The Future Expo

Intro

“Welcome to the future expo!”

At the sight of the 1st annual future expo, numerous VIPs were already filing in. The place was huge, with the main exhibit featuring the new top of the line androids containing several football stadium sized domes fitted with numerous holographic viewing rooms to allow VIPs and other guests to try out each of the five featured models.

A sign posted at the entrance welcome people in with a brief message:

Welcome to the 1st annual future expo, hosted by the Spaztec Industries, where all your dreams can come true!

Here, you can help test out a variety of top of the line, fully realistic androids, as well as try out various other technological improvements offered by the other invited companies.

Each android, built in the image of an early 21st century celebrity, is programmed for a specific role in the hopes they might help better the average person’s life.

Expo attendees should be aware that each android is a prototype and may exhibit unintended behavior or glitches. Anyone wishing to test these androids out is required to sign a waiver of non-disclosure, as well as a waiver of liability, indemnification, and medical release. Please be aware that each scenario is monitored with both audio and video surveillance for quality assurance.

Thank you for attending, and we hope you have a pleasant experience!

A small group of friends, each in their late 30s, not quite dressed up like the other VIPs also filed in, each looking excited.

“Wow, I can’t believe we won tickets to this exclusive event!” the leader of the outfit said; a name badge pinned to his shirt showed his name as Kevin. Kevin was 33 years old and had a very handsome appearance with plain brown hair and blue eyes.

“I know Kev, thanks for bringing us into this,” one of the two girls in the group said; her name badge read Lisa. She was the youngest in the group, at only 30. She had a very girl-next-door look, with long brown hair and green eyes.

“What exactly are we supposed to be doing here though?” one of the other men asked; his name badge read Scott. With dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, Scott had a pretty stern look and was quite tall; he was 35. “These androids seem mostly marketed for lonely men who need a programmable sex companion,” he complained.

“Hey, there not just for sex,” the woman next to him said; she was Scott’s wife and her name badge read Bree. With long blonde hair and blue eyes, Bree looked exactly like a high school cheerleader, despite being 34; she actually had been a cheerleader. “There’s a personal secretary model that you should look at for your law firm,” she smiled, “I for one am going after the partier model since all my girlfriends moved away,”

“Well, I don’t about the rest of you, but I’m going for the personal trainer model,” the last man in the group said; his name badge read Jason, and he looked as though he had always been a jock. Although not totally burly, he was clearly in perfect shape. He had cropped black hair and brown eyes and was 32.

“Why Jason?” Kevin asked, “You already have a strict regime,”

“Well, it’s a lonely strict regime,” Jason said defensively, evoking laughter from the rest of the group.

“Well, I’m going to see the housewife model myself,” Kevin said without a hint of embarrassment, since he lived by himself.

“And I’m going to try out the perfect friend model,” Lisa finally admitted with a light blush, since it was the only one that had lesbian programming and she was bisexual.

“Good choice” Kevin complimented her, “I wonder why we had to sign all those release forms,” he said, as they gawked at all the sights inside the expo.

“Who cares?” Jason said, “Let’s just have us some fun!” he shouted, and they all headed to the massive domes to test out their android choices.

The Personal Trainer

Are you trying to get back into shape?

Well then, our personal trainer android is just for you!

This android can go with you anytime or anywhere. It comes preprogrammed with fitness techniques from every country, and from all the greats. And, not only is it programmed with expertise, it is also built to keep up with you, regardless of the workout. It can even play all the popular games with you!

Try yours out today!

Jason was barely able to contain his excitement as he powerwalked over to the dome that contained the personal trainer model androids. As soon as he got to the registration desk, we was handed a questionnaire and asked to fill it out.

“Why do I have to fill this thing out?” he rudely asked the reception woman.

“So that we may program the android you choose with your personal preferences,” the lady responded politely.

“But I thought these things were programmed to learn based on our preferences,” Jason complained.

“They are,” the lady replied, “But that process ordinarily takes several days, and since you only have one to test this android out, we are preprogramming them to save time so you may enjoy all of its features right away,”

Jason let that process through his slow brain for a while before smiling, “Oh, that makes sense,”

“Good,” the lady smiled, “Please bring the questionnaire to me when you finish, and I will enter it in to the android of your choice,”

“Alright,” Jason said, and he sat down nearby and began filling out the questionnaire, which included questions about the types of workouts he engaged in, as well as his favorite sports. When he reached the last question, he saved his results and then it asked him which android he wanted to select, bringing up a large list of potential models.

Jason nearly salivated at all the choices, since they were all of attractive, muscular women…all his type. He finally selected one based off a 21st century MMA wrestler and actress named Gina Carano, who had actually played a robot in a television series.

With his selections made, he brought the tablet to the reception lady. “I’ve made my choice,” Jason smiled.

“Very good sir,” she smiled, connecting the tablet to her station. A few moments later, she handed him another tablet that she had just finished programming, “Here you go sir, this is the control tablet that will allow you to control your unit,” she said, handing him the device, “Your room is 317 and you will have 12 hours to test out all the functions of your unit, which you may activate with that tablet,” she explained, “The tablet will also allow you to control the holographic setting,” she added.

“Nice, thanks!” Jason said, taking the tablet and heading towards the nearby lift. When he got up to the third floor, he quickly found room 17 and waved his passkey over the door panel. He heard a humming noise on the other end of the door and then it slowly hissed open. A timer above the door started counting down from 12 hours.

The inside of the room had configured itself as a standard gym with virtually every type of athletic machine included. From outside the windows, he could see what appeared to be a full sized track, along with an Olympic size swimming pool, as well as tennis and basketball courts.

“Wow, this is nice!” Jason said, taking a look at all the equipment as he slowly walked through the room. It was a few moments before he saw his android, it was standing passively at the opposite end of the room.

Jason walked over to the inactive Gina robot with a mixed look of curiosity and lust. Gina Carano was of mixed heritage, as many people in the United States were. She stood at 5”8 and was very attractive, considering she looked to be solid muscle. Although she was currently in a state of deactivation, she still had a pretty intense look on her sleeping face. Attesting to her personal trainer programming, she was wearing a black cotton spandex sports bra and a matching pair of shorts, along with a pair of ordinary sneakers.

“Nice,” Jason said, sizing the robot up and then doing the first thing his animal brain told him…he grabbed her breasts through the bra and played with them. “Very nice,” he said, letting them go.

He then set the bag he had brought with him with his towel and spare clothes and started stripping his out layer of clothing, revealing he too was wearing exercise shorts and a shirt beneath. With his outer layer off and stowed in his bag, he pulled the control tablet from it and then turned it on. It took him only a few moments to figure out the functions of the tablet, since the personal trainer robots didn’t have very many features. He quickly located the activation menu and used it to activate the robot.

It only took a few seconds after he tapped the activation button on the tablet for the Gina robot to activate. He briefly heard the sound of her systems activating somewhere within her torso, and then her eyes slowly opened and focused on him. She smiled and then spoke, “Hello Jason, my name is Gina, your personal trainer android,” she said, holding out her hand.

“Hello Gina,” Jason said, taking her hand and shaking it.

“I am currently programmed and configured to handle any athletic activity you desire,” she continued, “However I do also have your personal preferences saved within my systems,” she told him, “What would you like me to do for you?”

Jason wasted little time in responding, “Can you follow orders without me having to use this thing?” he asked, showing her the tablet.

“Yes,” Gina replied simply.

“Good,” Jason said, and he lightly dropped the tablet into his open bag and then faced her again. “Now, before we start anything, I’d like you to lift up your bra,” he ordered.

“Certainly,” Gina said with a slight smile but nothing more. She efficiently raised both arms to her chest and lifted up her sports bra, allowing Jason access to her modest sized breasts.

Jason said nothing as he reached out and fondled both her breasts. She merely looked at him with a passive, nonjudgmental look. He spent nearly a minute admiring the realism of both her breasts before letting go. “Alright, you can lower it again,” he said, and once she did so, he asked, “Are you capable of sex?”

“Yes, I am programmed with many techniques,” she answered.

“Good,” Jason smiled, “We’ll try some of them after our workout, as a cool down”

“Very well,” she said, “What would you like to do?”

“Why don’t we go on a short run…two miles, to warm up,” he suggested.

“Alright, would you like me to keep pace with you?” she asked.

“Yes,” he said.

“Understood,” she said, and she followed him out onto the track and ran with him.

Jason knew Gina was a robot, but he was nonetheless impressed by how well it kept up with him, considering it was female. His normal exercise pace was much faster than most women could manage, but Gina managed it with ease. When they finally finished the two miles, they jogged back into the building to stretch.

“If you will relax, I can assist you with several effective stretching routines,” Gina said, as soon as they were back in the building.

“Alright,” Jason said, allowing Gina to take the initiative. He sat down on the floor as Gina joined him and performed some of the basic stretches with him, using her computer brain to give him a precise countdown for each routine. She also assisted him with several other stretches that would otherwise be difficult or impossible without someone assisting.

“You’re doing very well,” Gina complimented him as he effortlessly completed each stretch, “You’re obviously in good shape,”

“I am,” Jason said, “but I don’t usually have anyone to practice with,” he admitted, “And never someone as attractive as you,”

“Thanks,” Gina smiled, “I’m pleased to see you find my programming acceptable, as well as my appearance,”

“You’re much better help than any of the human trainers I’ve been forced to deal with,” Jason said.

“Well, I am programmed with every known technique,” Gina responded.

“I hope you are programmed for MMA, because that is my specialty,” Jason said.

“I am programmed and designed for all major forms of sports and combat, including MMA,” Gina replied, “As a matter of fact, the woman I am modeled on was a famous MMA fighter,”

“Good,” Jason said, “Let’s do get started then,” he said, bending forwards to remove his shoes and socks.

“Alright,” she said, also removing her shoes and socks; Jason noted she had very nice feet.

Once they were both barefoot, they walked a short distance away where there was an MMA style ring set up for them. They both entered it and then faced off.

“What mode would you prefer me to be in?” Gina asked, “Adaptive, or combative,”

“What’s the difference between the two?” Jason asked, eager to start fighting.

“In adaptive mode I will essentially spar with you,” she explained, “I will adapt to your techniques, but not attempt to take you down,” she said, “In combative, I will attack you based on my programming and will attempt to take you down. Also, combative mode has varying levels of difficulty”

Jason thought about the two choices for a while before deciding, “Adaptive mode sounds good to me,”

“Very good, now configuring for adaptive mode,” she said. She then froze up momentarily with a blank look on her face before coming back to life. “Configuration complete. Now in adaptive combat mode.” Gina then assumed a combat posture, patiently awaiting Jason’s first move.

“Very well,” Jason said, and he began the fight.

He immediately started with an opening move, one which Gina quickly and efficiently countered. He spent several minutes at first testing her reaction times and strength, though true to her previous statement, she did not do anything other than spar with him. Once he felt more comfortable sparring with this beautiful machine, he upped his attacks and began his real workout.

Even during his intense training session with Gina, he still paid close attention to her reactions. She appeared to be programmed to simulate many human responses, including perspiration; he could clearly make out the beads of sweat forming on her forehead and chest.

The one thing he did notice that betrayed her realism was that as he increased his speed, he could almost hear the whine of servo mechanisms in her arms and legs as she mechanically moved to counter his move. Despite the betrayal, he still found her appearance more than satisfactory to ignore the sound, as well as her usefulness as a sparring partner.

Everything was going well, until Jason tried out a technique he had been working on…one that apparently was not programmed into Gina’s CPU. She was momentarily confused, allowing a crucial opening in which Jason kicked her in the gut…at least, it would have been the gut if Gina were human.

Gina fell back onto the floor, a confused look on her face. As she got back to her feet, she started twitching; mechanical sounds could be heard from her torso.

“Error, shock damage to primary processing unit,” she said in an emotionless voice, “Reconfiguring systems,” she said then, freezing up.

“Gina, are you alright?” Jason asked, looking at her with concern.

Gina did not respond. She remained frozen for several more moments before coming back to life. “Combat mode confirmed, maximum difficulty,” she said, and before Jason could react, she suddenly started attacking him.

Fortunately, Jason was more than decent at MMA, but he found Gina in her current state to be most challenging. Not only was she hitting smarter, she was hitting harder. He did his best to fend her off, all the while trying to stop her. The fight lasted for several moments before she suddenly stopped and slumped to the ground.

“What the hell?!” Jason said, wondering what had happened. He didn’t need to wait long, as he heard several people behind him.

“Sorry about that,” a man, in an event staff uniform, whose name badge read Zach said, approaching him with Gina’s control tablet; he had used it to manually shut her down.

“What the hell happened to this…thing?” he asked, looking down at Gina’s body, slumped at the base of his feet.

“It seems you hit her midsection with a bit too much force,” Zack explained, “That’s where her ‘brain’ is,”

“Oh,” Jason said, “Can you fix it?”

“Sure, just give me a sec,” Zack said, and he walked over to where Gina still lay and tapped on her abdomen. Jason could quite see what he was doing, because the exhaustion and pain from Gina’s attacks suddenly hit him, causing him to slump to the ground in pain.

“Are you alright?” Zack asked, pulling his hands out of Gina’s now open abdominal access panel.

“Yeah, she hit me pretty hard,” Jason admitted, “I’m glad you came when you did,”

“So am I,” Zack agreed, getting back to work repairing Gina. ‘It’s a good thing you get a discount voucher after this,” he added.

“What?!” Jason asked.

“Didn’t someone tell you? For helping us beta test this androids, all participants receive 50% off any model of their choice, and off any future updates, upgrades, and repairs,”

“Cool!” Jason said, wincing a little.

“Well, I think I have Gina here fixed up for you,” Zack said, pulling a damaged component that he had just replaced from her panel. He carefully replaced the skin flap and then pressed an odd portion of skin that appeared to have a light underneath it. A bright blue light appeared around the seam, and moments later, the seam was gone.

“So, she won’t go berserk and try and kill me again?” Jason asked cautiously, carefully getting back to his feet.

“No…at least, I hope not,” Zack smiled. He quickly activated the control tablet and used it to turn Gina back on. It seemed to take a few extra moments for her to reactivate, but when she reactivated, she appeared to be operating properly.

“Hello technician Zack,” she smiled, “How may I be of service?”

“Continue demonstrating your functions to your client,” Zack said.

“Very well,” she said emotionlessly.

Zack then handed the control tablet back to Jason and headed out of the holosuite, turning back only to say, “Have fun,”

“I will,” Jason smiled, and once Zack was gone, he turned back to Gina with a smile on his face, “Well Gina, would you like to engage in our agreed cool down exercise?” he asked with a lustful smile.

“Certainly,” Gina said, almost matching his smile, before reaching to undress.

Closing

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As the group walked out, each in varying states of health and moods, they continued taking in all the sights; Lisa was the only one in the group who had appeared to have a good time. Once they passed the entrance sign that greeted them, the silence between them was broken.

“Well, I guess we know why we had to sign those release forms,” Scott said, looking a bit guiltily at his wife, who knew what had happened with him and Maggie. Bree was slightly upset, but since he knew about what happened between her and Elizabeth, she also had a look of guilt.

“Oh shut up!” Jason said, barely managing to limp with the others following his violent encounter with Gina; though he did enjoy the sex, shortly thereafter the bruises and excruciating pain followed.

The rest of the group sort of grimaced and laughed despite themselves as they exited the building.

“I hear they’re already working on the Mark IIs...” Kevin said in passing, as they left.

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