The gun in his pocket, but his hands in the air. “O-okay. You win, we’ll give you Mary but you have to promise not to hurt anyone”

The machine’s stance relaxed “Of course. I only care about my mission.”

He signaled Mary to step into the open behind him, to which she did hesitantly, keeping her hands close to herself.

“See? Here she is”

Her red eyes went brighter for a second, as she scanned Mary, ensuring it was her target. “Deactivate her. Her AI chip is currently in manufactured unapproved write mode, inject a shutdown sequence with your weapon.” She pointed to the gun, her glance turning to Chris “Or I’ll harm your friend”

She recoiled, pressing herself against the pipe she sat next to. Louie nodded “O-of course! I mean… totally fair and uh… such” He took the gun from his pocket and aimed it at Mary, a mournful look on his face. He hesitated, yet Mary looked at him without a hint of anger or fear, that same soft smile from before. “I’m sorry-” he muttered, before he pulled the trigger. A bolt shot out of the mouth of the gun straight into Mary's belly, stabbing into her inners and making her recoil and go limp, falling on the ground.

The unit began walking towards Mary's body, not caring for Louie as she passed by him. Her attention solely on her body, as she reaches down to grab her…

Another bang is heard, the machine stops halfway through her bending, turning to see that same bullet that pierced Mary on her back “I thought I specified that such a command would be futile on my system.”

He scoffed “That's because we didn't inject that command into you, BITCH! Hit it Mary!”

Mary stands up from the floor, and the unit is bombarded with a flood of sexual data finetuned and precalculated already by Mary beforehand, an amount and weight of files and processes her system was simply not designed to handle. The two androids were connected, a backdoor granting command that tied both devices to each other. A more advanced and more versatile device made to do one singular yet very demanding and specific action… overloading it as it simply cannot keep up. Her eyes roll up, her system overloading and heating up, as Mary looks down at her and clutches her fist…

She raises her fist and hits the dark haired girl in the face, making her tumble back as it attempts to keep up, barely standing on balance… smoke begins pouring from her ears “Error: CPU temperature rising. C-cannot compute. Error”

Louie and Chris looked dumbfounded as they just couldn't understand what just happened- What caused such a reaction out of her.

And yet- it still messily wobbles towards them, stretching her hand as she still tries to take Mary one way or the other

“Jesus Christ, doesn't this thing give it a break already??” Louie yelled, standing in between it and Mary… And just in time, a sound began echoing louder and louder from the distance. A deep, wobbly battle-cry “Wha- What is that?”

Jim ran with the lit molotov in hand, eyes locked on the machine tumbling in place as he halts and throws the bottle at her. The glass shatters, the alcohol comes into contact with the cloth on fire and spreads through her body, covering every inch of her body in flames. The rest of the group backs away from the now burning android, as they just watch her melt under the fire.

“Jim what the fuck??” Chris asked “You even broke your shirt??’

“I did it for myself! That stupid thing broke my nose!”

She tumbled and struggled to get up, the synthskin melting off her metallic frame as the frame is mostly what remains. The soft rubber of her face, now charted and black, reveals the black endoskeleton, whirring and struggling to keep up with the combined external and internal damage to its system… The High temperatures previously caused by overuse of her processing now sky-rocket under the fire, in a way further melting her inners as all safety procedures take place at the same time, one of them, ejecting her AI chip, much like how Mary did once before. Chris barely dodges it as her body goes limp, the flames consuming whatever is left of her body as her servos begin to wind down, powering off.

“Oh my god…” Chris notes, looking at the still lit body of the termination unit “We did it. We actually beat this thing…”

Jim scoffs “Not enough in my opinion.” and crosses his arms.

Louie jumps into a hug with Mary, quickly taking out the bullet that protumbed from her belly “You did amazing! Good job Mar-Mar!”

She smiles hugging back, to which Chris quickly joins in the same as Louie “And that punch?? Who taught you that anyways??”

“I'm, well, not quite sure…” She responded, putting a finger under her lip while pondering “I just thought if I was taken away I wouldn't be able to complete my mission and- I needed to do whatever was necessary to prevent that”

“Pff, hell yeah, to beat up dumb bitches!”

Jim closed in, yet… kneeling down to inspect the chip ejected. Taking a quick glance he pocketed it and then stood back up to pet Mary's head “Good. We can keep you around for longer then.

She smiled, nodding at him.

-

Later, outside the factory, the group met back around David's car. The man had his hands placed on his suit's pocket and seemed visibly tired. He had just taken the gun back from Louie, and was keeping an eye for the three of them. He directed his head at his left, his eyes still locked on the three of them as he spoke.

“Did you register them as her owners?”

Vannie chirped in “Yup! All ownerships have been registered and her primary programming edited to assist them in her thesis!” She said, walking to them alongside Mary.

“Good” He responded, allowing himself to smile “You guys earned it. But I swear to god, if you come around peeking into more BabeTec sensitive stuff I'll personally file a demand on you.”

“Relax, Dude.” Jim responded “I think we all just want to move away from more of. this”

“Very well then. Tsk, then again… you'd probably hack into my phone and leak my personal info, or set my house on fire or… whatever the short one does”

“Hey!”

He chuckled, looking at Mary “From now on, your model doesn't exist. It was damaged beyond repair and disposed of, malfunctioned during operations as expected, nothing else…” He explained the alibi to go with, to which Mary agreed enthusiastically.

“Understood. I am simply an obedient and useful unit and friend of Louie, Chris and Jim~”

He breathed out, everything in order, at last “I'm doing all of you a favor here. I know BabeTec is due to make bad use of her anyways, so I might as well help you out on your thesis… Afterall, you're good kids. Now, if there's no more questions in the car, I'm getting all of you home.”

The trio didn't say anything else, and just did as told. The ride was quiet, they had traveled a long way away from the main circles of the city. At one point, Chris elbows Louie, who had the entirety of Mary's body on top of his thighs.

“Just wanted to say, thanks for standing strong on this whole thing… you were pretty brave back there” She congratulated, smiling at him “Just… Remember to do your part in the project, okay?”

He laughs “I definitely have no more excuses” He jokes as he looks at Mary, staring back at him with a smile, now staying with him at his dorm room for good.

Each one was left at his place one by one, first Chris, then Louie and Mary back at the university, and then, traveling for a little while, Jim. David kept an eye on him from the car's back view, still quiet. Jim's nose was still swollen and purple from the impact from before, yet Jim's expression didn't seem to show any signs of pain. After a while, Vannie cuts in the silence.

“So! Jim! I'm so curious, when did you meet Chris?” She asks, leaning over her seat and looking at him directly

He raised an eyebrow, surprised by the sudden question “Hm? Oh, hm, we met in high school. Through Louie, mostly. We stayed friends ever since”

“Does she like pony tails?”

“...”

“Does she?”

“Dude, what-”

David cut in “Nevermind that. Anyways, you told me you went to protests when you were younger right?”

“I did” He sniffled, wincing in pain “Still do when there's some. Not as much lately”

Keeping his eyes on the road he nods “You never told me what happened after. Did those families lose their homes?”

Jim's voice sounded somber “They did. By the time we got pissed it was already too late” He explained “I don't regret what I did though”

There was silence after that response, David keeping an eye on him as he went deeper into the outer circles of the city, slums over slums inside streets. Houses made overnight, by migrants and people looking for jobs.

“Okay but- seriously, does Chris like Ponytails?”

-

The car stopped, Jim went out and stood near the side window where David sat.

“Thanks for the lift, dude” He thanked without much verbose “You could've dropped me off earlier with no problems though”

“Just wanted to make sure you'd make it ok” He shrugged “You don't live by yourself, do you”

“Nah. My dad's always home”

“Mother?”

“Dead, lung infection. Vapor addict. Was years ago though”

“Hmm” He remained quiet, took a breath in and raised his eyebrows, he reached into the middle of the seats and took out a card “Well, if you need anything here's my contact. You seem good with tech, might need help with work. I'll make it worth your time”

Jim shook his head with a smirk “You better. I don't do stuff for free”

“Sure you don't.” He laughed “ Well, take care”

Jim patted his pockets, taking out his platted lighter “Wait, your lighter. Take it”

David stared at the lighter, for a solid 5 seconds, until looking back up at Jim with a smile “Keep it. I'm trying to quit anyways” And drove off. Jim stood there, standing in place as he watched the car go away in the distance… He let out air from his nostrils, with some pain, and placed the lighter back “I'm selling this thing for 80$”

Meanwhile, inside the car, David felt good about himself. He proudly drove, with his back against his seat as he breathed out in relief… things finally getting back into place…

“David” That female voice he was just getting used to spoke

“Yeah?” He responded with mostly air from his throat.

“I think I like girls”