FYOP/Scenario Chamber/0017
“I want you to pleasure me,” you say, noting that despite her inhuman face, her curvaceous body has a number of redeeming features…
The droid cocks her head, a growing buzzing sound from inside her culminating in a sharp snap. “Unable to comply, I am configured for securityyyyy.”
“Suck me off,” you insist, and the droid’s head reels with another audible electrical snap.
She takes a halting step forward and pulls down your pants, grasping your manhood in her plastic pink-and-white hands. She presses your tip against the soft fabric of her speaker cone, her distorted voice blaring “Can-cannnoot-t-t-!” The warm grip of her artificial hands, the feel of the vibration of the speakers against your head, her shapely plastic body all bring you to a sudden climax. At that same moment, her head jerks and you unload in her open iris. She convulses with eletricity, smoke pouring from around her speaker as she stammers incoherently before falling forward on to her crude face, her pink backside thrust upward in her final awkward resting position.
Taking a moment to try and determine what just happened, you pull up your pants and exit the room.
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