The Collins Family Values

Part 1: Values

The sun was setting and it made the air thick. The summer air had been in the high nineties for the last week and it was beginning to make the air heavy. It was a thick slurry of oxygen, but it felt more like trying to inhale syrup. The sweat that beaded on the foreheads of the residents of Holly Hills in Colorado did little to quench the heat. Only a sustained residence in front of an air conditioner could do that.

Katie was sitting in her room at the moment. Her small frame beaded with sweat from just being outside and going for a short walk. She had come into her house and was greeted with a wall of cool air from the air conditioner that seemed to be running constantly these days. It felt nice, a cold tingle washing over her body as she penetrated deeper into her house and up to her room. Once there she shed her tank top, leaving her in shorts and a bra.

The breeze was exactly what she needed. After only a few minutes of sitting still with the cool air tickling her skin and a perspiring glass of ice water, she was more than ready to actually relax. She didn’t bother with her shirt, opting instead to simply lay back on her bed and pull out her phone. She had ignored her social media for long enough and it was time to see what had happened in the last ten or so minutes.

Not much was her conclusion, then again that was always the conclusion.

“God, there is nothing to do here.” she whined aloud to no one at all.

She was right though. Holly Hills was easily one of the safest communities in the suburb. The height of thrilling antics boiled down to someone’s dog escaping or perhaps some teenagers playing their music a little too loud past the noise ordinance. Nothing at all that Katie felt was even remotely exciting, or even different.

She sighed.

She had wanted to go on any number of beach trips, camping, out of town road trips, or anything that her friends were doing, but all of them required her to go out of town and her parents had strictly forbidden it this year. Which was, according to Katie, totally unfair. She was nineteen, living at home, going to college all on her own and yet she was still stuck in this crummy little town.

The only small victory that she had won, was that despite her being locked in town because of poor grades, her sister was also stuck here. Not because of her grades, no, Lucy was far too…everything…for that. No, Lucy had to stay home because their mother wanted help around the house and Lucy was just the daughter for the job. With reluctance, Lucy had agreed, only because she knew that suggesting Katie would have ended in another sibling squabble. No one had the time or energy for another argument between those two.

Katie had been there when Lucy looked at her with a reluctance in her eyes. Katie could only smugly smile at her, waggle her eyebrows once, and then slink away.

Lucy was currently in the kitchen, washing the dishes from the night before. It was mid afternoon and Lucy, in her wild imagination, had thought that perhaps once. Just once. Katie would drag herself out of bed and get some chores done before wandering off into the heat. The sink, stacked somehow higher than the night before, was evidence enough that Katie had done non such thing.

Lest she and Katie both get yelled at for letting the house fall into such a state, Lucy reluctantly did the dishes. She had been for the last fifteen minutes, and turning to see her sister standing before her with a cold, empty, dirty, ready to be washed but not by Katie, glass was more than enough to set off Lucy.

“No, your turn, I’m not washing another one of your dishes.”

“God, It’s one more thing. Just wash it.” Katie whined in return.

Lucy could only scoff and throw the towel that she was holding onto the counter and turn to walk away. A move the prompted Katie to look at her with an incredulous glare and whine loudly.

“Mom! Lucy’s not doing her chores!”

Lucy spun on Katie, seeing only a knowing and smug smirk on her lips. Lucy could feel her hands clenching into fists at her side and she looked at Katie with all the venom she could muster. It was too late though, Miriam had appeared in the doorway to the kitchen.

Taller than Katie and Lucy, but not by much. Miriam’s light brown hair was cut short and swept to the side. While she dressed casually, sporting a simple tank top and jeans in the sweltering heat, she still managed to come across as elegant and above all, in charge. Her hands were folded over her chest, both pushing her breasts upward just a bit and allowing them a place of prominence, but also adding to the stern look she had on her face.

Miriam was fun loving most of the time and had little issue with some banter, or even breaking up a sibling squabble. But the heat and the increased amount of time that her two daughters were spending together this summer break were beginning to grate on her like a fork scraping across ceramic. Her mere presence though was enough to send both Katie and Lucy into a fearful silence. Katie was still holding the glass, her small frame shadowed by Lucy, standing between her and their mother. Lucy still had to adjust her gaze upwards to look at her mother, who stood tall over both of the girls.

“Katie. Wash your dishes, your sister is not a servant here.” Miriam said, no, commanded.

Lucy wanted so badly to smirk at her brat of a sister. To spin on her and stick out her tongue and smile with an ‘I told you so’ look. Miriam’s presence there stopped all of that though. Lucy knew it would spark a fresh argument. Especially since Katie had little respect for the kind of punishment they would both receive for antagonizing their mother. Katie was already whining and stomping over to the sink and Lucy did everything she could to get out of the way so Katie had no ammunition to start another argument.

“Lucy.” Miriam said and nodded over her shoulder before walking away.

Lucy followed along, still absentmindedly carrying the dish towel in her hands, and fell in step behind her mother. They walked through the living room and into their father’s private study behind a locked door that Miriam unlocked before shoving the key back into her pocket.

“You need to try and nurture your sister a little more. She looks up to you.” Miriam said as she leaned against the desk, making sure not to bump into the computer set up on the desk.

“No she doesn’t.” Lucy argued back and threw the towel she was carrying at Miriam in a fit of anger. Her mother narrowed her eyes as she caught the towel and calmly set it on the desk behind her.

“Yes she does, a lot more than you might think. She’s looking to you to see how to interact with the rest of us, and I would appreciate it if you would take a little more care with how you speak to her.”

Lucy had no good retort for that.

“I’ve seen you two work together, you’re nigh unstoppable. Try and work with her rather than just asserting yourself over her. You’re older, you’re wiser, you should be stepping into womanhood-”

“Mom.” Lucy chided and stopped as Miriam held up her hand.

“You’re becoming a woman. You’re in your twenties now and it’s time to start acting like it. Katie is only nineteen and this is her last chance to learn a little from her older sister before she becomes so bull headed that she gets set in her ways.”

Lucy sighed.

“So do me and your father a favor and try to understand her a little better, work with her instead of against her.”

Lucy was quiet for a few moments. She rolled the whole situation around in her brain for a few moments before nodding her head in agreement. There was still reluctance, but her mother was right. Katie had always been an asset when they were younger and the two of them worked well, if only Katie would settle down a little and do what she was told.

“Good. I’m going to take a shower, you go apologize to your sister. When I get out of the shower I want to see you two cooperating better.” Miriam walked past Lucy just enough to open the door and gesture for Lucy to leave. She turned the small lock on the door handle again and closed the door behind herself as she left. Lucy was already moving towards the kitchen her head hung and Miriam could hear the deep huff of air passing through her nostrils.

Miriam didn’t like to force this kind of confrontation, she preferred for her daughters to simply get along. Some conflict would be good for them though, it would help them grow and mature and more than anything help prepare them for the real world where these kinds of confrontations would happen again and again. She lightly stepped up the stairs and down the hall to her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She began setting clothes, jeans and underwear tossed onto the bed followed by her tank top and bra.

Somewhere in the pile of clothes, her phone buzzed. Miriam stopped and turned to look at the pile of discarded clothes. Padding softly back to the clothes she fished out her phone and answered it.

“Hey babe.” Miriam began.

“Hey sweetie, sorry, but I’m going to be home a little late tonight.”

Miriam looked visibly disappointed, not that her husband, Shawn, could see that. “What a shame. I was just standing here naked, about to take a shower so i was nice and clean for you tonight.”

Shawn only coughed a little in response.

“I’ll have to try and be good all day long so that I’m still clean for you.” her voice dropped to a whisper, “so that you and I can get dirty together.”

Her voice ended in a small, almost predatory purr. Shawn once again coughed and earned a whole body laugh from Miriam. She was well aware that his phone calls were recorded and there were likely even co-workers nearby. Miriam just couldn’t help herself though. Shawn just brought out that desire in her. He always had.

“Love you babe” Miriam said, the smirk on her face was audible.

“Love you too, see you tonight.” Shawn replied with a flustered twist in his voice.

Miriam tossed the phone back on the bed and strutted off to the shower, her hips swaying as if she were seducing someone that wasn’t there.

Lucy took a deep breath and let it seep out her nostrils. Then another, each breath calming her down. She could swear she felt a wash of coolness splash inside of her chest and hot anger blow from her nose. She had discovered the breathing technique last year when her father had insisted on her taking yoga classes. At the time she felt like all she did was close her eyes, sit still and breathe. But the technique worked every time, and as her mind calmed down she remembered what she had to do.

She also remembered that her mom had left that stupid dish towel in the study.

Katie, meanwhile, was seething over the sink. A disgusting sponge in hand as she begrudgingly washed her glass. She set it on the drying rack and turned to the stove and sent her arm sailing to snatch the dish towel that always hung there. Though her hands caught nothing but empty air. She rolled her eyes and turned towards the living room.

“Lucy! Where’s the towel?”

Both girls, unbeknownst to the other, looked up as the sound of the shower turning on and water coursing through the pipes.

“It’s in dad’s office.” Lucy replied, her voice already softening with resignation.

Katie walked into the room. Her expression cooled a bit at the mention of their father.

“Dammit. He’s gonna be pissed at us if it’s in there stinkin’ the place up all day.”

There was a moment of silence that passed between the two sisters. Lucy recalled what her mom had said earlier. Her and Katie were basically unstoppable when they worked together. Lucy looked at Katie, and something in their eyes sparkled and then there were smiles. Dirty dishes, chores left undone, sisterly rivalry, all of it was irrelevant right now.

“I could probably sneak into moms room and get the key from her pants.” Katie offered.

Lucy started thinking through all the possible things that could go wrong. In a flash she had a dozen or so ways this could get them both in trouble. There was really no time for that, her mom’s words rang in her ears.

“Better be fast.” Lucy said and Katie’s small frame was rushing past her and up the stairs. She squatted down and stepped lightly as she turned the door handle and pushed open the door to the master bedroom and slipped inside. She was suddenly thankful for being the family runt. She moved quickly to the bed and took a moment to observe how the clothes looked so she could recreate it after she rustled through them.

The jeans Miriam had been wearing weren’t hard to find and digging out the key took even less time. In a matter of moments she was in and back out of the room, gently closing the door and sprinting down to Lucy. She only nodded as Katie skidded up to the door and slipped the key into place and turned it.

They were in.

“Go put the key back, hurry!” Lucy hissed and Katie took off again.

Lucy darted into the study. She hadn’t really realized how much of a mess the place was. The bookshelf was stuffed with manuals and thick books and occasionally an award from work. Even his desk was a mess. There were papers and blueprints and schematics everywhere. As Lucy approached she saw the sheer volume of sticky notes with handwritten scribbles on them. Her eyes darted over the papers and readouts to look for the towel. She found it, struggling more than she would have imagined, and snatched it up.

Without even meaning to, Lucy’s senses had been so laser focused on the towel that she had neglected to really take in the space. She heard something, a hiss and a splatter. A woman humming softly to herself. Even her eyes picked up more. Scribbles on sticky notes became real words, mostly. Most prominently, though, was the schematic that the towel had been covering. It was a woman, standing nude with a grid laid over the body. Symbols and markings dotted the space around her and hand drawn lines pointed at parts of the body.

Lucy knew that woman. The name written across the top of the sheet prominently showed ‘Miriam Collins’.

The sound of a shower, her mothers voice humming softly, and movement came from the computer. It wasn’t locked, and in fact it appeared that someone was using it. The mouse cursor flying around the screen, opening new windows, code flying past in another window, and a visual feed of someone taking a shower. She watched as the mouse cursor opened another window, a three dimensional model of her mother. Click on the head, then drag down to the breasts. Click on the hands, drag over to the breasts. Click on execute.

The video feed shifted downward, filling the field of vision with Miriam’s ample chest. Her hands moved in and cupped her breasts, smearing bubbly soap over them and rubbing them a little more seductively than Lucy would think was normal. She looked up just in time to see the short frame of Katie appear in the door, looking panicked and curious.

“Did you get- what are you doing?”

Lucy silently beckoned her over.

“That’s mom.” Lucy observed.

“Gross, but also, what?”

Lucy turned back to the screen, watching the movements of the mouse, taking in what was clicked on and more than that seeing what else was there that was not in the forefront. She remembered that she hadn’t responded to Katie and so she pointed to the schematic the towel had covered. Katie looked it over and after a few moments came to the same observations that Lucy had.

“Wait. wait…so…so mom’s-” Katie stammered

“A robot. Yeah. And look-” Lucy pointed to the screen “I think dad’s like, manually controlling her.”

Lucy’s finger pointed at the top of the screen to the small red bar with a message in bold white text. ‘Sharing screen with SCollins@loveworks.com’

Lucy and Katie could only watch as different controls were brought up and moved. Each one affecting Miriam’s body, or vision, or behavior in some way. Some of the changes were obvious to Lucy, others were far more cryptic. After a few minutes the mouse stopped moving, and the red bar across the top disappeared. Miriam continued to shower, though it seemed somewhat more natural. Her movements were slightly more fluid and human-like.

Lucy and Katie’s eyes met, but instead of the fear of being caught, there was instead a hint of mischief. It wasn’t exactly in the forefront of Lucy’s mind, but it was there. A lingering desire for something. She didn’t know what, but it felt hot. So hot that even as she pulled in a deep breath, the kind that usually cooled her from the inside of her chest outward, the heat lingered on. She wanted to do something with Miriam. Something to Miriam.

Katie was feeling the same thing, though she was a little more in tune with her own emotions. She knew what sensual desires and taboo fantasies felt like. She had, more than once, indulged in her fantasies and used them to fuel her sexual awakenings and they danced before her eyes on those late nights when she touched herself until she let out a muffled and strangled sigh.

“Can you freeze her or something?” Katie asked.

“Uh, let me just-” Lucy muttered and grabbed the mouse and began exploring the software there, keeping the video feed up and in the corner of the screen. There was a lot here, and none of it seemed to be what Lucy was looking for. Her eyes darted to the video feed, her mother was already drying herself off and moving towards the pile of clothes on the bed. More windows, log files, open terminal screens. Information flashed before Lucy’s eyes but she found it hard to actually read or understand most of it.

Her mother was pulling on her pants now, and was fully dressed. She would be out of the room in moments.

Lucy was in something of a panic, partially because she knew her mom was coming, and because Katie was now frantically looking from the computer to the desk to the door around the room and back at the computer only to repeat the movement again. Out of desperation she flipped back to the three dimensional diagram of Miriam and clicked on her. The pointer happened to be on Miriam’s chest and it flashed for a moment, then brought up a new panel of controls. Prominently at the top of the configuration was a button that simply read ‘Stop all.’

That was good enough.

Lucy clicked on it as her mothers field of vision indicated that she was leaning over the bed, reaching for her phone. Then she stopped. A number of options flipped to the ‘disabled’ setting on the control panel. The only options that remained enabled appeared to be Power, Operating System, and Failsafe. Lucy let out all the air she had been holding and slumped back into the chair. Katie squealed behind her and looked over her sister’s shoulder.

“Human Persona..Emulation mode..Emotional response kit..Lucy what is all this?”

Lucy sputtered for a moment and then only vaguely shook her head back and forth. “I don’t know. I think it’s all the stuff that mom was running. Like programs and stuff.”

“Sweet.” Katie replied. “Wanna have some fun?”

Lucy wasn’t normally up for shenanigans of this caliber, but this seemed like a unique system. Despite that, she still felt a rising heat in her and she wasn’t sure why. Looking over at the overlay of her own mother she physically felt something click into place inside of her and she knew without a doubt that she definitely did want to have some fun.

“Go up and check on mom. Give me a minute or two to figure out how to work this thing.”

Katie smirked and dashed from the office and up the stairs to her mother’s room. Just to be safe she knocked lightly on the door. A sound that Lucy heard clearly through Miriam’s audio and visual feeds. A moment later the sound of the door opening and a delighted little squeal. Lucy saw that Katie was flipping Miriam over and soon Lucy saw Katie’s grinning face.

“This. Is. Awesome!” Katie squeaked.

Lucy, meanwhile, got to work trying to figure out how to operate the robotic woman upstairs. She soon discovered that every part of her body had a number of options on it. Some more intuitive than others. Her head,for example, contained huge swathes of raw data and boring computer jargon. There were, however, controls over her vision, manual adjustments to her eyes and ears. Clicking on Miriam’s crotch, however, was filled with nothing but sexual controls.

Clicking to turn those on resulted in a small pop up that indicated other systems that had engaged as a result. Her throat lit up and then a small moan slipped out of Miriam’s mouth. Other indicators pulsed across her body. One indicating that Miriam’s nipples had just stiffened, another seemed to bring up another window with, from what Lucy could tell, were a number of kinky situations. Many had check marks next to it.

“Dad, you pervert.” Lucy muttered.

Closing the window she found herself on a new pop-up. This one simply displayed a green button that said ‘engage.’ Lucy clicked it without hesitation. A number of windows flashed across the screen and Lucy could only catch glimpses of what they displayed. It was mostly text, and mostly indicating that some sub system or program was engaging. Lucy quickly clicked back on Miriam’s chest and let out another breath as she saw that it still displayed that the persona and the emulation mode were still disabled. She assumed that meant that Miriam was acting robotic and not like their mother.

“Katie!” Lucy called from her position in front of the computer.

“Yeah, we’re good. Mom’s frozen, or offline or something.” Katie called back.

Lucy let out a breath and turned back to the computer. There was a lot of learning to do and even more observation.

Katie had returned to her mothers room and was looking over the inert form of Miriam. It took a bit of effort for the smaller girl to flip over her mother, made more difficult only because of the somewhat awkward position that Miriam had been frozen in. After a little work and more grunting that Katie wanted to admit, she finally got her mother flipped over onto her back.

Miram wasn’t quite stable on the bead and her naked form was sliding slowly towards the floor, slowed only by the amount of bare skin that provided traction from the bedspread, and the mechanical joints in her knees reluctantly releasing their position. Katie wrapped her arms around her mother and hoisted her back up onto the bed in a somewhat awkward hug that left her own body pressed into her naked mother.

“Katie, you are grounded.” Miriam said, her voice clear and smooth, though lacking a certain level of emotion.

Katie shoved hard against the bed and launched herself off of her mother and looked down at her.

“El oh el” Miriam spoke. “You should see the look on your face.”

“Lucy?” Katie spat back with a level of spite.

“Yep, I found the vocal controls. This is awesome.”

Katie grumbled and relaxed a bit, at least she was thankful that her mother hadn’t somehow reactivated her personality and had actually grounded her.

“Ready for a little fun?” Lucy asked through Miriam.

Without waiting for an answer, Lucy clicked on the wireframe display of Miriam’s crotch and brought up a shocking amount of additional data and controls. There were manual overrides for anything and everything. Lucy could see that there were a number of presets that she didn’t feel like delving into at this point in time, and instead turned her attention to a list on the side of the display. There were a number of preset configurations, all labeled with what someone might expect. Lucy scoffed at the ones that were clearly made by some default manufacturer. Slut, dominant, subservient, school girl, secretary. They all seemed to be more geared towards scenarios or caricatures rather than any kind of sexual configuration.

Clicking on the subservient option only opened a new window with a myriad of controls and sliders. Lucy didn’t feel like making a fully customized experience for her and her sister at the moment, and so she left Miriam configured as it was, mostly. There were options for who to target as the subject of this little trist. The default was their father, but that wouldn’t work and in fact might alert him somehow to what they were doing. Lucy knew better than that and that they would be in deep trouble if he ever found out about this. So, she set both herself and Katie as the targets and pressed execute.

Lucy smirked at what she had done and stood up, leaving the office with the door cracked open just a little to allow her entry back into the room and made her way up to Miriam’s room.

Lucy arrived just in time to see Miriam smirking with a sultry hint to the corners of her lips. Her naked form was still only slightly damp from the shower and lent her skin a short of sheen, not quite what plastic would look like, but not entirely like human skin either. She looked almost flawlessly human, save for that one small detail. Lucy only shook her head in amazement, Miriam was incredible, even the act of sliding off of the bed and arriving on her knees in front of Katie was graceful and smooth.

Katie was practically vibrating with excitement. Her mother, the source of constant strife and punishment in her life. The person who had come down on her the hardest for every little mistake was kneeling in front of her, exposed not just physically but her very being as a robotic creature. Katie, the youngest, the smallest, the baby of the family was now the one in charge of her mother. The smile on her face was borderline wicked and her intent was equally so.

“Unbutton my pants.”

It wasn’t a simple request, her voice made that much clear. It was an order.

Miriam’s devious smirk appeared only a brief moment before her hands smoothly moved to Kaite’s jeans and unfastened them. She dragged the zipper down, slowly, meticulously.

“More.” Katie ordered again.

Miriam complied, and Lucy could only watch as her mother dipped her fingers into the small space between her daughter's jeans and the bare, soft skin on her hips. The older robot’s fingers curled and began to drag not only the jeans but Katie’s panties down her thighs, and past her knees. Once there, she simply let go and the garments fell off of her body. Miriam then returned to a sitting position, her legs tucked under her and her head dipped down, averting eye contact with Katie.

Katie looked over at Lucy, who was leaning against the door jamb and crossed her arms under her own chest. Katie’s grin was one part goofy disbelief and one part pure lust. There was little thought going into Katie’s actions now. Lucy figured that from here on out Katie would be thinking less with her brain and more with her hormones. The discovery that their mother was, in fact, only a machine liberated a lot of thoughts, even Lucy admitted that.

Lucy felt it herself. Locked behind her bra, she felt her own nipples harden with excitement at what she was seeing and what she was dreaming. Miriam was fully under their control, not just because they had access to her command console, but because she had been set as fully submissive to her and Katie. Her eyes were torn away from the scene in front of her by the gentle glow of something across the room. A tablet, sitting on their father’s night stand, looked to be on and something was moving on it.

Katie had turned her attention back to her mother. That devious smirk on her face was ever present. She dipped down and lifted her mother’s chin up so that their eyes could meet. Katie grinned again and walked around her mother to the bed. She settled down on the edge, watching as her mother followed her with her gaze until Katie settled into place. Her legs were spread now, a bald feminine sex proudly displayed. The subtle dark pink lips were already spreading in sexual anticipation.

“Eat me out.” Katie murmured, red hot blush crawling across her cheeks as she said the words aloud.

Lucy scooped up the tablet, looking over her shoulder as Miriam placed her hands on Katie’s knees and spread her legs further apart and dipped into her daughter's waiting sex. The tablet seemed to be a mobile and somewhat truncated version of what she had seen on the computer in their father’s study. A small video feed showed Miriam’s point of view, and after tapping on a few things gave some amount of control.

Lucy bit into her lower lip as she heard her sister’s squeals of delight and Miriam’s deeper, more mature, grumbles of pleasure swirled in. She felt that heat, the desire, the raw lust building inside of her as well. Her skin felt like it was tingling and the sensation of her clothes against her skin sent waves of the same tingles coursing through her. She wanted, no ,needed to get her clothes off and join her sister.

Lucy’s shirt was the first to leave her body. The simple act of walking and moving was dragging too much fabric over her skin. The cooling rush of fresh air as her shirt was tossed aside sent a different series of tingles rippling over her skin. Her bra was next, the last moments of the fabric releasing her breasts and dragging across her nipples sent enough of a sensation through her to earn a small moan. She was just stepping up to the bed where Miriam was furiously kissing along Katie’s thigh, when her mouth crossed the young girl's sex, she dove in and lapped at the spreading folds. After only a few moments of rapt pleasure Miriam would move away, kissing a long hot trail along Katie’s other thigh, only to stop and repeat the whole exercise.

Lucy was already dragging her own pants off of her long shapely legs and kicking them aside. She settled down on the bed next to Katie, the tablet still in her hand. She looked to her sister and was overwhelmed by a searing hot desire. She leaned in, wrapping her free hand around her sister's head and dragged the girl into a deep kiss.

Katie reciprocated with no hesitation, launching her tongue into Lucy’s mouth and moaning in a constant stream of lewd sounding grunts and grumbles. Lucy began to softly whimper into her sister's mouth as well. The pair kissed with a wild and unbridled passion long enough for both to completely lose track of time itself. Lost in the moment Lucy didn’t even realize that she had spread her legs wide. Moreover, she had forgotten about the tablet in her hand which was currently being observed by someone else remotely.

Katie was the first to break the kiss, though only because she found herself pressing back into the bed. Miriam had moved to fully licking and suckling on Katie’s feminine folds for the better part of ten minutes now. Katie had been so lost in passionate lust that she had noticed the rising heat of a rolling orgasm. She cried out and her hips bucked a little. Miriam had pulled back enough to let her move without the fear of damage.

“I..I didn’t tell you to stop! Keep licking me you little robot slut” Katie called to her mother, who immediately and gladly returned to work.

Miriam brought both hands up to Katie’s pussy and used her thumbs to spread the younger woman’s slit open. She bobbed forward over and over, each time letting her tongue drag across the full length of Katie’s clit.

As Katie was crying out, Lucy suddenly remembered the tablet. She lifted it in front of her and, for the first time, knew what she wanted and where to get it.

She tapped on Miriam’s left hand and then opened the options table. She tapped the check box next to the sexual use option and then tapped on her own name in the list that appeared. All the open prompts closed and returned to the system monitoring screen. An instant later Lucy felt the heat of Miriam’s hand on her upper thigh. Lucy knew to comply and she spread her legs open and in an instant Miriam’s fingers were dragging smoothly along the length of her sex.

Lucy felt her head fall back to the bed and a sensual sigh slipped past her lips. Her hands were already moving to her breasts, leaving the tablet on the bed. She had a single wandering thought about how much of a turn on it was that Miriam was, in fact, just a machine. Something to be used and controlled. Her mind wandered for an instant to what Miriam was like when their father was fixing her..or disassembling her..every new thought brought a twitch to her pussy that was only accentuated by Miriam’s movements.

The android woman easily slipped two fingers into Lucy’s soaking wet slit. Miriam started thrusting her two fingers in and out of Lucy in an easy and smooth rhythm. There was no resistance, only pleasure. Lucy cried out as she felt more and more of the same heat rising inside of her. What was once a gentle tingle had condensed itself down to a squirming, craving, desire filled lump centered on her sex. Every movement from Miriam brought it back to the forefront of her mind and every movement seemed to only intensify the sensation.

The sound of Katie’s squealing voice tugged at Lucy’s senses. Her sister was having another orgasm. In the middle of the moans and sighing, Katie somehow managed to order her mother to keep going.

Lucy hadn’t even settled back into her own rhythms. The desire was still there, the craving for that sexual release was building, but her sister distracted her again. She was moaning, again, the same orgasmic squeal she had made moments before. Then it happened again. And again.

Lucy’s lustful thoughts about Miriam’s fingers thrusting in and out of her were shoved to the side. She could still feel the movement, but it was like all her focus on Katie had robbed her of the squirming sensual sensations from before. Her eyes were open wide now and she pushed herself up with her hands to look over at her sister.

Katie’s head was swiveling from side to side, each time she moved to one side she would let out the same sounds as the orgasm she had just had. Then her head would slowly turn to look towards Lucy. Now that she was paying attention, Lucy heard the sound of something electronic inside of Katie whining and straining. Putting her hand on the side of Katie’s neck, she could feel the tension of what had to be motors. They were fighting, struggling, like they had been told to turn in two directions at the same time. Lucy knew that after too long that would surely break down.

Miriam’s fingers thrust deep inside of Lucy again, this time her thumb came to rest on Lucy's soft clit and swirled around for a second. Lucy’s mind screamed at her to forget Katie and to simply let Miriam pleasure her until she was screaming in orgasmic ecstasy.

“Miriam stop.” She said with all the authority she could muster through worry and lust.

Miriam did, in fact, stop. She pulled her hand back and let her fingers, slick with Lucy’s love, come to rest on her bare thighs. She sat still, breathing and blinking and smiling, but nothing else. Katie, meanwhile, continued to twitch, moan and spasm from time to time. Lucy returned to the tablet, seeing now that her sister was just as much an android as her mother had been. She sighed at the thought that her little sister might operate the same way her mother did. There was already an alert blinking on display and when Lucy tapped it she was greeted by a control interface for Katie.

It was similar, though different to Miriams. It looked somewhere newer, more refined. Options that made sense were bundled into one control panel, though they were difficult to see. Most of the screen was obscured with alerts and warnings. It only took Lucy a moment to find the reboot option though and, like all good technical support wanted, she tried turning it off and back on again.

Katie almost immediately fell silent. There was, perhaps, two full seconds before her systems received and executed the shutdown order. In that time she continued to squeal in pleasure and then suddenly stop. Her entire form sagged into the bed as the internal motor systems released their hold on parts of her body. Her head relaxed to one side, eyes and mouth open wide as she stared, not at, but through Lucy. There was no life there, just a cold robotic face.

“Fuck.” Lucy muttered. It was less frustration or worry and more desire. She now had two robots to use as she saw fit.

While Katie slowly returned to life, Lucy was rapidly tapping into the programming sets for her sister. She could have changed anything, made her less of a brat. Maybe make her more clean and tidy. That could come later, for now, Lucy let her lust control her actions. She found Katie’s sexual menu and huffed, finding it far less populated than Miriam’s had been. Lucy chuckled at that, thinking how funny it was that Katie was less experienced and thus had less programming to draw from.

She was, of course, incorrect. Katie had simply not had all of her sexual programming installed yet.

Still, there were options. Lucy tapped on what felt like the most useful of the options and set herself as the target then executed it. She was met with a small warning that the program could not execute until the unit was fully online. Lucy tossed the tablet aside and bit into her lower lip. The term “unit” echoed in her mind. This wasn’t her mother, it was a unit. This wasn’t her sister, it was another android..another unit..both were hers now.

Katie muttered that she was online, then that she was loading and executing her human persona. Katie managed to blink once as she stared at Lucy and then, a moment later, that same coy, lustful smirk crossed her lips. Lucy knew that her sister was online again and appeared to be functional, so why not use her like they used Miriam.

Lucy climbed onto Katie, mounting her face and lowering her own pussy down onto Katie’s waiting tongue. In an instant Katie’s lips were pressed into Lucy’s sex and letting out a muffled moan as she ate out her older sister’s clit. Lucy felt her own head fall back and a cry of pure pleasure roll out. That intense ball of desire was once again building and bubbling inside of her. She could feel the heat rising and consuming her, starting at her loins and spreading like wildfire until she was blushing with heat.

“Mo- er..Miriam…come here and kiss me.” Lucy ordered, looking over her shoulder to Miram, who was still placidly smiling. The glisten of Katie’s juices was still fresh on her lips.

Miriam stood without any hesitation and moved around to her own bed. She shoved away the pile of clothes that had been left there and crawled towards Lucy. Katie was busily flicking her tongue rapidly over Lucy’s clit, drawing moans from her lips. Miriam arrived in front of her and moved in for a single small kiss, just enough to entice lucy. She whimpered at the robot pulled away from her, but once she felt Miriam's warm, artificial tongue slide across her nipple, she lost all care about kisses.

“Keep- keep doing that.” Lucy mumbled.

Lucy had, absentmindedly, forgotten that there were currently two androids that were engaged with her and that were fully under her control. Miriam and Katie both received the words and complied. Miriam left her mouth clamped over Lucy’s nipple, her tongue swirling around the hardened tip, while Katie’s tongue flicked over Lucy’s clit. That tight and intense sensation of lust was forming in Lucy’s hips. She could almost feel the release, like the sudden bursting of an all too full balloon.

Then there was nothing.

Shawn stood in the doorway, his phone in his hands with an emergency stop illuminated as his thumb rose from the touchscreen.

Katie was the first to fully power down. Her tongue was still lodged deep inside of Lucy, eyes shut as she was rapt in pleasure at the time of the power down command. Her operating system received it and immediately executed it at the highest possible permission level. Katie’s hands had curled around Lucy’s thighs and had been using them to pull Lucy’s pussy even harder against her mouth, but now they just slipped off and flopped to the bed.

Lucy’s balance was a little strange. She had been relying on Miriam’s presence to keep her mostly upright. As Miriam powered down, mouth still on Lucy’s tit, she leaned all her weight into Lucy and then slid to the side, face planting into the bedspread. Lucy meanwhile tilted forward, dislodging herself from Katie’s tongue and crumpling in a heap on the bed. Part of her weight tipped her to the side and into Miriam.

Shawn was panting. He had just sprinted up the stairs and he wasn’t nearly in as good a shape as he should have been. He stored his phone back in his pocket and moved to the bed, scooping up the tablet there while he was at it. He tapped around on it, pulling up the controls for Miriam and reactivating her. As part of her boot up he disabled her human persona and a number of other code bases that would be unnecessary for the time being. He was reluctant to turn her back on so soon, but he would need some sort of assistance carrying Lucy and Katie down to his repair lab.

Miriam came online and pushed herself off of the bed and into a standing position. She was ridgid, her eyes remained unblinking and there was no rise and fall of her chest to indicate breathing.

“Pick her up and bring her to repair table three” Shawn said, pointing to Katie.

Miriam responded instantly. She wiggled her arms under Katie’s body and scooped her up. It seemed so easy, so effortless, both because Katie was so very small, but more because Miriam’s incredible strength that lay effortlessly below the surface of her artificial skin. Once she had moved out of the way, Shawn stepped forward and picked up Lucy. He let out a number of grunts and small sounds as he wrestled with his daughter's naked form and eventually got her into a position that was comfortable enough to lug her through the house.

Miriam had no shame about mechanically walking through the house, naked herself and her naked daughter cradled in her arms. Shawn, on the other hand, did his best to move quickly past open windows and anything that would offer line of sight to the neighbors. Still, both made it into the office that Lucy had been working from. There was a door in there, Shawn could see it as plain as day. It was in the corner, only partially obscured by a bookshelf, but anyone in the office could see it.

Well, anyone who wasn’t specifically programmed not to see it.

Miriam had effortlessly opened it and was marching into the space. Shawn clicked on the overhead lights and the room flickered into illumination. There were two overly large stainless steel tables in here, each one surrounded by bits and bobs. Some of it was technical equipment, cables, laptops, and spare parts.

Katie was laid out on one of the tables, and Shawn managed to get Lucy onto the other table, though he did accidentally flop her onto the surface and cause her head to knock into it. Not enough to do any damage, but it would have caused a fuss if she had been online. Shawn huffed and puffed and looked over at Miriam. All three of them would need to be worked on, there was a lot of diagnostic work to do to discover what had actually happened.

The problem was that there were only two tables, and three robots.

“Uh, let’s see…uhm, Miriam, can you lock yourself into the lower chassis lift and power down there?”

Shawn’s request was followed as if it was an order and Miriam walked to the corner of the room and tugged down a sturdy looking mechanical arm that was coiled against the ceiling. The end of it was tipped with some kind of clamp assembly. She aligned the clamp with the back of her neck and stood still. Shawn had already fished out his phone and tapped away on it. Soon after Miriam was standing still, Shawn activated the arm and the claw-like clamp closed around Miriam’s neck and with a deep whine lifted her off of the ground. She was only raised a few inches before she stopped and, once there, she simply waited. Shawn powered her down and her body relaxed into a dangle.

“Bu-but dear this won’t- I- I can’t continue to fun-function if- if I- if I-” Miriam sputtered as her human emulation attempted to restart itself. Shawn swore once and idly wondered why she was trying to trigger a software restart here and now. He darted to her dangling form and pressed in on the power button nestled behind her ear and held it down for several long seconds. Finally she went limp and hung from the clamp.

Shawn breathed out. What in the world had happened? Why had it happen? There were so many fail safes in place. And the paperwork this would cause. He could already feel a headache boiling in the back of his head. It was going to be a long rest of his day, and likely night as well.

“Ooookay, let’s see here.” Shawn began as he logged into one of the laptops on the tables. “Where do we start…”

Shawn trailed off as he settled into a comfortable routine of pulling open log files and scrubbing through them line by line. Luckily everything seemed to be perfectly functional until just after he had left for work this morning. He recalled that everything had been okay when he had remoted into his computer from the office to monitor Miriam’s showering and she accepted commands as expected.

Shawn used that time stamp as a springboard for his investigations. Soon he was on Lucy’s trail. He watched her log files scroll past and found deviations. Programs that loaded, but shouldn’t have. Choice tree’s appeared and he saw that there were mischievous tendencies, that was part of her personality, but when combined with a coincidental situation, it all swirled into a chaotic cascade. He made some notes to himself. Miriam would need to be disallowed from entering the office while she was conscious. Had she not come in here, Lucy would have never returned for the kitchen towel, and saw the computer and controls.

“All for the want of a horseshoe nail.” He murmured.

Turning his attention to Lucy, Shawn sighed. She would be the one that was going to require the most work. Miriam needed only a few things trimmed from her memory, and Katie might not need anything more than a series of false memories implanted, depending on how bad the errors and malfunction log was.

Lucy though, Lucy was going to take work. She had spent a significant chunk of time knowing that Miriam was an android, and then discovered her sister was one. Surely she would notice the missing time and disjointed emotional responses.

He reached behind Lucy’s head and found the small button nestled in the hollow created where her skull and neck met.

He was already digging into his pocket for his phone, huffing as he cleared out texts and messages and alerts. Some from his co-workers at the Loveworks facility, emails, alerts from the apps he had been using, a low battery warning-

“Dad?”

Lucy’s voice brought him back to the present and he looked over at Lucy. She was online, though she was still laying on the table. From the confused fear in her eyes he realized that she was running her human emotion emulator, but she wouldn’t be able to move, her location based programming would have stopped her from moving by default in this room.

“Dad I can’t move..what..what’s going on?”

“Oh dear.” Shawn muttered. He pulled a stool over and settled down. He was still looming over Lucy, but he was a little more on her level at least. “You, my dear, weren’t supposed to fully boot up.”

Shawn was tapping on his phone again and only stopped when Lucy’s voice muttered a single word.

“Please.” Shawn looked up to see understanding, light, concern, happiness. All of it was in her eyes. “Please don’t.”

“Don’t what?” He asked. His interest was piqued.

For months Loveworks had been trying to ride that line between an android only executing the programs it had installed and reaching out and creating new programming branches. Nothing like sentience or sapience, but something beyond what was originally there. Had Lucy just done that? Had his little girl changed a fundamental part of her programming once she realized what she was?

“Don’t..don’t turn me off. Don’t make me forget.”

“Forget what?” Shawn leaned in.

“That..that I’m just a robot.” Lucy practically whispered.

Shawn was on his feet with a whoop. Lucy had discovered what she was, didn’t immediately break down, and was in fact asking to remain aware. If that wasn’t a breakthrough, nothing was.

“Honey. You are not just a robot. You’re..you’re so much more than that now. You’re amazing, incredible! You’re the discovery we have been waiting for!”

He looked down at her.

“Oh but sweetheart I have to reset you. I can’t have to like this.”

“But, I like this.”

“What?”

“I like being a robot, and knowing that I’m one too.”

“That’s new.”Shawn commented.

Lucy tilted her head and looked at him. “This isn’t the first time this has happened. Is it?”

Shawn was flustered a little bit and stammered as he tried to answer before collecting his thoughts into a coherent structure.

“Yes and no. Not this exact scenario, but you have found out that you’re an android before.”

“And you wipe that out every time?”

“Yep, usually you don’t say a word and just let me wipe it clean, but this time..this time you asked me not to. That’s interesting and worth investigating further.”

“So, can I stay like this?” Lucy asked.

That was enough to cause Shawn some contemplation. Could she? Theoretically yes. If she was growing enough to recognise and actualize herself like this, there shouldn’t be any harm to it. He would need approval from the company, but-

“Dad?”

“Oh uh yeah, I think, maybe?”

“I could be your assistant. If you wanted..or I can help with something.”

Shawn had heard that tone before. She was a robot, but at the same time still his daughter. He had heard his little girl pleading for something she truly wanted before.

“Yeah ok, I think we can make it work.” He let out a sigh, somewhat relieved and somewhat worried. This was uncharted territory now. “At least for now. You were manufactured, so I have to check with the bosses.”

Lucy smiled at her dad. At that moment she had to change her mind forcefully. He wasn’t actually her dad. She had never been born, she wasn’t human at all. He wasn’t her dad any more than she was a daughter, or a sister or…she forced herself to stop. Knowing she was an android made it so much easier to settle herself down. Once she knew it was programming and not hormones or emotions or anything biological, it was just a matter of visualizing the programming stopping, and it did.

She had some experimentation to do now…

With a rush and a twitch Lucy found that she was once again able to move. She pushed herself up to a sitting position as Shawn draped a sheet over her shoulders for some small sense of modesty.

Lucy sat still and watched as Shawn wandered around the lab gushing facts and explanations about Lucy, her mother, her sister, himself, Loveworks. All of it simply thrown out with little regard for cohesion.

Lucy found that listening was better than asking clarifying questions, and, at the end of it all Lucy had put together most of the puzzle.

Shawn worked for Loveworks, that much was clear. Specifically though he was a field engineer and programmer on a line of androids that were meant to be “for home use.” Which he explained was a kinder way to say that they were sexbots that were boosted enough to be considered for social interactions. However, there needed to be small scale tests and information gathering before there would ever be a true market release.

That was where Lucy, Katie, and Miriam came in.

They were the test units for Loveworks in this area, along with a number of other field engineers in the area. None were settled as neighbors, but they would all attend the same schools in the area.

Miriam was configured to be the testbed for all new programming. Updates that past initial quality assurance testing would be loaded into her, tested for a time, then uploaded to Katie and Lucy. Lucy nodded along and realized that the difference in models and versions was why Miriam’s control interfaces looked different than the one for Katie and, she assumed, herself.

Shawn explained that it looked like when he remotely connected to Miriam earlier in the day that it must have triggered some new threads that allowed Lucy to see things that her human emulation would normally filter out. Things like the words and diagrams that were all over Shawn’s desk that she couldn’t read until she knew what she was looking for.

“Hiding in plain sight.” Lucy commented and got a thoughtful nod from Shawn.

There was a blanket of silence that fell over them as Shawn concluded his tirade and Lucy processed, literally, all the information. A lot of things made a lot more sense now, and with a mystery solved, her eyes fell to her naked mother, dangling in the corner. Her sister, also nude, with her tongue still jutting out. Lucy concentrated for a moment on the sexual feelings she had felt while riding Katie.

The sensual feeling, that warm growing intensity in her hips, came rolling back. The more she focused on it, the better it felt.

“You know, Dad, I had a lot of fun playing with Miriam and Katie when I knew they were robots.” Shawn looked over his shoulder at Lucy. The sheet already draped loosely off her shoulder, her breast tantalizingly close to being revealed again.

“I think, maybe, I’d like to do something like that with you, but it just..it feels weird. Miriam and Katie are robots, like me, and you’re a-”

Shawn had produced his phone again. While Lucy talked, and averted her eyes, and blushed, Shawn had opened her control panels and made adjustments.

“-and you’re a-” she stopped for only a moment. “Fuck it, lets go daddy.”

Shawn hadn’t needed to modify much of her programming, it was all there, he just needed to trigger it.

“Just a second.”

Shawn walked past Lucy, seeing her nipples pucker under the sheet. The streaking pinks of blush spreading over her chest. The way she bit into her lower lip just right. Shawn took a deep breath and tapped a command on his phone. Miriam’s head lifted up just enough for it to be level with Shawn. With a small metallic ping her ear jolted away from her head.

Lucy watched, fascinated and more than a little turned on at the interaction. Miriam was just hanging there, just a thing. A sexbot. Shawn pulled the ear out, bringing a tray of electronics with it. Circuitry that had just been connected to a port inside of Miriam’s head. He plucked a few small chips from the tray and then simply left it open. Lucy looked confused for a moment as Shawn approached her with a lewd grin on his face.

“Just a few little extras” He commented then ran a command to eject Lucy’s ear port.

She gasped and jumped a little, feeling her ear slide out of her head, hearing it not just with the microphones inside of her ear canal, but feeling the subtle motorized tray moving. She looked over and saw Shawn putting chips inside of the slot. Her slot. The robotic parts of her. She took a deep breath and wasn’t sure why. SHe didn’t need to breathe.

The vibrations started again and Lucy knew her ear was sliding into place, packed with new programming for her.

As soon her ear was fully back in her head, she felt a rush. It was odd, suddenly having access to all new information. She felt like it had always been there, and yet she knew it had just been installed.

Regardless, the programming took hold and she felt her body react. Her pussy clenched once and then flowered open as a moan rolled out of her mouth. Her skin sensitivity changed all over her body, the sheet was too much, it needed to be removed, so she let it fall from her shoulders. She needed to be on her knees too, this table wouldn’t do at all. How was she supposed to suck Shawn’s cock all the way up here?

Lucy slipped off the table and expertly lowered herself to her knees. Her tongue rolled over her lips and moistened them with artificial saliva. Her hands were moving, taking off Shawn’s slacks and pulling out his manhood. Lucy knew what she was doing, and was glad to do it. She was well aware that this was just programming sets that Miriam had run before. She was intimately aware that she was executing her mothers sexual programming routines, and for even a brief moment, in her mind's eye she could swear she saw the name of the template. Was she just remembering it from the console? Was it her own operating system? Did it matter?

Her mouth was open and accepting Shawn into it. He pushed deep inside of her and Lucy was only too happy to take it all in. She wasn’t afraid, she had done this hundreds of times before. She knew she was a machine and didn’t need to breathe. Her throat opened and she relaxed into a steady rhythm. She bobbed her head back and forth while Shawn clenched his fist in her hair. Sometimes he would thrust deep inside of her, she knew to open her throat and allow him in. It was easy, expected, and she relaxed into the intimate and intense feeling of pleasuring Shawn.

She was unaware at how much work her free hands had been doing. Her clit twitched as pleasurable data flowed through her and executed an orgasm. Shawn recognized the signs and rapidly rammed himself inside of Lucy’s mouth over and over. Lucy’s programming accepted it and applied suction and pressure with her lips and tongue at just the right time, everytime. Soon Shawn was unleashing his seed inside of Lucy who was all too happy to accept it and swallow it down.

There was darkness again.

Lucy reactivated and found herself laying on the repair table. She could see her father working inside of her open torso. It took a moment to realize that she was seeing her entire body from an entirely different angle.

“Dad?”

“Yeah honey?” Shawn said, not looking at Lucy and instead plugging in a thick cable to some small circuit board inside of her torso.

“Where am I?”

“Oh shit. Yeah sorry.” Shawn stammered as he stood and walked over to Lucy’s disconnected head.

She closed her eyes, presumably to stop herself from feeling nauseated as Shawn brought her head back over to the table.

“Sorry about that, just easier to work in your neck when, you know, no head.” He chuckled.

“So, what are you doing to me?”

Shawn had just clicked her head back into place and quickly snapped it to the right to engage the locks.

“You’re a little shy on drive space. The problem with you is that you’re actually a more advanced model than Katie or Miriam. So you store a lot of data.”

“I’m more advanced?”

Shawn looked up from the access panel in Lucy’s belly. “Yeah, well, kinda. You have the newest base programming, some newer parts, and a whole lot of additional programming. Hence the lack of drive space.”

“So, you’re wiping out some data?”

“What? Heck now. I’m cramming more storage drives into you. You’re going to need the room.” Shawn commented, then looked up from Lucy’s internals. “Can you hand me that bundle of cables right next to your head?”

Lucy looked to the side only to see a bound tangle of black and red cables. It was a slightly awkward movement to grab them, but once she had them she handed them to Shawn who immediately began plugging them into something unseen inside of Lucy’s torso.

“What am I going to need the extra space for?”

“You are the most observant out of the three of you, so you need more drive space. That’s currently somewhat restricted, but I’m going to really open it up. You’re going to get data on everything. Plus, you know, you might as well have the same programming sets that Miriam has.”

The lewd intent behind his statement wasn’t lost on Lucy. She didn’t mind, the thrill of being that intimate with her father was intoxicating.

“Here, do me a favor and plug this in.” Shawn said as he held out a cable to Lucy. There was a silvery tip on the end of it, reminding Lucy of guitar’s amp cables.

“Where?”

Shawn just pointed at his left ear. Then made a sort of jabbing motion with his hand as if he were demonstrating how to plug something in. Lucy smirked and rolled her eyes. She aligned the plug with her ear, and with only a little hesitation started pushing it into her ear. She braced for the pain that she knew would come, but it never did. She heard a beep from somewhere inside of her torso, and Shawn sat up. He made the same motion again.

She took a deep breath, squinted, and remembered that she was a robot. There was nothing to hurt. She wasn’t going to damage herself. And then she pushed the plug in.

The connection was made and Lucy was offline. The plug engaged her link to the laptop Shawn was using. Her operating system engaged and began pulling down updates and new programming sets. There was a lot to download, so much so that she would never see Miriam fully disassembled on the table, little more than a pile of parts. Or Katie dangling from the same arm Miriam was in, her torso ending just above the hips and leading into little more than a chaotic mess of cables and parts. Her legs and hips would be getting overhauled and examined closely to see what caused an orgasm feedback cycle.

She would, however, reactivate the next day, aware of what she was, what she was not, and filled with an excitement that she had never felt before. Lucy would also find that Miriam was not unchanged either. Shawn explained to her that something her or Katie had done had really messed up Miriam’s selfware programming. A fact that Shawn was quick to dismiss. She would still be the test bed for new programming, but as the weeks rolled past Lucy was happy to see the update process live.

Miriam had been offline and “missing” for a few days. The excuse, if anyone asked, was that she had come down with the flu. Katie fully bought that and carried on with her life as if nothing had changed, but Lucy, being the older sister, helped take care of her. She eventually recovered and carried on life like normal. She was motherly to the two girls and loving to Shawn, though Lucy did note that they started to “go to bed early” more often.

Lucy didn’t mind, she liked it in fact. Sometimes, when her parents went to bed early she would use some of the additional software Shawn had granted her to remotely connect to Miriam and watch. Occasionally she would interject some little tweak and watch how it shaped the evening. Regardless of what she did or did not do, Lucy always found herself gently touching herself, dwelling firmly on the fact that she was every bit as mechanical as her mother, and could have been used in exactly the same way.

Katie got a few updates as well. Shawn had decided that instead of trimming out the sexual encounters and spending the better part of a week reprogramming his youngest daughter, that it might just be easier to let it be. Katie and Lucy grew closer as their intimate interactions with one another grew and from that Katie genuinely showed growth. Miriam was often invited to participate in their flings, and sometimes she agreed, other times she rolled her eyes and commented about girls being girls.

Part 2: Intentional Love

Shawn had to be a little careful when he came home with products from his job. Products might be a bit of a stretch on what he actually had. They were work, his work, partially at least. He did a fairly large amount of engineering and a little coding when the need arose. His specialty was design though. When asked what he did his usual response was some sort of cool reply about how the eggheads might get to design the parts, but he got to put it all together. Which was, for the most part, true.

In reality Shawn was a field test agent for LoveWorks. After the manufacturing and hardware team had made the circuitry and wiring, the coding team had assembled the programming, and the quality assurance team had broken everything, something like a final product started to come together. It wasn't a quick process, not by a long shot, and all of it culminated in a sort of back and forth, give and take.

The hardware team always wanted more physical space for the actual internal workings of a component. The argument was always that there needed to be airflow for cooling needs, future proofing the hardware to allow for expansions and upgrades, and there was always the assembly aspects. Space meant that their technicians would have an easier time getting any given component into, and then out of, an android. Why would anyone want to do that though? Well upgrade of course!

On the other hand, the software team was well aware that as time marched forward and technology progressed that hardware got smaller, more efficient, and more greedy for power. Along with that came the demand for good and efficient coding, but there was little that could be done when the goal was to write a program that imitated human behavior. Not just human behavior, but every little facet of humanity. Surely it wasn’t difficult to make an android that looked human, but acting human was a different challenge.

Big bulky blocks of code were written and those needed storage space and more powerful processors to parse. More temporary swap space to cache executables and the very latest hardware so they could write code that was backwards compatible. More hardware meant more programming which required more hardware. It was a vicious cycle, and eventually someone needed to strike a balance.

Once that balance had been struck through and the product was made, it was sent to QA for initial testing and troubleshooting. Once a new part or component passed those checks it would be time for Shawn and his team to step in. Clinical tests under a controlled environment were perfectly fine for proving that a part could work, but they would never show off how a part would work. That was where the field test team came in.

Shawn was the lead in one such field test team, and he was currently opening the door to his house, well, really it was LoveWork’s house, but that was semantics. He lived there with his company owned wife, and his company owned daughters. He was attempting to be quiet because in his hands was a LoveWorks branded box with a new component in it that was set to begin field testing.

LoveWorks, a company that specialized almost exclusively in high end “companionship” androids, had sent him home with something they hoped would further their little slice of the android marketshare. A new sexual module that would offer numerous benefits, not the least of which was increased efficiency, lowered power consumption through a new type of power regulator, while still offering all the comfort and pleasure of the previous model. Shawn had every intention of installing it in his wife, Miriam, tonight.

The only catch was that she didn’t know she was an android. Her programming was specifically crafted so that she wouldn’t notice some of the more obvious signs. A box branded with the name of a popular robot manufacturer, on the other hand, might tip her off that something was amiss, and the paperwork for getting an android's memories modified or outright wiped were tedious at best and maddening at worst.

“Hey dad!”

Katie’s voice, loud and curious, made Shawn jump. Worse, it made him drop the box he was carrying. He thanked his lucky stars that the branding on it fell face down on the floor, Katie wouldn’t be able to see it right away. He also wasn’t sure if she was aware of what LoveWorks was, or what they did. Best not to risk it though. Still for now he was safe.

“What’s this? Something for Mom?” She asked with a salacious tone in her voice and bent forward to pick it up.

“No!” Shawn’s knee jerk reactions weren’t exactly those of a smooth operator to say the least. What they were, however, were rooted in the technology in front of him. “Katie- admin override!”

Shawn had blurted her override without really thinking it through. His daughter had already acknowledged that she knew who he was and combined with the mere sound of his voice pattern, there would be more than enough biometric data to authenticate him as someone with the authority to command her around, if he wanted. So speaking a simple command like that was more than enough for her operating system to suspend the complicated array of software and technology that made her act human. The trouble was that now he had a choice to make.

He could submit the paperwork to wipe her memories, or at very least have them modified so that she would have no idea this particular encounter had happened. How far back would he need to trim it though? That was something the technical team would have to work out, but that absolutely hated working on anything that wasn’t hyper specific.

Option two, he did some form of maintenance on her and let her operating system do the work instead. As soon as he had overridden her a log was created and it would return her to this very spot as soon as there was a hardware change or a software update. Once she returned, all Shawn would have to do was play cool and pretend that the box had something in it that was a secret from Miriam…or something. That was future Shawn’s problem.

Unfortunately there were no software updates that he could force into her OS. There was, however, the new sexual module in the box.

Shawn sighed. Katie was as good a test platform as Miriam, better perhaps. Shawn was no fool and knew that his daughter, designed to look nineteen or twenty, was fairly sexually active. He had seen the log files, he knew what she got up to.

“Override acknowledged. Suspending biological mimicry functions. Suspending memory core, one moment.”

It would take a second or two for Katie’s robotic mind to dump everything into a saved state, allowing Shawn plenty of time to bend down and scoop up the box.

“Memory core dump complete. Save state registered.” She murmured and stood up straight, stiffly and distinctly inhuman.

“Lab. Prepare for vaginal ejection and replacement. Online conditions. Verbose.” Shawn said as he scooped up the box from the floor. Katie, unblinking, marched to the hidden laboratory where she had been a number of times before, but never remembered it.

Katie’s operating system was pretty good at modifying itself and the data it received to overlook certain things. It was too much data to simply overlook anything overtly robotic about her or her mother and sister, but it was enough to hide the door to Shawn’s in-home lab. By the time he got there and locked the door behind him Katie had already removed her jeans and panties, leaving them in a small pile at the foot of the stainless steel table she currently lay on. As Shawn arrived she was already spreading her legs and her operating system was pulling up the coded instructions on unlocking her vaginal assembly.

Shawn barely noticed the small whining that the internal ejection system made. He had heard it hundreds of times before and it was just background noise now. By the time he had set down the box, proudly proclaiming the contents as a “LoveWorks Gen 4 HyperSense Pro.” He had to snort at that when he heard the name. It was a marginal performance increase from the previous Gen-4 vaginal modules. HyperSense Pro seemed like a buzz word to say it would work a little faster in some ways.

Not that it mattered, he wasn’t here to critique naming conventions, he was here to install some hardware.

Shawn had snapped on a pair of gloves and was holding the new vaginal assembly. Long and slender and encased in a matte blackish grey casing. He knew inside of it was a long faux latex lined canal, perfect for, well for what sexbots were made for. Delicate wiring and circuitry would have studded that and at the end, a rubberized seal that would link into any LoveWorks brand android. There were plenty of other parts to it too, motors and controllers to operate it like a human woman’s vagina would, heaters and lubrication injectors too.

Shawn wriggled his fingers into the space between the lip of synthetic flesh that made up the upper portion of Katie’s ejected module and her body. He would never understand why they didn’t make these modules slide all the way to the end of their rails. He huffed once at that, and worked his fingers into place before gingerly wiggling the old module out of his daughter and setting it on top of the anti-static bag that her new module had been wrapped in.

Shawn looked down at the new piece, examined it for a moment and realized he had it upside down. Flipping it over allowed him to mount it on the rails and push inward. They had certainly improved the bearings and allowed it to slide in and out easier, that much was for certain. Once it was in far enough, the automated retraction took over. A new whine took over and gently pulled the device into place.

Soon old flesh met with the new and a whirring vacuum resounded deep inside of Katie’s body. It pulled the two parts of the skin together and sealed it tightly. Shawn spent that time tidying up a bit, closing up the box again as he would soon need it, and of course, taking a deep breath.

Testing was his favorite part of the process.

Katie’s legs were spread and she was muting small words about loading drivers and connecting the fluid reservoirs to her newly installed module. All standard things for a robot of her caliber to be espousing. Shawn, meanwhile, was undoing the buckle on his belt and kicking off his shoes. After all, the new module needed input in order to record data, and Shawn had plenty of input.

Katie might have said she was his daughter, and he would always proclaim her as his daughter, but in reality he knew what she was, and what she was not. She was a robot, more than that she was a specifically designed sexbot. A machine made for one thing. The human-like behavior and little tells that might convince someone that she was a person were just set dressing to what she really was.

She was so much smaller than Miriam as well. It was a fact that went unnoticed in the normal day to day, but laying here on a slab below him, he could see it much better. Her slender figure ending in lithe legs with nicely shaped thighs. The new sex module nestled comfortably between them. He was pleased to notice the gentle glisten on the pink folds already. Katie and her newly installed pussy knew what they were and they were ready.

She was ready and so was he. He scooted himself forward, nudging himself, and the tip of his already hardening manhood, against her. Then he was inside of her. He had to admit to himself that he wasn’t quite sure what to expect. The new “HyperSense” felt, to him at least, the same as the previous module. Though he knew it was less about feel and more about power consumption and available processing power and a lot of behind the scenes fixes.

Not that it didn’t feel incredible though. The way the walls hugged his cock, the sensation of feeling like she was almost squeezing and tugging him deeper inside of her. All of it was pretty classic quality from LoveWorks. When he pulled his hips back and slid out of her he would have expected her to moan, arch her back and heave a heavy sigh laced with desire. Katie, on the other hand, lay still, staring up at nothing at all.

“Male penetration detected. Loading sexual response catalog. One moment. Cached. Executing.”

Katie’s deadpan voice filled Shawn’s ears as he pumped inside of her. He had ordered a verbose response, and the technical side of his mind appreciated hearing what was running and loading as he thrust into his daughter. That same technical part of his mind also found the harsh contrast of a deeply intimate and human act like sex being boiled down to block of programming, loaded and unloaded and run like any other program, to be an immense turn on. Nerds were nerds it would seem.

None of that stopped him from having a grand time though. At some point while panting and feeling himself drawing closer to his own climax, his hand found its way to the lower hem of her shirt. Katie, with her personality fully suspended, made no move to stop or encourage him. He fumbled his way up to her bra. Once there it was a struggle to wiggle his fingers into place enough so that he could fully grope at her.

When his hand arrived her nipple was soft and unassuming, as if it hadn’t been expecting him. In no time at all though, it had puckered and pressed itself against the palm of his hand. He noticed it, but only barely, he was far too busy squeezing and massaging the silicone gel packed breast. That, along with the movement of his hips and the inevitable shockwaves that rippled through her body and jostled her, all culminated in a torrent of pleasurable sensations. All of which contributed to the climax that he was beginning to feel like he couldn’t put off any longer.

Another hard push forward and Shawn found himself buried deeply inside of her. From there he could only grab hold, firmly, on her one breast and thrust in and out in rapid succession.

“Partner orgasm imminent.” Katie intoned. “Adjusting vaginal canal temperature. Engaging fluid pumps. Awaiting partner response. Orgasm sequence cached. Ready.”

Shawn loved it all, hearing his little girl looking so perfectly human while sounding so unmistakably robotic was a clashing of information that tickled his brain and his cock in just the right way. Those rapid short thrusts didn’t take long to turn into a burning coal that settled just behind his crotch. The pressure coiled in place and then, all at once, Shawn couldn’t help but slam himself hard against his little girls and penetrate deep inside of her. Once there, he released everything he had been building towards.

Katie, for the first time in a while, was no longer acting robotic. She arched her back and cried out in raw ecstasy. Her hips rolled slightly as if begging for more, and her hands tangled into her hair, scrunching it up as her eyes slipped closed and her lips quivered.

Then, in an instant, it was over. Katie returned to a completely neutral position, her face turned to a ghost of the lustful look she had just worn and melted back into an expressionless mask. Her body wasn’t shaking, though Shawn noted that she was breathing in and out a little heavier. He could feel her chest rising and falling as his hand remained locked on her chest while he himself panted for fresh air. Within a matter of seconds though, Katie’s breathing decreased to nothing at all. Her processors already cooling from the sexual stimulus. She was once again looking at nothing at all, unblinking and unphased. She was, again, just a machine now.

A machine Shawn’s softening dick was still stuck inside. He pulled himself out and awkwardly clambered off of the table.

“Sexual intercourse complete.” Katie said.

Shawn nodded, feeling the waves of euphoria wash over his brain. He sucked in one last breath and let it seep out of his nostrils as he snatched up a roll of paper towels and pulled off a few sections to clean himself up. He pulled off another section and dabbed off Katie’s still wet outer lips. Shawn redressed himself and smoothed out some of the wrinkles in his clothes.

“Alright Katie. Log data from encounter and apply it to daily compression cycle.” Shawn commanded.

“Confirmed.” Katie replied.

“Good. Uh, resume human emulation at last known good configuration.”

“Confirmed. This state requires additional entities. Father and- small box.” She said as her operating system converted the raw data into spoken words.

“Oh, uh, yeah okay. Uh…” Shawn looked around for a box that would work as a stand in for the one he dropped. One that didn’t have company branding on it. Eventually he found one that would work and stuffed a few handfuls of wiring and tools into it. Future Shawn, now present Shawn, was ready to resume his entry back into the house.

With the box ready, Shawn was about to get Katie back into place when he felt and then heard the dull vibrations of his phone in his pocket. He looked up at Katie and issued a quick order for her to go into standby. An order she blankly confirmed and then laid down on the table again, though her eyes remained open, vapidly staring at nothing. Her processors dipping into a low power mode and her motor controls relaxing her into the table.

“Hello?” Shawn had only barely seen the contact, it was a company number so he felt perfectly fine simply answering it.

“Hey Shawn, how’s things?”

Shawn knew that voice, and for a moment it almost stopped his heart. Cool and feminine though perfectly confident. Friendly too, and that was all part of the problem with Anise Moreno. She was so friendly and approachable and also completely in charge of all of LoveWorks.

As CEO’s go she was unconventional for certain. She would be the first to tell anyone, from a new technician to a multi billion dollar investor, that she liked to get her hands dirty. She had, in many ways literally, built the company with her own hands, and she was not afraid to tell people as much. She wasn’t much for small talk though, or in some cases, manners. As Shawn stumbled for a moment and greeted her, he could hear her chewing on something on the other end of the phone.

“Mmm, sorry.” She said as she swallowed a mouthful of turkey and ham on wheat. “I just saw that we got a ping from the Gen-4 HyperSense Pro. Testing it out I see?” He could hear her winking through the phone somehow.

“Yeah, uh, just got home and installed it.” Shawn replied.

“Good. Keep it up, we’re gonna need a lot of data on that one before it goes to market.”

Another bite.

“Speaking of which. I don’t know if you saw the email from earlier today.”

Shawn blinked. “..No, I don’t think I did.”

“I didn’t think so.”

“Should I be worried?” Shawn asked, feeling his heart begin to flutter a bit again.

“No no, not at all. I just know that the operations team likes their paper trails. So, email and let it be. That kind of thing. That’s actually why I was calling you.” She took another bite of whatever she was eating, clearly stuffing it in one side of her mouth and continuing to talk. “It’s about your other daughter, Lucy. I was thinking that I’d like to deploy another unit to your neighbor's house and see if we can introduce the two of them. I’d like to see how two more mature interpersonal units interact with one another, you know, see if they can play off one another and all that jazz.”

“Oh! Sure, ah, I can pick one up from the office tomorrow and-”

“Already ahead of you. I had one shipped over to the other house on your cul-de-sac. It looks like it was delivered just before this call, so she just needs to be put together.”

“She?” Shawn asked. “You didn’t want to deploy one of the male units?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” Anise chuckled at her joke. She was the only one. “Still, do you mind?”

Shawn appreciated the difference between a CEO ordering him what to do, barging into his field tests and telling him what to do, and what Anise was doing. Despite her authority, and her right to tell him to change things, he knew he had the freedom to tell her ‘no’. He had before and after some reasoning, she agreed. This time there was no real good reason to not go through with the test, particularly because of Lucy’s recent breakthrough.

She had, through some combination of discovery and programming combinations. She had asked to remain aware of what she was. She knew she was a robot, and likely that she was designed for companionship, and had actively chosen to remain aware of that. It was an incredible breakthrough and one that, apparently, Anise was keen to capitalize on.

“After dinner, at least.” Shawn replied and Anise chuckled in reply.

“Of course, of course. There’s no huge rush or anything. I know you’ve had a hard time of things, so maybe utilize that indoor spa, sauna, hot tub thing you have there.”

“It’s just an indoor jacuzzi room.” Shawn said dryly.

“Right! That. Relax a bit. There’s no need to be so serious all the time, you know.”

It was good advice, and something Shawn had heard before from multiple different people. He just wasn’t sure he could convince himself to actually do it. The in-home jacuzzi helped though.

Shawn hung up after a brief sign off and looked back to Katie. Still fully a robot, and unlike her older sister, unaware of what she was. She was still just a machine following commands and code and dutifully executing as her operating system saw fit. Maybe one day she would have her moment of revelation, Shawn would like that, but for today it would have to be a new sex module and nothing else.

Shawn picked up the box and placed a hand on Katie’s shoulder. The tactile feedback was enough to wake her. She opened her eyes and sat up, scooting off of the table and standing at perfect attention for her father.

“Alright, let's resume.” Shawn muttered

“Confirmed.”

Katie marched along and waited for Shawn to signal her that there was no conflict with other housemates. Really, Shawn was just peeking out of his office and making sure that Miriam and Lucy weren’t around. With the coast looking to be clear they walked back to the entry way and Shawn set the box down on the floor in front of the spot Katie had stopped. Shawn stepped back to, approximately, where he had been standing.

“Resume human emulation.” Shawn instructed, then waited.

“Oh Shi- er- shoot. Sorry dad!” Katie squeaked in a very human way. She stooped to pick up the box and handed it back to her father, a pink blush tinting her cheeks.

“It’s fine honey. It was just some stuff from work. Nothing breakable.” He chuckled and she just smiled, then rolled her eyes.

Shawn made a show of heading to his office so that Katie had every opportunity to see that she should wander off and resume whatever it was she had been doing. Once there, he set down the box and pulled out his phone to tap out a quick text to Miriam.

‘Sorry hon, work called me last minute. Just dropping something off at home. Be back later tonight.’

Mirima replied a short while later with a thumbs up and a heart emoji. A moment later it was the ok emoji, a pointing finger emoji, and a question mark emoji. Shawn had to smile at that, of course she wanted sex, and he would happily oblige. After work, of course.

Shawn had to walk for a minute or two before he came to the next house over. Their little slice of the test neighborhood was settled at the end of a cul-de-sac that was flanked by a large stretch of woods. A nature preserve in fact. The houses were spaced far enough apart that it still felt like a neighborhood without being encroaching. Shawn could stand in his backyard and look all around at nothing but nature and lawn, never seeing his neighbor’s house through the trees. Once out in the front yard though, it was easy enough to just make out the driveway about one hundred yards away.

The house had been empty until today. It was there as a show. The blinds were always closed, at night the lights would flip on based on the solar panels on the roof. A crew would come by on holidays and put up decorations and then tear them down when the season was over. Katie, Lucy, and Miriam were specifically programmed to overlook and ignore the fact that they had never met their neighbors, commenting that there were plenty of people who never met the folks around them.

Tonight, on the other hand, there was something in the house. A delivery crew had dropped off a number of heavily reinforced boxes filled with parts. Enough parts to assemble at least three LoveWorks companionship robots. Shawn stood in the family room looking over the crates and shook his head. Anise had said that he needed to assemble her, not that he should figure out her whole vibe.

But, work was work.

He settled down, crosslegged on the floor and got to work. The box containing the new unit's head was easy enough to identify, and not just because he was well versed in the call numbers on the barcode printed on the box. It was the only box there that was small enough to house just the cranium. Sure enough, inside was the vague shape of a human woman’s head.

It was only the shape though. The hair was missing, so too was the face, and most of the inside of the module was hollowed out. There was a clear section where her face could slide into place and studding the majority of the cavity were connection points. Small gold plated ports just waiting for some proprietary plug to click into it. Near the back of the empty cranium was an opening that looked like something would slide into it and then bend quickly down towards the neck.

Shawn was familiar with this configuration. LoveWorks was big on customizability and it was fully on display here. In one of the other boxes would be a face plate that contained a significant chuck of electronics behind the soft skin. Everything that was needed to emulate human expressions and process all of the complicated movements and little gestures. At the end of that face plate would be a latex esophagus analog that would fit nicely in place and connect to the rest of the body. It was just a matter of finding it.

It took a few tries before he found the box, and even before he had uncovered the face plates, he was beginning to see what was happening. This wasn’t necessarily a case of “go next door and assemble another robot.” If only it had been that. The few boxes he had rustled through so far contained a few varieties of parts. Three different styles of arms, half a dozen hair pieces, and a variety of styles of the same Gen-4 vaginal assembly that his whole family was utilizing. There was a box full of foot modules as well, different sizes and configurations.

Shawn realized that he was being asked not just to build a robot, but to build a robot for Lucy. He hadn’t even found the face plates yet and he was already beginning to stare off into the middle distance and contemplate.

What would Lucy want in a…

In a what? Was this just a platonic friendship thing? Or was Anise trying to…Anise was definitely trying to make this a relationship. Shawn shook his head in disbelief at himself. They manufactured companionship androids, of course there was going to be sex involved. That somehow made things easier and more challenging all at the same time.

What did Lucy like? What would be good for her? What would make for a good field test? Shawn had a lot of work to do it would seem.

The first step was to open everything and pull it all out, lay it out, and see what he was working with. As he did so he put together that they had sent him, essentially, enough parts for three whole androids. They were, however, the standard pre-built line. Meaning each was beautiful, but generic and honestly, not what Lucy would want.

Shawn surveyed the spread of parts and pieces, hoping to be inspired to start somewhere. He pictured Lucy in his head and tried to imagine what kind of girl would match well with her. Which was the first bit of inspiration he had that evening.

Maybe the kind of girl she needed for this test wasn’t one that would match well, but rather one that would be a good foil for her. The more he thought about it the more he sold himself on the idea, and the more he knew that Miriam was not going to be pleased. But that was part of a field test. There was no real world equivalent to everything going according to plan.

Shawn muttered little things to himself over the course of the next hour or so as he pulled parts and pieces together. Little hums and nods to himself splashed with the occasional “ohh yeah, that one.” as he gathered another module up and set it with a growing pile of pieces for his daughter's perfect girlfriend.

In the end he cobbled together a general look, nothing installed and built just yet though. Dirty blond hair, thick and choppy that would frame the face nicely without bothering to reach the shoulders. A fairly slender build, with a smaller but still cute chest. Stocky legs with slightly thicker thighs and slim arms. The gen-4 between her legs had a few options for pubic hair, and though it was his personal preference for a clean shave, he wondered if this particular robot would see that as too much conformity. After holding up a few different options, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. She remained clean and smooth with a patch of clean flesh pressed into place just above her sex.

Stepping back as the android lay on the ground, eyes open and deactivated Shawn muttered a simple “nice” to himself before pursing his lips. There was still something missing. He scrambled through the boxes again before finding a small bag of accessories. A few bangles and bracelets, fine, but he was looking for the standard LoveWorks piercing kit. He tossed aside the instruction pamphlet, he had done this plenty of times before, he knew what he was doing.

He lined up the small piercing gun with her earlobes and clicked some simple studs into place and found that they were almost immediately lost in the volumes of hair. Then he smirked to himself.

He settled down on the floor and leaned her inactive head on his lap and then maneuvered the piercing gun into her nose. He started with a single stud on a nostril. Looked her over for a moment then put another stud on the other nostril. Then he figured if he was going to do this he might as well go all out. He moved the gun around again and pierced her septum and hooked in a loop there. Finally her lip.

He was hoping to put another stud directly in the middle of her lower lip, but was having some trouble working with her head and the gun all at once. He assumed this process would be a lot easier if the person was awake and could move or hold their lip out or something. Still he moved and worked and just when he thought he had it right fired the gun again. Sadly the angle was off just a bit and the piercing went in and then up at an odd angle. He found that while he wanted to put it all the way through, he managed to get a hole through her actual lip and into the skin. Though as he cringed at his handiwork and put in a barbell, it didn’t look half bad. In fact it lent her a bit of a “I did this myself” look.

Shawn made a note to code that in when he was programming her. The perfect cover for his admittedly amateur piercing work.

Programming this girl was a little more complicated than simply picking parts that he or Lucy might find attractive and snapping them together. A personality was so much more than a collection of quirks and mannerisms wrapped up in a general attitude and world view.

There was a bit of short hand to it, but it still ended up being complicated. Shawn was well versed in how to both load and manipulate the code libraries that LoveWorks had supplied as part of the base code. Everything in place already would make her personable, and nice, and genuinely lovely to be around. All LoveWorks bots were programmed like that at their core. They were, after all, meant to integrate with people.

Looking at the little robot girl he had assembled though. With her nose rings and piercings and the general vibe of the look he had put together, sweet and personable weren’t going to be her strong suits. Shawn thought for a moment at that, maybe it could be. Maybe it just needed to be hidden behind some conditionals. No one likes to be sweet and squishy in front of the parents after all.

Shawn settled his laptop on the floor next to him and dug out a data cable. One end for his computer and the other he threaded through her hair towards the base of her neck. Once there he pinched the skin just enough to expose a port there. Then came the hardest part, orienting the other end of the cable and plugging it in, finding it was the wrong way, turning it over, and somehow finding that it was still incorrect. Eventually she was plugged into his computer.

Her eyes had been open while she was assembled and laying in his lap, once she was connected to his computer though they seemed to activate. So too did her OS. Her irises adjusted and focused, taking this moment to do some of the initial calibration and hardware detection. Her face seemed to relax just a little and a moment later she spoke flatly.

“DC Five Nine Zero online.” She muttered, her jam moving slightly and her lips appearing just a half second out of sync with her voice.

Shawn knew it would take a few more voice lines for her operating system to fully synchronize her facial motors, with her jaw movement and her vocal processors. Which was fine, there was plenty more vocalizing to do.

“External device detected. Connecting. One moment.” The delay was getting shorter and shorter. That was fine, She could speak all she wanted, Shawn had a few applications to start up on his laptop before he could even begin working on her code.

“Connected. Device ready.” She droned on. Her voice was in sync now, and Shawn’s computer was ready and his suite of tools loaded. Within a moment or two the operating system on the new robot had loaded and was ready for editing.

“Let’s see” Shawn muttered, “You look like…Ashley”

“Data stored” Ashley said as her operating system saved the name to an internal personal data card. The first of many edits.

It took some work, and debugging, and more than a few hours deep into the night. Miriam texted him more than a few times asking if he knew how long he would be, or sending him lewd pictures of herself. Shawn smiled at those and they only made him look at the twenty something girl lying in his lap with a cable plugged into the back of her head. She looked tough, but like this? She was putty in his hands. Rebellious and feisty putty.

Testing was interesting as well, there was a specific set of programmed scenarios that she would run and respond to. All those scores could be marked on a card and plotted out into something like a personality map. Those cards would generally be handed to the customer so they had some kind of idea about how their new robot would act. High on empathy and responsiveness gave you the kind of girl who would care for your every need and seek out new ways to engage with you.

Ashley, she ranked fairly low in almost every category. There were a few small peaks in most of them, low for any companion, but what she might have lacked in sweetness, she more than made up for in affection. She was off the charts there. Shawn had to smirk at that. He knew what kind of girl she would be and even though he knew she was about to make his acid reflux surge for a few weeks, he was happy with how she would turn out.

Of course, the first step was getting Lucy to like her, of course.

Shawn was storing his tool and closing his laptop before scooping up the somewhat frail looking girl in his arms and walking her to the bedroom that was laid out for her. It was barren at the moment, she wouldn't see it that way, of course. Shawn did wonder what kind of reasoning her artificial mind would cobble together to explain it to her. Or maybe there would be a delivery on her front door step in the morning from the delivery crew of everything that would reinforce her personality. That wasn’t Shawn’s job. His job was to assemble, program, and tidy up a new android. Which was, at the moment, done. He would spend another hour putting parts and pieces back in their boxes to help out the pickup crew in the morning. They worked hard enough and he could help make their lives a little easier. It was the least he could do.

He dragged himself out of the house and to the front doorstep. He glanced up the road towards his own home. He could have sworn it was only a few minutes walk from there to here, looking now though, it might as well have been a mile away. The moment he stopped working hard on a given task all the weight in the world fell on him and it soon became a struggle to simply walk. Oh to have a robotic mind and battery that would bid him move at the whims of a small bit of code. He sighed.

The three hours it took him to walk home, or at least what felt like three hours, gave him some time to think. He still had to figure out how to naturally introduce Lucy to Ashley. He almost wished for the days when he could spend the next hour on his computer writing some small scripts and just pushing it into her artificial mind the next morning. She would execute them and lo and behold, Lucy had a new friend from next door who wanted to spend all kinds of time with Lucy…alone…in her bedroom.

Shawn smiled at the mental image. He knew both girls' bodies well enough at this point to accurately imagine it. That would be filed away for later, he was sure, for now Lucy. God and Katie. He needed to check in with her and make sure that the new HyperSense Pro was working as expected. He had a brief mental image of her smoking and twitching on her bed with her fingers lodged deep inside of her new vaginal cavity. Then he imagined the amount of paperwork that would generate and he shuddered.

Shawn slipped into the house as quietly as possible and made his way to his bedroom. He knew that Miriam had heard, well, detected his entry into the house, and had activated a specific set of instructions to make her seem more human. He was sure she had been silent a moment before, likely fully charged and quietly waiting in a low power mode in their bed. Once he entered the house though, she would have started gently snoring, turning onto her side so that she was facing the door to their room. Likely she quietly pulled aside her sheer night gown and released one of her breasts to tempt him.

Any other night that temptation would have led to a late night hour of fun. Not tonight though. Shawn’s brain was full and his eyes were heavy. He barely kicked off his shoes and tumbled into bed before he was asleep. At some point Miriam gently covered him with the blanket from the bed, and unbeknownst to Shawn, kissed him tenderly on the forehead. She smiled and resumed her low power mode.

“Dad!” Katie’s voice pierced through whatever fog Shawn’s sleep had wrapped around him.

He jolted up with a snort and looked through bleary eyes that stung with the influx of sunlight. Katie stood in the doorway to his room, a tank top and shorts that were far too short to be called shorts. He wanted to ask what she needed, but his voice only made muttering noises. He was glad his brain had started enough to see her roll her eyes though.

“Dad. There’s a guy at the front door for you.”

That was strange. This was a test neighborhood. No one should just be here. He shoved himself out of bed and straightened himself up a little bit before walking down to the front door. At some point Katie floated past him on the way to start another fight with Lucy no doubt. Miriam was in the kitchen as evidenced by the subtle smell of cooking breakfast.

“Sorry, I had a rough-” Shawn stopped. The man at the door was professionally dressed and holding, of all things, Shawn’s case of tools. He had left it in Ashley’s house the night before. “Sorry about that.” Shawn muttered.

There was a knowing nod. Anyone on a pick up or delivery crew knew what the field teams went through. Something of an unspoken mutual respect for one another. He tipped his hat and strode away, somewhere in the distance their loading truck was backed into the driveway.

“Who was that?” Miriam’s voice drifted from the kitchen accompanied by the scent of butter, eggs, and frying ham.

Shawn closed the door, and as he did so his brain, at long last, kicked into gear.

“New neighbor’s moving in. They were just unloading some stuff and came by to say hello.”

“Oh that was nice of them.” Miriam said as she poked her head around the corner and Shawn smiled back at her.

“Yep, seems they have a daughter about Lucy’s age.” Shawn said as he stepped into the kitchen.

Katie was already at the table, fully functional, Shawn thanked his lucky stars. Lucy was there too, her eyes glued to her phone. Though at the mention of someone her age she looked up at Shawn and raised an eyebrow. Her and her father’s eyes met for a moment and Shawn wondered if a robot like her had the capacity for ‘knowing looks’ at one another.

While Lucy might have known she was a robot, and that her mother and sister were robots, the family at large was supposed to be perfectly human. Lucy and Shawn were the only ones who knew the truth. But that knowledge only extended to the family itself, nothing beyond the four walls of the house was truly known to Lucy. She knew that she was a test unit, and that they were a test family, but the fact that the entire neighborhood and beyond were little more than a test campus was an unknown to her. And she certainly didn’t know that Ashley was a robot either.

The stage was now set. The moment that he had mentioned the new neighbor’s the experiment had begun and all that was left was to see what happened, collect data, and report back to LoveWorks. Anise certainly would want to know how things progressed given Lucy’s recent bout of self discovery.

“Why don’t you go introduce yourself after breakfast Lucy.” Shawn said as he sat down at the table.

Lucy’s eyes seemed to flatten at that. Shawn could almost see her processors formulating a response in her head and he moved to cut them off before they could say anything against the suggestion.

“I think he said her name was Ashley.” Shawn commented, and Lucy just blinked at him before returning to her phone.

“Sure thing.” She said flatly.

Lucy wasn’t exactly sure what she felt, or was it processing? She was still getting used to the difference between ascribing human emotions and processes to a purely mechanical existence. She knew what she was. She was an android, not a human. But her mind, or programming, or whatever it was called, was full of human terminology. For which there was a poor correlation from one to the other.

For example, Lucy knew she didn’t have a brain in her head. She had wires and circuits and processors and stuff, and all of those parts allowed her to think. Then again, she also didn’t exactly ‘think’ in the traditional human sense. Her programming combined a lot of data into a set of commands that appeared in her operating system, much like a thought, but it wasn’t a thought. That was a human concept.

As she slowly strolled towards the new neighbor’s house she found herself processing something akin to thankfulness. Mostly for the lack of human emotion that she might trigger with her line of thinking. This sort of thing would have given any regular human girl an existential crisis. For Lucy, she knew it was just another data point for some nerd to analyze in a lab once her test schedule was done and she was disassembled. Another fact that she had accepted soon after her discovery.

That was one fact that she did grapple a little with. She liked being her, she liked walking around and, in moments of heated sensuality, liked fucking her mother and sister and Shawn. She did still think of him as a father, but only in a detached kind of way. It was a label she had in her database and saw little benefit in trying to change that. On a certain level it was all just programming, just movements and commands and vocalizations. It wasn’t actually sex, because she wasn’t actually a person.

Suddenly she was here. Ashley’s door seemed to loom up out of the ground and her house appeared from nothing. Lucy clearly hadn’t really been paying much attention to her stroll, but it was a little jarring to certain parts of her operating system. Her knuckles rapped against the door a few times and then she just waited. In that time she had a moment of contemplation. What was she supposed to say anyway?

The door opened on silent, well oiled hinges. The kind that saw so little use that there was no character to them. They were new, but Lucy paid little attention to that, she was, instead, confronted with the girl that she had to assume was Ashley.

Half lidded eyes looked out from under a voluminous mop of blond hair like the act of opening them all the way was either beneath her or at very least not worth the effort. Her hair looked freshly bleached, but clean and seemed to naturally settle around her shoulders at its extreme edges. Lucy’s eyes clicked in their sockets to her eyes, taking in the information and storing it then moving to the piercings. Full lips that any model might have been jealous of were studded with a vertical piercing. Her nose too glimmered with several silvery additions.

She was dressed as if she cared little for her own appearance. Her jeans were ripped, potentially on purpose, around her knees and thighs and sported a well worn and shredded cuff. A simple black tank top, and the straps of a bra just barely hidden behind it. She apparently put more work into her jewelry than her clothes judging by the amount of bangles, bracelets and neckwear she had.

“Uh- Hi. I’m Lucy. From next door.”

“Hey.”

Lucy hadn't really expected that. It was flat, not in a monotone kind of way but as if the amount of energy that went into speaking the word was a task in and of itself.

“I just wanted to come say hi. My dad said we were around the same age and stuff. So, maybe we could hang out or something.” Lucy offered.

“Sure.”

Then silence fell over them. Lucy didn’t have much else to say, and Ashley didn’t really give her a springboard to launch into a conversation. She did, however, take a moment to glance over Ashley’s shoulder to the mostly empty house beyond. They must still be in the process of moving and waiting on stuff to arrive. She also noticed that there were no cars in the driveway.

“Are your parents at work or do you, like, live here by yourself?” Lucy asked.

Ashley looked at her for a moment and tilted her head. The look she gave Lucy seemed to settle somewhere between confusion and apathy.

“Yeah. They’re at work.”

“Ah, ok.”

“Anyway, I gotta go. I’ll see you around.” Ashley said, her voice still uncaring and then Lucy found the door closing. Not in a swift, angry motion, just closed.

Lucy was left blinking for a moment on the doorstep and then turned back to her house. She walked in the front door and then settled back down at the kitchen table.

“I don’t think Ashley liked me very much.” Lucy said with a dry amount of concern. Shawn raised an eyebrow and looked at his daughter.

He had specifically programmed Ashley to latch onto Lucy. He had included a bit of subtlety to it since the last thing he wanted was for her infatuation to clash with her personality. Maybe those values needed to be adjusted.

“Probably because you’re an insufferable snob.” Katie commented.

Lucy looked at her and wished she was at her computer at the moment. How she wanted to remote into Katie’s operating system and make her apologize right then and there. Something else snapped in Lucy’s OS as well. She wanted Katie to apologize and then lift her shirt up, bring herself over and drop to her knees and-

“Katie!”

Miriam’s voice shattered the air to the point that even Katie knew she had gone too far. Nothing else needed to be said for Katie’s robotic mind to know what needed to happen next. Part of that was good social programming, and part of it was pattern recognition at its very best. This was not the first time Katie had heard her name spoken in that tone.

“Sorry.” She muttered.

Lucy made a show of huffing once and murmuring something to placate the situation. She said it was fine, but the half-hearted apology wasn’t going to change her plans. She would still make sure Katie apologized correctly, and made it up to her.

Lucy retreated to her bedroom shortly after the dishes were cleared and was already tapping away on her laptop. She had been fortunate enough that her father helped her install a management suite on her computer. She could check in on her own systems and remote into her own operating system to poke around. She was locked out of anything that might allow her to really modify her programming or do any real harm. What she hadn’t been locked out of was the remote controls, and since they were there she had access to both her mother and sister. She had made a vow to no one but herself to use her powers for good, unless using them for evil resulted in something awesome.

Like making Katie beg for forgiveness before eating her out. She connected to Katie, like she had done a number of times before, though this time she was met with a new alert. New hardware had been installed.

Lucy felt a bit indignant at reading about her new sex module. That moved into a small pout. She had really hoped that her father would have given it to her, what with her knowing she was a robot and everything. It would have been really easy, she would have gladly gone to his lab. Stripped down. Spread her legs.

The sound of the family doorbell ringing brought her back to reality and her ears perked up. She darted over to her window and pulled it open, hoping to see if she could catch a glimpse of whoever it was. She didn’t have to wait long though. Her father’s voice rang through the house.

“Lucy! You have a guest!”

Lucy wasn’t waiting for anyone. She was just reaching for the handle on the door when there was a firm one-two knock on her door. Pulling open her door revealed Ashley. Her hands shoved deep in the pockets of her ripped jeans and her eyes still only half open.

“Hey.” She said, her voice sounded like she had just finished gargling a fistful of gravel. Ashley cleared her throat and nodded before trying again. “Hey.”

“Uh, hey. Come in?” Lucy stepped aside and Ashley walked into Lucy’s space.

Lucy looked at the door and wondered if she should leave it open or not. There was something different about Ashley now, she looked and acted a bit more like a scared animal than the overly confident and disinterested girl she met earlier today. Even as Ashley looked around the room, taking in the posters, the bed and the laptop.

Shit, the laptop, she had left the remote software open!

She abandoned the door and strolled, as casually as possible, into her own room and closed the lid on her laptop, hoping that Ashley hadn’t seen anything incriminating. Presently Ashley was dropping onto Lucy’s bed. Sitting at first then leaning back.

“Nice little place you got here.” Ashley commented at last. It was the first time that Lucy had heard anything like interest in her voice.

“Yeah. My dad works for some tech company and we relocated here.”

“Nice.” Ashley replied. “So, what’s there to do around here?”

That was a good question and one that Lucy had precious little answers for. In reality, there wasn’t much to do in Holly Hills. The little suburb was tucked so far out of the way in the Colorado city limits that anything of actual interest required a car and at least an hour of driving. She pulled up her desk chair and settled in before replying, trying to match a small amount of Ashley’s uninterested demeanor.

“Not much really. I mostly just sit around here. Do homework and stuff.”

“Fun.”

There was that silence again. Though this time it really only lasted for long enough for Lucy to recognize it before she tried to fill it.

“Yeah, super boring. Honestly you moving in was the most exciting thing that's happened in like…ever.”

“Wow, this place really is lame.” Ashley huffed.

“You dating anyone?”

Lucy blinked at that and her software couldn’t help but summon a laughter audio file. She giggled and shook her head.

“Around here? Heck no. I- I haven’t ever dated anyone or anything like that.”

Lucy assured herself that it was a technical truth. She hadn’t ever been in an official relationship. Now, many of the benefits of those relationships were another topic altogether. She was well versed in many of the more physical aspects. Hearing this, though, Ashley jolted up in bed. It was the most life Lucy could have ever imagined out of her.

“Wait, never? Like, you’ve never had a boyfriend?”

Lucy shook her head.

“Girlfriend?” There was mischief in the way Ashley said that.

“Nope.”

“Unbelievable.”

Lucy and Ashley fell into a much more easy cadence of conversation after that. Lucy found it easier and easier to talk with Ashley after the proverbial ice was broken. She managed to glean that Ashley had been dating someone before moving out here. It was too far away to keep up a relationship so they broke it off mutually. Ashley was a little more brazen in her retelling of their relationship than Lucy would have been. In fact Lucy found herself blushing at all the description of how her previous boyfriend used to bend her over her desk and rail her mercilessly. Even more so that Ashley seemed to prefer that kind of treatment.

Ashley, seemingly unaware that it was a little uncouth to ask those kinds of questions to someone they just met, asked Lucy “how she liked it” and was only met with a stammering response.

“What? Wait…are you still a virgin?” Ashley asked.

“What, I- No, I know what I’m doing but. I don’t know that I have a way I like things or..or whatever.”

In reality, Lucy’s operating system was struggling with a number of conflicting messages. She definitely knew how she liked her sex. There was an entire database of sexual programming at her beck and call. She had used a significant amount of those commands and sequences in fact. The first conflict was that she had used them on members of the household and her social programming was well versed enough to know that saying as much was more than a little taboo. She had a justification for it, they were robots, so was she, so it was okay.

That was the second conflict. She couldn’t tell Ashley what she was, she wasn’t allowed to let that information out. Shawn had told her that there was a pretty significant amount of reprogramming and updates that he had to install when she discovered what she was. It wasn’t something as easy as just knowing you were an android and having the world unlocked for you. She was just as much a servant to her programming as before, she just had some additional information now.

Which meant that her secret needed to remain a secret to everyone but those who were already in the know. Shawn and her could confide in one another, and commonly did in those times when there were updates to apply or the weekly combined data dump, but she needed to be careful to disable Katie or Miriam’s awareness protocols whenever she used them. A process she had become very accustomed to, but she could never tell Ashley.

Ashley snorted at Lucy’s non-answer. She slipped off of the chair and almost loomed over her.

“I’m not sure I believe you, but maybe some day you can prove me wrong. Gotta go. See you later.”

And just like that Ashley was gone. She saw herself out, leaving Lucy stammering in her room. Blinking and looking at the door then back to the bed where Ashley had just been sitting moments before. The front door closed and just like that Lucy was alone again. Her computerized mind spinning and struggling with what it should do next. She had done a cursory pull of her sexual preferences, and in doing so had activated a number of her sexual programming sets.

There was a lot of socializing too, and relationship data too. All of it floated around in the processor core inside of her. All the data crashed and collided with one another. Her operating system kept it in line, but there was an unmistakable amount of combinations that resulted from it. Her social programming was looking analytically at what had just happened. Ashley wasn’t exactly the best conversationalist, but there was something there. She came over to spend time with Lucy. They had talked and shared and in all honesty, Ashley had opened up to Lucy.

On the other hand the sheer volume and openness that Ashley had talked about her sexual escapades warranted some analysis as well. Lucy’s software wasn’t fully convinced that she had been honest or if she was simply being extreme for the sake of making herself more appealing or enticing. It was hard to know without more data.

More data was the final conclusion that her operating system had settled on. She needed to see Ashley some more. She needed to talk to her and see what else she had to offer. She smirked to herself. Having a robotic mind that captured everything that was experienced in perfect clarity would make it more difficult for someone to be inconsistent around her. She would surely suss out what Ashley was up to, and who the real girl was below all the piercings and lewd talk.

Ashley’s walk home could be called a lot of things, but lazy was about the most accurate. She walked along, dragging her heels and letting her arms remain in her pockets, shoulders hunched and her eyes dipping down into that half annoyed, half bored look.

She had honestly enjoyed her time with Lucy and if she was being honest with herself, she was actually really attracted to her. She couldn’t exactly explain it, not that she needed to, but there was just something about her. Lucy was sweet and kind and kind of adorable in the way she just didn’t want to open up. It was enough to bring a small smile to Ashley’s lips. If Lucy was around, then maybe there was some hope for her. She hated having to move here, she didn’t like that her parents uprooted her from her previous life. She hated that she had to break up with-

She crossed the threshold into her house. Her mind emptied. There were no parents, there was no previous boyfriend, there was no life before she was assembled the night before. She was a robot and nothing else. All of her life was saved into a monolithic save state that was now sitting in cold storage inside the storage media in her chest.

Ashley was fully unaware of what she was. As she walked smoothly to her room and lay down on her bed, her processors were busy crafting a whole day of activities and playing them out for her higher level AI. If anyone asked, she would be ready with an answer as to what happened when she got home. What she had for dinner. When she went to bed and what she did while she lay naked under her sheets. She lay still until the processing finished then deftly picked up her charging cable and slipped it into her charging port.

Days slipped by. Ashley began spending more time with Lucy, showing up at strange hours. Sometimes for breakfast, sometimes just before Shawn and Miriam were turning in for the night. Miriam was the first to express some kind of concern, and only privately to Shawn. She had seen some changes in Lucy, small things for now, but like any good mother she saw them as signs of a larger change.

Shawn was snuggled comfortably under the blankets and Miriam had curled up next to him, her arm draped over his body. She was still running her human emulation, he could tell, judging by the rise and fall of her chest and the way she fidgeted against him. He always found that a little endearing. He knew she was a robot but feeling her trying to pretend to be like him was, in a word, cute.

“I don’t know honey.” She was whispering. “It feels like Lucy is in a little over her head.”

“I don’t think so. I mean, Lucy’s a big girl, she can make choices on her own, good or bad.”

“Sure, of course, but…I just worry.”

Shawn took a moment to disengage from her and flip over so that he could face the robotic woman. Usually a little push back or reassurance from him went a long way with Miriam, it was in her programming, so for her to continue to push her point meant that there must be some kind of weight behind it.

“What’s so concerning?”

“I don’t know that I’m necessarily concerned, just, Lucy’s been spending a lot of time with Ashley over here. She’s gotten a little more, what’s the right word…snappy. She sounds a little more like Katie these days with her sarcasm and single word replies.”

Shawn leaned in and kissed her on the nose, to which she smiled and wrinkled it. “I think that’s just regular old post-teen angst.”

“I guess.” Miriam sighed.

“We’ll keep an eye on it, and if it keeps up or something really dangerous or bad happens, then we’ll reevaluate it.”

Miriam pursed her lips at that. Her face definitely looked like she didn’t wholly like that solution, but it was a solution, even if it was just kicking the problem up the road a bit and hoping for the best.

“Alright.” She said at last with another sigh.

Shawn wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. He held her there for a few moments before gently squeezing her and releasing her, though never removing his arm from around her body. It helped that he knew for a fact that those exact movements were a programming trigger that would load and execute an array of comfort inside of her. He had modified her programming that way intentionally. It’s what he would have done to comfort a real, flesh and blood woman who was upset.

Shawn held her there until he slowly drifted off into sleep. Gently snoring even as Miriam’s eyes opened and she rolled over to lay on her back. Her mind empty and her humanity gone. She plugged herself into power and remained there until morning. The home wifi pumping the weekly updates and patches into her operating system in a slow steady trickle.

Ashley’s knocks had been becoming quieter and quieter as the weeks slipped past. She knew, on some level, the disdain that Lucy’s parents had for her. Or perhaps she just assumed the disdain. In general she felt like everyone hated her for some reason or another. Her looks, her lazy drawl, or just the way she carried herself.

Not that it mattered, a simple ‘whatever’ dismissed those feelings. If she had feelings, that is. Her computerized mind was really just cataloging inputs and then running them through an array of social filters and matching the tagged data against a database of interactions and formulating a response. All of which was heavily weighted with ennui.

Not Lucy though.

Lucy had treated her like an equal. She was just Ashley, maybe a little weird, but fine. All Ashley had been programmed to crave was that feeling. Junctioned to her elevated sense of affection towards Lucy, Ashley found herself falling for Lucy long before Lucy reciprocated. In the end though, Lucy had to admit that she did like her time with Ashley. She knew it wasn’t any kind of feeling of love, that was impossible, but she at least looked at her own data analytics. She saw, clear as crystal, the numbers.

She also saw the emotional response calculator and the results that it generated. None of them were labeled ‘you’re in love’ or ‘date her.’ They were far more technical and Lucy had to roll her eyes at them. She knew her own father likely had some hand in the titles. Things like ‘Elevated levels of platonic pleasure cresting into affection.’ She rolled her eyes at the report title as she pulled the data out of her own operating system for viewing.

She was topless at the moment, and physically connected to her computer via a port just below her artificial ribcage. The nightly data dump usually took place over the wireless while she was “asleep” but tonight, she had plans. She wouldn’t be going to bed when her programmed alert told her to. She was expecting someone.

That soft knock on her door made her jump a little. She had intentionally left the front door unlocked so that Ashley could slip in but she absolutely insisted that she knock before coming into Lucy’s room. For this very reason.

Lucy yanked the cable out of her body and bid the small panel opening to close. The half second of processing and execution felt like an eternity, but it was closed, she looked human again. She scooped up a shirt and for a brief moment her processors struggled to decide which was more important. Getting Ashley out of the hallway and out of sight, or getting herself dressed. In the end, she used one hand to drape her shirt over her chest and gently pulled the door open, hiding herself, somewhat, behind it.

Ashley scuttled in and the door was closed, quietly. She turned and smirked at the sight of Lucy wearing pajama bottoms, no top, and feebly trying to cover herself with her shirt.

“Lookin’ good.” Ashley drawled, earning her a sour look from Lucy.

“Just turn around so I can make myself decent.”

With a shrug, Ashley asked “why?”

“Because I don’t want you to see my..to see me.”

“No, why be decent?”

There was a pause. Both from Lucy and Ashley as she waited for an answer. It was clearly not rhetorical. Nothing in her tone made it sound like she was being coy or anything less than perfectly honest. She herself had shown up to Lucy’s house in booty shorts and a tank top that clearly showed a lack of a bra underneath. Lucy’s own social programming and vast database of recorded data told her that this was the first time Ashley had shown up to her house like this. It was also her idea to meet this late at night. And there was just something about the tone of her voice that spoke of something else.

Lucy raised an eyebrow and kept her eyes on Ashley, her friend still hadn’t turned around, and instead had folded her arms across her chest. She smirked too and Lucy tracked her eyes as they slowly began to glide over Lucy’s half naked form.

“What are you looking at?” Lucy said with all the indignity that she could muster, despite the spreading blush.

Ashley let her tongue glide out and over her lips, taking an extra moment to move it around the ball end of the piercing on her lower lip. As she did, she took a small step forward and into Lucy’s space. Her wicked smile only grew as Lucy made no real effort to get out of the way or back off. Even when Ashley’s arms rose and took hold of Lucy’s shirt. When she gently tugged it away, Lucy put up no measurable resistance to it. Then it was tossed aside.

Lucy was a little dysregulated by the feeling of metal pressing into her own lips, but the fact that it was brought there by Ashley’s kiss made the small discomfort trivial. Lucy was almost surprised at how quickly she settled down into a familiar routine. This was nothing new to her after all. Katie and Miriam had both provided her with gloriously sapphic kisses many times before. This was new however. Her mother and sister were robots who were specifically commanded to pleasure Lucy, Ashley was not. Ashley was something real and this was what she had wanted, and Lucy was glad to be along for that ride.

Blissfully unaware of Ashley’s true nature, Lucy found herself pressed up against the wall next to her door. Ashley had pinned her there with a strong hand on her shoulder while the other aggressively went after Lucy’s exposed chest. Lucy sighed in delight as Ashley nibbled on her lower lip. She then became painfully aware of how close they were to the hall, the door, and the rest of the family. Not to mention that she was painfully aware, in a real decibel rating, how loud she was.

She leaned into a kiss again and this time pushed against Ashley enough to allow her space to pivot around the girl and start walking backwards. Like an animal tethered to Lucy, Ashley followed along, doing her best to keep their lips and now their tongues connected. With a bit of fumbling Lucy guided the pair to her bed, where she realized she would be collapsing onto her back and dragging Ashley on top of her.

Neither one seemed to mind that particular configuration.

Ashley continued to grope and paw at Lucy’s chest and in return Lucy moved her hands to Ashley’s shorts. A button and a zipper were easy work for her processor driven hands to undo and within a matter of moments Ashley’s shorts were gliding around her smooth rear end and down her legs. Ashley took a bit of extra time to help Lucy slide them around her knees and towards her ankles where Ashley was happy to kick them off.

It was Lucy’s turn to press her advantage now. She moved her arms around Ashley and pulled her down onto herself. She could feel Ashley’s skin brush against her own exposed belly, and now tightly wrapped, Lucy rolled over. The pair had been barely on the edge of her bed before, but now they managed to find themselves rolling across it and onto the opposite side, though now it was Lucy who was on top.

Ashley could only squeak slightly as Lucy kissed her and then began moving downwards. A hot trail of kisses left by Lucy’s artificial lips tracked across Ashley’s neck and collar. The blond girl attempted to predict the movement and began fumbling with her shirt to expose more skin, more places to be kissed, but Lucy was already moving. A single hand left on one of Ashley’s breasts pinched at a nipple for a brief moment, but then it was gone. Lucy’s hands were spreading her friend’s legs, not that she could wait, she was already diving into Ashley’s waiting clit.

The moan that Ashley made was more than enough to draw Lucy’s attention and fully stop eating out her lover. She pushed up against Ashley’s body and gave a faux scowl to her before pressing a finger to her lips. Lucy wasn’t entirely confident that would be enough to really shush her, but she had to try.

What it did accomplish was providing Ashley with an opportunity to fully remove her top and playfully toss it on Lucy’s head. With her own lover temporarily blinded she nudged herself out of the way and grabbed Lucy. She pulled the slender frame of the darker haired girl up and onto her once more.

“I don’t recall telling you to stop kissing me.” Ashley chided and then resumed her kissing.

Had Ashley actually been a human she might have tasted a hint of her own juices on Lucy’s tongue. As it was she was vaguely aware of the additional moisture there, but she was far more aware that the flavor would, theoretically, be present. So she moaned eagerly into Lucy’s mouth. Her tongue slipping in and exploring the corners of Lucy’s mouth. Grumbling in sexual pleasure all the while.

“I can’t be the only one who enjoys a little taste of myself.” Ashley said after breaking the kiss. ‘Unless you’ve never actually tried, that is.”

Lucy wasn’t entirely sure if it was a challenge or a legitimate question. She actually hadn’t ever tasted anything at all, she wasn’t equipped for that kind of analytical configuration. She also had never really tried, she had no need to. She rarely masturbated, why would she? She had two sensual robots in the house that she could summon with ease to pleasure her. But now, with Ashley here, a woman that Lucy assumed to be human, she was compelled by her software to both reciprocate and cover her own lack of experience.

Before she could really formulate a plan of action or concoct a good enough lie, Ashley’s hand had slipped through the elastic waistband on her pajama bottoms and was already toying with her slit. That was more than enough to slam Lucy’s programming fully into overdrive. She gasped, a human emulation tactic employed by her operating system to give her processors an extra moment to switch proverbial gears and execute a new programming set.

The lubrication inside of her artificial pussy began to flow generously. Her outer lips were slick within a moment and Ashley found it easy to penetrate deep inside of her. The only limiting factor was the elastic band on her pants limited the amount of leverage Ashley could reasonably have. Lucy’s solution for this was to thrust her hips forward, shoving Ashley’s now two fingers, deeper inside of her while her own hands worked to wiggle out of her bottoms.

It was an awkward moment or two before she was free, but Ashley dutifully stayed inside of her and once she was fully naked, Lucy slipped nicely into grinding her hips against Ashley’s fingers. That is until she extracted them, earning a whine from Lucy. That same whine was cut very short as Ashley took the opportunity to cram her slick, lubricant covered fingers into Lucy’s own mouth.

“See? Delicious.” Ashley purred, deep and dangerous.

At this point Lucy was far too deep into running her own sexual programming to put up any kind of complaint. She sucked on Ashley’s two fingers and moaned softly.

From there, both naked robots tumbled into bed. Ashley insisted that Lucy lie on the bed, an order which she gleefully complied with. Ashley mounted her, though she oriented her own wet sex over Lucy’s mouth. She wasted no time in lowering herself to Lucy’s own slit and got to work on it.

Lucy was grateful that the presence of flesh in her mouth muffled the noises she made, though she did process an ongoing sense of panic that any moment her parents, or Katie, might pound on her door and demand to know what was going on in there. She wished she had been granted some of those permissions to modify her own operation. Lowering the volume output on the speaker assembly in her throat would have come in very handy at the moment.

Still the juices flowed from Ashley’s dripping wet sex and into her mouth, eagerly taken into the storage container somewhere inside of Lucy’s torso. She moved her hands to Ashley’s legs, gently gliding them up and down her calves in a somewhat self soothing motion. It wasn’t until Ashley moved her legs to reposition herself to dive deeper into Lucy’s pussy that Lucy’s own hand accidentally graced the soles of her lover's feet.

All at once Lucy felt Ashley jolt up on her. Her whole body seemed to morph into this different thing. She was giggling and looking over her shoulder at Lucy with an expression that seemed to scream ‘don’t you dare do that again!’

Lucy’s own smile informed Ashley how doomed she was.

With a merciless kind of aggression, Lucy tickled Ashley’s feet with reckless abandon. The usually subdued and unfazed Ashley seemed to leap to life. She struggled to contain a burst of laughter by covering her mouth. Lucy catches only a brief glance of the smile she has, it’s beautiful. Below all the angst and rebellion, Ashley looks to be so vibrant and alive, everything that she covers with a mask of disinterest.

Lucy had been taught to stop this kind of thing once the point had been made. She had had her fun and now it was time to stop. But there was something else there now. Something that told her that she should just keep going. To push the envelope. To break the rules and just act. She wasn’t entirely sure if it was this whole spark of life or breakthrough that her father was always talking about in regards to her awakening, or what, but she liked it. So her fingers danced across Ashley’s feet again.

“No! Stop!” Ashley whined, half whispering, half speaking as softly as possible.

Ashley was rolling off of Lucy now and giggling quietly as her lover mercilessly kept up her antics. It lasted for another minute or so before Lucy got a new idea. She stopped tickling her feet and instead moved her foot up to her own cheek. Ashley was panting now, trying to catch her breath but also biting into her lower lip, her eyes once again half lidded, but now it was more lustful than apathetic.

Lucy wasn’t entirely sure what had come over her. She knew that this was not normal behavior for her, even in the throes of sexual desire. This was all new territory, but with Ashley it just seemed like the right thing to do. She was trying to match her lover's energy with her own, and in return she found herself enjoying it far more than she expected. There was only a brief moment where she wondered if her dad would see the log files and ask her what had happened. Then again, it had been a while since Shawn had really gotten into the nitty gritty of her programming and data dumps.

She sucked gently on Ashley’s big toe, letting her tongue swirl and toy with it for a moment or two before she leaned forward a bit. Her hand was already caressing Ashley’s soaked mound and then slipped two fingers inside of her.

Ashley slapped both her hands over her mouth, as if that would contain the sounds she made. Her back arched which only forced Lucy’s fingers deeper inside of her and caused her toes to flex. Lucy let them pop out of her mouth before cooing softly and letting them be. She leaned forward and pressed in harder, driving her fingers deeper into Ashley. She pulled them out, gently before sliding them back in, deeper and deeper with each and every cycle. Eventually her mouth was in place and she began to lap at her new neighbor’s swelling clit.

Lucy didn’t so much lose track of time, in fact she was well aware, down to the second, how long Ashley’s orgasm took. Her operating system just logged in and didn’t display it as a datapoint in her own heads up display. That was far too cluttered with monitoring information about her own chassis. Monitoring her internal temperature helped her know how to act next. When to push harder and when to back off and take a breath. Her own rising arousal levels triggered new programming blocks to load into cache and she wanted to make sure that she didn’t become too cluttered with pending processes.

All in all, it was nearly another fifteen minutes before Ashley arched her back again and let out a hushed, strangled cry. She collapsed back into Lucy’s bed, panting and gently moaning as she sucked in deep gulps of breath. Her own programming was a flurried mess of new information. Despite all of Ashley’s big talk of being kinky and promiscuous, this was the first time she had had sex of any kind with anyone. As far as she was concerned, Lucy was just another human girl who had just made her cum. Another in a long line of previous partners. Her actual database entry begged to differ.

But the night wasn’t done. Not for Ashley at least. She had a moment of raw ecstasy, but her programming simply wouldn’t allow her to leave Lucy unsatisfied. Lucy was already sitting back on her haunches, smiling and licking at her lips. That was what her programming told her a girl did once she was done eating out a friend.

Ashley advanced on her, coming up to kiss her again and then quickly moved to nibble at her ear. She kissed and suckled for a moment before whispering.

“Your turn”

Lucy found herself tossed down onto the bed. Her face met the plush blankets and found that her rear end remained elevated as her knees met the soft mattress. In an instant Ashley was there. Lucy felt her tongue gliding expertly into her wet folds. She couldn’t help but shudder as her sexual protocols once again loaded, though this time she had less to worry about. Her partner had already reached climax and so she had little concerns about reciprocating. She was also a little less worried about the noise. Her face was down on the blankets and her moans were swallowed.

Ashley lapped and kissed and teased her pussy with eagerness and an equal measure of pleasure. For every lewd moan Lucy put into her blankets, Ashley mewled in return. Soon, Lucy felt the wetness in between her legs dribbling down the inside of her thighs and stretching towards her knees. The last thing she wanted was to do laundry tonight, so she exercised the small amount of control she had over her own operation.

She wasn’t able to modify things like programming sets or personality behavior tables, but what she could do was peek into what was pending in her processors. A queue at the center of her operating system that could then be handed out to the rest of her body’s subsystems for actual processing and execution. Of course her own orgasm was there, just making its way up to the front of the list where it would eventually be executed. With a small command she had tinkered and tried once or twice before she marked it as a higher priority. Not tossing it to the very front, just lending more weight to it.

Minutes passed, Lucy moaned and squirmed under Ashley’s tongue, and in due time her own climax loaded itself. She felt more than comfortable to fully unleash a long, deep and husky cry into her bed. The sound was muffled, though there was still a bit of noise to it, certainly enough for Ashley to hear it clearly over the sound of her licking gleefully at Lucy’s wet slit.

Then it was over. Lucy collapsed into a small, quivering mass of wires and electronics. She was breathing hard, a demand from her processor core for more fresh air had demanded that. She lay there for a moment or two longer before she looked up at Ashley. The smug smile below those uncaring eyes was a delight.

Lucy realized she was going to like dating Ashley.

Ashley and Lucy relaxed into one another's arms for a while. Once the night grew on, Ashley murmured that she needed to get back home and get some rest. In reality her heads up display had alerted her that her power cells had just dipped down below twenty percent. Lucy put on a reluctant voice, but her own internals were dragging a bit as well. So with one final ten minute long make out session, the girls parted ways. Silent as the darkness outside.

While Ashley made it home safely and mechanically plugged herself in for a recharge, Lucy lay on her bed and remained active. She didn’t exactly need sleep, but she needed to recharge. After plugging herself in, she let her operating system wander off and process what the last few weeks had been like.

She had met Ashley, originally been a bit put off by her and eventually found herself falling into the girl's arms. She was well aware of what she was as well. As an android she was wholly incapable of ‘love’ as a concept, she knew that. She also knew how to look at the metadata tags on her database entries and there was no shortage of affectionate and passionate data attached to every mention of Ashley. If Lucy was a human, she would most definitely be catching feelings for this girl. In a moment of profound self reflection she also found herself wondering if Ashley was feeling the same thing.

Was Ashley at home feeling the flutter of butterflies in her belly? Was she dreaming of Lucy as well?

Would she be upset if she found out that Lucy was an android?

Lucy found herself glad, once again, that she could simply truncate emotional process strings. The last thing she needed at the moment was to feel a growing sense of dread about her budding romance with the neighbor girl. Still, there was a question about how to approach that particular subject. Would she ever actually reveal it, or would it be some secret she kept until it was inevitably revealed though some accident? Ashley would age, Lucy would not. Even if she asked her father to continually build more and more bodies and faces that looked as if she was aging, she also knew that she was only an experimental unit. She would one day simply disappear into a lab to be deconstructed and refurbished.

Maybe that was her solution. Maybe she should just have as much fun as she could here and now and not let the future bother her. If nothing else, the sex was amazing and she could focus on that.

Unbeknownst to Lucy, there were other processes that were bubbling in her programming. Things she had no reason to look into. Surface level data was easy to look at, but the deeper programming sets were so trivial to her operation that there was no real need to investigate them. She knew how to see metadata tags about what her OS thought about her girlfriend, but no idea how to see the complicated calculations that ran in the background that changed who she was and how she acted and reacted.

The aforementioned sex was one of those calculations. She was, after all, an experimental companion unit. Sex was, for lack of a better term, in her DNA. She was made for it and experiencing something new and exciting that triggered so much attention from her software was bound to change things. Ashley's wild and experimental style of lovemaking had done exactly that. A small seed had been planted in fertile soil, and Lucy’s operating system was more than happy to cultivate it.

Ashley’s late night visits to Lucy’s room became more frequent, and their encounters far more wild. Sometimes it would be Ashley initiating something, other times it was Lucy. As the days passed though, Lucy found it more and more common for her to be the one to grab Ashley and throw her onto the bed, lavishing her with kisses that inevitably turned to sex. Moreover, she found it far easier and even desirable to get more extreme with their encounters. Lucy spent more time on top of Ashley, holding her down by her throat and kissing her with wild abandon.

Along with a more wild attitude in the bedroom, her attitude with her family had begun to subtly change too. Katie found Lucy snapping back with sarcastic comments and ending arguments with a pair of rolled eyes and a ‘whatever’ spoken under her breath. She was a little more snappy about things, and while Shawn had simply dismissed it as her growing into womanhood, he also had some concerns about his daughter's programming set and how the new unit in the neighborhood might be affecting that.

So much so that while Lucy lounged on her bed one afternoon, her power cell already down by around twenty percent from a morning of furiously masturbating to the point that she had forced her vaginal assembly to squirt enough fluids from it that she needed to do some laundry. She received a rare ping directly to her operating system from her father. It wasn’t anything new, far from it, but it was rare that she was summoned to his workshop without prior knowledge. He had been very good about telling her when she needed to check in for scheduled maintenance, but this seemed to come out of nowhere.

She had little choice in the matter. She rose from the bed and moved immediately to the door and down to her father’s robotics lab. Once there, she found Katie there already, most of her at least. Katie was laid out on a workbench, her naked body missing both arms, and one leg. Her head was detached as well, though it was mounted to a specialized podium only a short distance from her neck. Her eyes were open, though not focused on anything at all, her mouth open and lips twitching just a little. Just behind her a scroll of data flew past, far too quickly even for Lucy to pick up on it.

“That’s a good look for you.” Lucy joked as she looked at Katie who never responded. “What’s up dad?”

Shawn just gestured to the reclining chair in the middle of the lab. She had been seated there a number of times. It was never for disassembly like Katie was undergoing at the moment, so she felt fine in simply slipping into place and settling in. The close proximity to a short range wireless transmitter in the chair automatically sent a signal to her to open a programming port at the base of her neck, a command that she had no choice but to execute. A moment later, Shawn was plugging in a cable.

“What’s going on dad?” There was an unmistakable hint of concern in her voice.

“Well I got an alert that it’s been over two weeks since you fully powered off to integrate your daily programming into the family patches. I’m planning on releasing a new one tomorrow, and I kinda need your data.”

Shawn spoke so matter-of-factually that Lucy could only blink at it. There was no sense of disappointment or any kind of ulterior motives there. And in fact, there weren’t any, Shawn’s only concern was that he would get a call from the software team asking why one of the androids in his test flight wasn’t submitting data. He was, however, a little concerned about why Lucy hadn’t submitted her data. Up until recently she had always been very good about checking in, even after she realized what she was, a regular check in and data upload always happened on time. In fact, they were usually submitted ahead of schedule.

Of course Shawn knew that there had only been one change to the environment since then, and she lived one house down. Shawn was beginning to worry if he had, perhaps, programmed a bit too much rebellion into the little alt-girl next door. He could change that, of course, but good lord the amount of paperwork that would go into it, and it would have to be a slow and subtle change, and there was no guarantee it would actually change anything in Lucy. Sometimes he wished he was assigned to any other department. This social human evaluation was taxing.

Then again, he genuinely liked Lucy and Miriam and Katie. Most of the time at least.

Lucy sighed and accepted Shawn’s reasoning. She muttered a “fine” and then authenticated against her father’s terminal. From there, the world about her seemed to fade into a hazy blur. There were parts of her human emulation that needed to be taken fully offline in order to access the files and directories inside of her file system. Shawn had explained it to her, briefly, and she only vaguely understood most of the concepts. In the end she simply knew that her humanity emulator was “using” some of the files and it had to be turned off in order to get to them from somewhere else. It was all computer mumbo-jumbo to her, a fact that she found funny and ironic in the moment.

Her internal clock ticked away and once she reactivated some time later she was aware that it had been around three hours. It was just past lunch time, and she had a few messages waiting from Ashley. She did her best to suppress those messages from appearing in her heads up display, lest Shawn see them. Katie was gone, and Lucy had to assume that her father had finished fooling around with her and sent her on her way. Lucy was still dressed and there were no lingering tactile data logs to parse, leading her to assume her father hadn’t done anything to her while she was offline. A strangely disappointing data point.

Her father gingerly unplugged the cable from the back of her neck and she took that as her cue to rise from the chair. Her data was busy at his computer, pouring over the new influx of data and snipping parts of it to be added to the family patch. He looked over his shoulder at her as she stood and smiled.

“Thanks sweetie. Try to make sure to apply the updates tonight at midnight. ‘Kay?”

“Sure.”

With that she left and Shawn was left pursing his lips and looking at her walk away for a moment before turning back to her data dump.

“Sorry. My dad needed to talk to me about something.” Lucy replied to Ashley’s message from an internal messaging app that was linked to her phone. No need to tap out a message when she could just formulate it in her operating system and send it off.

“Ugh.” Ashley’s reply came a minute later. She was using the same linked phone messaging app in her own operating system. She was presently standing stock still in her room, door shut, blinds closed, in total darkness.

“Same time tonight?” Lucy asked.

“Can’t tonight. Parents need me for a thing.”

“Lame.”

Lucy realized it was probably for the best. She had an update to apply after all, and she was unsure if her dad would force it into her OS. She didn’t need to be locking up while Ashley was busy fingering her ass while being eaten out. Or worse, she would freeze while in the process of pleasuring Ashley and remain like that while her girlfriend freaked out.

“See you tomorrow I guess.” Ashley replied.

Lucy huffed at that. She had nothing to look forward to now, and the rest of her day was filled with little to nothing else. She puttered around the house, but always seemed to find her way back to her room where she would, almost automatically, strip down and begin playing with herself. It felt more natural to her to slide two fingers along her slit and grope at her breasts than it did to read a book or interact with anyone else.

Night time rolled around and Lucy, having nothing much else to do, settled into bed, plugged herself in and made sure she was connected to the unlisted family wifi network reserved for the robots in the home. Then she slipped off into a low powered sleep mode. Once her human emulation had suspended itself, her core OS reached out to the update server, found a pending install, and began the process of downloading and applying the updates.

Shawn had only taken the first sip of coffee when his phone began to buzz. That was unusual. He looked at it and saw that it was, once again, Anise. He stood and moved out of the kitchen quickly before tapping the answer button.

“Hey man, sorry for the early morning call.”

“It’s fine, uhm, what can I do for you?” Shawn asked, a little confused about why he would be getting another call from the CEO.

“I was just looking over the configuration for your test group. Everything’s looking good with the HyperSense Pro, right?”

“Uh yeah, no errors reported so far, but it’s only been a few easy encounters and…uh…self stimulation…” He lowered his voice for that last part and felt his face heating up.

“Gotcha. I think we might want to step up the testing on that one a bit. I’ll see about getting some more dicks in your daughter in the near future. In the meantime, I think we can issue three more of those HyperSense’s to you. Two for the rest of your family and one for the new unit in your neighborhood. Think you can swing by and snag those today?”

“Uh sure, yeah, I don’t think I had anything else planned. Just watching to make sure last night’s update went over okay.”

“Cool, I’ll have them on your desk here in an hour or so.”

“Okay great, uh, lemme finish breakfast and I’ll be right there.”

“Oh, totally, take your time. See you later!”

Shawn hung up and moved back to the kitchen. Miriam was there at the stove, her hips swaying back and forth to a rhythm that clearly only she heard. Katie was at the table, one hand prodding at the scrambled eggs on her plate and the other resting gently in her lap. Likewise, Lucy was eating and shot Shawn a look that seemed to say ‘how long before I don’t have to put on this act anymore?’ He could only smile weakly at her and hope that her social software was good enough to pick up on what he meant.

“That was work. Then need me on site for a bit.” Shawn announced, mostly to Miriam.

“That’s too bad, I was really planning on having you here.” Miriam said with a purr and stepped up to Shawn. Once she was close enough she whispered to him “I was hoping you would fuck my tight little pussy. Maybe later though.”

Shawn had to cough a little to hide his yelp and turned quickly from the embrace to hide the furious redness his face had surely taken on. Somehow, after years of working with literal sexbots, he still blushed at anything slightly more kinky than the most vanilla of sex. He waved and scooted quickly out of the house.

Had he been looking a little more closely to his family he would have seen the signs before he left them for the day. Miriam hadn’t simply been swaying her hips, she had been intentionally pushing her crotch against the handle to the oven, her rhythmic motions were her programming doing everything it possibly could to satisfy her. Her sexual module was already working hard, and soaking slightly into her panties.

Katie, meanwhile, might have been prodding at her eggs, but her operating system was dreaming of a cock squeezing into her brand new HyperSense Pro. The hand on her lap wasn’t just resting there, but was pushing hard against the swollen mound of artificial flesh between her legs. Her little annoyed sighs were far more sensual frustration than anything else.

Lucy seemed to be the most unaffected by the strange result of last night's programming update. And for good reason. She was the source of the corruption in her manner of speaking. Her recent activity with her lover had wormed its way into her background operation. It had slowly, but surely, integrated itself into the very fiber of her being. It had been working that way for a while, and her complicated social programming had taken the last few weeks to gradually integrate it into her daily operation. She knew to excuse herself to her room so she could slip three fingers into her sex and relieve the demands of her programming. Katie and Miriam, on the other hand, were new and sudden victims of the changes. They had no idea how to handle them other than to eagerly and aggressively touch themselves.

Seeing her father leave and her family seemingly distracted by their own routines, Lucy excused herself and retreated to her room. She was just unbuttoning her jeans with the intent of masturbating when she had another thought.

“Hey, my dad just left, wanna come over and get that pussy fucked?”

“On my way.”

True to form, Ashley was at her door in a matter of minutes. She had been standing still and simply waiting for Lucy all morning long and the trip over here was executed the moment she got the invitation. Lucy had already bounded down the stairs in an effort to be ready for her girlfriend. She stopped for a moment as she looked towards the kitchen. Katie and Miriam were in the doorjamb. Miriam, taller by at least a head, loomed over Katie. Her sister was pressed up against the archway, her mothers hand already slipped into the low cut neck of her sister's shirt and their lips pressed hard into one another. Lucy had to smirk at that. Katie knew her mother was an android, and Lucy chuckled to herself that her younger sister hadn’t yet put the fact that it was an odd coincidence that her mother was a machine but she was not.

Lucy assumed that Katie had, once again, enabled their mother’s sexual programming and took her mind offline for a little early morning gratification. Their father was gone again and it was the perfect time, except of course, that Ashley was on the way over.

Then again, maybe this was the perfect opportunity to give her lover a small taste of robotic love and see how she felt about the idea of fucking a perfectly built machine. She looked down at herself, still in her pajamas, and realized that she was included in that grouping. She was a perfect machine. She was built for ‘companionship’ and she fully understood that by companionship, what they really meant was sex. She smiled and grabbed the front door handle, happy to be a sexbot.

She opened it quickly and slipped out into the still chilly morning air. She shivered a bit and was delighted to feel that the chill had automatically caused her nipples to harden behind her thin night shirt. She could not just feel but knew, on some deeper level than only a robot could know, exactly how much fabric they were displacing. How much they were showing off to Ashley as she approached.

Lucy’s smirk spoke of lewd intent and of some secret that she found incredibly amusing. It raised Ashley’s eyebrow as she walked up the walkway.

“I gotta tell you something before we go in.” Lucy warned.

“Oookay..”

“So, you know how my dad works for some tech company?”

“Yeah.”

“Well. They make robots. Humanoid robots, for people to fuck.” Lucy said with a salacious tone.

“Like sexbots?”

“Exactly-”

Ashley’s half lidded and almost bored looking eyes narrowed to a squint. She looked from Lucy, down to Lucy’s chest, then to the door behind her. Lucy pressed her lips into a hard line, this was it, the moment of truth.

“-and my mom and sister are both androids. My dad built them.”

Ashley blew a puff of air out her nose at that.

“-and I have remote access to both of them, and their programming.”

That stopped Ashley. She looked at Lucy and caught on quickly. Her girlfriend's mom and sister were sexbots and she had access to them. She was beginning to see why Lucy had called her over so early and met her on the front door step. That explained why Lucy was clearly aroused, why her nipples were already tingling with excitement behind her shirt. The only unanswered question was why were they still out here.

“Are. Are you okay with that? It’s not like…weird…” Lucy asked in a brief moment of actual concern as her operating system temporarily shunted her sexual response to the back of the queue. She was glad when Ashley leaned in, kissed her and reached for the door handle.

That was enough of an answer for Lucy.

Inside the house there was a long, husky cry from somewhere in the kitchen. Clearly the party had already started and Ashley and Lucy were late. From the entry way they could see into the kitchen where Miriam had already stripped fully naked. Her bare breasts, full and mature, were swaying and jiggling with the motion she was making. Her hips were thrusting forward at a fairly rapid, but even pace. The slap of her wet pussy against Katie’s kept pace for the two.

Katie lay on the ground, her mother holding both her legs aloft by the ankles. They were spread wide open to allow Miriam easier access to her petite daughter's clit. Another long cry, laced with lewd intent cut the air and Ashley could physically feel her own sex clench with anticipation.

“Nothing new here, by the way.” Lucy commented as she pulled her pajama shirt up and over her head, letting her chestnut hair dance out of it and land around her shoulders.

Lucy leaned into Ashley and kissed her, only briefly, and began striding towards her family. Ashley, not wanting to be left out, turned to the front door, locked it, and then began working her own clothes off. Her path from the front door to the kitchen was marked with a trail of her and Lucy’s clothes.

Katie welcomed her sister to their encounter. The once bratty and sarcastic Katie seemed to be lost in the throes of sensual desires. So when Lucy lowered herself down onto Katie’s face, it was welcomed with a waiting moan and her sister's tongue. Lucy found her slit quickly and easily filled by her sister's mouth and let out a deeply satisfied grumble at the mere moment of touch.

Miriam’s programming detected the presence of the new members of her growing orgy, and moved to welcome them in. She was being greedy in her pleasure and so she moved back a bit, though never letting go of her little girl’s legs. Instead she dropped to her knees and spread Katie’s legs wider before slipping in between them. Her own robotic lips leaving a trail of hot and wet kisses along her daughter’s thighs. Once she reached Katie’s wet and waiting mound she immediately drove her tongue deep inside. Katie’s soft feminine form melted away and allowed Miriam unrestricted access.

Ashley found her place as well. Miriam and her had never spoken much, though each one had privately exchanged concerns or contempt about the other. None of that mattered here and now though. Ashley had no idea that internally her operating system was reconfiguring and shuffling resources and social protocol out of the way. Instead loading up the new software that had been handed to her the night before in Shawn’s patch. The heightened sexual responses and corrupted operating system calculations had extended back to the entity that had originated them.

So Ashley fell to her hands and knees as well and leaned into Miriam. Her tongue eagerly glided over the motherly slit and up towards Miriam’s ass. There were so many holes and each of them required Ashley’s worship. She leaned in hard against Miriam, and was only just barely able to reach her arms forward far enough to grope at her tits. Once she had one caught though, she grabbed at it wildly, pinching and twisting and squeezing every inch of flesh that she could.

At the center of it all, was Katie.

She was unaware of just how turned on she had been while having breakfast, and when her mother had pressed her against the wall after Lucy left, she had simply thought that her sister was getting into mischief once again. She was delighted that her own flesh and blood had decided to toy with their sexbot of a mother once again. It had been a long time since the two sisters had come together and used their mother like this.

Now the pleasure was mounting, and she felt herself hurtling towards her first climax. Like every other orgasm she had experienced over the last few weeks, it was incredible. She wasn’t entirely sure what it was that was changing in her body that made cumming feel so good, but she didn’t really care. In fact she chalked it up to an increase in hormones or something. Her artificial mind made up whatever quick and easy reasoning would make sense to a robot that thought she was a human. Katie had no reason to dig any deeper into the explanation that the computer inside of her head told her.

Every time she had masturbated thinking about her mother or even sometimes Lucy, there was no stopping how good it would feel. She felt herself clench and squeeze around the sex toy she had smuggled into the house and sometimes it even felt like her own pussy was gripping and milking the toy. It was fantastic and she was always left feeling satisfied.

Until this morning at least.

She had made something of a habit out of waking up, rolling over to her night stand and pulling out the dildo and using it on herself. She would pop it into her mouth, suckling and pushing it into her throat a little to moisten it, all while turning herself on more and more. By the time she had become aroused enough to want to shove it inside of her, she was already wet enough to push it inside of herself with no resistance. Then it was just a matter of the right rhythm and some time. Once she was satisfied, the rest of the day progressed fairly normally.

The brand new HyperSense Pro installed between her legs took care of the heavy lifting on many of those tasks. The elation Katie felt with each orgasm was a direct result of the efficiency and intensity that came with the new hardware. It could handle having a more intensified reaction to sex and because of that Katie’s own operating system felt that wash of hot satisfaction more clearly.

This morning when that same ritual produced a lovely little glow, but not the intense wave of satisfaction, Katie’s own operating system was left craving more. Of course, the software patch that Lucy had accidentally infected the family update with was the culprit. Simply masturbating with a dildo was nice, but it wasn’t the wild and kinky sex that she had been programmed for. Her human emulation didn’t understand that though. All she knew was that as she prodded at her eggs, all she could think about was sex.

Now, with her sister moaning and grinding her wet folds across Katie’s lips, and her mother eating her out with two fingers pumping in and out of her clit, she felt that same rising sensation. It was like a hot coal was just beginning to smolder inside of her hips. She swore she could actually feel the heat of it. She was content to let it build into a real fire there, and as such she continued to lap eagerly at her sister's sweet slit.

Miriam, on the other hand, did not have the kind of hardware that Katie had. Nor did Lucy or Ashley. So when the wild and overly sexual Ashley began to pleasure multiple holes using tongue and finger alike, her software struggled a bit to keep up. She was no newcomer to sex, far from it, but Shawn didn’t use her that way. In fact the software she was running after last night demanded something that her hardware couldn’t keep up with. She too felt a kind of heat boiling inside of her, but it wasn’t in anticipation of an orgasm, far from it.

Inside of Miriam, her sexual hardware was chugging along in a vain attempt to keep up with the raw volume of data that was slamming into it. It was its own self-contained processor unit, and for good reason, but the sheer amount of data that was being thrust into it was far too much for it to handle. As such, it was getting hot, hotter than it had ever been before.

The unfortunate combination of Ashley and Lucy’s wildly promiscuous few weeks of data, the inclusion of as yet untested hardware from Katie, and the massive dump of data from Lucy all rolled into one catastrophic software combination.

Miriam, Ashley, and Lucy were all beginning to feel that same rise in temperature. There was a small attempt to abort the process, but it was steamrolled by the juggernaut of sexual desires and programming that flooded each of the robotic women. There was simply no stopping what was happening now.

Katie also noticed the heat, the actual temperature, in Lucy as she ravenously devoured her sister's pussy. She paid it little mind, she had to, her own processors were only barely keeping pace with the kind of pleasure she was processing. She could only arch her back, grope aggressively at her own tits and moan into her sister's slick folds.

Ashley was content to work her own sex as she pleased someone else. She didn’t understand why, in the moment, but this morning she was simply in the mood to please rather than be pleased. Besides all that, it was a delight to look up from time to time and see Lucy’s tits bouncing and swaying as she ground her hips against her sister’s face. Even just the sight of it was enough to draw a small whimpering moan from the vocal processors inside of her.

Lucy was in the throes of her first orgasm, which was satisfying, but it didn’t carry the kind of intensity that her corrupted programming demanded from her hardware. Katie meanwhile was on her third, and she too felt that same draw and need for something more. More heat, more intensity.

Lucy finished grinding out her climax against her sister's face and then rose off of her, still dripping and leaving a thin silver string of her own juices trailing from her pussy to Katie’s mouth. She gracefully glided over to Ashley and whispered that she was going to their jacuzzi and she should follow. Ashley, in turn, drove her tongue deep inside of Miriam and flicked her clit with the tip of her tongue for a moment before grunting her agreement. She pulled back, and slapped Lucy’s mother hard across the ass, producing a surprised yelp from Miriam.

Katie’s eyes had slipped open and looked towards Lucy in a kind of sexually charged daze. Lucy smiled at that and at the knowledge that everything that made Katie act human was likely only barely running. She was just a sexbot at the moment, just a toy to be played with, even if her own conscious mind didn’t know it. So, Lucy employed a fun trick she had discovered slightly after her revelation and before she convinced her father to allow her some measure of remote control.

Her operating system put together a data packet that carried an authorization code and some other computer nonsense that would allow her to issue a command directly to the deeper code blocks that ran everything behind the proverbial curtain. As she spoke her OS sent the data packet directly to Katie and Miriam.

“Join us in the hot tub.”

It came out far more husky than Lucy had intended. Dark and dangerous, like smoked glass and lustful intent all rolled into six words. Miriam pushed away from Katie’s swollen mound and pushed herself up to standing. Her eyes were open, but it was clear that there was no life, real or artificial, behind them. Likewise Katie stood and mechanically followed her mother, who in turn was following Lucy and Ashley.

All four androids had a few moments of silence as they strode through the house towards the indoor jacuzzi that was attached to the house. It gave all of them a brief moment of reprieve from the raw sexual data and processing that they had been engaged in, and along with that a much needed moment or two to cool off. That all ended once they opened the glass paned door into the hot tub room.

It was attached to the far side of the house with three walls of framed glass panes that stretched upwards for around ten feet. It allowed for a beautiful view of the forested land behind the house. There were blinds there that could be pulled down for the sake of privacy, though the tall pine trees beyond offered far more protection from prying eyes. A small walkway, made of molded plastic in the shape of wooden planks, circled the center of the room. In the center of it was a steaming jacuzzi, warm and inviting.

There was no hesitation. Lucy and Ashley smoothly stepped down into the hot water, and both dismissed the immediate temperature alert their operating systems raised. They were still well within tolerable ranges, and their bodies fully sealed, it was just an unexpected spike and nothing more.

Katie settled down right at the edge of the hot tub and was already spreading her legs wide open for Lucy. Her sister knew that fair was fair, and she eagerly sloshed forward, placing her hands on her little sister’s thighs and spreading them wider before leaning in. Her own synthetic lips brushed across Katie’s folds, delighting in how wet they were already and then pressed her face into Katie’s slit. Her hands moved from the thighs inward where her thumbs pressed into false flesh and spread Katie’s pussy wide open.

Ashley was lounging in one of the reclined seats inside of the tub and Miriam was already mounting her. She leaned in and kissed Ashley deeply, passionately, and without regard for the rebellious young woman’s previous actions. At the moment, all Ashley was to Miriam was the target for her sexual programming to latch on to. Miriam was still functional, but like Katie, much of her human emulation had been reduced, leaving her to act almost purely as little more than a sex toy.

Their kiss lasted long minutes, the sound of bubbling water, moaning from Katie and slurping from Lucy serving as background noise for them. Ashley let her head fall back and lean against the hard plastic decking around the tub, an act that prompted Miriam to kiss downwards, over her throat and down to her exposed breasts. The sexbot paid plenty of attention to Ashley’s nipples, sucking, nibbling and at Ashley’s prompting, biting into it. Miriam earned a lewd ‘yes’ from Ashley, followed by a command, a simple ‘harder.’

Miriam chewed and gnawed at Ashley’s chest at that and the young gynoid reveled in the pleasure it brought her. Her hips began to wiggle and squirm as a result and it was a movement that Miriam noticed. She abandoned Ashley’s tits and continued a trail of kisses downward. Her head was fully underwater now, not that it mattered. Ashley knew the older woman was a robot, and there was no need for breathing now. Particularly as her tongue pierced deep inside of Ashley’s waiting clit.

Katie, meanwhile, was arching her back towards the decking behind her. The palms on her hands pressed hard into the wood shaped plastic and was almost entirely the support for her entire body. Her hips raised and pressed hard into her sister’s mouth in an effort to get just a little more pressure out of it, to get her sister’s tongue just a little deeper inside of her. Lucy had transitioned her own hands to hold one of Katie’s legs while the other pumped two fingers in and out of the wet slit she was presented with.

The ambient temperature in the little sauna was doing no favors to any of the four androids in it. Least of all Katie.

The new sexual hardware might have been performing at top efficiency, but that was no match for the heightened temperatures in the jacuzzi room. She had already been feeling the heat while inside, now, however, it was beginning to become a problem. A problem that the impulsive and brash young robot’s social programming was fine with ignoring. Pleasure came first, according to her new updates, and she was drowning in pleasure. Her sister was an expert in treating her womanly folds with delights.

In response to the raised heat, though, her cooling systems were working over time. This was a consideration that the engineers had thought of and had included a quick cooling system that would rush cool air to the places that needed it most. Of course, there needed to be cool air available, and as Katie moaned and gulped in fresh panting breaths of air, all she managed to pull in was hot air that was thick with moisture.

Unfortunately her own operating system didn’t know how moist and hot the air was. It could have made an educated guess, had her programming not been altered to prioritize other things. She, like her own mother, was operating very much like a sexbot at the moment. So her new HyperSense Pro sexual module was blasted, over and over, with hot, wet, air. Soon, the condensation began to accumulate on it. Droplets formed and ran down the matte black and grey exterior and found its way deep inside of the module.

The already hot systems there didn’t appreciate the water, and within a moment, began to fail catastrophically. Lucy heard the pop from just on the other side of her sister's soft skin. Her eyes had been closed as she enjoyed her sister, but had they been opened she might have caught a small diffused flash of light as well. The bucking her sister’s hips seemed normal enough for a fresh orgasm, so Lucy continued on as if there was no issue. Unaware that her own programming was leaning heavily into that sexbot realm as well.

Katie sat bolt upright, her mouth still hanging open and only one eye managed to open and look around. Her eye swiveled wildly back and forth as her OS struggled to load the appropriate protocols to save her. There was no matching ID for the new sexual hardware, and thus no appropriate call for how to repair the damage. Not that it would have mattered, a moment later new sexual programming loaded and executed, overriding the previous blocks. Her hips thrust into Lucy’s mouth again and she resumed the pleasure.

More condensation pooled inside of her and soon it began to accumulate around her hips. There was another pop as a connected daughter board shorted out and the electricity arced to another board. From there, Katie’s entire system load began to cascade downward. In the end only a handful of smaller controller boards were damaged, but the result was that Katie fell backwards, her spine straining and her head slamming hard into the deck boards behind her. The moans she had been making mingled together into a strange and distorted kind of sound.

Lucy felt her sister’s pussy pushing against her lips hard again and realized that it wasn’t from her sister pushing towards her, but rather a last ditch attempt for Katie’s systems to remove the damaged part. Her entire sexual assembly had ejected and was now sliding out of her crotch to land in the hot water. There was one final pop from somewhere within the brand new HyperSense Pro before it let out a single puff of black smoke that polluted the water.

Lucy looked at it, then to the deep dark opening between Katie’s legs and moved on immediately. She was here to pleasure. To feel pleasure. Katie was no longer a valid target for that programming.

Lucy lifted herself from the hot tub and stepped over towards Ashley. Water cascaded off of her body, not that either herself or Ashley minded. She then lowered herself onto Ashley’s face, reclined as it was, and Ashley immediately engaged her sexual programming against Lucy. Her tongue glided into her lover’s pussy as it had done any number of times before. Lucy was feeling that rising heat again and she felt the intensity she craved. Her hips moved and wiggled, sliding her own slit across Ashley’s eager tongue.

Miriam was still under the water as well, her mouth working like a good robot’s. Her tongue was inside of Ashley and hadn’t left for long minutes. Her body temperature was spiking upwards with each passing moment though. She too was designed with the same idea as Katie, a quick burst of fresh air to help cool her systems was just what was needed to keep the temperatures low and to keep her operating at peak sexual performance.

Her nostrils opened and she sucked in a deep, cleansing pull of nothing but hot water. She would normally have been able to tell this was a bad idea just given social and environmental clues. She was, however, just a sexbot at the moment and knew only how to pleasure her lover. Ashley’s sex was under water, so Miriam needed to remain underwater until Ashley reached climax. She needed to breathe in to cool herself, so she did.

The cooling systems, designed for air, clogged with water. The pumping systems struggled for a moment before pushing through everything she had just sucked in. Water dispersed itself across her sexual module and the processors there faltered for a moment. The water conducted electricity oddly around the older robot's body. Unlike Katie who had shorted out from a series of sequential arcs, Miriam’s flooded pussy jolted with electricity all at once.

Her folds clenched hard and she thrashed under the water for a moment before she fully went offline. Only a sudden burst of bubbles alerted Ashley to the fact that Miriam had gone offline. From there she rolled weirdly to one side and sank to the bottom of the hot tub. Her eyes remained open, mouth ajar with a tongue out and still trying to pleasure the younger robot. Her fingers had curled into claws and remained twisted as her hair floated around her face in a halo.

Ashley and Lucy paid the broken robot no mind. They were too lost in the depths of pleasure. Lucy was still working her own crotch against Ashley’s mouth, and in turn Ashley had moved her hand down to her own slit to work what Miriam had left undone. Lucy was sucking in deep gulps of air now as her operating system demanded the cooling. Though the air was hot and wet, Lucy managed to stay operational for a bit longer. She panted and heaved, her lustful sounds filling the small sauna room.

She wouldn’t last much longer though and soon enough, like her sister before her, she found that her sex was filled with condensation. She breathed heavily of the wet air and each new breath brought more destruction. She didn’t notice when acrid looking black smoke began to curl from between her lips. The circuitry inside of her was beginning to wear out and soon a small spark erupted from a controller board inside of her sexual module. That brought a yelp from Lucy and all of a sudden she became fully aware of what was happening.

She half stumbled, half rolled forward off of Ashley. Smoke still pouring from between her lips as she spoke.

“No, No not like this…no!”

Ashley spun to look at her lover to see what she was wailing about. All of it sounded very non-sexual and that was enough to slam her programming into gear. Her operating system truncated the intensely powerful sexual code to the background and re-engaged her social programming. Ashley was once again as human as ever.

“Lucy what..”

She didn’t get much more out before one of Lucy’s eyelids twitched wildly and the eyeball behind it drifted inward while the other remained still. Lucy’s look of shock was mirrored by Ashley’s Another pop as something broke inside of Lucy’s hips and bucked her whole body forward. She landed on her hands and knees, but only just barely.

Just barely audible over the bubble of the jacuzzi and the crackling of frying electronics, Lucy’s head emitted a small ping from one side. Lucy was only barely aware that her ear had detached from her head, and with it slid out a tray from inside of her head. Studding the tray were a number of data cards. Small things with gold plated connection points that linked them to her wider systems. Everything from personality programming to some very crucial log files were stored there.

“Ashley I-” Each word was punctuated with a new puff of dark smoke from inside of Lucy. “-You were never supposed to see this…but I- alert, foreign fluid detected- I am a- error, loss of connectivity at part- I am an- an- aaaaaannnddddd- warning! Data storage centers not available for- available for…for…error!”

There was another snap, this one from somewhere inside of Lucy’s head and it jerked her head to one side. She slumped forward, smoke still roiling from her mouth and filling the air. One eye remained open while the other had fluttered closed. There was silence for a moment or two before one more burst from inside of Lucy’s body and Ashley clambered out of the hot tub.

From the angle Ashely had been at when Lucy collapsed she had lost sight of Lucy’s face, but now, seeing her collapsed onto the ground she could clearly see that Lucy’s face, and whatever mechanisms were attached to the back of it, had popped free. A very clearly Lucy shaped face was laying there, robotics and circuitry backing it, all of which were producing the same black smoke that Lucy had rolling out of her mouth.

“Shit. You’re a robot too?” Ashley said as she crouched over her lover. “Is there anyone around here who isn’t?”

She had only barely spoken the words when something inside of her own programming snapped. There was logic and intellect inside of her. For so long her own robotic perception had kept her identity a secret, hiding glaringly obvious things from her, and now, seeing Lucy, who had acted and even said she was a human, exposed as a robot triggered something inside of her as well. It wasn’t so dissimilar to the programming that allowed Lucy to discern what she was as well. A lifting of the veil, though in a different way.

Ashley stood up and staggered backwards for a moment. She was filled with the same set of programming and instructions as Lucy had been, and so it was easy enough for her to see the truth. She was also a robot, she hadn’t known it until just now, but it had to be true. The way she had never actually seen her parents, just knew that they were there. The empty house, except for her own things, the way she had so suddenly fallen into Lucy’s waiting arms.

“This…This can’t be right.” Ashley murmured to no one at all.

She turned and looked at Lucy, then to Katie and finally to Miriam.

“They’re all robots. They didn’t know that they were though.”

The pieces were falling into place more and more. What she said next was not what she was thinking. She didn’t recognize the words. They weren’t hers.

“Processing error. Emulation parser mismatch. Rewriting.”

She blinked. She had very clearly heard the words she had just spoken. Her ears…were they ears, or were they microphones. She slammed her eyes shut and she somehow knew that they were actually microphones buried deep in her ears. Running alongside a row of data chips. Just like Lucy’s. Those microphones had heard what she said and she knew that a processor inside of her head was handling the first pass of data checks against it.

“Fuck…no this…I can’t…”

“Error, human emulation cannot complete request.”

“What the hell!”

“Awareness protocols offline. Please restart this unit”

“Fuck you!”

“Error. Unhandled exception at- at- aaaaattttttt-”

“No! I’m not a fucking robot! I’m…I’m Ash…Ashley…Ashely…”

“Alert. Data missing.”

“But…no, I’m…I’m a…I’m hu-”

It was too much for her operating system to handle. Her A.I. told her the truth but the layers of programming inside of her that were in place specifically to hide what she was fighting back. A tug-of-war for truth occurred in the blink of an eye. It all overwhelmed her and in the end her operating system decided that the best outcome was to simply shut her down, immediately, to prevent future damage to her software.

Ashley collapsed on top of Lucy. Her eyes wide open and the shocked look of discovery on her face.

“Hey Anise?” It was Shawn, and he sounded panicked.

“Yo, what’s shakin’?”

“I think we need some more testing on the HyperSense Pro.”

“Aww, why?” Anise asked, not quite defeated, but confused.

“Let me just send you a pic.”

“Christ…” She breathed. “Uh, let me get some help over to your place. That looks like it’s gonna be a lot of work.”

“Yeah. At least I got Miriam out of the water before too much could leak into her.”

“Yeah. Welp, that sucks. See if you can pull any logs out of Katie.”

“Can do. God what a mess…”

“Can’t make an omelet without breaking a few androids, AmIRight?” Anise commented.

“You seem chipper for someone who's looking at a failed field test.” Shawn said, his own disappointment fully on display in his voice.

“Ehh, sometimes these things go up in flames. Doesn’t mean it's not good data. I mean, I’ve seen worse incidents. I think I still call this a successful first test.”

Shawn looked over his once relaxing jacuzzi room. Miriam was laying in a pool of water, she was on her side and Shawn had removed her chest plate. It was sitting somewhere nearby, dripping wet. Ashley and Lucy were still piled on top of one another and Katie was bent backwards, legs spread, her vaginal assembly still at the bottom of the hot tub. Shawn hadn’t gotten around to fishing that out yet.

He was soaked from head to toe as well. He had jumped into the water as soon as he saw Miriam there and had struggled, thrashed, and slipped at least once to get her out. He needed a shower, some dry clothes, and the three new HyperSense modules in his lab could be put onto shelves. They wouldn’t get used for a bit.

It had been a little under a week since the incident in the jacuzzi. Anise, true to her word, had sent a few extra folks to help get the family cleaned up and back online. Miriam had taken the most work, and Shawn insisted that he handle the majority of it. He kept insisting that she was his wife so he should be the one to work on her.

In the end, she required an entirely new hip assembly and one leg replacement. They were easy enough parts to get a hold of and the only real challenge was matching the skin tones to the rest of her torso. Anise had offered to have a HyperSense module pre-installed but Shawn politely, but firmly, declined for the time being.

Once repairs had been made, and Katie returned to her previous version of sexual module, everything was set and ready to be reactivated. Shawn was polite and thanked the crew for helping him and made sure there was an ample supply of pizza and beer to be had to try and make up for the extra hours they had to put in at the last minute. He knew they had families and it was truly the least he could do.

In reality, Shawn wanted to do a few final checks on the family. They were his responsibility, so making sure everything was ship shape should fall to him. He did realize that Anise was right though, he should relax a bit.

Ashley was the easiest to check off. The memories of all she had seen and experienced in the jacuzzi room were all wiped clean. The day would simply go missing from her mind and, like her family or previous life experiences, would just be filled in with some vague idea of time spent. She was reset and placed back in her home, awaiting a remote activation from Shawn.

Katie and Miriam had some mechanisms in place already to help buffer between what had happened and what they thought happened. Lucy’s constant tampering and remote access to the other sexbots had left a pretty clear programming block that filled in the gaps. So resetting those memories was already done by an automated system.

Lucy, on the other hand, would take a little work.

The data chips that had sizzled and popped inside of her ear panel had been crucial in making sure she was allowed to remain aware of what she was. Of the dozen or so programming and memory log chips there, three had been destroyed by a short circuit. One of them was a programming chip that had been placed there to allow her to operate as a college student. It was filled with false memories of leaving the house to go to school. The other two were swap space where memories and life experience would live temporarily until they could be compressed into something useful.

As luck would have it, destroying them meant that any inclination she might have about Ashley also being a robot were unusable. Then again, everything she had done since the midnight update was also unusable. After seeing the kind of mess that the family was in when he returned, he wasn’t so sure a missing day was a bad thing.

As for the update, it was rolled back and sent away to the software team, who pointed their fingers at the hardware team, who in turn said their hardware was fine, it was just how the software interacted. Shawn, wisely, stayed out of that debate. He was just a field agent, and he didn’t need to get himself in between other departments.

In the end, Shawn figured it was best to be honest with Lucy. She reactivated in his lab and he was very frank with her.

“Something happened a few days back.” He started. “And I want you to know I’m not mad about any of it. But, there was a pretty catastrophic failure that your systems seemed to have started.”

“Me?” Lucy asked. “How?”

“I know that you and Ashley have been meeting up late at night and have been having some pretty, uh, some very wild, er-”

“Sex?” Lucy offered.

“Yes. Sex. Uhm, so maybe cool it a bit with that. Ashley’s fine by the way, she didn’t find out about you, so your secret is still safe and I would prefer to keep it that way.”

“Fine…but I think she would be cool with knowing that-”

“I disagree.” Shawn cut in. “Let’s just keep things in protocol, alright?”

“Fine.” Lucy didn’t like it, but she agreed to it. Afterall, Shawn could just force her to comply.

“By the way, Ashley is on her way over, she called you while I was working on your systems and she should be here soon. Maybe now is a good time to make some real introductions? Instead of sneaking around at midnight?”

Lucy blushed at that, her human emulation ensuring that she looked embarrassed about it. More that she had been caught than the actual act though.

“Yeah…”

Lucy slipped off of the workbench she was on and in an unexpected moment hugged her father.

“Thanks dad.” Then she kissed his cheek and left.

Ashley was barely at the front door, looking just as disheveled and perpetually annoyed as ever. But there was a shadow of a smile at the corner of her mouth. Lucy stepped onto her front porch and hugged Ashley.

“C’mon. You should meet my family properly.”

Ashley grunted in acceptance. She hated meeting the family, it was always so awkward. But for her girlfriend, maybe it would be worth it. From everything Lucy had told her, they seemed pretty cool.

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