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A few days later Aaron returned, determined to simply slip the watch on the brown-haired fembot while she wasn’t looking. As soon as he entered however, he saw the redhead standing next to the Mortal Kombat II machine, now dressed in a maid outfit. Aaron couldn’t believe his luck. | |||
“Hello Sir. Would you like to play with me?” The redhead asked in a semi-monotone voice. | “Hello Sir. Would you like to play with me?” The redhead asked in a semi-monotone voice. | ||
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A few days later Aaron returned, determined to simply slip the watch on the brown-haired fembot while she wasn’t looking. As soon as he entered however, he saw the redhead standing next to the Mortal Kombat II machine, now dressed in a maid outfit. Aaron couldn’t believe his luck. “Hello Sir. Would you like to play with me?” The redhead asked in a semi-monotone voice. “Yes. . . but first. . .” Aaron said and quickly slipped the watch around the redhead’s wrist and pressing the activate button on his smartphone. At first nothing happened. So Aaron tried giving her a command. “Go change into these clothes in the restroom.” “Yes sir.” Aaron smiled to himself as the redhead carried his backpack with her to the women’s restroom. Aaron waited and waited but she never came out. Aaron suddenly realized he had only commanded her to change into the clothes in the restroom, nothing else. Not “and come back to me.” Aaron then realized she probably didn’t even go into one of the stalls and change clothes. Shit. Aaron decided to quickly leave. It was late that night when the owner of the arcade finally made it out to see what had happened to one of her bots. She was 50 years old but had recently had her consciousness digitized and implanted into a robotic replica of her 30 year old self. With some minor improvements of course, larger breasts, next-to-none body fat percentage, and longer legs. She was a fair-skinned woman with medium blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She examined the redhead and the device on her wrist. “Damn hackers.” The owner of the arcade reached into her black business suit pocket and pulled out a usb cord and connected the redhead to her laptop, she also connected another usb cord from the back of her own neck into the laptop. Normally she would not attempt to download routine updates to her processers while simultaneously trying to get her redheaded droid back online, but she was in a hurry and annoyed at the entire situation. “Let’s see…ah that wrist watch is a hacking device, let’s see if I can disable it..” |
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