FYOP/Scenario Chamber/The Witch and the Warrior/0140
You continue to explore her body while she remains locked in place by some aspect of her programming.
You unfasten her armored bra, letting it fall to the ground with a heavy clang. You prod her half-tanned breasts and that previous electronic chirping within her chest grows louder. “What is making that noise?” you ask, pressing your ear to her tits.
“Will you j-just…” she stammers, the sound of her struggling internal machinery growing louder.
With your head against her breast, you pinch her nipple to hear a dramatic rise in the sounds within her. Running your palm over her firm ass contributes a fuzzy humming sound, and when you slip your fingers down the front of her panties, you get an electric tingle in your fingertips. When you venture deeper you suddenly receive a painful shock, immediately withdrawing your hand.
You suspect you have overdone it, watching as electricity spiders across Skena’s rigid frame, smoke from frying components coursing out from hidden seams. She cocks her head at you and smiles, saying something that might be a foreign language, or is perhaps just gibberish as she cups both of her breasts. She seems to be inviting you to also sample their feel, reaching for your hand – but the electricity surrounding her is too much of a concern.
As you step away, she teeters forward, her Amazonian body rattling with electrical tremors at every step. You suddenly bump against the throne and she takes hold of you, jerking you to her, your face embedded between her tits as you endure multiple shocks from the malfunctioning bot. As she grips you tighter, you can feel her body quaking, hear her components rattling and buzzing. There’s a sharp pop and her grip slackens – pushing yourself back, you see her arms are at strange angles, her neck bent to the side, her body riddled with open panels that show components going haywire in her madly quivering body as the force of her tremors send bits and pieces of her clinking to the ground. The sustained vibrations proves too much for her frame, and all at once she falls to pieces, her sturdy limbs and red-haired head tearing loose from their attachment points with showers of sparks. Her robotic body falls in a loose heap, her head seemingly watching you with that same half-embarrassed smile as it rests upside-down against her breasts.
Waiting until the electricity surrounding her dies down, you open the panel in her torso and remove her core. On your way out, you check the nymph-bots as well, but find their cores to be unusable.
Exiting the scenario chamber, you make your way back to the hub.