Shannon's Third Law -- Part 5

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I won't be around this weekend, so I thought I'd get some more out before I have to return to my real life...

James was enjoying his honeymoon with Tiffany. They had been going at it nonstop since they arrived in Key Largo, pausing only to view the peaceful sunsets or take a relaxing swim.

He felt tired, and he knew she did too, but they truly loved each other. They wanted the memories of this week to last a while.

Tiffany twirled her wedding band around her finger, thinking about how it felt different from the engagement ring.

Their eyes caught. Both of them marveled at how beautiful the other was.

“What do you want to do today?” Tiffany said, softly.

“I thought we’d get some breakfast. Maybe play tennis. Whatever people do at a resort like this,” he said.

“That sounds wonderful,” Tiffany replied.

She moved over to get him dressed, her small, perky breasts pushing into his muscular back as she pulled on his polo shirt. She walked back to her tennis skirt, putting it on playfully, for all intents giving her lover a reverse striptease. To James, even Tiffany tying her blonde hair back into a ponytail could be extremely erotic.

The tennis courts were next to the restaurant, both on the other side of the highway. They crossed when James saw a naked woman far down the road.

“Tiffany, come over here,” he called to his wife. “Is that what I think it is down there?”

“It looks like a companion. A Shannon.”

“No, that can’t possibly be. An original? They have to be all gone by now.”

Tiffany took on a playful smile. “You don’t believe me? If I’m right… we do it my way this afternoon.”

Moving to shake her outstretched hand, James laughed. “We do it your way every day.”

“Yeah, but I was going to let you win on the tennis court before you questioned my detective work.”

At the same moment, they jogged down to where Shannon was walking. The red-haired Amazon’s eyes remained stuck forward, barely active enough to see where she was going.

“It is a Shannon. How did she get beat up like this?”

“I don’t know. It looks like her conscious mind is off right now.”

They walked fast enough to keep pace with the auburn sex machine.

“Let me try something,” Tiffany told her, giving her husband a quick smile.

Then she froze, as motionless as a statue.

To James, the delay lasted only a couple of hundred milliseconds before Shannon started breathing again. Unlike the less sophisticated Teresa model, Tiffany’s hack easily overloaded Shannon’s logic center.

The naked companion tossed her red hair back, and moved her arms up and down her toned midsection, copping a feel of her firm breasts.

“She’s old,” came out of Shannon’s mouth, in Shannon’s voice. “She can barely run my personality matrix… Oh wait, let me fix my voice.”

A pause.

“How do I sound now?” Shannon said, but this time in Tiffany’s voice. James nodded. “She’s very old. Her voice modulator algorithms are at least fifty years old. And her load times are excruciating.”

James pondered the newly animated fembot. “Well, if she’s a Shannon, she’s older than fifty. How damaged is she?”

“No damage to her drive system that I can detect. It’s been rebuilt. And her breasts still work.” With that, Shannon’s pair expanded and retracted a few times. James laughed.

“She can’t have been abandoned,” James thought out loud.

“I’m accessing her logs now. There are lots of damaged sectors. This must be part of the problem… I’m having trouble reaching any data before early Saturday morning. She’s running on res-res-erve processors only. And she’s operational at b-b-b-b-barely nominal levels. Her power management unit needs to be looked at, now.”

“Why did you stutter just now?”

“It was a feedback loop from the damaged sectors. My own systems are having trouble handling both of us.”

“That’s it! I’m going in. I think it’s a firmware issue.”

“Get out of here! You’re only going to overload her. I told you she was already having trouble running me.”

With that, Tiffany’s body twitched a few times and came alive again. She moved over to herself, as downloaded into Shannon, and began to touch her red-headed avatar.

“Do you really want to be inside-inside-inside her that badly, love?” Tiffany/Shannon said, twiddling the older bot’s nipples. “Wait, I’m accessing her seduction files… Accessing… Accessing.”

“Stop this. It’s not nice. And we’re certainly not doing anything outside.”

Shannon/Tiffany sauntered up to James. Her nipples were fired up and erect. James could smell the mix of pheromones coming from the companion’s sex.

“My name is Shannon, and I’m here for your every pleasure,” Shannon/Tiffany said, in Shannon’s voice. She took James’ hand to place on her wet vaginal entry.

All of it was too much for him. He let the blonde and brunette companions lead him by the hand back to their room.

As they entered, Tiffany/Shannon climbed onto the heart-shaped bed and ran one of Tiffany’s self-arousal routines. As she touched her sensitive areas, Shannon/Tiffany moved to expose James’ own package.

“At attention, soldier,” Shannon/Tiffany said, using Tiffany’s voice again.

The male companion obeyed his order perfectly, extending his penis to its maximum operational size of eighteen inches.

“I don’t think I can han- han- han-dle that, stud,” Shannon/Tiffany replied to the unreal male display unfolding in front of her. Her masturbating counterpart compared her well-used map of James’ penis to Shannon’s recently extended sex.

“Too big. Just a little bit. That’s good.” Shannon/Tiffany moved to maul her husband. Shannon’s breasts moved all over James’ beefy torso. Her hands felt, through new receptors, the cock attached to the robot she just married.

James’ own companion programming was comparably brilliant. He quickly caressed all of Shannon’s sensor groups, while Tiffany continued to masturbate on the bed.

Shannon/Tiffany was kneeling slowly to take James’ enlarged member in her mouth when she froze.

“Wait.” Shannon/Tiffany said. “Accessing… Acc-acc-acc-accessing…”

“What is it this time?” James said, visibly aroused. Tiffany/Shannon stopped pleasuring herself.

“Shannon’s sex modules are disabled. We’d crash her if we continued. And I don’t want to corrupt any of my own files in the process.”

“She’s just too far gone for what we’re trying to do to her right now,” James said. “We need to fix her.”

“Don’t worry, we will.”

Tiffany moved to grab James down to the bed from behind, purposely leaving Shannon frozen in her genuflect. They made love as the midday sun shone high over their suite.