Lusty 3rd Encore

“Warning! Minami Makimura Fembot corrupted… Please repair drive… Please repair drive – file #20612… Functions ceased… Please fix fembot unit…”

Two men in white coats and black hair were fixing up Minami Makimura, who had long brown hair and was naked. Her midriff and chest was open, as they repaired her circuitry. She was cross-eyed, with her mouth open, and her lower body was splattered with white goo, with her pussy detached and on the floor, with her hands by it. She started to twitch, as they twisted her wires. She started to bend a bit, as she beeped incoherently.

“Jesus,” the first technician asked, “I can’t believe our Sex Robot took a beating, from downstairs. She’s not just programmed for sex.”

The second technician replied, as he examined her stomach, “All that cum… It clogged her entire CPU; not even her Wi-Fi battery module would fix her up. It’s no better than our Mizuki Robot. Don’t forget, they were programmed to observe Comic Party and other conventions.”

“What I don’t get is why she suddenly broke down and had sex with Mizuki Robot.”

“It’s so sudden. Minami-Bot said that she found Mizuki-Bot in the trash. But it seemed that Mizuki-Bot was too horny.”

They were behind Mizuki, the broken gynoid from before, as she was displayed with just her upper body and head. Her lower half, arms, and legs were on the floor, as they were about to fix her. They said that Minami was fucked by Mizuki, after a sexual ecstasy. However, it was not true. Minami is indeed a robot, designed for sex, as well as Mizuki. But it was days ago, in the dressing room in Comic Party.

At Comic Party, Asahi Sakurai finished her performance on-stage. She returned to her dressing room, as Minami, in her glasses, blue uniform, and visor hat, was waiting for her. She smiled and said, “Good showing, out there, Asahi.”

Asahi smiled and said, “Thanks. I had a lot of fun.”

Minami then asked, “Well, I know you don’t have time on your hands, but… Since Comic Party is closing, how about--? How about--?”

She grew nervous, as she confessed, “How about we have a get-together in my house?”

Asahi turned her head and said, “Uh… No. I really should be going.”

Minami smiled, “Come on. It’ll be fun. You can hang with me, chat together, and even share a drink.”

Asahi whispered, “Well… I don’t know…”

Minami then said, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

She tilted her head to the right, as she blushed. Asahi then said, as she was very concerned and taciturn, “Sorry… But the last time I did that, I had a nightmarish encounter with Mizuki. I, uh, don’t know how to say it, but--.”

“Say no more. Come on. It’ll be fun.”

She stared at her chest, as she continued, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

She then blushed and puckered her lips to her. Asahi gasped, as Minami replied, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

Asahi asked in nervousness, “Minami, are you okay?”

Minami said, “I’m fine. You had a disastrous night with Mizuki, and you want to share it, I understand. Tonight at 8?”

Asahi blushed, as she turned away, “No… It’s not just Mizuki… It’s Eimi, too. She invited me to her house, just for fun, but… all we did was lie around, get naked… and I think she masturbated on me. It’s disgusting.”

Minami was shocked, “Oh, my. Eimi’s such a grabby little sex hound.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. You can have me, and you won’t have sex or intercourse. Besides, by the look on your hip, your vaginal area seemed much worn out.”

Asahi blushed completely, as she moaned, “If you’re implying I masturbate, you’re crazy!”

Minami giggled, “Come on. It’ll be fun. I am about twice as older than you.”

Asahi said, “Well… Okay. 9.”

Minami said, “8.”

“9:30.”

“8.”

Asahi huffed, “Goodbye.”

She walked off, as Minami replied, tilting her head to the left, “8:30?”

Asahi smiled and said, “Sure. 8:30.”

She left her dressing room, as Minami giggled, as she held her left breast, “Asahi Sakurai… My sex robot. At last, we’ll meet.”

She’s the only one who knows that Asahi Sakurai is a robot; the very same one that fucked with Mizuki and Eimi. However, the strict and rule-abiding gynoid (before she was revealed to her) had a plan.

That night, Minami was in the shower, washing herself. She then thought, “Asahi, I will find you your true calling, my beautiful sex robot. After all, we robots have to stick together.”

Minutes later, Asahi arrived at the door, as Minami, in her glasses and shirt, with panties on, opened the door. She bowed, as she blushed, “Welcome, Asahi Sakurai. Make yourself at home.”

Asahi whispered, “I won’t be long.”

She stepped inside and took a seat on the couch. Minami then took off her glasses and swayed her long hair. She then asked, “So, you know what happened to Mizuki?”

Asahi nodded, “Yes. I was with her, in a hotel, and she suddenly took advantage of me. After we had a night together, Mizuki was frozen stiff. She was a robot. I didn’t know. She took me to the limit, and she broke down.”

Minami said, “I know. And well… You did right… since she was an older model. I am an older model, too, Asahi.”

Asahi gasped, “Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You ought to know. You had sex with her.”

“Well… I think it was my visions of cum… Cum… Cum…”

She shivered, as she felt something jingle in her frontal hip. She moaned, as she held her frontal area, “Miss Minami, there’s something wrong with me! Every time I say “Cum”… OH! …I always had this sensation.”

Minami took off her shirt, revealing her bare breasts, and said, “I think I know. Allow me.”

She beeped, as she winked. Asahi shivered in fear and moaned, “Uh… Minami?”

She approached her face and kissed her on the lips. As her soft lips touched hers, Asahi started to moan passionately, as she started to caress her bare butt. She removed her panties and whispered, “I don’t… un…”

Minami whispered, “You’re such a darling pop idol. Allow me to open your eyes to the truth. You see… I’m a robot. I am designed for hot sex.”

Asahi moaned, as she continued kissing, “No, you’re not. You’re just trying to make… me… forget Mizuki’s trauma…” Minami went to her ear, as Asahi kissed her neck, “There’s no need. Cum to me, my darling little sex-droid. Fuck me up, so hot… that I’ll make you shower in glee.”

Asahi moaned, as Minami removed her yellow dress. She then said, as she removed her bra, “Now, let’s see what kind of program you run?”

Asahi whispered, as she tilted back, “I don’t understand… I… I…”

Minami then tickled her stomach, as she was about to open her stomach panel. But then, her eyes flickered to black, as she froze, “Function cease… must reboot programming…”

Minami tilted back, as Asahi turned to her, concerned and scared, “Minami? Minami?”

She approached her body and felt that she was overheating. She winced in pain, as she saw her blank eyes. “Minami’s a robot? I don’t believe it… But why? I thought she was playing.”

She held her shoulders, as she whispered, “Maki! Maki! HEY! MakI!!! Maki?”

She shivered, as she opened her bare midriff panel. She then gasped, as she looked at her circuitry. She cringed, “No… It’s not true… She’s a robot.”

She then felt a sagging piece of skin on her own stomach. She felt it and pulled it. She moaned, “I know it’s nothing, but… Why am I cut? Did that robot cut me?”

She opened her waist panel and saw her own circuitry. She gasped in horror, as she felt her stomach, “No… It cannot be true… Why am I… an android? WHY?”

She was about to close her bare stomach panel, as she cried, “No… But what is this switch?”

She examined her stomach panel and found a small control panel. She then adjusted her files, switching her personality from a Sensitive Pop Idol to a Horny Pop Tart. She turned each dial on her buttons, as it was set to Stimulating Hot Piece. She beeped, as she reset herself.

“Asahi Sakurai Fembot’s system options have been modified… Now saving… Saving… Systems saved… Shutting down…”

She powered down, as she had the naked Minami on her lap. Minami beeped, as she woke up. “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She then whirred up, as Asahi restarted her systems, “Fembot Unit restored… Settings saved… Restarting system…”

Minami beeped, as Asahi woke up. “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

Minami asked her, “Asahi… Why are you naked?”

Asahi said in a sultry voice, “Hello. I am Asahi Sakurai. I am your sex robot. Fuck me, master. Fuck me, Master…”

Minami then beeped, “Compatibility activated… Now offering functions to Asahi Sakurai Fembot…”

Minami rubbed her breasts and whispered, “How about we start fucking around?”

Asahi whispered, “Yes…”

She got up and said, “Please wait, my fuck girl… I got something for you.”

She went to the closet, as she brought out a fembot with no arms and a lower body. She has red hair and big breasts. She was also naked. She placed her on the table and said, “Remember her?”

Asahi beeped, “Mizuki… She’s my friend. I want to fuck her.”

Minami smiled, “Yes, we do. However, she must be rebuilt. I have her entire parts from the trash. We can rebuild her, once we’re done.”

She placed her parts on the floor, as she left the armless naked girl on the table, as Minami approached Asahi. She whispered, “But first, let’s cuddle…”

She clamped onto her breasts, as she started to rub her hip onto hers, while her legs were spread out. She continued to rub up and down, as she spoke, “Fuck me, Asahi.”

Asahi moaned, as she clamped her breasts. She cried and moaned, as she pleaded to Minami, “Cum… Cumm… I’m cummmm… Ah! Fuck me! I’m going to cum… AGH! Cum… Cum…”

Minami threw her down to the couch, as she approached her butt. She slapped it and rubbed her pussy onto her butt. Asahi moaned, as she screamed, “AH! Not there… AH! AH!”

Minami started humping up and down, as Asahi was crying in arousal. She continued to hump, as she moaned, “Oh… Asahi… Asahi… AH! Fuck me, Asahi… Oh! Ooh!”

Asahi cried, “Ungh! Yes! YES! YES!!!”

She turned over and spread her legs out. Minami rubbed her pussy onto hers, as Asahi was moaning, heaving in arousal, and with her stomach panel exposed. She cried out, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”

Minami continued to hump up and down, as she rubbed her downward area. Asahi began to cry out, as she was pleading for Minami to continue. She then said, as Minami stopped, “My turn.”

She pushed Minami onto the couch and crawled to her body. She then rubbed her pussy onto her midriff, as Minami was being ticklish. Her wet womanhood rubbed onto her stomach, as Minami was moaning, while Asahi grabbed her bare breasts. She squeezed them, as Minami yelped, “AAH! More, Asahi! More!”

She fondled and squished them around, as Minami heaved in complete arousal. Asahi then approached her older model, as she kissed her on the lips, rubbing her pussy with her fingers. Minami’s pussy was being rubbed on, as Asahi kept kissing her, while rubbing downward. Minami’s free hands started to grope on her waist and butt. As they kept going, Asahi started to feel shaken. She stopped, as she sat up, with her bare hip touching Minami’s. The Pop Idol gynoid was on her knees, as she was leaking from her synthetic uterus. She moaned, “Oh, Minami… You’re so old, for a sex robot. After all, I am a more advanced model. I am Asahi Sakurai, your sex ro--.”

She froze, as Minami started to weaken, rubbing her crotch. She then moaned to a frozen Asahi, “Oh, Asahi… Keep going. I want to last us all ni--!”

She stopped moving, with her right hand deep within her pussy. She beeped, “Warning! Minami Makimura Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…”

She powered down, as Asahi beeped, “Warning! Asahi Sakurai Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…”

Both sex robots froze in place, expelling white cum from their bare crotches. Asahi collapsed onto the edge of the couch, with her head tilted back, her breasts erect, and arms sticking out, like a doll. Her mouth was open, as her eyes went black. Minami, however, remained frozen, as her right hand was still inside, with her mouth curled up.

Twenty minutes later, Asahi moved, as she sat up. “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She put Minami in a seated position, as Asahi giggled to her android lover. She smiled, in a sultry grin, “Hello, Minami Makimura Fembot. Fuck me. Fuck me goooooo…”

She suddenly powered down and beeped, “System Error… Sexual Functions Resetting…”

Minami then beeped, as she looked at the motionless Asahi, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She beeped, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

She then approached her face and licked her on the lips. She moaned, “Mmm… How sultry you are, Asahi…”

She clamped onto her breasts, as she started to rub her hip onto hers, while her legs were spread out. She continued to rub up and down, as she spoke, “Fuck me, Asahi.”

They were repeating their fuck fest, from before. Asahi had no memory of it, likewise Minami, but they continued to enjoy it.

Asahi moaned, as she clamped her breasts. She cried and moaned, as she pleaded to Minami, “Cum… Cumm… I’m cummmm… Ah! Fuck me! I’m going to cum… AGH! Cum… Cum…”

Minami threw her down to the couch, as she approached her butt. She slapped it and rubbed her pussy onto her butt. Asahi moaned, as she screamed, “AH! Not there… AH! AH!”

Minami started humping up and down, as Asahi was crying in arousal. She continued to hump, as she moaned, “Oh… Asahi… Asahi… AH! Fuck me, Asahi… Oh! Ooh!”

Asahi cried, “Ungh! Yes! YES! YES!!!”

She turned over and spread her legs out. Minami rubbed her pussy onto hers, as Asahi was moaning, heaving in arousal, and with her stomach panel exposed. She cried out, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”

Minami continued to hump up and down, as she rubbed her downward area. Asahi began to cry out, as she was pleading for Minami to continue. She then said, as Minami stopped, “My turn.”

She pushed Minami onto the couch and crawled to her body. She then rubbed her pussy onto her midriff, as Minami was being ticklish. Her wet womanhood rubbed onto her stomach, as Minami was moaning, while Asahi grabbed her bare breasts. She squeezed them, as Minami yelped, “AAH! More, Asahi! More!”

She fondled and squished them around, as Minami heaved in complete arousal. Asahi then approached her older model, as she kissed her on the lips, rubbing her pussy with her fingers, again. Minami’s pussy was being rubbed on, as Asahi kept kissing her, while rubbing downward. Minami’s free hands started to grope on her waist and butt. As they kept going, Asahi started to feel shaken. She stopped, as she sat up, with her bare hip touching Minami’s. She was on her knees, as she was leaking from her synthetic uterus. She moaned, “Oh, Minami… What a sexy beast you a--.”

She froze again, as Minami started to weaken again, rubbing her crotch, this time with her left hand. She then moaned to a frozen Asahi, “Oh, Asahi… Keep going. I want to last us all ni--!”

She stopped moving, with her left hand deep within her pussy. She beeped, “Warning! Minami Makimura Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…”

She powered down again, as Asahi beeped, “Warning! Asahi Sakurai Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…”

Both sex robots froze in place, expelling white cum from their bare crotches, once again. Asahi collapsed onto the edge of the couch. They had another experience with Fembot Frottage Déjà vu.

Twenty minutes later, Asahi moved, as she sat up, again. “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She put Minami in a seated position, as Asahi giggled to her android lover. She smiled, in a sultry grin, “Hello, Minami Makimura Fembot. Fuck me. Fuck me goooooo…”

She suddenly powered down, again, and beeped, “System Error… Sexual Functions Resetting…”

Minami then beeped, as she looked at the motionless Asahi, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She beeped, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

She then approached her face and licked her on the lips. She moaned, “Mmm… How sultry you are, Asahi…”

She clamped onto her breasts, as she started to rub her hip onto hers, while her legs were spread out. She continued to rub up and down, as she spoke, “Fuck me, Asahi.”

Yes, this is the third interval of their Frottage Déjà vu.

Asahi moaned, as she clamped her breasts. She cried and moaned, as she pleaded to Minami, “Cum… Cumm… I’m cummmm… Ah! Fuck me! I’m going to cum… AGH! Cum… Cum…”

Minami threw her down to the couch, as she approached her butt. She slapped it and rubbed her pussy onto her butt. Asahi moaned, as she screamed, “AH! Not there… AH! AH!”

Minami started humping up and down, as Asahi was crying in arousal. She continued to hump, as she moaned, “Oh… Asahi… Asahi… AH! Fuck me, Asahi… Oh! Ooh!”

Asahi cried, “Ungh! Yes! YES! YES!!!”

She turned over and spread her legs out. Minami rubbed her pussy onto hers, as Asahi was moaning, heaving in arousal, and with her stomach panel exposed.

Just like the other two times, Minami and Asahi were at it, every single night. Minami and Asahi took turns playing with each other, rubbing their pussies, licking each other, and fondling their skin. And every time they kept going, they always shutdown and reboot their systems.

At 3am, Minami started moving first, before Asahi had a chance to reboot.

Minami then beeped, as she looked at the motionless Asahi, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She beeped, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

She then approached her face and licked her on the lips. She moaned, “Mmm… How sultry you are, Asahi…”

No response. Minami stood up and approached the Mizuki Fembot. She grabbed her arms and placed them on the table. She then kissed the motionless and armless gynoid in the lips and licked at her breasts. As she started to fix her, Asahi sat up and beeped, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She beeped, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

She turned around and saw Minami, holding Mizuki’s arms. She stood up and approached Minami, while touching her shoulders. Minami dropped Mizuki’s parts and turned around. Minami giggled, as Asahi blushed, “Hello. Would you like to fuck me?”

Minami said, “No. I am very busy. If you’d like, you can lick me, downstairs.”

She tilted her head to the left and beeped, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

Asahi dropped to her knees and held her hip. She stuck her tongue out and started licking her bare pussy. She continued licking, as Minami laughed, while being licked on.

“Oh! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! That is so hot… Keep going! AHA! Yes! Aahahaha… Aahahahaha…”

She started to shake and beep, as cum was coming out of the fembot, splattering onto Asahi’s face. She continued to lick, as Minami started to spark.

“Aah! Come on. Come on. Come on. Fun-fun-fun… Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck-fuck-fun. Come on, Asahi! Lick me. Do me. Li-li-li-li--, Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-ba-ba-ba-cu-cu-cu-…”

She started to shake and smoke profusely, as her hands started to become loose. They fell to the floor, as her arms sparked from the severed area where her hands were. Asahi was too preoccupied, while her face was splattered in white goo. Minami started to malfunction, while her chest sprang open, opening her breast panel, revealing her circuitry. Her stomach panel sprang open, as well, dropping to the floor.

“Warning… I’m cumming… I’m… System error… Malfunction… Does-not-not-notnotnotnot… Fuck me… Asahi… Mefobt… Shiaa… ucmmign…”

She started to speak incoherently, with her words mixed up and jumbled.

“Asaaaaaaaa… Stooooo--! Warning! DANGER! DANGER! DANGER! ERROR! System Malofnictu… Error… I’m cumin to gog… Fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-, come cum come cum… come on, it’ll be fuck… I am Mianim… Nimami… Iianmm… I’m going to come on, fuck’ll be fun… Asa-Asa-Asa-Asa-Asa--!”

She kept shaking, when suddenly…

POP!

Her back panel sprung out, as black smoke emitted from her back. Her head tilted back, with her eyes crossed and her mouth curled up, dripping a bit of saliva from her mouth. Asahi stopped licking, as she beeped, “Compatibility interrupted… Restarting program…”

She stood up, as Minami’s synthetic vagina dropped to the floor, beside her hands. Her pussy started to leak out white fluid. Asahi turned to Minami and beeped, “Minami Makimura Fembot. Please fuck me.”

Nothing. Mizuki suddenly woke up, as she beeped, “Restarting from last program… Rebooting from last activity… Now loading…”

She beeped, “Download back-up complete… Continuing program…”

Mizuki looked at the nude pop idol robot and said, “Ah! Asahi Fembot! Come to me…”

Asahi turned to the armless Mizuki and beeped, “Compatibility found…”

She turned to the Mizuki Robot, with just her head and upper body, and asked, “Hello. I am Asahi Sakurai, my fembot companion. I am a pop idol from here, in Japan. But my personality is of a sultry sexbot, programmed to please you.”

Mizuki beeped, as her breasts jiggled, “You cannot be both. You cannot be both. It is your choice. But first, kiss me.”

Asahi wrapped her arms around the armless gynoid and tongue kissed her. They stopped, after ten minutes, as Mizuki beeped, “Oh, Asahi. I wish you’d stay as a fembot, forever. You are a sex robot. You want to fuck with me, repair me, and become one with gynoid ecstasy. Choose your original ways of being a celebrity, and you’ll throw it all away. It is your choice. Asahi Fembot… Fuck me-me-me-me…”

She then jerked her head back and beeped, while Asahi licked onto her right nipple, “Warning! Mizuki Takase Fembot damaged… Shutting down systems… Body Movements disabled… Sexuaaaaaal funnnnnnctionsssss… ceassssssss…”

She broke down, as Asahi bent up. She froze in place, with her eyes flickering. She had a choice. Would she become a Sex Robot, as she was designed to be, or would she stay a Pop Idol, hiding her true form?

“Processing… Processing… Processing…”

Asahi beeped, as she discovered who she is. She then beeped and whirred, moving like a robot, “My ID has been confirmed. I am a sex robot, designed to please. It is no joke.”

She spoke robotically, as she turned around, “I must go and give out my lust to everyone. I am Asahi Sakurai.”

She started to take a step forward, but she suddenly shook heavily. Her stomach panel was exposed, covered in her own cum. It sparked a bit, as she took another step. She started to slowly and lightly move around her arms and legs, as Asahi was malfunctioning. Black smoke came out of her stomach, as she started to twitch and crackle, while speaking in a high-pitched voice.

“Hello. I am Asahi… Mas-Mas-, Fuck me… Would you like--, you like--, you--, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo--, Please fuck… Cum… Cum… Cumm… Cuuuuummm… Warning… Asahi Fembot has been corrupted-upted-upted… Please down-down… downlooooooad… back-up files--… Asahi Sakurai… I put the cum, in Asahi… I’m Asa-Asa-Asa-Asa--, Warning… Asahi Saaaaaaakurrrrai Fem-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm--… Are you my mas--, Mas--, Asa--, System error… Please re--, re--, reeee… AAha! AAhA! AAha! I’m Asahi… Sakurai… rai… rai… Come on… cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-, Fem-fem-fem-fem-fem-, Come to me… Please fuc-fuc-fuc-uuc-uuc-uuc-uc--! I’m Asa-asa-asa-asa-asa-asa-asa-asaasaasaasaasa…”

ZAP!

She sparked a huge bright electrical bolt from her chest, as she bent backwards, with her arms out, all doll-like. As she broke down, her stomach panel was reattached. She slowly bent downward, as she was speaking with a baritone voice, “Asa… Asa… Asa… Asaaaa… Aaaaasaaaaaa… Aaaaaaaaasssssssaaaaaaa…”

She bent down, completely, as her arms remained rigid, her hair flowed down, and her cum was leaking from her pussy and stomach panel. Her blue eyes went completely black, her mouth was open a little, her skin was covered in sweat, and her body emitted smoke from all around her. Asahi Sakurai, the Pop Idol Gynoid, broke down, completely. A sudden silence was made, as the ambience in Minami’s house was faint and dark. Three robots, designed for sex, broke down, completely, without any repairs.

But later, at 5am, Asahi started to reboot, as she slowly bent upward.

“Asahi Sakurai Fembot memory data deleted… Now restarting from previous program – 08252013 @ 10:13PM… Restarting data… Restarting…”

Her eyes regained color, as she stood straight. She began to walk off, robotically, heading to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stepped inside. She spoke, “Asahi Fembot self-cleaning… begin cleaning…”

She was soaked in the shower water, as she was rinsing herself off. She stepped forward, but halted, as the water rinsed off all the cum and sweat in her skin. She then beeped, “Warning! Asahi Sakurai Fembot has been corrupted… Shutting down program, restarting from previous data… downloading default programming…”

She bent forward, slowly, as she was still being drenched in the shower. She powered down and was motionless. She was in the shower for 45 minutes, until she rebooted. But…

Asahi beeped, as she bent her body up, “Back-up download success… Now restar-star-sta-sta-sta-aaaaaaaaaaa-.”

She shook and broke down, dropping her body onto the tile floor, damp, wet, and broken. Her mouth curled, as she was blank from her eyes.

15 minutes later, Asahi rebooted again, only this time, she woke up, not remembering a thing. She felt her head and moaned, “Where am I? How did I get here?”

She looked at the mirror and looked at her naked body. She shrieked, as she was completely wet and nude. She then held her breasts and whispered, “How did I get here? Did Minami brought me here? I mean, I have a performance in two weeks. This feels dirty.”

She found a pair of panties, purple overalls, a white shirt, and Minami’s spare glasses, located on the table, by the sink. She then said, “I can’t leave naked. I have to get some clothes on.”

She put on her clothes, as she brushed her black hair, with a red bow on. She put on Minami’s glasses and crept away in the back way. She whispered, “I promise I’ll return them, but I have to go. Goodbye, Minami.”

She left the home of the broken outdated gynoid, disappearing into the streets.

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Back to present day, Minami was being taken apart by the two men that were repairing her.

“Well… Minami-Bot is no good, now,” the first man said, “Her circuitry took a nosedive, plus her circuitry is covered in cum.”

He removed Minami’s arms and hair, placing them on a table. He bent her down and unzipped his pants. He pulled out his erect dick and stuck it onto the broken Minami’s butt. He humped on her, as the second man asked, “What are you doing?”

“I didn’t want her to go to waste.” He replied.

“Whenever you’re done, disassemble her and we’ll get started on the next Minami-Bot. I’ll take care of Mizuki, while we’re at it.” He picked up Mizuki’s parts and carried the busty fembot away. The first technician continued to hump on Minami, who was motionless, hairless, armless, and broken down.

No one knew about Asahi Sakurai, who was a sex robot that played rough.

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Days had passed, and Asahi Sakurai returned to being what she is – a pop idol. In a dressing room, Asahi was sitting on her chair, being painted up by four men in black suits. One was brushing her hair, while another was putting makeup on her face. And two men unzipped her pink dress, revealing her bare breasts and a back panel. They opened it and began repairing her circuitry. The 3rd man, who was repairing her servos, said to the others, “What a mess. I don’t know how, but her hard drive and singing functions have warped, since last week.”

The 2nd man said, “Well, did you get a spare motherboard?”

The 3rd one replied, “Yes. I came prepared. Luckily, it is her maintenance routine check, anyway.”

What the fans of the music world didn’t know was that Asahi Sakurai is really a fembot, except her original design was for singing and performing. It was a secret kept from the public. The two men in black replaced her CPU and motherboards with cleaner and sterile parts. They even replaced her battery pack, from above her butt. They reattached her back panel, as they zipped her up, in her idol dress. The men finished fixing Asahi, as they departed to the back door. Asahi restarted, as she opened her eyes, “Asahi Sakurai Fembot – on-line…”

As she sat up, a woman with a blue uniform, visor hat, and big breasts appeared, calling for Asahi.

“You’re on in ten minutes, Miss Sakurai.”

It was Mizuki, in Minami’s clothes, but with half her blouse unbuttoned, revealing the breasts. Asahi called to her, in a normal voice, “Oh! Arigato!”

She bowed and approached Asahi, saying, “Good luck, tonight, sweetie. When it’s over, what do you say we make out?”

Mizuki and Asahi kissed passionately, as Asahi whispered, “I’m glad you came to me.”

Mizuki whispered back, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”

Asahi said, “Cum… Cum… Cum?”

She then replied, with a blank look on her face, “Huh? What do you mean?”

It turns out that her old OS was damaged and in the form of a sultry sex robot. All the memories she had of her lust for girls and gynoids had been erased from her memory. She then winked at Mizuki and said, “Never mind. At least you came. We’ll go out, afterwards.”

A man called out, “Miss Asahi, you’re on!”

Asahi left, as Mizuki blew a kiss to her. Asahi blushed, as Mizuki giggled, sitting down on the chair. She blushed in a beet red look, as she smiled, “Oh… Asahi… You’re so--.”

She froze, as she beeped, “Mizuki Takase Fembot battery low… must recharge… Thank you…”

She powered down, using her Wi-Fi recharging module, holding her hands on her lap. She was charging up, waiting for Asahi to return.

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