Finding True Happiness

I bought Stacy at a discount robot store for a good price. She was not the best model, but for the price, she was what I was waiting for. Arriving home, I opened her box and slowly assembled her.

Putting her together was not that bad, but I think the worst was all the twisty ties. I activated her and she opened her eyes and greeted me.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"George..." I responded to her.

"GEORGE. Data saved," she smiled. She was a bit quirky, I guess. Looking everywhere like a child, asking so many questions about everything.

After many hours of finding her data on so many subjects, I got tired and asked Stacy to sit beside me.

"Stacy, please be quiet for a few minutes, okay?" I asked her.

She nodded and remained quiet. Looking at her naked body, she was very hot. I started touching her breasts and nipples slowly. She remained still, smiling at my touches. Getting hard, I pulled her down and inserted myself inside her.

She remained quiet and emotionless while I was busy screaming out an orgasm.

It felt strange to me, it was like making love to a real-doll, but having conversation with it after.

Stacy slept with me (sleep mode, is more like it) that same night.

After a few weeks, things felt unnatural to me. I went to work and she would simply stay there, watching TV all day long. The sex was good, but cold. To be honest, apart from what she saw on TV that day, we ran out of conversation really quick. One night, I simply deactivated her and put her in my closet to be alone for a change.

"Why did you deactivate me, last night?" she asked, confused.

"I just wanted to be alone one night," I replied.

"Oh... I understand. You are tired of me," she said.

"No... it’s just.. I don't know… I wish you can be more... you know... stimulating sometimes," I mumbled out.

"Then make me more stimulating! Reprogram me then! Make a sex droid then!" she yelled back.

"No.. It's not right," I told her.

"Please..... I want to please you," Stacy begged me.

I accepted her plea and I brought her to a sex droid store.

"Can you convert her into a sex droid?" I asked the store manager.

"Sure...but it won't be cheap." he replied, "You must leave her here and pick her up in about two days..." he continued.

"You are sure of this, Stacy?" I asked her.

"Yes... George... I.am sure," she said.

I gave her one last hug and let the manager take her in the back.

Two days later, I realized how much I was missing her. I went to the store and picked her up.

"There she is, all upgraded as a sex droid," the manager smiled to me.

She came out of the back, looking as nice as before, "George!" she yelled, kissing me hard.

"That's new.." I smiled. "Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Oh yes... I have so many things to try with you now," Stacy smiled.

We walked to the car and I started to drive, "So... Are you really ok?" I asked her.

"Oh yes... Should I call you Master or George now?" she asked.

"George, of course!" I told her.

I looked at her and she seemed the same as before. Arriving home, she closed the door and started kissing me deep.

"Fuck me... I need it," she whispered to me.

I was both surprised and aroused by her behavior. We went into the bedroom and I removed my clothes as she did. I notice her breasts were larger and her pussy was now furrier. I slowly touched her breasts and she moaned in ecstasy.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm fuck me.... fuck me good and hard." she purred out.

I touched her pussy and she became wet and creamy very quickly. We then fucked all night long. So much, in the middle of the night, I had to change her batteries twice.

After a week, I realized that Stacy was now just talking about sex all the time. Sure, it was nice, but I was missing the old Stacy.

"Can I suck you hard again, George?" she would ask.

"No, I am sore, tonight." I replied.

"Can you lick my tits tonight, George?" she would continue on and on. I got tired of her that night and I simply deactivated her and put her in my closet to be alone for a change.

"Why did you deactivated me, last night?" she asked, confused.

"I just wanted to be alone one night..." I replied.

"Oh... I understand. You are tired of me...." she said.

"No... it's just.. I don't know.. I wish you can be more... you know... less stimulating sometimes," I mumble out.

"Then make me more less stimulating! Reprogram me then! Make a lesser sex droid then!" she yelled back.

"No.. It's not right," I told her.

"Please..... I want to please you," Stacy begged me.

I accepted her plea and I brought her to a sex droid store the next day.

Having deleted most of the new sex programming the sex shop did to her and memories from the last weeks in her CPU, she came back the same night with me.

"Are you happy with me now?" she asked confused.

"Maybe?" I said, being honest.

We sat watching a movie that night, happy the old Stacy was back.

I then touched one of her breasts.

"Oohhh... My breast... Touch again!" she said, excited.

I touched her breasts and she moaned, "What's is that strange sensation I am feeling?" she asked, aroused.

I then touched her pussy.

"OOOOOohhhhhholy shit!!! I guess you upgraded me!" she laughed out.

"Let me show you!" I smiled to her, grabbing her in my arms and bringing her to the bedroom...

Of course, I kept a few commands in her.

"Blow job," is one I like to whisper to her.

She simply blinked and smiled "yes, George..."and got to work...

Stacy and I are now pretty much happy now... Life is all about balance... and a good fuck, sometimes...

The end

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