FYOP/To Love A Sexbot/0005

Back to 0001 --- Farra smirked, “Well… I see you wanted to try it. But… I should warn you, once she heads down, she won’t stop. You know what.”

You asked why. She’d explain, but you showed him in, which was a huge black room. There was a girl with pale skin and long black hair, rubbing her crotch by a mandroid, currently disabled and erect. She turned around and gasped. She then said, “Oh, uh… Hello…”

She said that her name was Alison Hopkins. She then said, “I’m sorry. I don’t usually do this. I’m simply a chronic masturbator. I did it a lot, to these robots. I once did that, during my days with Heather, an L-Series Perfect Girl.”

You asked her what she does.

She replied, “Well, I’m somewhat of a smarty pants. But I happened to be excellent. I graduate at around 17, in Washington State, and I am recently engaged. Uh, I’m 21, by the way. I got the job here, only because I test-fuck.”

She then bowed and said, “Introductions aside, how about I show you the sexbot?”

You nodded yes, as you held your belt. Alison cried out, “Leave it on! Save it for later.”

She said, as she left, “I’ll be inside a room… uh… watching the test… … …Okay, bye!”

She left, as you waited. Minutes later, a sexbot that looked like Alison appeared.

She beeped, “Hello. I am Perfect Girl #H074460191. My name is Alison. Come at me…”

She approached you, wearing her black and blue spandex bra and panties. She looks pretty creepy, a bit, but horny. What do you do?

Take it off

Call it off