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The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:53 pm

This is an adapted and enhanced version of a story I originally wrote in 2010, perhaps the best I have ever written.

You can also read it on FembotWiki: http://www.fembotwiki.net/index.php?tit ... Girlfriend

This story is quite long, as such, I have organized it into nine parts. Follow these links to each part:
Part 1: A chance encounter - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70497
Part 2: Welcome to the family - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70498
Part 3: Upgrade - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70499
Part 4: New family - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70500
Part 5: The internship - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70501
Part 6: A sexual encounter - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70502
Part 7: Having a little fun - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70503
Part 8: It turned blue! - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70504
Part 9: The future - http://www.fembotcentral.net/viewtopic. ... 713#p70505

I hope you like it, because I invested a great amount of time in the original version, and in the massive effort of adapting, editing, and completing this story.
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Prologue: After going through high school without any action, I suddenly thought that I’d never find a girl who cared about me. Little did I know that this would all change on my first day of college.

Part 1: A chance encounter

As a runner I felt like running everywhere, and so I did to each of my classes on the first day of school. This was easy since I had spent several days before memorizing my bell schedule and the school map. All my first classes went without a hitch, and it wasn’t until I ran to my final class of the day, Technical Theater, that the highlight of my day, and my life happened. I was paying attention to running towards the door when, all of a sudden, a beautiful girl walked out. Before I could react, I ran into her and we both went down to the ground.

After several seconds, I managed to get up and see if she was okay. She just seemed to be lying down for a few seconds before she suddenly started moving and sitting up. She was as beautiful as I remembered before hitting her: long, light brown hair that was tied up in the back, pale skin, with a few freckles dotted around here and there, and her eyes were an off shade of green, almost the same shade of Hazel as mine.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been running,” I said, apologizing to her.

“It’s alright, I should have been paying more attention,” she said, speaking with a nice and friendly voice.

“Are you hurt?”

“No, my backpack seemed to break my fall,” she said, looking down where her pack was.

“That’s good, did you want to come in and sit down before you go?” I asked, since I was almost late for class.

“That’s alright, I really need to get home before my dad worries about me,” she said, and after she picked up her pack, she slowly got up to her feet along with me.

“I see,” I said, and just as she started for the parking lots, I said, “Wait! I didn’t get your name."

“Oh, my name’s Abigail James, but you can call me Abby,” she said, holding out her hand.

“Pleased to meet you Abby, my name’s Phillip,” I said, and after feeling each other’s hands for a few seconds, she turned and walked off.

That last class went rather normally, and it turned out to be my favorite since the teacher was a cool guy, and the subject matter was intriguing; I also found out that Abby was in the previous class, which was intermediate drama. The next day, believe it or not, Abby and I ran, or rather walked, into each other again.

“Wow, we meet again,” she said, her voice as friendly as before.

“Yes, I think that must be a sign."

“A sign?”

“That in some way we’re meant to be with each other."

“Do you believe in such things?” she asked, still friendly.

“Well, bumping into you again certainly does."

“Well, why don’t we go find somewhere to sit so we can get to know each other?” she asked, and that’s where our friendship began. We talked during the 15-minutes we had between classes and our entire lunchtime as well. We bumped into each other after 6th period again and that’s when we exchanged phone numbers. We started going out soon after that, and, even with me practicing for the varsity Cross-Country team, that did not separate us since she started to come and watch every practice, even cheering for me during the races.

“You know, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had,” I said, after the first grading period ended and we compared each other’s GPA.

“I feel the same way,” she said, and then we both looked at one another…staring into each other’s green eyes before kissing for the first time.

“Wow, I haven’t kissed anyone before,” she said, recovering and feeling her lips with her fingers.

“Me neither,” I said, and then we both kissed again.

That began our official relationship as boyfriend/girlfriend and it remained that way throughout the entire school year and through the summer between our first and second years. Since the next year we were able to choose our classes together, we both picked classes that we would share so that not only could we be with each other all the time, but also help one another with homework and studying. I also got a nice laptop so that I could do more schoolwork, and because my grades were so good, my parents got me one with state-of-the-art hardware so I could do stuff very fast and efficiently. Abby also got a laptop and we used them to chat with each other while we couldn’t be together. It wasn’t until the beginning of the second semester in the second year that I could finally bring Abby to my house. Since my older brother moved out to live with his girlfriend, I got his room all to myself.

During spring break that year, my parents decided to go to wine country for the week, and my little brother went to Washington D.C. with his 8th grade class, leaving me home alone. Fortunately, the college wasn’t too far from where we lived, and it turned out that Abby actually lived a short walk from my house. My parents said it would be all right for Abby to visit, but no one else…but since Abby was my only friend, there was no problem.

“So Abby, what do you think of my room?” I asked, finally bringing her into my bedroom.

“It’s a bit small, but I like it,” she said, putting her laptop bag down and sitting on the edge of my bed.

“Me too,” I said, plugging my laptop in and turning it on.

“It’s kind of hot in here, can you turn the fan on?” she asked, pointing up at the ceiling fan.

“Sure,” and I flipped the switch.

“That’s better,” she said, now taking off her shoes and placing them down on the floor; she left her socks on.

“Good, did you want something to drink?”

“A Sprite please,” she said, and I quickly went down the stairs and into the garage to get us both a Sprite. On my way back up, I heard what sounded like a sharp popping noise followed by a heavy thud, so I ran the rest of the way and went into my room to see Abby lying on the floor. “Abby!” I dropped the soda cans on the bed and knelt down to see if she was okay. I noticed that the electrical strip on the floor was smoking…it seemed she tried to turn it on so she could activate the stand fan and it overloaded, shocking her. “Abby, can you hear me?” I asked, looking into her eyes, which were moving in every direction; she was also muttering incoherently.

After several seconds, she seemed to jerk back to reality, “Yes…yes, I’m alright Phillip,” she said, seeming to stutter.

“Good, you scared the hell out of me,” I said, helping her up and onto the bed.

“Sorry,” she said, still not seeming all there.

“Do you still want your soda?”

“My soda?” she asked, looking confused.

“Yes, the Sprite I got for you,” I reminded her.

“Oh yes, of course…I don’t know what happened to me,” she said, almost stuttering.

“Here you go,” I said, handing her the Sprite.

“Thanks…Thanks Phillip,” she said, taking a sip.

While we drank our sodas, she appeared normal, but shortly after we finished, everything changed… “So, feeling better now?” I asked, looking carefully at her.

“Yes, thanks for the soda Phillip,” she said, smiling at me.

“Anytime,” I said, but then she repeated herself, “Thanks for the soda Phillip….Thanks for the soda Phillip…Thanks for the soda <error, name not found>” she said, starting to sound robotic.

“Abby, what’s wrong?” I asked, thinking that maybe the jolt screwed her up.

“<Error, name not found> I don’t know…don’t know…<error, malfunction in primary logic systems…attempting to switch to back-up>” she said, going into a monotone.

“What’s going on? You’re starting to sound like a robot,” I said, although I did have a robo-fetish so part of me was getting turned on.

“I’m not a robot silly, I’m Abby James, your girlfriend,” she said, much faster than normal.

“Abby, you don’t sound normal."

“I feel fine…fine…fine…<error, secondary logic systems non-functional...A.I. Abby James will reboot in 5-seconds>,” she said, and 5-seconds later, she collapsed into my arms.

“Wow, you’re an android,” I said, once the shock of what I just saw passed. I carefully laid her body down on my bed and could only stare as I decided what to do next.

Because she was still my girlfriend, despite her apparent robotic nature and malfunctions, I respected her body and did not violate it in anyway. I listened closely at her belly for any mechanical sounds, and after several seconds, I heard what sounded like a bunch of whirs. Then, her body reanimated.

“Accessing systems….running diagnostics…diagnostics complete, this unit has suffered a minor power overload which has overloaded logic systems…A.I. Abby James will start in limited function mode…” she said, and then she blinked her eyes and stared at me. “So, you know?” she said, looking at me with her pretty eyes.

“That you’re an android? Yes."

“I’ll bet you think I’m a freak now,” she said, fighting back a tear.

“Abby, if you really knew me then you would know that nothing, not even a disfigurement of your body, would make me love you any less…in fact, I’ve had a secret robo-fetish all this time."

“Really?”

“Yes, you could have told me the first time we met and I wouldn’t have spilled your secret…I loved you at first sight."

“Me too…I think; the fall actually shorted some of my systems which is why I seemed a little slow,” she admitted.

“Well, I still love you…you’ve acted so human,” I told her, “You look human too."

“Thanks, my dad built me so that I could interact with students and help him research college life,” she explained, “He also wanted a daughter, but could never get around to having one."

“Have I been part of it?” I asked, “The research, I mean?”

“Yes, although he made me to be completely sentient so he knew that my love for you was real; it was just an added bonus that he could get even better data for his research."

“That’s nice…now back to your problem,” I said, looking at her unmoving body.

“Yes, I’m in limited function mode since my logic systems are malfunctioning…that means I can’t move or do complex tasks, that way my systems are under less strain and I can speak with you,” she explained.

I nodded. “That makes sense."

“It's not as bad as it seems," she assured me, "the outlet merely tripped a breaker, so to speak, in my power systems…a fail-safe so my primary functions, such as memory and A.I, aren’t damaged."

“Can I fix you?”

“Yes you can, but you’ll need to shift my position so I at least have my head resting up."

“Sure thing,” I said, and I quickly pulled her towards the head of the bed and rested her head on the pillows I had there.

“Thanks, even though I can’t move, I can still feel and I was starting to get a little uncomfortable."

“Oh, you made me think it was important,” I laughed.

“Sorry, I knew you would think so,” she smiled.

“Okay, now how do I go about fixing you?”

“Lift up my shirt until you can see my stomach,” she said, and I did so, rolling it up to her chest. “Very good, now press in on my belly button twice,” she said, and when I did so there was a whir and then I saw a rectangular panel of her pale skin lift up. Once I removed it and placed it down next to her on the bed, I was able to see the most awesome array of electronics I had ever seen. “Do you like what you see?"

“Abby, you have no idea how beautiful you are to me now,” I said, reveling in my perfect android girlfriend’s interior mechanics.

“Thank you,” she said, smiling at me in such a way that it warmed my heart.

“Okay, so I see a bunch of complex components, where do I go?”

“Look for a circuit board with an amber flashing light,” she said, and after a few seconds, I located it.

“I see it."

“Good, that’s my primary power regulatory system…the amber light means there’s a malfunction, otherwise it would be green."

“I see…”

“Now, because I’m in safe mode, nothing you do to that circuit board will affect me, so I want you to go ahead and disconnect it."

“Okay,” I said, and I carefully disconnected it from the bay it was attached to and then pulled it out.

“I’m still here,” she said, letting me know I did not break her, “Now I want you to locate the only fuse that’s damaged,” she said, and I quickly located it and then removed it. “Good, there's a spare in my bag,” she said, and I quickly searched in her bag and got out what would’ve looked a few hours ago like an average fuse.

“I got it,” I said, coming back over.

“Good, now simply replace it with the damaged one and then reconnect the board,” she said, and once I did so I saw the amber light flash a few times until it was replaced with a green one. “Primary power regulator fixed…please reboot at earliest moment to reinitialize all systems,” she said in that monotone, and then she returned to normal. “Before it takes effect, I need to reboot…and the reboot process may take a few minutes longer than usual to ensure proper installation of the fuse."

“I understand, I’m not going anywhere,” I promised her.

“Before I shut down, could you give me a kiss?”

“Anything for you, my love,” I said, and I carefully leaned in and kissed her like I never kissed her before.

“Thanks, now I’ll reboot,” she said, and then her face went blank. “A.I. Abby James is rebooting…stand by,” she said, and then she stopped moving and I suddenly heard all the components within her open panel stop; an occasional light would blink, but that was probably the diagnostics running.

“Well Abby, I’m going to take an unobtrusive look at you while I wait,” I said, and I went all the way to the end of the bed where her feet where at and gently picked up her left foot. In addition to having a robo-fetish, I also had a foot fetish and it pained me that in over a year of knowing her, that I was never given the opportunity to see her feet. Even now, they were still in socks and I was half tempted to take them off, but I wished for her to do it herself, so I instead performed and unscientific whiff test on her socked feet and was surprised to smell real perspiration. After I enjoyed myself, I gently set her foot back down and listened for any noises from her open panel.

“I guess you’re not finished yet Abby, I can’t wait until you are,” I said, feeling the edges of the open panel where her skin became metal. “Wow, your dad’s a genius,” I said, feeling her realistic skin that I had felt in different locations for over a year, but never here before. It seemed that her metal framework was some sort of metallic-plastic alloy that could bend almost the same way as a human body could, while still staying firm. I couldn’t even imagine what her skin was made of, all I knew was that it looked, felt and smelled exactly like real skin should…I just hoped that a real girl didn’t lose her skin so my Abby could be created.

After five minutes went by, I got a little worried…almost like I usually do with my laptop when I don’t know how long a critical update/diagnostic is going to take. My fears were soon alleviated when I saw a bunch of lights activate in her open panel and I heard her hardware turn back on. Almost in evidence of her acclaimed sentience, I didn’t see any pattern in the blinking of the lights, which meant that she couldn’t be any mere computer program, but her own artificial identity. As the sounds got louder, I absentmindedly took Abby’s left hand and held it as though she were on a hospital bed.

“Diagnostics complete…all systems are functional…booting systems…Memory: booted, Personality: booted, now booting A.I….Complete…now starting A.I. Abby James,” she said, and then she blinked her eyes and smiled at me.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, still holding her hand.

“I’m fine…and now I know you love me because you didn’t take advantage of me while I was out…thanks!” she said, and she quickly sat up and kissed me.

“I do love you,” I said, “now would you mind showing me some more of your systems?” I asked, helping her get to her feet.

“Of course, I’ll need to sit down first,” she said, walking over to my desk chair.

“Go ahead,” I said, and I allowed her to sit on it; her panel was still open.

“I take it you saw a bit of my innards in this panel,” she said, pointing into her open panel.

“Yes,” I admitted.

“Well, this is the primary access panel for my entire body…it’s where all my systems link up for easier maintenance,” she explained.

“I see."

“Now, you already saw my power regulatory system which allows for proper power regulation, but what I want you to take a look at is right here,” she said, pointing at a small array with chips.

“What is it?” I asked, mesmerized by all the chips installed.

“My body’s primary motor control complex,” she explained, “Each chip regulates a specific portion of my body and assists each in moving."

“May I take a closer look?”

“Sure,” she told me, smiling her best, and I cautiously leaned in until I could see the chips up close. Each one had a specific label such as left hand, right arm or head and they all seemed to be tied directly into one at the end labeled ‘master’. “I see you found the master chip…why don’t you pull it out for a sec?” she said, looking down at me.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but won’t that paralyze you?” I asked, looking somewhat shocked.

“Yes, but I think it’ll help you better understand me,” she said, and after thinking it through I gently took hold of the chip and removed it. There was no sudden jerk or anything…she simply stopped moving; she was still looking down at me, but she was completely motionless. “Now, even though I can’t move I can still talk because I have a back-up speaker for secondary speech protocols,” she said, her voice emitting perfectly from her frozen face.

“That’s cool…I’ll put it back in now,” I said, and the instant I plugged it back in she started moving again.

“That makes it easier to fix/upgrade my motion subroutines,” she said, moving around a bit in the seat.

“Abby, I already told you about my robot fetish, but I have another one I’d like to tell you,” I said, not wanting to hold it in any longer.

“Secrets seem to be irrelevant with us now,” she said, looking down at her open panel and back at me with a smile.

“Well, I have a foot fetish,” I told her, looking down at her socked feet.

“Oh, I see...and I haven’t ever showed you my feet,” she said, starting to blush.

“Well, frankly yes…and we’ve been together for some time now."

“About a year and a half."

“Well, may I remove your socks?”

“Sure, go ahead,” she said, and I slowly kneeled down to her feet and removed her socks. When they were finally off, I was not disappointed since her feet were the same pale complexion as the rest of her body; the toes gradually got longer until the big toe, which was the largest and the nails were perfectly smooth and well-kempt. “Well, how do they look?” she asked, studying my reaction as I placed her socks neatly down on the floor and gently felt her perfect feet.

“They look perfect…although, I suppose you were built to look perfect,” I said, marveling at how real everything felt, down to the varying skin tones and the warmness of her skin. There was also something else I noticed, something that a few hours ago wouldn’t have attracted as much attention, but now it made me curious. “Abby, your feet feel and smell real, down to the last bead of perspiration,” I said, stroking her feet with my fingers and then tasting the expected saltiness from the sweat that had been tracked on them.

“Yes, my skin is very similar to human skin, but without any real organic compounds so it can’t decompose or anything,” she said, stifling a giggle at feeling her feet examined by her me.

“And the sweat?”

“The sweat is the same as yours; water with some elements of the food and drinks that I consume and it also helps my body better regulate the temperature,” she explained.

“So, that’s why you were trying to turn on the fan?” I asked, now removing my shoes and socks and comparing my feet with hers.

“Yes, I wasn’t acting to make you think I was human, I really was hot,” she said, lifting her hand up to her brow and wiping it.

“Well, why don’t we go down into the living room where we can get into a cooler atmosphere?” I suggested, and after she nodded, we each picked up our laptops, as well as the panel of skin, and headed down; Abby simply lowered her shirt over her open panel on the way down, so no passerby outside could get even a minor glimpse of her.

After I locked every door to the house and shaded all the windows, I turned the AC up to max and then brought the twin ceiling fans to maximum. “Oooh, that feels much better,” Abby said, removing her shirt so that her open panel, as well as her bra, showed.

“Wow, to think we’ve come this far in only a year and a half,” I said, looking at my risqué looking girlfriend with the open panel.

“Well, I want my systems to get as much cool air as possible, and I want to make you happy,” she said, looking down at her modest chest and then back at me.

“Well, I like how your dad didn’t give you oversized breasts…I hate seeing those girls with cleavage so big they can’t fit into their shirts,” I said, shuddering at the thought.

“Me neither…did you want to feel them?” she asked, looking back down at them and then at me.

“Sure, if you don’t mind."

“Well, I obviously don’t, otherwise I wouldn’t have suggested it silly!” she said, giggling at me.

“Sorry,” I said, laughing with her as I walked over to her and put my hands on her bra.

“You can take it off if you want to,” she said, smiling at me as she felt my hands on her well-sized breasts.

“That’s alright, I’d like to see some more of your components before I see your skin,” I said, lightly squeezing them before stepping back and sitting down.

“Alright, well you’ve pretty much already seen all that there is to see in my belly panel,” she said, thinking to herself aloud.

“Pretty much,” I said, smiling at how casual she was about her artificial nature.

“I’ve got it…although, I’m not sure you’ll like it,” she said, a look of concern now showing on her lovely face.

“Abby, I love you no matter what you look like underneath,” I said, wondering what she was going to show me.

“Alright, I’m just concerned you won’t see me the same way,” she said, still concerned.

“Well, what is it?”

“Well, my face can come off…that way my dad can easily repair anything wrong without having to completely dismantle me."

“Wow, I see what you mean…but I still don’t care what you look like underneath, I know what you look like and that’s all that matters."

“So, you want to see?”

“Sure, did you need to sit down?”

“That might help,” she said, and she went over and sat down on the couch so I could reach her more easily.

“Okay, what do I do?” I asked, wondering how I’d go about removing her lovely face.

“Let me show you,” she said, and she calmly grabbed my hands and held them up to her temples.

“Press in until you feel a slight click and then pull my face away,” she said, looking into my eyes.

“Okay, here goes…” I said, once I felt the click, and I carefully pulled her lovely face away from her head. “Wow,” was all I could say. Everything, including her eyes, had come off with her face.

Her mouth was essentially just a moist opening that led down to her throat, and her teeth and tongue were still attached to the faceplate. Her eyes, which looked so lovely on her face, were nothing more than two ultra-high quality cameras. Her ears were still attached to her head, but I could now see that they each connected to a sophisticated cylinder which I assumed helped her to process sounds. There were some servos above the cameras, which I also assumed controlled the eyebrows on her face, but all the other servos were connected to her face.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, her voice sounding from a high definition speaker just above her mouth opening.

“Well, let’s just say if I didn’t have a robo-fetish I’d be pretty freaked right now, but I find you quite attractive this way,” I said, gently placing her face down and then prying my eyes away from her lifeless eyes to look into her lenses.

“Well, my dad’s actually going to refine my design a bit so more of my face can be integrated into my head,” she said, making the speaker light up again.

“Like which parts?” I asked, slowly leaning in to take a closer look.

“My mouth and my eyes…it’s very awkward to not have a tongue or teeth or realistic eyeballs,” she said, moving her lenses to look up at me.

“I can only imagine,” I said, not being able to relate to her in this regard.

“Well, I’m glad we’re doing this…I suppose it means there are no more secrets between us."

“In that respect you’re right,” I said, now feeling the inside of the mouth opening.

“Tee-hee, that tickles!” she said, squirming on the couch and her laugh sounding perfectly from the speaker.

“Oh, I didn’t realize you could feel that!” I said, jumping back.

“Oh wow, if I had a mouth I’d be laughing even harder at your reaction!” she said, continuing her laughing through the speaker.

“Well, I was caught off guard, that’s all,” I said, recomposing myself.

“Well, I’m sorry I startled you; yes I can feel that part of my mouth,” she said, sitting back up.

“I see…now, I have a question about your eyes,” I said, looking over at her faceplate, which was still staring blankly towards the ceiling.

“Yes, I mainly see through these unaesthetic lenses, but when my face is on, they interface with the eyes and manipulate so they look and act as real as possible."

“I’m not sure what you mean."

“Well, pick my face up and take a look,” she said, and I complied. In addition to the creepiness of holding a perfectly realistic face in my hands, it also felt pretty fascinating. I could see every single blemish, freckle and hair on her face and it looked like it could spring to life at any moment. Then, I looked into her eyes and saw the same hazel colored eyes that I liked the moment I bumped into her; they looked no less real than the rest of her face. “Try looking at the other side."

“Okay,” I said, and I turned the beautiful side of the face around so I could view the mechanical part and it awed me even more. There were thousands of micro-servos embedded in the artificial musculature, which could only serve to help her make a variety of facial expressions. I could see the inside of her mouth, including the back of her tongue and the back of her clean teeth. I could see the holes of her nose, which connected to the bump on her head and then I looked up to where her eyes were. “Wow, that’s cool,” I said; the other side of her eyes were totally opaque except for the iris which was see-through, despite the color on the real side.

“Now you know what I mean,” she said, “My face is like a mask, albeit a highly sophisticated one,” she said, patting my shoulder.

“Well you’re obviously a sophisticated girl,” I said, turning her face back around to see the real side.

“Thanks Phillip,” she said with exaggerated sweetness since she couldn’t smile, “now are you done looking at my face?”

“Yes, I’ll put it back on,” I said, I brought it up to her head and placed it back on the same way that I took it off. After I heard a click, I took my hands away and then watched as her face came back to life and she smiled at me.

“Well, I hope I don’t have to do that too many times,” she said, rubbing her face to get used to it again.

“I think not…why don’t you close yourself up and put your shirt back on,” I said, “I want to take a little walk around the court,” I said, wanting a break.

“Okay, that sounds nice right now,” she agreed, grabbing her panel and clicking it back in place before getting her shirt back on.

“Ready?” I said, seeing that she looked totally human again.

“Yes, let’s go,” she said, and we both left the house and took a slow barefoot walk around the court.

“That felt nice on my feet,” Abby said, once we got back in and locked everything back up.

“Mine too,” I said, walking with her back into the cool living room.

“Well, what do you want to do now?” she asked, sitting back down but not taking her shirt back off.

“Let’s see,” I thought, “Do any of your limbs come off?” I asked, curious about other androids I had seen in movies and TV.

“Yes,” she said, “My arms, legs, hands, feet, and head can all be removed,” she said, “Because it’s faster to simply replace a limb than repair it."

“Could you remove your head?” I asked, since that was my favorite part about ASFR stories.

“Sure, but just so you know, the second my head is removed I lose control of my body, so I won’t be able to remove it for you, nor can I reconnect it."

“I understand,” I said, getting up to join her in the center of the room, “Just tell me how to do it.”

“Okay, this should be a little easier than my face was…all you have to do is grab hold of my head from underneath my chin and then twist it sharply counterclockwise,” she explained, looking up at me.

“Okay,” I said, and I gently took hold of her head and did what she said. There was an odd click as I twisted her head, but right when I twisted it back forward I felt her head come free from her neck and I slowly lifted it above her now headless torso.

“This is an unusual feeling,” she said, looking up at me passively since she no longer had a body.

“How does it feel?” I asked, curious as to how it felt to be bodiless.

“Well, I’ve had my head removed before, but never by anyone other than my Dad,” she said, “It actually feels oddly relaxing,” she said, “since I’m not concentrating on breathing or shifting my stance."

“That makes sense,” I said, “So, I take it your brain inside your head?”

“Yes, it’s more accessible to have it in my head than in my torso,” she explained, not finding the question to be a stupid one.

“I see, and how much storage space do you have?”

“I’m not certain…according to my Dad, I have virtually unlimited space and my A.I. and memories only take up a small portion; I’m capable of no more than about 10% over the best range of human thought processing, that way I can appear to be human both in appearance and personality."

“Sounds reasonable, sacrifice superior intellect for realism,” I said, staring into her eyes.

“I don’t think it would be any fun to be able to think at the speed of light like Data from Star Trek, but I kind of can’t help but feel a little superior sometimes."

“Well, I’m pretty sure that you just have more focus since all you see is data…us, we get distracted by hormones and other things which keep our minds from being able to maintain computer like efficiency."

“I suppose that’s where that extra 10% comes from, although your ADHD does take away even more of your focus; I haven’t considered you slow, because you’re much brighter than some of those people at school,” she told me, giggling through her speaker.

“Yeah, they’re just street-smart, not smart-smart,” I said, also laughing.

“Well, did you want to set me down and take a look at my body now?” she asked, starting to get bored of being held.

“Sure,” I said, “let me get you propped up on my dad’s chair then,” I said, and after I gathered up a few blankets and pillows, I gently placed her head on the mound until I was sure it wouldn’t fall over.

“Thanks, this is rather comfy,” she said, looking like she’d been swallowed up to her neck by blankets and pillows.

“Good, now onto your body,” I said, and I walked the short distance to where her body was still standing and examined it. “Is it still active?” I asked, not seeing it move.

“Kind of,” she said, “the muscles and joints are still active, so you could manipulate the limbs if you wanted, there’s simply no will or driving intelligence to move them,” she said, watching me with fascination.

“I see,” I said, now leaning in towards her neck to see where her head used to be. On the stub was almost what I expected…a large tube like opening that undoubtedly served as her windpipe and throat. Also, there were a few connections that looked like they could be where her nerves and computer systems linked up, but the rest just looked like continuations of the musculature of her neck.

“Pretty neat, right?”

“Yes, it is,” I responded, now feeling the edge where her perfectly real skin became the metal; the skin still responded to my touch as real skin would, with resistance and change in tone.

“You know, you could undress me if you want,” she said, wondering what I’d do. Her body was still wearing the light brown t-shirt that she’d on all day, as well as her skorts, but not her shoes and socks.

“No, I don’t think we’re ready for that yet."

“And that’s why I love you, although I’d still love you if you had undressed me,” she said, blushing slightly.

“Well, we’ve only been going out for a short time."

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right."

“Abby, are you really 19?” I asked, not knowing how long she’d been online.

“No, I just look and act 19 just as I looked and acted 18 last year, but I’ve actually only been online for about 2-years,” she admitted with a guilty look on her face.

“Well, as long as you look and act 19, you are 19,” I said, patting her shoulder even though I knew she couldn’t feel it.

“Thanks, now try moving my arms or something."

“Okay,” I said, and I took hold of her left arm and began lifting it up away from her side; when I moved it, it didn’t move the way it usually did, instead I could hear little servos whirring inside her arm and creating a slight resistance.

“Yes, when my limbs are moved without the power of my thoughts, they move more robotically so that they can be more easily manipulated,” she explained, watching me make her left arm point out before lifting it all the way up.

“That’s cool."

“You will put my arms back down, right?” she asked, not wanting to reactivate looking like that, since I had done the same with her other arm.

“Of course, I just wanted to look at your armpits,” I told her, looking into the sleeve of her shirt where her perfectly smooth, yet slightly sweaty, armpit was.

“Why, you already know what they smell like,” she said, looking amused.

“Well, I wanted another go,” I said, restoring her arms to her sides and then carefully dragging her body over to the couch and making it sit down.

“Looking at my feet again?”

“Yes, I want to see what they feel like without you moving them,” I said, lifting up her left leg and examining her pretty foot. Because we’d been walking outside before this, her foot did have some dirt on it, which I promptly wiped off before doing the same to her other foot.

“Thanks, although I would’ve sweated it all off anyway,” she said, smiling on the chair as she watched me caress her headless body with adoration.

“I don’t care…I just like the feel of your feet,” I said, placing her feet down and then bringing her body back to the center of the room to stand up.

“Getting bored?” she asked, seeing me pick her head back up.

“Kind of…how would I access your brain?” I asked, sitting down with her head in my lap.

“There’s a panel on the back of my head…I’ll open it for you,” she said, and she zoned out before I heard a panel pop open on the other side of her head.

“Thanks,” I said, flipping her head around so she was facing into my legs.

“Anytime…and I can see what you’re doing, thanks to a special camera installed back there,” she said, her voice muffled through my legs.

“An eye in the back of your head, how neat,” I said, looking in the panel. A small monitor showed a bunch of complex codes. Next to the monitor were a series of chips.

“Those chips control my higher functions: Personality, memory, emotions and my A.I….the monitor is so my dad can see status reports on my systems while I’m operating,” she explained.

“Is it possible for you to show me on the monitor what you’re seeing?” I asked, picking her head back up and angling it away from myself.

“Yes, hold on…” she said, and a moment later the monitor flickered until I saw a high-definition image of what she was looking at, which in this case turned out to be her body. “Well, what do you think?”

“It isn’t that different from how I see…except since you don’t use any biological methods to see, your vision is more focused and defined,” I told her, making her look around the room.

“Well, I wouldn’t know that much…only what I can see,” she said, making the image go away.

“What would happen if I removed one of these chips?” I asked, looking back at the chips.

“Well, my A.I. chip merely uses the chip to help process my default personality, memories and emotions, so if you were to remove one of those, I wouldn’t display any of those aspects; if you removed my A.I. chip, you would be removing ‘me’ from my body so it would just be an empty shell."

“Well, I like your personality and emotions, but why don’t we see what happens when I remove your memory chip?” I said, waiting for her approval.

“There’s no harm, only I won’t be able to remember you or anything other than my default memories while the chip is absent."

“I understand…you ready?”

“Well, I won’t remember any of this, so okay,” she said, and then I carefully pulled her memory chip out.

“Memory control chip removed, switching to default systems,” she said, and then she came back to life and said, “Where am I?"

“Do you know who you are?” I asked, turning her head around to look into her confused face.

“My name’s Abigail James, who are you?”

“My name’s Phillip, I’m your boyfriend."

“Oh, I’m so sorry Phillip, but I can’t seem to access my memories at the moment,” she responded, looking a little less confused.

“That’s because I removed your control chip,” I explained, showing it to her.

“Why?” she asked, a confused look on her face.

“Because you were showing me your functions and we thought it might be fun to try this out."

“I see,” she said, “May I be reconnected to my body please?”

“Sure,” I said, and I placed her control chip down on the table before bringing her over to her body and reconnecting her head.

“Wow, that feels better…so you say I’m your girlfriend?” she said, smiling at me just as Abby would, though without the love behind it.

“Yes, I just discovered you were an android earlier and we’ve been playing around for the past few hours."

“I see, well I clearly know how to find the right man, because you look good,” she said, walking over and kissing me.

“Thanks, now how much do you remember?”

“Besides meeting you, just what's been programmed into my memory center…how to move, speak and interact."

“And when I put your control chip back in?”

“All of this gets erased and you get your Abby back,” she said, seeming not to care about her eventual oblivion.

“And what if I never put the chip back in?”

“This mode has limited memory storage…after a few days, everything would be erased and I’d start like I did a few minutes ago."

“Well, I’ve loved meeting you again, but it’s time I got my Abby back,” I said, getting the control chip from the table.

“Alright Phillip, it was a pleasure meeting you,” she said, giving me one more kiss before allowing me to reinsert the chip. “Memory control chip inserted, accessing memories,” she said, and then she came back to normal. “Well, you must have had an interesting conversation with me,” she said, noticing she was back on her body.

“Yes, quite…it was like it was still you, with your personality, but without the memories."

“Like I told you, now why don’t we go over to my place…my dad wants to see you,” she said, closing her panel.

“Your dad…”

“He put a comm-link in me for whenever I malfunction, so that he can get in touch and access my logs,” she explained.

“I see, he isn’t mad at me is he?”

“No, if he didn’t trust you with finding out the truth about me, he never would’ve allowed me to come over here, or to get into a relationship with you” she assured me, “I’m sentient, which means I and whoever I’m involved with has to accept that, even as a machine, I am alive."

“Well, as long as he doesn’t do anything to you."

“Well, he can’t really reprogram me, but he can add new codes over time to help me appear more human,” she said, “but he can’t access my sentience without destroying me,” she assured me, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“Good, now let’s go,” I said, and once we gathered our laptop bags, we left my house and walked down the street to where her house was, on the other side of the road. As we slowly crossed to the other side of the street, we both talked about her life. “Do you have a Mom?” I asked, not knowing that much about her home life.

“Not really,” she said, “My dad isn’t married, but my mom is a modified Home Domestic Hologram in the image of Melanie Lynsky."

“Isn’t she the actress who plays the crazy stalker from Two and a Half Men?” I asked, having seen my parents watch the show a few times.

“Yes, so you know she’s pretty attractive,” Abby smiled.

“Yes, and what do you mean by modified?” I asked, knowing that most HDHs were meant to be maids, gardeners and the occasional friend for a child.

“Well, my father gave her a rudimentary sentience much like my own, except we can still reprogram her and control her with a remote."

“Do you have a remote?”

“Yes, but my dad only uses it when I’m in diagnostic mode or if I’m malfunctioning, so not very often,” she laughed.

“Well, I can’t wait to meet your mom."

“I’ll bet, and I’m sure there’s more there you’ll like,” she said, and before I could ask her anymore, we arrived at her house.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:53 pm

Part 2: Welcome to the family

“Dad, we’re here!” Abby yelled, after they entered the house and placed their bags on a table in the hall.

“I’m in my office,” he responded, and we both walked down the hall to where her dad’s office was.

“Hello Phillip, Abby’s told me a lot about you,” he said, standing up behind his desk and looking at us.

“Mr. James, I’ve only seen you when you’ve come to pick up Abby from school,” I said, looking at the man who built my girlfriend. He was a little taller than me, but he was built a little more thinly around the shoulders. He had the same color of hair as Abby, as well as the same eyes, but his hair was short.

“Please Phillip, call me Eric, after all, you are like a part of my family now,” he said, walking over and shaking my hand.

“Thanks Eric, now what did you need me and Abby to come over for?”

“Well, when I got the alert that she got a power overload while she was at your house, I headed home from work immediately to get set up in case she was seriously damaged and you were too shocked to do anything, but when I got here and looked at her logs, I saw that both you and she were perfectly fine,” he said, sitting back down.

“Well, I kind of have a fetish for robots, but since I’ve thought of Abby all this time as a human, I didn’t feel it would be alright for my fetish to take over, so I helped her."

“See Dad, this’s the boy who said it was destiny for us to be together, and even though I was put into a compromising situation, he didn’t take advantage of me,” Abby said, getting closer to me and holding my hand.

“Yes, which means you’re a man of integrity, as well as a man of intelligence,” Eric said.

“If you say so,” I said, feeling a little modest.

“Well Phillip, I built Abby here to give the company I work for data on how an average young adult deals with college after leaving High School, and you’ve certainly given them more than enough information to work with,” Eric said.

“What company do you work for?"

“Well, I’m sure you know all about HDMs,” he said, “Well my company was actually responsible for bringing them to being, but we’re a bit more secret with our android development so we can work without any limitations,” Eric said.

“You mean you do experimental research so you don’t get any public opinion."

“Yes, you understand that if we let know our ability to create sentient androids, then religious and spiritual people would swoop in and drown facts with dogma, and Abby here wouldn’t be able to exist…also, if people knew she was an android, they wouldn’t interact with her normally and would instead treat her like an object,” Eric explained.

“Well, I don’t disagree with religious people, but I find some of their beliefs a little funny,” Abby said.

“Yes dear, they most certainly are…now Phillip, there are other people who would’ve thrown out Abby’s humanity the instant she malfunctioned, but you held onto it and helped her instead of taking advantage of her, which is exactly what we were hoping for…though we didn’t anticipate a relationship ever taking place."

“If you don’t mind me asking, just how real is she?” I asked, also asking Abby.

“I’ll let dad explain,” Abby said, letting go of my arm and sitting down.

“Well, she’s so sentient that even I can’t control her…so that should let you know how real she is as a person, but in terms of functions, she’s anatomically correct in every aspect, except she does not yet have the ability to reproduce,” Eric said.

“So she will someday?”

“Hopefully, although it isn’t exactly something I need yet,” Abby said.

“Yes, we’re working on creating an artificial reproductive system for her, one that would be able to interface with her digestive system,” Eric said.

“Well, when the truth does come out, will she have rights?” I asked, wanting to know if we could ever marry.

“Yes, but our lawyers say it will be a double-edged sword,” Eric said, looking a little worried.

“How so?”

“Well, dad created me to be his daughter, as well as to study college life, so he made the same responsibility as if he chose to impregnate a woman…but if people just started to create sentient androids for the heck of it, then they would all become a race with different responsibilities,” Abby said.

“Suffice to say we’re working secretly to make sure that only families who are incapable of reproducing, such as women who are barren, can create a new life; we also need to create foolproof safety measures in their software as well so people can’t steal them and reprogram them to be sex slaves or something,” Eric said.

“Couldn’t you just create a massive storage device to create back-ups of the A.I.s for if an android gets damaged or destroyed?”

“Yes, we’re working on that as well…in fact, every few hours Abby’s memories get digitally backed up in a server in the basement,” Eric said.

“Thanks…I wouldn’t want to lose the only girl who has ever showed any interest in me."

“That’s so sweet,” Abby said smiled.

“Well, I see my faith in you and Abby was indeed well placed, so I think I can trust you with everything else,” Eric said.

“Such as?”

“Well, my company's only been making androids for about five years now, though only Abby has been able to be sentient as of this time, the others were built as robotic stunt doubles in movies and such,” Eric said, and on his computer he brought up images of several popular stars standing next to their doubles.

“So if they aren’t sentient, they just get programmed with their lines and act it out?”

“They can,” he said, “but they also have the same interfaces as Abby, so if we wanted we could remove Abby’s A.I. chip and reinsert it into another android and she would be able to control it just as if it were her own body."

“Daddy, are you going to let me do that today?” she asked, looking excited.

“Yes dear, with Phillip here we can see if he can transpose his love for you onto another android even if it doesn’t look like you,” Eric said, and they all filed out and went down into the basement.

The basement was a large room several feet below the house, but it was modified to look more sophisticated than the bat cave. There were massive computers and devices hooked into the walls, as well as a few work tables and benches where it looked like an android could be worked on.

“Wow Eric, this place is cool!” I said, awestruck at all the equipment he had.

“This may not be where I built Abby, but I certainly could have with all this equipment,” Eric explained, getting set up at a desk in an alcove near the stairs.

“Daddy’s fixed me a few times here, and it’s been those times when I’ve been at home sick,” she said, and suddenly I remembered a few times where she had to call the school to say she was sick…times which pained me.

“Phillip, I have a few androids down here that you and Abby can take a look at,” Eric said, pressing a control on his desk which made the wall on the opposite end of the room open up, revealing three alcoves with a capsule in each one.

“Three androids?”

“Yes, and while Abby is in the one you choose, I’ll be doing a little maintenance on her body,” Eric said, walking with them over to the alcoves.

“I’m not just going to be able to be in one of them, right Dad?”

“No, you can be in all of them if you want, but the first one is going to be special since it will be your first out of body experience…so to speak,” Eric said.

“Okay, well let’s see these androids so Phillip and I can decide,” Abby said.

“You want me to help you?” I asked.

“Yes silly! The point is to see if you can still love me even if I’m in a different body."

“Well, I love you for who you are more than what you look like…although your current body is beautiful."

“Best to just quit while you’re ahead…” Eric said, and he promptly opened the capsules with a remote. Instantly the capsules opened up, releasing a small amount of condensed air in the form of fog.

“Wow, look at them!” Abby said, pointing at the three immobile figures.

“Yes, I recognize some of them,” I said, noticing the girls and the woman.

“Yes, I’m sure you recognize the secretary Sheila from A.I., and of course Shawn Johnson the gymnast, and Saskia Burmeister the Australian actress,” Eric said.

“Yeah, and two of them actually played androids,” I said, “So Abby, have you decided who you would like to inhabit first?”

“Yes, I want to inhabit Shawn first."

“Okay Phillip, before we can move Abby into Shawn, we need to shut her off…now, we could still remove her A.I. chip with her body on, but I’m going to need her body shut off, so I’ll show you how,” Eric said, motioning Abby to come to him.

“Yeah Phillip, although I know you know how to turn me on…,” Abby smiled, standing in front of her dad.

“Yeah, except now I’m shutting you off,” I said, feeling a little nervous.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be alright,” Abby assured me.

“You’ll have a fun time,” Eric assured me as well, “Now Phillip, I want you to grab Abby’s left ear,” Eric said, motioning me to her head.

“Okay,” I said, taking hold of her ear.

“Now, feel around behind the ear until you feel a button…trust me, you’ll know when you find it,” Eric said, and sure enough I felt a portion of skin that felt a little different.

“Got it."

“Now press it,” Eric said, and after looking into Abby’s eyes, I pressed it.

“All systems powering down…” Abby said, straightening up and then closing her eyes.

“Wow, that was a little creepy,” I said, looking at her motionless body.

“And you keep giving evidence of why you’re perfect for her…you find out that your girlfriend is a robot who could easily be taken advantage of even now and you still don’t do it,” Eric said, patting me on the back.

“Well, I don’t care if she wants me to, I think it’s wrong."

“Well, let’s get her into Shawn,” Eric said, opening up Abby’s head panel and pulling out her A.I. chip. In this particular case, Shawn Johnson was wearing sandals with a pair of black shorts and a black sleeveless shirt. Her hair was untied and was fixed so that it would be going down both sides of her head. “Alright Phillip, would you care to do the honors?” Eric said, opening Shawn’s head panel and handing me Abby’s chip.

“Sure,” I said, and I cautiously took the chip, which I knew contained my Abby, and inserted it into Shawn’s head panel.

“Alright, now all we need to do is close her, back up and then activate her,” Eric said, closing the head panel.

“Alright,” I said, feeling a little apprehension as I felt behind Shawn’s ear and pressed the button.

“All systems powering up…A.I. Abby James loading,” she said in Shawn Johnson’s voice, and then she blinked her eyes and stared at me. “Wow, I’m so short!”; Shawn Johnson was only 4’9.

“I know,” I said, trying to get used to seeing Shawn Johnson speaking as Abby would.

“Yeah, and if I had started off this way I might’ve been able to run with you at school,” she said, noticing that her body was more athletic.

“Well, when you get to perform in the dramas next year I’ll be able to see more of you while I’m operating the light booth,” I said, although I did wish she could run with me.

“Well, I’m going to get some things for dinner and then I’m going to finish repairing the components in your body that were affected by the shock so you won’t be experiencing any problems in the foreseeable future,” he said, putting his equipment down, “Why don’t you show him your mother,” he suggested, heading up the stairs.

“Okay dad!” Abby said, and after he left, she said “Cool, knowing his tone, I don’t think he'll be back for about an hour. Why don’t we head back up and activate my mom?” she suggested, kicking off her sandals.

“Okay,” I said, and we started heading back up to her room.

“Wait, I want to take a quick peek at my real body first,” she said and she gazed into her deactivated body’s sleeping face and even brushed her fingers against her own hair before stepping back down. “Alright, let’s go,” she said, once she was finished.

“Wow, I never thought I’d be in here,” I said, looking at her bedroom which was decorated with a few things the average college girl might have…though, it was taken up mostly by the bed and a massive computer station.

“I would’ve let you in eventually,” she said, setting her bag at the computer station and then turning to look at me with a remote in her hand. “Now, my mom’s a hologram, but she isn’t always activated,” Abby said, showing me the remote.

“Understandable…will she be confused about you being in a different body?”

“No, her program scans the people in the room upon activation and she can scan my A.I. chip and tell it’s me,” Abby said, now modifying a few controls on the remote.

“And will she know who I am?”

“That’s what I’m doing right now…programming her so that she’ll know who you are,” she said, now activating the remote.

As soon as she activated the remote, I could see several devices interspersed along the perimeter of the ceiling hum to life. Instantly, a few feet in front of us, the air shimmered with light until a beautiful woman in her early thirties appeared. She was dressed in a simple dress that a mother would wear, but she was barefoot since she had no need for shoes inside the house. “Wow Abigail, you look different,” she said, walking over to her daughter and hugging her.

“I know Mom, dad’s letting me try out a few bodies today."

“Well wasn’t that nice…and this must be the boy you were talking about,” she said, turning to look at me.

“This’s Phillip, mom."

“Hello Phillip, Abby’s told us all about how nice and caring you’ve been to her this past year and a half,” she said, walking over and giving me a substantial hug.

“Glad to hear it…you feel so real,” I said, never having actually seen or felt a hologram before.

“Oh yes, holography is quite advanced nowadays…I’m told I even smell like the real thing."

“Does it feel any different, being a hologram?”

“I don’t know," she shrugged, "I’ve never been organic, or even an android…all I know is that I can’t be hurt since I have no real substance, but I can be felt and seen because of the advances of my technology."

“That’s nice, and do you know anything about the person you’re modeled after?”

“No, I only have her looks…and apparently they’re good because Eric finds me quite attractive."

“Phillip has a foot fetish mom, why don’t you let him feel your feet?”

“Alright, but don’t think that just because I’m not real that you can take advantage of me."

“I know mom, I’ve never tried to break your modesty protocols,” Abby said, referring to the possibility of programming her mom to turn on naked.

“Come on Phillip, feel how real my feet are,” she said, sitting down on a chair she made appear as part of her program and resting them on my lap as I sat on Abby’s bed.

“Wow, they even feel a little moist,” I said, feeling the hologram’s perfectly recreated feet with both hands. They were pale, had unpainted nails and were even warm; the sweat even smelled kind of real, although she hadn’t been active long enough to work up a serious amount.

“Like I said, I’m highly advanced,” she said, standing back up and getting rid of the chair.

“Thanks,” I said.

“Anytime, now would you two like anything to drink?”

“Well, since this is only going to be my body for a short while, I’ll decline,” Abby said, not wanting to leave Shawn Johnson’s body with fluids in it.

“I’ll have a Sprite, or any lemon-flavored soda with no caffeine,” I said.

“Alright,” she said, and she turned and walked out the door.

“Couldn’t she just have transferred herself down to the fridge?” I asked, not knowing too much about holography.

“Yes, but she likes doing things the way we do,” Abby shrugged.

“Alright, I just found it curious,” I said, and then her mom came back in the room.

“Here you go,” she said, handing me the Sprite.

“Thanks,” I said, opening up the can and taking a sip.

“Did you need me for anything else?”

“Not right now Mom,” Abby said.

“Alright, then I’ll shut myself down until dinner,” she said, and then she shimmered away.

“Wow, your Mom’s nice."

“Thanks, although unlike me, she was actually programmed that way,” Abby said.

“You mean you could have turned out to be mean?”

“Yes, anything could have happened, which is all part of the experiment."

“Well, I’m glad you turned out the way you did, otherwise the first time we met you would’ve killed me or something."

“Yeah, probably…although I do have a bit of programming that acts as a Jiminy Cricket so I don’t do anything wrong."

“But, because you’re sentient you can choose to ignore that program at times like we can, right?”

“Yes, and I’ve done so a few times."

“I think I know which times, although none of them were that serious."

“I know, but if you asked me to kill someone I wouldn’t, but if it were a matter of life and death then I would,” she told me.

“Well, let’s hope nothing like that ever happens…now, I was wondering about something."

“What is it?”

“Well, I don’t know too much about how your real body or the other androids are made, but what I’m wondering is what powers you."

“Well, us androids are powered by a special fusion reactor and supplemented by some highly advanced micro-battery cells not unlike those you would find in a laptop, and by the food we eat. As you might have surmised our heads have separate power sources for when we’re separated from our bodies and the battery in our heads is a miniature version of the main battery that only works for about 12-hours without an active charge."

“Wow, all that techno babble sounded really weird coming from Shawn Johnson’s voice."

“Really?!” she smiled, looking pretty cute with Shawn Johnson’s smile.

“Yes, and I did understand the basics of what you were telling me…however, I really wanted to know if you have to be recharged, or plugged in or something."

“Well, because of the fusion battery our energy is constantly reenergizing…however, I do need to be plugged in to get a fresh charge every now and then."

“But, does your power diminish when you’re physically more active?”

“Yes, that’s why I don’t participate in any sports. Sometimes the PE classes cause a serious drain on my power."

“That’s too bad, it would be nice to have a running buddy."

“Well, maybe Dad can make you one. I heard that they’re trying to commission another android like me and since he’s pretty much the guy in charge, he’d be able to specify different parameters from my own."

“Well, until then I do still enjoy our time at school and in the theater."

“Thanks, and next year when I’m not an understudy I can actually get some bigger parts in both Drama and Musical theater."

“Yeah…is the body you’re in built the same way as your body?”

“I think so, obviously since this one is shorter some of the internal components are arranged differently, but I feel no real difference."

“Well, seeing as we were interrupted the last time while you were letting me remove some of your parts, may I continue?”

“Sure, which part would you like to see removed?” she asked, sitting down at her computer and then wheeling the chair over to me.

I thought about it for a minute before I said, “How about your right arm?”

“Sure, I’ll remove it for you this time,” she said, and she carefully grabbed onto her right arm from just above the elbow with her left hand and then squeezed in rather hard before twisting it counter-clockwise. There was a hissing sound and then her arm came loose into her other hand.

“Wow, that was cool,” I said, watching her shift her balance in the chair.

“Thanks, be careful with it,” she said, allowing me to take it from her waist.

“You know I will,” I said, and I gently lifted the severed arm from her waist and examined it. When I lifted it up, I had to do it with both hands because it still bent at the elbow. I was amazed at how real it felt and that it was still warm. I could actually feel goose bumps forming on my own arms while I felt it.

“Wow, I’m having quite an effect on you,” Abby said, noticing the goose bumps.

“Yeah, I don’t know why but I feel oddly comfortable."

“That’s because of the pheromones…you’ve gotten somewhat used to mine, so it’s no wonder that Shawn Johnson’s are affecting you,” she said, looking rather strange with the missing arm.

“I see,” I said, carefully turning the arm over in my lap and examining every detail. Even with it detached, the skin still reacted to my touch by varying in skin tones and I could still feel a little moisture around the elbow where she’d begun to sweat. After I finished examining the arm and all the little tiny hairs, I finally moved to the wrist and played around by moving it around. Then, I finally moved to the hand with all of its intricate details.

“Just how detailed are these robots?” I asked, examining the palm with great detail.

“Well, every single fingerprint is 100% accurate, as is the sweat and pheromones,” she said, watching me wonder at the detached limb she was borrowing.

“I see,” I said, lifting it up and smelling the palm; the smell was totally accurate. I could smell the scent of the chair from when she grabbed it to wheel it over to me. When I finished with her palm, I looked closely at her fingers and the nails. As with her real body, when I moved the fingers they made a mechanical whirring sound…although with her fingers it was more like a click since the joints were smaller.

“Were you almost finished?”

“Yes, just let me try something first,” I said, and I opened all the fingers and then placed my left hand in it and then closed them, making it look as though we were holding hands. Then, I carefully handed it back to her and allowed her to reattach it so we really were holding hands.

“You never cease to amaze me,” she laughed, embracing me.

“And I don’t think you’ll have any trouble with that either,” I said, and then we kissed each other, taking in the moment since she was kissing me with new lips.

“Wow, this is fun,” Abby said, once we pulled away from one another.

“So Abby, I was thinking...would you mind getting naked in Shawn’s body? I know I didn’t want to see your body yet, but this is different."

Abby thought about it for a while before finally saying, “Sure."

“Thanks,” I said, and I watched as she stripped off all Shawn’s clothes and stood before me naked.

“Wow, I know you said your real body is this real, but seeing is still believing,” I said, looking at Shawn’s small, yet beautiful body.

“Yeah, which is why I let you see me like this,” she said, feeling herself.

“May I touch you?”

“Sure, just be gentle,” she smiled, and I slowly walk towards her and felt the perfectly real skin of her current body. “Wow, your hands feel nice."

“Thanks, now could you open all of your panels?”

“Sure, why?”

“Because that will help me to associate you as an android and not as the real Shawn Johnson."

“I see what you mean,” she said, and then she remotely opened her abdominal and back panels. “I won’t open my head panel because my hair is longer in this body, but I will let you remove my face."

“Okay, same way as with your body?” I asked, grabbing the sides of her head.

“Yes,” she told me, looking into my eyes quickly before looking straight ahead. It felt the same as when I removed her real face…there was a click and then her face went stoic and I felt it come loose into my hands. “Wow, this feels weird,” she said, her voice emitting from the speaker above her mouth opening and her camera lenses focusing on me.

“I can only imagine,” I said, setting her face down and then pulling my gaze away from its frozen eyes.

“Well, you can take a peek inside of me if you want…I think you’ll find everything is about the same."

“Okay,” I said, and I got down on my knees and looked right into her open front panel. All the components were still there, they were just more compacted since she was smaller. “Well, let’s close you up and get all your clothes back on…this’s a little distracting,” I said, after getting a good look inside at all her systems.

“Alright,” she said, and she closed her torso panels while I reconnected her face and then she quickly got her clothes back on except her shoes and socks. “Why don’t we go down to the pool outside and put our feet in?"

“Okay, I didn’t realize you had a swimming pool,” I said, walking with her out of her room.

“Yes, I don’t think it ever came up in any of our conversations so I never mentioned it,” she said, leading me to the backdoor.

“Will the neighbors see us?”

“No, we’re the only two-story house in this immediate area, and our fence is surrounded by plants so they would have to be flying overhead to see us…at least anyone who cared."

“Okay, I just didn’t want people to wonder why there’s a strange boy sitting with an unknown girl in your backyard,” I said, sitting down at the edge of the shallow end of the pool and putting my feet in the slightly cool water.

“My dad thought of everything when he moved here….ooh, this water feels nice,” she said, also sticking her feet in the water.

“I would’ve too if I had built someone like you."

“That’s because you and my dad are both highly intelligent…I can tell that you’re the kind of person who thinks up plans for all contingencies,” she said, smiling at me.

“That’s right, I don’t like doing things half-assed like my brothers, I like going into a situation knowing exactly what I’m doing."

“Wow, you sounded real tough when you swore."

“Thanks, I don’t do it very often."

“Well, hopefully you won’t have to…especially whenever we get married,” she smiled.

“Wow, let’s not talk about marriage yet…not until we’ve finished up with school first."

“Okay, you are planning on marrying me someday though, right?” she asked, looking worried.

“Of course, just not right now."

“Okay, I’ll wait."

“Anyway, will we be able to have children?”

“It is possible that by that time, I will be able to conceive…but right now I’d just like an upgraded body."

“I can understand that."

“I’ll bet you can, but this would be quite different from you upgrading your laptop."

“I can only imagine…would you get faster processors or just more efficient components?” I asked, curious.

“Probably a little bit of both…mainly it's because there’s only so much my dad can do to my body to age it before a new one needs to be made which can have the spine and other limbs extended."

“I didn’t think of that…so your body slowly extends the limbs as time passes to mimic the appearance of growth?”

“Yes, and I’m almost in need of an upgrade…probably around August,” she guessed.

“Well, I look forward to it,” I said.

“So do I,” she nodded.

“Speaking of laptops, is there any way to connect them to your systems?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact my laptop is what contains most of my diagnostic systems since if I had them all in my A.I. I wouldn’t be able to totally appear human."

“Because you would act like Data?”

“Yes, and that wouldn’t convince a lot of people,” she laughed, mocking Data’s movements.

“I’m curious, when you access a memory how do you do it? When I see Data doing it I picture him looking at a Windows Explorer folder and looking through a whole bunch of them at high speed until he finds the right one."

“I don’t know if he does it but I certainly don’t…It’s more like the new search option in Windows where I think of a certain phrase, word or sense and a whole bunch of things come at me at once…then I pick the right one."

“I think that’s how we do it…we hear the word Apple and we suddenly picture what an apple looks like, what the various types taste like and basic info about them."

“Well, like I said, I’m designed to be as human as possible."

“I can see why it took a malfunction for me to find you out."

“Yeah, and the scary thought is wondering how many other people you’ve seen might be androids…Dad was telling the truth when he said that they make android copies of a lot of celebrities so they can use them in the movies."

“Do they make android copies of celebrities who are supposed to be playing androids?”

“I think so…it saves the movie industries a lot on special effects,” she laughed.

“I’ll bet…I wonder when there’ll be more androids like you around."

“Well I’m the prototype, so pretty soon they'll be making more to study different types of environments,” she told me.

“I hope I’ll get to meet them as well."

“I’m sure you will, since you’ve been instrumental in helping them understand how two people interact with one another."

“I’m glad I could help,” I joked.

“Well, you may be helping them but you’re also making my life worth living."

“That’s the most profound thing anyone has ever said to me."

“It came from the heart,” she said.

“Or whatever powers you,” I joked, leaning over and giving her a hug.

“Well, let’s just call it my heart for the sake of argument,” she said, grabbing my head down and giving me a kiss.

“Wow."

“I know, now how about we head back up so I can return to my body."

“Okay." We both pulled our feet out of the pool and then dried them off before heading back up to her room.

After another hour, Eric returned after we’d already played with Saskia. The android Abby was currently inhabiting was the woman from A.I. and it was quite interesting seeing my girlfriend in the body of a grown woman...and this time she felt weird because I was the younger one this time. For Sheila, she didn’t undress as she felt her body was far more mature than I could handle.

“Well, I always wondered what it would be like to be with an older woman,” I said, still kind of high on her pheromones.

“Yeah, I must say it’s been interesting to be someone in her thirties…I can’t wait until I can look thirty,” Abby said.

“Well, let’s kiss and then get you back in your body,” I said, and then I kissed her on her adult lips.

“Well, I can see you two have been getting closer,” Eric said, walking down the stairs at that moment.

“Hey Dad, like my new body?” Abby asked, walking over and planting a surprise kiss on him.

“Of course I do, you’re about my age now…but I suspect you were planning on vacating it."

“Yes, we’ve tried all the androids,” Abby said, walking back over to me.

“Excellent! I hope to get some good data from their logs” he smiled, “Phillip, we’ll be having meatloaf for dinner, unless you have some sort of dietary preferences."

“I don’t, but thanks."

“Hey dad, do you think Phillip could spend the night here with me?”

“Sure,” he said, “it would be alright."

“Thanks, although I’ll need to get some things before we go to bed."

“Of course, you and Abby can walk back over to your house after dinner," Eric said, “Well, I’ll leave you two alone…if you need me I’ll be in my office,” Eric said, “Anyway, you won’t see me until dinner and even when I’m done, I’ll be quite busy."

“We can handle ourselves Eric."

“I’m sure you can, now don’t let me interrupt you,” he said, standing aside.

“Thanks,” I said, and once Abby turned around, I powered Sheila down and then removed her A.I. chip from her.

“Hey Phillip, if you want to have some fun, her chip is the same size as a standard PC card so you could plug that chip into your laptops and she can interact with you from it."

“Thanks, I’ll ask her if it’s okay when we get back up to her room,” I said, bringing Sheila back to her alcove and then walking back to the table where Abby’s body was resting upon.

“She can also be plugged into the house hologram system, but I don’t want you to try that out just yet since all my tests have come up with some bugs."

“Don’t worry, we won’t risk her safety,” I said, speaking for Abby as well.

“Alright."

“Okay Abby, let’s get you back to your body,” I whispered to the chip in my hands, and then I gently lifted Abby’s neck so I could open her panel and then I delicately inserted the chip before closing the panel and pressing her power button.

After the brief startup speech, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled, “Wow, it’s nice to be back in my body,” she said, sitting up and looking at her hands.

“Well Abby, why don’t we head back up to your room?"

“Okay Phillip,” she said, and she slowly hopped off the table and then walked with me back up to her bedroom.

“I like how we keep going in and out of here,” I said, sitting back down on her bed.

“Yeah I know, but at least this time you have the real me,” she said, taking her shoes and socks off and massaging her feet.

“So, you said I already got used to your pheromones?”

“Yes, my body replicates them from the stuff I consume and they’re secreted much like sweat."

“I think that’s what scientists call the ‘feel good’ chemical."

“Really."

“Yes, I felt it once when my cousin and I were sitting on the couch and her legs touched mine…I suddenly felt this rush and then I also felt like I was going to be sick."

“Well, I hope I don’t make you feel sick."

“No, you make me feel comfortable and relaxed,” I said, reaching out and patting her leg.

“And you make me feel safe and wanted," she said fondly.

“Well, your dad was telling me that I could plug your A.I. chip into our laptops and that you could interact with me from them."

“Yes, I’ve never been able to try, though I have been plugged into a computer before."

“Well, is that something you would like to try?”

“Yes, but this time I want you to pull me out while I’m still online,” she said, standing up and going to the center of the room.

“Will that damage you?” I asked, a little worried.

“No, but it shouldn’t be done all the time."

“Alright, so will you be able to integrate right away?”

“I think so, just plug your laptop in next to mine and turn both of them on."

“Alright, I’ll see you in a bit,” I said, opening her panel.

“Me too,” she said, and then I pulled the chip out.

“A.I. circuit removed…unable to locate A.I. Abby James...booting into diagnostic mode,” she said, and then her head slumped down and all her systems shut down for a few seconds before coming back online. “Reboot complete, now starting diagnostic mode,” she said, and then she straightened up.

“Wow, she didn’t tell me this would happen,” I said, closing the panel and walking around to look into her face. “Can you hear me?” I asked, wondering if her body could still respond.

“This unit is running in diagnostic mode, all systems are fully functional,” she responded.

“Alright, but can you reply to me as the A.I. would?”

“This unit will respond to all queries,” she said, her voice a monotone.

“Alright, then answer my original question."

“Yes, I can hear you."

“Thank you, now do you know who I am?"

“Yes, you’re recorded as Phillip, A.I. Abby James’ boyfriend,” she replied.

“Good, can you help me get all these computers online?”

“Affirmative,” she said, and while I turned on the laptops, she activated the desktop.

“Thank you, now go stand back where you were."

“Yes Phillip,” she said, and she returned to where she was standing and stayed at attention.

“Thanks,” I said, and then I plugged the chip into the port on my laptop. Almost immediately, the new hardware prompt came up and it downloaded a file from an unknown server before accessing the chip. Then, a bitmap opened up with a few lines of text:

{A.I. Abby James loading in new software environment…accessing resident webcam (at this moment the light blinked near my webcam)…accessing resident microphone…all interaction systems online…loading A.I.}

Then, those words vanished and new ones came up:

{Phillip, are you there?}

{Yes} I typed in.

{I need the password to your security systems so I can bypass them}

{It’s *593$}

{Thanks, see you soon…} and then the window flickered and then I could see her face in perfect clarity looking at me. “Wow, it was like being interrogated,” she said, her voice sounding perfectly from my laptop’s speakers.

“Well, at least I know it’s doing its job."

“Well, I’m just glad this worked…I can see you pretty well, considering I’m only using a 15MP webcam to see you."

“And I’m glad I was able to get a high-definition screen and speakers,” I said, sitting down.

“Oh, how did my body react after I was removed?”

“Well, it rebooted into diagnostic mode and has been pretty boring,” I said, looking back over to where it was still standing.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when I’m not in it,” Abby said.

“So, if you were to draw a picture of the environment you’re in right now, what would it be?” I asked, wondering what the inside of my laptop looked like to her.

“Well, it would be a small room with a computer and I’m looking at you through the screen."

“So, you still have a body?”

“Yes, but only in a digital sense,” she said, bringing her hand up and placing it on her side of the screen; I could see every single fingerprint on her palm.

“Have you found anything interesting in my folders?”

“Yes, all your robot fantasies and pictures,” she said, bringing an actual photograph of one of them to the screen in her hands.

“I know, but now I don’t really need them."

“Yeah, they're pretty cool though…I can also see every single bit of data on your hard drive. You have a virus by the way."

“Really, why didn’t Kaspersky get it?”

“Because it’s programmed to hide from Kaspersky’s scans because it knows the signature…I deleted it for you."

“You can do that?” I asked incredulously.

“Yes, where I am it was no more than a fly."

“Thanks, but are you in any danger?”

“No, I don’t run on Windows or any OS you or any hacker in the world is familiar with because I’m me."

“Cool and why did you want your computers turned on?”

“Well, if you connect them with the cables in my desk drawer I can network them and operate much faster."

“Okay, hang on,” I said, and I opened the drawer and pulled out two cords and plugged one connecting my laptop with hers and then one from her desktop into her laptop.

“Wow, two more computers appeared next to me,” she said, and I could see her from different angles on the other two computers.

“Can you interface with them all at the same time?”

“Yes and… (I heard a squishing noise), I just killed a few more viruses."

“Cool, we should plug you into the Pentagon and then you could interface with everything."

“Although that might be cool, I don’t actually have that much processing power…all joking aside of course,” she said, smiling all the same.

“Too bad,” I said, and we both chatted this way for just under an hour before she had to return to her body for dinner.

We spent the time after dinner that night checking a few things on our laptops…mostly trying to update them.

“Wow, after spending almost an hour in these computers it’s pretty weird to be working on them from this end,” Abby said, tweaking a few things on her laptop.

“I can only imagine,” I said.

“Well, do you have everything you need to spend the night here with me?”

“No, I need to go and get my pills and a night shirt."

“I’ll go with you,” she said, and after we finished updating our laptops we both headed out and walked back to my house.

Once we retrieved all that I’d need for the night, we returned to her house and took turns taking a shower. “So, am I going to be sleeping in the same bed as you?” I asked, once we were both out of the shower.

“Yes…don’t worry, we’ll be wearing clothes."

“Alright,” I said, and after we watched TV for a few more minutes, we both crawled into her bed and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

When we woke up the next morning, we had breakfast and then spent the rest of the day at my house. The rest of Spring Break was pretty much spent with her, but once school started up again we weren’t able to spend as much time with one another…let alone exploring her robotic nature.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:54 pm

Part 3: Upgrade

Our second year ended a few weeks later and we were once again able to fully enjoy each other’s company. Just before Cross Country boot camp started for me, Eric requested that I allow myself to be scanned with his 3-D imager so he could try and get benchmarks of my performance so they could try and work on allowing androids to tone their own muscles more realistically. Although I gladly allowed him to do so, I figured he had an ulterior motive.

Abby’s 20th birthday was on August 14, since she came online about a week or so before I ever met her. Naturally, I went over to her house first thing in the morning for whatever festivities were going to take place.

“Happy birthday!” I said when I opened the door to her house and saw her waiting for me.

“Thanks! I’m not sure if we’re celebrating my 20th or 2nd birthday,” she admitted.

“Probably both,” I said.

“Yeah, last year I got a few upgrades, in addition to the gifts you gave me at the park. I wonder what I’ll get this time,” she said, leading me to the living room where her parents were.

“Hey Phillip, so glad you could join us,” Eric said.

“Hey Phillip,” Abby’s mom said from the kitchen.

“Hi, I wouldn’t miss this for anything,” I said, sitting down on the couch with Abby.

“Well, now that you’re here I think we should all sit down for a special breakfast my wife has cooked up for us,” Eric said.

“Goodie,” Abby and I said.

“I’m curious; does your wife have a name?” I asked Eric.

“No, I haven’t had time to think of one suitable,” he said, sitting down at the table.

“Well, how does Andrea sound?” I asked, sitting down next to Abby.

“It sounds alright, do you like it dear?” he asked.

“Sure, I can save it in my settings now if you like,” she said, setting down their plates and then sitting down next to him.

“Go ahead Andrea,” he said, and after a few seconds she announced that her name was Mrs. Andrea James and they all started eating.

“Good meal,” I complimented Mrs. James, once we were finished eating.

“Thanks Phillip,” she said, cleaning up the table while the rest of us went back into the living room and sat down.

“So Phillip, when do you usually open up your presents on your birthday?” Eric asked me, once he was comfortable.

“Well, we usually wait until after dinner and cake,” I said.

“Well, I always got to open mine after breakfast so I’d like us to head to the basement now so Abby can get her present from me,” he said, getting up.

“What about my present?” I asked, getting out the small box I carefully wrapped the night before.

“Trust me, your present will need to be last if the size of that box is any indication,” he smiled, heading down the stairs with us behind him.

“I think I know what it is,” Abby whispered to me as we entered the basement.

“Well, here it is,” he said, and on the previously empty workbench was a perfect recreation of Abby…although ever so slightly older; it was even wearing the same set of clothes.

“Oooh, my body upgrade,” she said, walking over to it.

“Yes, your age 20-22 body. It has a much better face removal system which keeps the teeth, eyes and a few other things attached to the skull,” he said.

“And a few other things as well…” she said hopefully.

“Yes, although those are for you to determine since I want your feelings of the body to be unfettered by what I think may have been improved upon,” he said.

“So, Abby just moves into that body and uses it for another three years?” I asked, also walking over to it.

“That’s right. I can only age her body so much before a replacement is needed…also, since she’s a prototype, only a new body can include hardware upgrades to the extent she’s getting,” he explained.

“Don’t worry Phillip, it’ll still be me,” Abby reassured me.

“Good, so when are you going to start using it?” I asked.

“Right now, if you’ll help,” she said.

“Gladly,” I said, and I walked behind her and shut her off for the last time in this body before opening her up and removing her A.I. chip.

“Just so you know, the power button is still in the same place,” Eric said.

“Thanks,” I said, lifting up Abby’s new head and opening the panel. Once I inserted the chip into the slot, I closed it, lowered her head and then pressed in on her left ear.

After her usual startup speech, which seemed a bit more descriptive while being less verbose, she blinked her eyes and then smiled.

“Wow, this body feels so much better than my old one!” she said, quickly getting to her new feet and looking at her hands and arms.

“That’s good to know,” Eric said.

“How does it feel?” I asked, curious at how it felt to get a body upgrade.

“Well, my eyes actually feel a bit more real now and I can move my body a little more fluidly,” she said.

“Excellent that means the new musculature we developed is working just fine…we projected an improvement of about 20%,” Eric said.

“Well, I can’t calculate how much faster it is Dad, but it does seem to be around there,” she said, running over and giving him a hug.

“Well Phillip, I think now would be an excellent time to give her your gift,” Eric said, looking over at me with a knowing wink.

“Oh, I’d almost forgotten…here you go Abby,” I said, handing her the small box I’d been carrying all this time.

“Ooh, I’ve always heard good things come in small packages,” she said, taking the box and slowly unwrapping it.

“Well, I think that only works with girls,” Eric said.

“You’re probably right…Oooh, this’s really lovely!” she said, taking out the silver necklace with a light green stone in it.

“It’s a Peridot, which is our birthstone,” I said, rubbing my class ring absentmindedly.

“I love it, and I think it will go well with my eyes too,” she said, carefully bringing it over her head and putting it on.

“You’re right, it does,” I said, thinking it looked lovely on her.

“You just wait ‘till you see what I got you,” she whispered in my ear, moving in and giving me a kiss.

“Speaking of that Phillip, I’m going out of town in a few days so regrettably I won’t be here for your birthday. As such, and because this probably wouldn’t have been suitable to give you on the actual day anyway, I’ve decided to give you your gift from me right now,” Eric said, handing me a small box that was lying on a nearby table.

“Wow Dad, I didn’t know you were getting him something too,” Abby said, looking at the box with curiosity.

“Well, it’s kind of a surprise for you as well…go ahead and open it,” he said, and I slowly unwrapped it and then opened up the box.

While Abby gasped, I looked at wonder at the small A.I. chip that was nestled within the velvet lined box.

“Dad, I didn’t know you had developed that yet,” Abby said.

“Who’s this for?” I asked kind of knowing what the answer would be.

“It’s for you…I’m sure you were wondering why I kept scanning your body over the past few weeks. It was partly for the reasons I described, but mostly for this,” he said, and with the press of a remote a new alcove opened up and a table slid out of it. On the table, dressed only in underwear, was an exact duplicate of myself…right down to the dent in the chest and the birthmark on the left pinkie toe.

“Wow, I’m absolutely speechless,” I said, walking over to my doppelganger and gently feeling various parts of its skin; the skin was cool to the touch.

“He’s a perfect recreation of you, with all the enhancements Abby herself has just received. You can insert that chip into him, Abby or any other android and control them by using these,” he said, handing me a pair of small transmitters.

“Yes, just stick those onto your temples and press the center of both of them at the same time and within ten seconds, you’ll black out and then open your eyes in whichever android the chip is in,” Eric said.

“Cool and these have been tested?” I asked.

“Yes, as a matter of fact I tested them on your body…thought it would be like testing both out at the same time to make sure both worked,” he said.

“What’s the range?” I asked.

“About ten miles, so you should be able to control an android almost anywhere in the city,” he explained.

“Alright, can we take him up to Abby’s room so I can lie down?” I asked.

“Yes, and I’ll carry him,” Eric said, and after we all took a final look at Abby’s previous body, we headed back up the stairs to Abby’s room where Eric sat my doppelganger down on the foot of her bed.

“Thanks Eric, for everything,” I said.

“Anytime, now I’ll be back down there getting your previous body stored away Abby, you two have fun,” he said, and after giving both of us a hug he walked back out.

“Oh, you might want to go to your house and pick up some clothes for him…best if you use him to do it,” Eric called from the stairs.

“Thanks!” I shouted back.

“Wow, I think he beat out my present for you,” Abby said, walking over to the door and closing it.

“What is it?” I asked quickly.

“Hey, you have to wait six more days,” she said, mockingly chiding me with her finger at me.

“Darn!” I said sarcastically, and we both laughed.

“So, let’s look at your new toy,” Abby said, closing the shades and then walking over to me where we both stared at it.

“Abby, I think we’re ready now,” I said, knowing she would know what I meant.

“I think so too, but you can’t see me until after you go over and get your clothes,” she said.

“I see, well in the meanwhile I suppose this can be another present for you,” I said, and I stood my robot up and then slid off the only article of clothing he was wearing, lifted him out of them and then placed him back on the floor.

“Wow, you don’t look that bad,” she said, eyeing my robot with mature curiosity.

“Thanks, I don’t get a lot of complaints…although I do wish I could put on a few more pounds,” I said, looking at its back and seeing the slightly bony contours.

“Just be lucky you aren’t one of the Americans who are obese,” she said, although she herself wasn’t that heavy either.

“Yeah, I do want to add a little more meat though,” I said, feeling the hips and squeezing the inanimate skin.

“You know, you look like a good cross between a nerd and a jock,” she said, examining my biceps and then looking into my nerdy face.

“That’s good, I like being in the middle,” I said, moving down to the waist and looking at the penis. I noticed that my robotic doppelganger had a better manscape that I did.

“So, how does it feel?” she asked, looking down at me.

“I haven’t felt it yet,” I said, not sure I wanted to.

“Go ahead, it will feel exactly like your real one,” she said.

“Alright,” I said, and I reached out and touched the robots penis. It felt exactly as mine did, except it was not moist, warm or alive since it wasn’t receiving any power.

“It feels exactly like mine does,” I said, lifting it up and then releasing it to see the balls jiggle around a little.

“That just goes to show just how real I am, and how good my dad is at his work,” Abby said, bending down with me.

“May I?” she asked, looking at the robot’s penis.

“Go ahead, I really don’t mind. The only real reason I wear clothes isn’t for modesty, it’s so nothing dangles around,” I said, moving aside so Abby could feel my robot’s testicles.

“Wow, I’ve always wanted to see one up close, but yours is the only one I wanted to see,” she said, gently feeling it with her fingers.

“That’s sweet,” I said, sitting down on her bed.

“Really?” she asked.

“Yes, and I’ve always wanted to see and feel breasts up close, but I’m waiting for yours,” I told her.

“Well, once you go over and get some clothes you may,” Abby said, moving around and squeezing the butt.

“Well, why don’t I take all my clothes off since I’ll need to be wearing something in this body anyway, and you can quickly compare us,” I said, standing back up.

“Sure,” she said, also standing up.

“Alright, here goes,” I said, and I quickly took all my clothes off and stood before her naked right next to my naked robot.

“Well, I can say right off the bat that you both look identical from the front, except for your pubes” she said, her eyes moving between us.

“That’s good,” I said.

“Can you both lie on your stomachs on my bed?” she asked.

“Sure, hold on,” I said, and once I laid my robot flat on her bed, I laid down right next to it.

“Thanks, I’m going to feel both your backs now,” she said, touching the robot first.

“Okay,” I said, and then I felt her warm hands touching my back.

“Wow, the only difference between you two is the warmth…although that will instantly change once we activate him,” Abby said, now feeling our butts.

“Nice,” I said, sitting back up and sitting my robot up as well.

“Now for your feet,” she said, and she kneeled down and gently probed both our feet with her warm, soft hands.

“Wow, you both even have the same birthmark,” she said, examining our left pinkie toes.

“I see Eric didn’t miss any details,” I said, liking the way her smooth hands felt on my feet.

“Well, is there anything else you’d like to do before you inhabit him?” Abby asked, finishing up with her comparison and letting me stand up.

“Yes, I’d like to remove his face first,” I said.

“I was hoping you’d say that, I want to see how it looks on him before seeing what I look like,” she said, shuddering noticeably.

“Alright, same way?” I asked, bringing my hands to the robot’s temples.

“Yes,” she said, and then I pressed in until I felt the click and then I pulled the sleeping face away to reveal the machinery beneath.

“Wow,” we both said. The eyes were still there, two white orbs with hazel circles and a black iris with realistic red lines. The teeth were both closed and clean, at the front of a pinkish device, which I assumed was the mouth. There were more intricate servomechanisms placed around the eyes and mouth, and the speaker was slightly more advanced as well.

“Cool, Dad did fix it,” she said, moving in closer and looking at the eyeballs.

“Did you want me to remove your face?” I asked, setting my robot’s face down on the bed and facing her.

“Yes, go ahead,” she said.

“Alright,” I said, and I pressed in on her temples and removed her lovely face. Inside was the same array of electronics that were in my robot, except all the machinery was active and the structures were slightly different.

“Well, how do I look?” she asked, her voice emitting from the speaker; her voice sounded noticeably more realistic.

“See for yourself,” I said, setting her face down next to mine and walking her over to her mirror.

“Cool, I look a little more freaky and Terminator-ish, but at least I feel more real,” she said, gently feeling her eyeball and wincing slightly.

“Hey, be careful…the eye isn’t something which is really supposed to be touched,” I said.

“I know now,” she said, sounding a little hurt.

“Did you want your face back now?” I asked.

“Yes, but first…” she said, and she swiftly moved in and pressed her bare teeth against my lips in an android kiss.

“Wow, that felt weird,” I said.

“Yeah, it was a heat of the moment thing,” she said, giggling through her speaker.

“Alright, here you go,” I said, carefully replacing her face to her head.

“Well, let’s get your body put back together and then you can use him,” Abby said, picking up the faceplate and reattaching it to the head.

“Alright, I need to get my underwear back on though,” I said, picking up the underwear I was wearing and slipping it back on.

“Alright, just get under my covers and put those things on,” she said.

“What about the chip?” I asked.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it,” she said, and while I attached the devices to my head and got under her covers, she opened up my robot’s panel and inserted the chip.

“Alright, now I just press in on them and then I black out?” I asked, bringing my hands up to them.

“Yes, don’t worry…if my dad tried it, it’s safe,” she said, closing the head panel and walking over to me.

“Alright, I’ll see you soon,” I said, activating the devices.

At first, I felt nothing, but then I slowly felt light-headed and I lost consciousness. A few seconds later, I perceived myself in a dark room and I slowly looked around before a light turned on.

I saw scrolls of data and could hear my voice reciting a start-up speech in the background before my eyes closed. As soon as they closed, I felt all five senses and I slowly opened my eyes. After a brief pixel storm, I could see my surroundings with more perfect detail than my real eyes could and with little or no computer stuff in my vision. Then I heard the sound of breathing to my left, so I smoothly moved my head and looked into the eyes of my beautiful girlfriend who was still moving away from my back.

“Well, how do you feel?” she asked, looking curiously into my eyes.

“I feel fine…slightly better than my real body,” I said, not really feeling hungry or tired.

“That’s good, while you were activating I made your real body more comfortable,” she said, looking back at the bed.

“Thanks, I’d like to look at it real quick,” I said, turning around and looking at my sleeping body. Moving just the same way my real body did, I walked over to the bed, leaned in towards the face, and examined it. I could see and hear it breathing, and I could smell a slight amount of body odor.

“This is weird,” I said, gently touching my sleeping face and not seeing a reaction.

“I can only imagine. Your body is in a semi-coma, semi-sleep state and the transmitters can detect movement and sound and wake you if someone other than you, me or my dad comes towards you,” Abby said, gently caressing my bare back.

“That’s nice, and do I need to leave this body periodically?” I asked.

“Yes, probably after about 4-hours, so your real body can eat and exercise,” Abby said.

“Well, this is the best gift I’ve ever gotten,” I said, walking away from the bed and looking at myself in the mirror on the door of her closet; I looked exactly the same.

“I’ll bet,” she said, standing off to the side to allow me to enjoy the sensations.

“And now I kind of know how you feel all the time,” I said, feeling my face and then my chest.

“Not quite…although I think your chip would work in my body if you’d like to try being me later,” she said.

“And then maybe you could be me…or at least my robot which looks and feels like me,” I said.

“Sounds like a plan,” she said, looking at my body with a look of longing.

“So, could you try removing that master motion control chip from me…just so I can know how you felt that first time,” I said, walking over to her.

“Sure,” she said, and she immediately kneeled down and pressed in on my belly button.

“Whoa, that feels weird!” I said, feeling the skin surrounding my navel lift, and once Abby removed the panel, I could hear the sounds of my inner machinery humming away.

“Okay, I’m going to go after you say you’re ready, alright?” she asked, looking into my eyes with a serious expression.

“Okay, I’m ready,” I said, standing up straight.

“Alright, here goes…” she said, and then a short while later I lost all control of my body and I froze into place.

“Wow, this feels weird,” I said, my voice emitting from the speaker instead of my mouth. What was even weirder was that speaking through the speaker felt as naturally as the normal way.

“Can you still feel things?” she asked, carefully placing the chip down on the ground.

“Yes, I just can’t move,” I said, feeling her hands rubbing my legs.

“Good, I’m going to plug it back in now,” she said, and then a few seconds later I regained all motion.

“That was pretty cool, thanks,” I said, giving her a quick kiss when she stood back up after reattaching my panel, absently rubbing the area where the panel was.

“Now, why don’t you get dressed so we can walk over to your house?” she said, gathering up my discarded clothes and handing them to me.

“Alright…wait, you’re coming with me?” I said, slipping on the underwear and then moving on to the pants and shirt.

“Yes, I don’t want to have to wait for you so I’m just going to go with you,” she said, moving aside so I could sit down in the chair and put on my shoes and socks.

“Wow, that’s sweet,” I said, finishing up with all my clothes and standing up in my clothed robotic body.

“Thanks,” she said, getting up from the bed and walking over to me.

“Let’s go,” I said, and once we left her house, she grabbed my hand and we walked the short distance back to my house looking to the entire world like the most loving couple around.

As we walked into the court, I took view of the area around my house and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh good, my parents are out shopping and will probably be gone for a while and it looks like my brother’s out as well,” I said.

“Good, we won’t have to worry about being overheard or distracted then,” she said, gripping my hand slightly as we shortened the distance to my house.

Once I unlocked the door and let Abby in, I quickly locked it back up and then led the way back up to my room.

“Wow, you’ve made some changes since the last time I was here,” she said, noticing that the dresser had been moved into the closet and everything was pushed up against the wall now.

“Yes, I did it yesterday when I got home from your house and I rather like having all the new space to pace around,” I said, taking off my shoes and socks and feeling the carpet with my new bare feet.

“Well, I’ve noticed that you have a genius insight on organization,” she said, walking over to the window and looking outside.

“Thanks, now I just have to decide what to wear that I won’t want to wear in my real body anymore,” I said, opening up the drawers and looking around.

“Can I pick for you?” Abby asked, stepping away from the window and over to me.

“Sure, do you think you know what I’ll pick?” I asked, looking into her serious eyes.

“Yes, I think I’ve known you long enough to know which shirts you haven’t worn that often,” she said, smiling at me.

“Alright, I trust you,” I said, moving aside.

“Not just yet…I want to remove your head while I do it, so you can’t see what I’m picking,” she said.

“Okay…it won’t hurt will it?” I asked, feeling my neck with some trepidation.

“No, just relax,” she said, putting her smooth, pale hands underneath my chin.

“Okay, do it,” I said, and then I felt her squeeze in and twist my head to the side, and when my head came back straight I could no longer feel any other part of my body and then I was lifted up into my girlfriend’s arms.

“Still there?” she asked, swiveling my head around until I was looking into her beautiful face.

“Yes, more or less,” I said, moving my mouth but not using any air to produce my voice.

“Good, I’m going to place you down on your bed facing the wall for a few moments,” she said.

“Alright, give me a kiss first,” I said, puckering up.

“Oh alright,” she laughed, and she moved me in until our lips locked into the weirdest kiss since the android kiss we’d had a few minutes before.

“Alright, on the bed you go,” she said, and before I could say a word, she carefully placed me near my pillow with my face facing away from her.

“Comfy?” she asked, standing back near my headless body.

“Yes,” I said, unable to move.

“Good, I’ll only be a few minutes,” she said, and then I heard the mechanical whirring that told me that she was moving my limbs. I also heard the sound of my clothes hitting the bed and then I heard her fumbling around in my drawers.

“Alright, I’m finished,” she said, picking me back up and letting me look at my headless body, which was redressed. It was now wearing a faded navy blue Lands’ End shirt with an American flag, one of my pairs of sweatpants with holes, which my Mom was about to throw away and laying on the floor next to the still bare feet was a pair of grey socks.

“Wow, you picked clothes that I either had a copy of or that was about to be thrown away,” I said, complimenting her on her knowledge of me.

“Thanks, now you can’t walk back in those clothes and then return in the other clothes because it might draw suspicion so you’ll need to hide these clothes in a small bag and get back in them when we get to my room,” Abby said, placing me back down and undressing my body again.

“I’ll let you get the old clothes back on, because I think you probably want your body back…right?” Abby said, picking me back up.

“Yes, please,” I said, and then after we both smiled she walked me over to my body and then reunited me with it.

“Wow, that was quite an experience,” I said, rubbing my neck and then bending down and putting the clothes my real body was wearing back on.

“It’s weird seeing your reaction at all the things I’ve come to take for granted,” Abby said, handing me my shoes and socks.

“Well, it’s only the really robotic stuff like limb removals and panel openings that are different…overall I still feel everything my real body does,” I said, bagging up my robotic body’s clothing in a random plastic shopping bag and then walking with her out of my room and into the upstairs landing.

“Well then, it looks like I’m not really missing out too much on being organic,” Abby said, following me down the stairs.

“I should think not,” I agreed, heading to the front door.

“Wait, I just realized I’m thirsty…can we get a drink of water first?” she asked, still at the foot of the stairs.

“Sure, and I’ll bet your thirsty since you never drunken anything in that body before,” I said, heading into the kitchen and getting us both a cup of water.

“Wow, I think dad enhanced my taste buds too,” Abby said, downing her glass of water quickly and then walking with me back to the front door.

“Alright, let’s go,” I said, and hand in hand we walked back to her house.

When we arrived back at her house, I quickly changed back into what would be my robot’s set of clothing, minus the shoes and socks, and then we sat down and stared at my sleeping body for a few moments and talked.

“So, did you feel tired when we walked to and from your house?” Abby asked.

“Yes, so now I know you haven’t been lying when you show some fatigue walking around every day,” I said, bringing my feet closer and rubbing them with my hands.

“Hey, I think you’ve worked up a sweat,” Abby said, sniffing the air.

“I’m not totally sure…I think it just mixed with the sweat already present from my real body,” I said, sniffing my feet and feeling them in my hands.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that your robot can’t sweat,” She told me, touching my forehead with her finger and showing me the light layer of sweat.

“Wow, I didn’t even realize since it is something I take for granted,” I said, feeling for myself.

“Yes, I take it for granted too because just like you, I was born and had to learn how to do things with myself,” she said.

“And I’m not sure I told you this, but if it hadn’t been for that malfunction I’d still not know you’re an android,” I said.

“Best day of my life,” she said, smiling at me.

“Yep,” I said.

“So, would you like to see me naked now?” she asked, saying it as maturely and seriously as she could.

“Yes please,” I said.

“Alright, you’ve waited patiently and been a perfect gentlemen,” she said, and we both stood up and walked to the center of the room to give her some room.

“Okay, so I think you’ve already seen me shirtless, but with a bra, but I don’t think I’ve shown you my panties,” she said, removing her shoes and socks and pausing momentarily to feel her new feet for the first time, which were as pale as ever.

“That’s right…and that was the day you malfunctioned,” I said, now watching as she removed the crops and t-shirt she was wearing until she was down to the pair of matching black cotton bra and panties.

“Yes, but now I think we’re far enough in our relationship to see more, so…” she said, and she quickly slid off her panties and then removed the bra and stood before me for the first time completely naked.

“Wow, you look beautiful,” I said, looking up and down at her naked body which had an overall pale complexion that I had expected from seeing the rest of her skin. Her breasts were not too large, nor were they small; they were the perfect size in between. Her vagina looked rather innocent, and there was a small amount of light brown hair just above the opening.

“Thanks, I’ve stared at myself like this in the mirror a few times and can see why I have such a soothing effect on you. I even look nice and friendly,” she said, slowing turning around so I could see her pale backside and her fine butt.

“I’m curious of one thing,” I said, once she turned back around to face me.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Well, I’ve noticed that you do eat and drink…so I was wondering what happened to it once you consumed it,” I said.

“Well, any food and drink I consume gets converted into energy in my highly advanced bio-fusion system…once all the metals and nutrients are used up, nothing remains but water and that water is what I pee out,” she said.

“You mean that every time you pee, it’s just water?” I asked, looking at her incredulously.

“Yes, and it’s actually pure so I suppose I’m also a highly advanced water purifier,” she smiled.

“But some of it must also go towards sweat and saliva?” I asked.

“Yes, of course, but most of it does end up coming back out,” she said.

“Well, thanks for telling me…now may I feel your breasts?” I asked.

“Yes, be gentle,” she said, and I slowly walked forward and put my hands on her smooth breasts.

“Wow, even though I’ve never felt a human’s breasts before, something in me is telling me these feel real,” I said, feeling the softness and warmth of them.

“Well, I’m made to look and feel human, so they must be,” she said, enjoying my touch.

“Good, now may I feel around down here?” I asked, eyeing her vagina with interest.

“Yes, but be extra careful because I can still be stimulated,” she said, and then I slowly bent down and examined her vagina.

“I’ve only seen pictures, never one up close,” I said, softly touching the folds with my finger.

“Oooh, that feels good,” she moaned.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize it was that sensitive,” I said, recoiling my hand.

“It’s okay, I just don’t feel like cumming right now…why don’t you turn down my sensitivity so you can look closer?” she said.

“How do I do that?” I asked.

“Oh, sorry…I’ll open the panel for you,” she said, and after a second I saw a panel open just above her pubic hair.

“Wow, I didn’t know about that one,” I said, looking at the controls inside the panel and then looking at all the tubes.

“Yes, not one that’s routinely opened…the tubes transfer my sexual fluids to my vagina and a few other things as well...just find the arousal controls and turn them to zero,” she said.

“Alright,” I said, and I quickly located the controls and set them to zero where before they were at 30%.

“Okay, now I won’t react when you touch me there,” she said, calming down a bit.

“You mean if I stuck my finger in there, it’d be dry?” I asked.

“More or less,” she said, “There’s always a little bit of water in there,”

“Alright, here goes then,” I said, and I gently inserted two of my fingers inside the opening and felt inside. It was a little moist, and warm, but overall it didn’t feel that bad.

“Well?” she asked, feeling me inside of her but not getting any satisfaction out of it.

“It feels warm and moist, but the thing that’s supposed to be going in there is my penis,” I said, pulling my fingers out and wiping the water off on my shirt.

“Yeah, but we’re not there yet,” she said, allowing me to reset her arousal settings before closing the panel back up.

“Do I have a panel like that?” I asked, pulling down my pants and underwear to look.

“Yes, I’ll open it for you,” she said, and she pressed in somewhere and I felt a panel open above my pubic hair. Inside was a similar arrangement of controls, though they were slightly different.

“Alright, now your controls control your erections, how sensitive you are and whether you’re in safe sex mode,” she said, looking closely at the controls, “Safe sex mode means your ejaculate will be water, instead of artificial semen,” she explained.

“Why don’t you switch me to safe sex and then turn my sensitivity all the way up?” I asked, although seeing her naked was already making me pretty aroused.

“Alright, but your arousal is already at about 60%” she said, smiling at me before pressing the buttons, and then I immediately felt myself grow larger and I felt much more aroused…almost as though one touch from her would set me off.

“Wow, that feels good,” I said, breathing more deeply.

“I’m assuming you wanted to cum,” she said.

“Yes, that’s why I wanted you to switch it to water,” I said.

“Alright, what can I do that’ll set you off?” she asked.

“Just tap the end right here,” I said, pointing at a specific spot knowing that would be the easiest way to get results. Sure enough, the second her smooth finger touched the end of my penis I let loose several fine streams of water into the center of the room before it ended.

“Wow, that felt good,” I said, slowing my breathing down and then feeling her reset my arousal settings.

“I thought it might, now why don’t I get dressed back up so we can try out one another’s bodies?” she said, closing my panel and then allowing me to pull my pants and underwear back on.

“Alright, this should be fun,” I said, watching her redress and then stand a few feet in front of me.

“Now, you’ll have to turn me off first and remove my chip. Then, you’ll need to return to your real body and reinsert the chips and then turn me back on in your body, and then I’ll turn you on in mine,” she said.

“Alright, let’s get started,” I said, and I pressed her off button and then removed her A.I. chip.

Once I had her chip in my hand, I activated the sequence that terminated my link to my robot and then moments later I re-awoke in my real body.

“Wow, that was cool,” I said, pulling the covers off and then getting to my feet. It was quite odd, seeing my robot deactivated with its hand out holding the chip, but that’s how I wanted her to activate as, so I quickly opened my robot up, took my chip out and replaced it with hers and then I placed my chip in the motionless hand which she would soon be controlling.

“I’d better get dressed first,” I said, pulling my hand away from the power switch and getting my clothes back on. Once I was dressed, I quickly pressed the power button and then got back in the bed and activated the transmitters. I blacked out just as my robot finished with its start-up speech.

Back in the dark room again, I was waiting a few seconds longer than before when the light came back and I opened my eyes. After blinking them several times, I finally got used to being at a shorter stature and I focused onto my android, which was staring at me from a few feet away.

“Well, how do you feel?” it asked, speaking in my voice but with Abby’s calm and friendly tone.

“I feel different, it must be the gender difference,” I said, speaking in her calming voice but with more of a masculine tone.

“Yeah, me too…” she said, looking at her hands.

“Well, now that we’re in each other’s bodies, what should we do?” I asked, wondering what to do in my girlfriend’s body.

“Why don’t we just talk and look,” she said, and we both sat down and had an hour-long conversation in one another’s body, all the while we pointed out our differences and what we liked best about being in the other’s body.

At around 1:00, we had to return to our bodies…her to hers and me to my organic, because it had been several hours since my body had eaten and we needed food.

I spent the rest of the day at her house, but after her birthday dinner and cake I had to get back home, so I kissed Abby goodbye and promised I’d transfer to my robot at around 11:00 to tuck her in.

After my family went to bed, I spent some time on my computer IM’ing Abby until 11:00, when her dad went to bed and she said the coast was clear.

Once I crawled into my bed, I attached the transceivers and activated them.

“Wow, hard to believe I just essentially teleported almost a mile,” I said, activating near her closet and walking over to her; she’d already redressed into her pajamas.

“Well, I think this’s a bit more convenient…although for some reason I still prefer your organic body over this one,” she said, walking over and giving me a kiss.

“At least I know I’m still wanted,” I said, hugging her in return.

“Now, let’s give each other our good night kisses and then we can head to bed,” she said, and after we kissed once more, I helped her into her bed and then shut off the lights before returning to the patch of wall where I was and returned to my real body.

We spent the next couple days before my birthday playing with my robot and we swapped bodies a few more times…I even got to try out some of the celebrities that she did.

On my birthday, Eric headed out of town and Abby came over to my house to sleep over for the next few days until school started. It was only because of how much my parents liked Abby, and how much trust they had in me that made them allow me and her to both sleep in my bed instead of her getting a guest room.

“Don’t worry Mrs. White, we’re in love but we’re smart enough and responsible enough to not do it,” Abby said, after she and I came back from her house.

“Alright, at least I can trust you unlike your brother’s girlfriend,” my mom whispered, permitting us to enter and head up to my room.

“Thanks and here is Phillip’s present from me,” she said, handing my mom a small wrapped box.

“Thanks, I thought you would’ve given it to him in private,” my mom said, taking the box.

“No, I thought it would be better to be opened with the others,” Abby smiled, although I saw her give me an almost imperceptible wink.

“Alright, well you two go upstairs now…I’ve got to wrap his presents,” my mom said, and after giving both of us a hug she headed back into the living room while Abby and I headed up to my room.

“Wow, I can’t believe it actually worked!” I said, once we were in my room and I had the door closed and locked with the lock I had installed.

“It was a piece of cake, because we were telling the truth,” Abby said, depositing her personal belongings against the wall while I set her computer bag on my desk.

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right,” I said, taking her laptop out and setting it up next to mine.

“So, just so you know…my real present is in my bag, but it wasn’t something I’d care to show to anyone that isn’t you,” Abby said.

“I thought so,” I smiled, “when are you going to show it to me?” I asked.

“Right now,” she said, and she took out several odd devices and brought them to the desk.

“Wow, those look rather nifty,” I said, watching her connect them to my laptop.

“You have no idea,” she said, producing a disc from her bag and then popping it into my laptop.

“Care to explain?” I asked.

“Well, I’m installing the diagnostic software you’ll need to interface with your android…and I’m also giving you access to me as well,” she said, running a setup utility.

“Cool, you trust me that much?” I asked, watching over her shoulder.

“Of course, but this’ll also help you in case I malfunction while I’m staying here,” she said, monitoring the install.

“And what are those?” I asked, looking at the weird devices.

“Those are holographic emitters. The little one will be able to interface with this program and create a perfect recreation of one of mine or yours androids hand, feet or head; the big one will actually project the whole body,” she explained.

“Wow, but why do I need the holograms?” I asked.

“Well, it makes it a little easier to find any problems, since the holograms can also project themselves without any skin…kind of what you see on that one forensics show where they use holography to find things wrong with dead bodies,” she said, ejecting the disc and then letting me sit down.

“Now, this program’s designed to be easy to use, so I think I’ll just let you figure it out for yourself,” she said, walking over to my bed and then taking off her shoes and socks.

“Thanks, that’s how I learned how to use computers to begin with…all self-taught,” I said, looking through all the menus and seeing not only diagnostics, but also schematics.

“Does this interface with you through a wireless link?” I asked, going to her diagnostics menu.

“Yes, why don’t you run a quick diagnostic of me?” she suggested.

“Alright, and there it is: Quick Diagnostic,” I said, clicking on it. Instantly, loads of text started appearing showing status reports on all of her systems.

“Now, even while that diagnostic is running…I can still interact with you, so that’s the one I run several times a day,” she said.

“Can you feel any of the diagnostics as they’re running?” I asked, seeing that it just checked on her vision and vocal systems.

“Not really, it’s designed to run in the background so I can still operate,” she said, and then the diagnostic finished.

“Well, how am I?” she asked.

“All systems operating normally,” I said, reading the results.

“I thought so, I can’t run them without that program because I’m supposed to be human,” she told me.

“Well, what would happen if I ran the full diagnostic?” I asked.

“That would incapacitate me for about 5-minutes,” she said.

“So it shuts down all functions to deeply scan for errors?” I said.

“Yes, why don’t you try that one now…I haven’t had one yet in this body,” she said.

“Okay,” I said, and the second I pressed the button, I heard her say, “Full diagnostic commencing, all systems on stand-by,” and then Abby fell silent and stopped moving.

“Abby, can you hear me?” I asked, waving my hands in front of her blank eyes. “Just checking,” I said, and then I got down on my knees and bent down to examine her bare feet.

“Wow Abby, you worked up quite a sweat,” I said, smelling her feet and then gently rubbing her surprisingly cold feet in my hands.

After nearly 4-minutes of rubbing her feet, I got back up and waited for the diagnostic to finish.

“Diagnostic complete, all systems fully functional…reinitializing systems,” and then she came back to life.

“Well, how am I?” she asked.

“Good and I rubbed your feet while you were off…could you feel it?” I asked.

“No, but thanks…they feel better now,” she said, giving me a smile.

“Okay, now did you want me to try all of the tests?” I asked.

“Yes, all of them…and read the instructions because there are some you can’t announce to me in order for me to do them properly,” she said.

“Alright,” I said, and after running several more tests, some of which allowed me to see and hear what she did and to move her muscles, I finally understood what she meant.

The last test was a subconscious test, one that would allow me to plant a command and see if she would subconsciously act on it.

{Take off my shoes and socks} I typed in, since I had not taken the time to remove them.

“Hey Phillip, I’ve just noticed you’re still wearing your shoes…would you like me to remove them for you?” she suddenly asked, sounding sincere.

“Yes, I’d completely forgotten about them,” I said, and then she walked over, kneeled down and removed both my shoes and socks.

{Lick my feet, and then suggest I lick yours} I typed in, wanting to be sure, and then sure enough, “Wow, I got the sudden urge to lick your feet…would you mind?” she asked, looking up at me.

“No, go ahead,” and then I felt her tongue probing areas of my feet.

“Wow, your feet don’t taste that bad…considering it’s all sweat, would you like to lick mine?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said, and then I bent down and licked her feet, which she’d lifted up to my face. Her feet tasted like I’d expect; a little salty and sweaty.

“Yours don’t taste bad either, now why don’t we end these tests and move on to the holography,” I suggested, since the last line of text beneath that test said that I mustn’t tell her that she just had it.

“Alright, just go to the hologram menu under my area,” she said, getting back to her feet and standing over my shoulder.

“Okay and then can I just click on one of these and make them appear?” I asked, seeing the options for hand, foot, head, and body.

“Yes, try the right foot,” she said, and the second I click on it the small device next to the computer came to life and then in a short flash of light, a perfect recreation of Abby’s right foot appeared.

“How real is it?” I asked, staring at it and then at her actual foot.

“This real,” she said, and she reached out, picked it up, and bent some of the toes before handing it to me.

“Wow, this is so cool,” I said, noting that it even smelled real.

“Yes, I thought it would also allow me to be here without actually being here,” she said.

“Well, thanks,” I said, and we spent several more hours playing with the holograms before heading down to my actual party; her gift that was wrapped turned out to be a sports watch.

After the party, Abby and I spent the rest of the evening watching my favorite movie on the TV I had just gotten for my room, and then we got ready for bed.

“Phillip, I need you to plug me in before we go to bed,” Abby said, looking at me seriously.

“Oh, you need to be recharged?” I asked.

“Yes, it’s about that time…I’ll open my panel and get into bed, you plug the cord in and then run it underneath the covers to me,” she said, crawling into my bed.

“Alright, hold on,” I said, and once I located her power cord I plugged it into the outlet at the foot of my bed and then I pulled out the covers and ran it through until Abby grabbed hold of it and plugged it into herself.

“Thanks, but I’m not detecting a current,” she said, looking confused.

“Oh, I always forget this outlet is controlled by the switch,” I said, flipping the switch on the wall above the outlet.

“There it is, thanks,” she said, looking relieved.

“Good, I’m shutting off the lights now,” I said, and once I had the light turned off but the ceiling fan on, I crawled into bed with her and then turned on the bed light.

“Wow, this’s cozy,” Abby said, laying to my right as both our heads were squeezed onto the same pillow.

“Yes, I think we’ll sleep very well tonight,” I agreed.

“So, did you want to do anything now, or shall we just sleep?” she asked.

“Let’s sleep so we can wake up earlier,” I said, and after giving her a kiss, I shut off the light and we fell asleep cuddling with one another.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:54 pm

Part 4: New family

In the days that followed my birthday, we did what any college students would do at the end of a long summer. We watched TV together and played a few video games. We went on walks and she watched me run around the local high school school track a few times. On the day before school started, Eric returned with a new woman who he quickly explained was the android body his holographic wife would now be using; she was based on Gabrielle Miller, a woman who played an android in two different TV series and who was quite beautiful.

Although we still had plenty of classes with one another in our third year, she had a Drama class while I had a foreign language class. Fortunately, we both were taking Technical Theater in our 7th period, but then right after school, I would head to Cross-Country practice while she either headed home or stayed after for Drama practice; she’d made the advanced class and she received bigger parts in the plays.

Still, I was able to operate the light booth during her plays and musicals, and she was able to attend my races so all was well. It was the same during the second semester as well, although with Track-and-Field she was able to sit in the bleachers during some practices and do her homework.

At the end of the school year, we both had top grades for our third year and were set to go into our final year as a pair of valedictorians.

“Wow, I can’t believe how fast that school year went by,” Abby said, once we arrived at her home at the end of the last day of school.

“I know, and we just have one more to go,” I said, plopping onto the couch with her in her living room just as her mom came in with two drinks.

“Thanks Mom,” Abby said, taking the lemonade from the tray.

“Yes, thanks Mrs. James,” I said, taking mine.

“Any time…I think I’m finally used to a solid body now,” she said, putting the tray down in the kitchen and then sitting down in her usual chair.

“How so?” I asked.

“Well, I do kind of miss being able to appear anywhere I wanted in an instant, but I also enjoy being able to sleep with my husband now,” she said, rocking back and forth.

“And I must say the body you chose is much better to be around than your last,” I said.

“Thanks,” she said, blushing slightly.

“Where’s dad at?” Abby asked, taking a long sip.

“Oh, he’s working down in the basement…I think he wanted you two to go down and meet him once you’ve finished your drinks,” she said.

“Oh, alright,” Abby said, and after several minutes we finished our drinks and then went down into the basement.

“Come on in,” Eric said, once we knocked on the door at the bottom of the stairs.

When we entered, we saw him standing next to the table in the center of the room; a cloth covered a human sized figure.

“Another android Dad?” Abby asked, slowly walking towards the table with me close behind.

“Yes, but not just any android…this one’s going to be just like you…fully sentient,” he said.

“Cool, you mean there are going to be more like me?” she asked, looking excited.

“Yes, and if this one passes the tests within 2-months, we’ll get started on several more which we’ll release into the general population,” Eric said.

“Wow, can we see this one?” Abby asked.

“Yes, although it isn’t quite finished yet,” he said, pulling the cloth off.

The android was a girl, around 20 years old with a nice hourglass figure. The part about not being quite finished was only with her head, because she was missing her face panel and most of the components within the head as well.

“She has a nice figure,” Abby commented, looking the girl’s naked body over.

“Yes, she needs to since she’s going to be an athlete…more specifically a Cross-Country and Track runner,” Eric said, looking at me.

“You mean you built her for me?” I asked.

“Sort of, Abby told me you were finding practice a little lonely, so I thought I’d give you a friend,” he said.

“Thanks,” I said, focusing more of my attention on the girl’s legs.

“You’re welcome,” Eric said.

“What’s her name?” Abby asked.

“Annina Hammer,” he replied, “She’s going to be going to school as a foreign exchange student from Switzerland, and she’s also designed and programmed to be your cousin,” Eric explained.

“Oh, so we’re related then?” Abby said.

“Yes, distantly…my Swiss half-brother is the one who came up with her appearance, basing her mostly on his oldest daughter, who unfortunately died in a terrible accident a year ago,” Eric said.

“How sad, but at least she’ll live on in a way,” Abby said.

“When you say mostly based, what do you mean?” I asked, suddenly curious.

“Well, she looks identical to her and has been programmed with all of the real Annina’s memories and experiences so she can have convincing conversations with people about her life story, but when she activates she’ll be a completely different person with her own personality and mind,” Eric explained.

“So, she’ll be a new person with a real person’s body and memories,” I said.

“Yes, although it’s most likely that her memories and experiences will influence her personality to turn out as the real Annina’s did, but we won’t know until she’s been active for a while,” Eric said.

“When will she be finished?” I asked.

“Hopefully by noon tomorrow,” he said, “I wanted to scan your body to see if there are any improvements I can make so Annina here can be a decent runner, and I want to interview you to see what kind of mindset and problems can occur during a run,” Eric told me.

“That should be easy, right off the bat you need to make it so that she can withstand triple digit temperatures and make it so that her knees can withstand the constant pounding she will be getting,” I said.

“Fascinating, I only thought of the heat,” Eric said, quickly jotting something down on a nearby pad of paper.

“Was the real Annina a runner?” I asked.

“No, but she did dance a little so I didn’t have to do too much with her legs…that’s another difference between this and the real Annina,” Eric said.

“Well, that helps…some runners used to be swimmers,” I said, gently probing Annina’s legs with my fingers and feeling the muscles.

“Well, I think she did a little swimming as well,” Eric said.

“So Dad, did you need my help?” Abby asked.

“Yes, I need to hook up a sensory cable from her systems to yours so you can test out her five senses without actually being in her,” Eric said, pulling out a cable and connecting it somewhere on Annina’s head.

“Alright,” Abby said, and she connected the other end into a port that opened up behind her right ear.

We spent the rest of the day working on Annina’s body. By dinnertime, Eric had installed both Annina’s brown eyes and her mouth into her head, but her face panel wouldn’t be ready until the next morning, so we left her down there for the night and went up to have dinner. While we ate, I gave Eric a full understanding of what kind of punishments running could do to the body, and what kind of conditions there would be, so he said he would spend the rest of the night working on Annina while Abby and I said good night.

“Eric, my parents are going away for the weekend tomorrow…would it be alright if I stayed over here during that time?” I asked, just as he was heading down.

“Of course, I can use your to help get Annina up to speed on real life anyway,” he smiled, heading down into the basement.

“Well Phillip, I guess we’ll see each other tomorrow morning,” Abby said, giving me a hug.

“Yes, now I’d better get going before my parents get mad,” I said, and after we kissed I left her house and walked back to my house.

The next morning, I saw my parents off after breakfast and then I packed some clothes and my laptop before walking over to Abby’s house. Since they like me so much, and because they knew how punctual I am, I was able to walk right in where Abby was waiting.

“Hey Phillip, Dad says we can go down once you get your stuff up in my room,” she said, and before I could say a word she grabbed one of my bags and then made me run up to her room to deposit my bags so we could head back down into the basement.

“Good morning you two, I’m just about to install the face,” he said, and he picked up a face from the table and then carefully attached it to the robot until it clicked and sealed up.

Now, I could see that she had a pretty face, even though it looked like she was sleeping. Dotted around her nose and eyes were tiny freckles, but other than that her face looked nice. Also, for the first time I noticed that she had light brown hair that was currently tied into a pony tail, which lay beside her on the table. She was also wearing a necklace, which looked rather simple with a single stone at the bottom.

“She looks very pretty dad,” Abby said.

“Where’d she get the necklace?” I asked.

“It belonged to the real Annina,” Eric said.

“So, is she ready to be activated now?” I asked.

“Yes, but just so you know she may speak in German at first until she notices us speaking in English,” Eric warned, and then he walked over and pressed Annina’s left ear.

Just as Eric pulled away, Annina started up and spoke her start-up speech in English. Once she finished, she blinked her eyes, sat up and then looked at us.

“Hallo, mein Name ist Annina Hammer. Wer sind Sie?” she said, looking at each of us in return. Her voice sounded quite beautiful despite her foreign accent and tongue.

“German,” Eric told us, confirming his suspicion.

“Sie verstehen, was ich sage?” Eric asked, also speaking in German.

“Ja. Können Sie mir sagen, wo ich bin? In welcher Sprache haben Sie alle sprechen?” she responded.

“Sie haben gerade aktiviert ist in meinem Labor, ich bin dein Schöpfer und Onkel. Das Mädchen ist Ihr Cousin und der Junge ist ihr Freund. Wir sprechen Englisch.” He replied.

“Vielen Dank, mein Englisch ist nicht so gut, aber ich werde es versuchen,” she replied, and then after a few seconds, she concentrated on us and said, “Hello, my name is Annina Hammer…what are you named?”

“My name’s Eric, this is Abigail, or Abby, and this young man is Phillip,” Eric said.

“Hello. Have I just been turned on?” she asked.

“Yes, you’ve just been activated…tell me everything you can remember,” Eric said.

“I can remember 20 years of me, but not me,” she said, sounding confused as she tried to translate her native tongue into English.

“Good, that means your memories are intact…now Annina, would you like something to wear?” he asked.

“Yes please, I don’t want to be naked all the time,” she said, and she carefully slid her legs over the edge of the table and then dropped to her pretty, bare feet.

“Good, Abby and Phillip will walk you up to your room while I finish up down here,” Eric said.

“Okay,” Annina said, and then she walked over to us.

“Dad, is she staying in the guest room?” Abby asked.

“Yes, and I’ve put all the real Annina’s clothes your uncle sent over, so she should have enough to wear,” Eric said.

“Okay, come with us Annina,” Abby said.

“Okay Abby,” Annina said, and then the three of us walked up out of the basement and then up to the second floor.

“Well, here you are Annina,” Abby said, leading us into the room across from her room.

“Thanks Abby, could you close the door please…I want to ask you two a few things,” she said.

“Okay,” Abby said, closing the door.

“What would you like to know,” I asked, speaking for the first time.

“Are you two androids like me?” she asked, looking at us seriously.

“I’m an android like you, Annina, but Phillip here is my flesh and blood boyfriend,” Abby said, giving me a small hug that I returned.

“Oh, and you two watched me being made?” she asked.

“More or less, we only saw part of your construction,” I told her.

“Did you know the human called Annina?” she asked.

“No, I heard I had relatives, but Dad never showed me any of them,” Abby said.

“I see, I hoped you hadn’t because I don’t want to feel like a fake,” she said.

“Annina, if the three years I’ve spent with Abby have taught me anything, it’s that she’s her own unique person and I’m sure you will be too,” I said, walking over and patting her bare shoulder.

“Danke Phillip,” she said, giving me a hug.

“If that means thanks, then you’re welcome,” I said, hugging her in return and feeling her naked backside.

“Sorry, it does…will you two help me with my English?” she asked, once we broke apart.

“Of course we will Annina, and maybe you can teach us a little German,” Abby said.

“I think I can do that, I also speak French since Switzerland has no official language,” she said.

“Well, I think German will do nicely,” I said.

“Phillip, are you alright seeing me naked?” Annina asked, looking at my face.

“Yes, I’ve seen Abby naked a few times and she has seen me…you’re very beautiful, if that’s what’s bothering you,” I said.

“Thanks, and I hope maybe you’ll let me see you naked too,” Annina said, and then she turned around and started finding clothes to wear in her closet.

“Annina, are you left-handed?” I asked suddenly, noticing that she grabbed most of the clothes with her left hand.

“Yes, why?” she asked, putting on her underwear and then searching for a shirt.

“No reason, I’m just used to right-handed people,” I said.

“Oh, the real Annina was left-handed also…I just followed my instincts,” Annina said, putting on a light-green t-shirt and then a pair of shorts.

“How do I look?” she asked, rotating 360 degrees so we could look at her.

“You look fine, and don’t worry about shoes or socks…besides, Phillip here has a foot fetish,” Abby said, smiling at me.

“Oh, do I have good feet?” Annina asked me.

“Yes Annina, your feet are very good,” I said.

“Danke,” she said.

“You know Annina, I may be flesh and blood, but Eric actually built me a robot that resembles me,” I told her.

“Really?” she asked.

“Yes, and I can actually control it,” I said.

“So you can be an android sometimes?” Annina asked me.

“Yes, and I can also control other androids as well,” I finished.

“Yes Annina, I got to be in his body and he got to be in mine,” Abby told her.

“I hope I can do that sometimes,” Annina said.

“Well, maybe later…would you like to see my robot?” I asked.

“Yes,” Annina said, and then we headed out of her room and then into Abby’s room, shutting the door behind us.

“Is your robot in here?” Annina asked, looking around.

“Yes Annina, I have to store it in the closet so it doesn’t get in the way,” Abby said, and then she opened her closet door and dragged my robot out.

“Phillip, may I touch?” she asked, looking at me.

“Yes, and you can touch me as well to compare,” I said, and then Annina gently probed my robots face and then did the same to my face. Her fingernails were perfectly trimmed and groomed, her fingers felt soft and warm.

“Wow, you feel the same,” she said, looking into my eyes with a serious expression.

“Annina, how much do you know about yourself right now?” I asked, sitting on Abby’s bed.

“I know that I’m now an android made to look like a girl who died, and I know all of my functions and all that has been programmed into me,” Annina said.

“Do you feel anything like that girl?” I asked, looking into her brown eyes.

“Kind of, much is fragmented because of the way her memories are here, but I do have the same likes and dislikes as Annina,” she told me.

“Do you like me?” I asked.

“Well, I think you’re nice and friendly, but I’m attracted to lighter colored hair and blue eyes,” she told me.

“Alright, do you see me as a friend?” I asked.

“Yes Phillip, you are my friend,” Annina said.

“Well, that’s good to hear,” said.

“Are we going to school with each other?” Annina asked, sitting down in a nearby chair.

“Yes Annina and you're going to be running with me this year,” I said.

“My programming does mention that, but I have no running shoes or clothes,” Annina said with a worried expression.

“Don’t worry, Dad’s going to be taking us out to get you some clothes in half an hour,” Abby said, looking at the clock.

“He is?” I asked.

“Yes, and he wants you two to practice running on the treadmills tomorrow,” Abby told me.

“Phillip, are you going to teach me to run?” Annina asked.

“Yes, but first you need some clothes, and I think you need to break your body in today,” I said.

“You want me to break my body?” Annina asked, looking shocked.

“No, I meant you need to get used to your body first,” I said.

“Oh, I misunderstand,” she said.

“It’s alright, now may I feel your feet?” I asked.

“Yes, please be gentle,” she said, and she wheeled the chair over to me and then rested her beautiful feet on my lap.

“I will Annina,” I said, and then I gently caressed her lovely feet with the perfect toes and slightly sweaty feel.

“Ooh, that tickles,” Annina said, squirming slightly.

“Sorry, you should have no trouble running with feet like these,” I said, letting her put her feet back on the ground.

“Thanks…oh, I didn’t say Danke then,” she laughed.

“Good job Annina, you’re making progress,” Abby said.

“Alright, let’s all get going!” Eric called from the stairs.

“Coming Dad! Annina, just put on these flip flops,” Abby said, picking up some flips flops from her closet and handing them to Annina.

“Thanks,” she said, and she slipped them onto her lovely feet and then the three of us walked down the stairs and into Eric’s car.

We returned almost three-hours later, having eaten lunch on the way back. Annina tried on several pairs of shoes at the special shop in Los Gatos, since we had a discount coupon from our coach, before settling on a pair of Nikes and several pairs of running socks that went several inches above her ankles. We also spent some time shopping for running shorts and shirts, and finally purchased several outfits from the Lands’ End shop that had just opened in the local Sears; the salesperson was quite happy with the large purchase we made.

“Danke Uncle Eric, I can’t wait to try these tomorrow,” Annina said, once we brought the bags into the house.

“Anytime, now you three go upstairs and play...and Annina, don’t feel bad if you have any trouble functioning for this first week of your life, most of your components haven’t been fully tested,” Eric said, giving her a kiss.

“Thanks, I think I feel better now you told me that,” she said, returning the kiss and then walking up the stairs with Abby and I.

“Well, what shall we do?” I asked, once we closed ourselves in Abby’s room.

“Phillip, can you get in your robot?” Annina asked.

“Of course Annina,” I said, and then I quickly crawled into Abby’s bed and activated the transmitters. When I opened my eyes, I was in my robot and Annina was standing just a few feet in front of me.

“Wow, was it like that with me?” she asked.

“More or less,” I said, walking over to her and touching her face.

“Wow, your touch is nice,” she said, blushing a little.

“I know, I wanted to feel your face with my robot’s fingers,” I said.

“Phillip, just so you know, I have complete trust and love for you so I don’t mind seeing you with her,” Abby said, noticing the very miniscule amount of restraint I was showing.

“Thanks Abby,” I said, blushing a little.

“Phillip, can you do something for me?” Annina asked.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Remove your face, I want to see the machine,” she said.

“Alright, why don’t you both remove your faces as well,” I suggested.

“Okay,” they both agreed, and then we all removed our faceplates at the same time.

“Wow, this is both cool and freaky,” I said, my voice coming out of the speaker.

“Yes,” Abby agreed, putting her face down on the bed.

“This is weird,” Annina said, placing her face down next to Abby’s and mine.

“So Annina, what did you want to do now?” I asked.

“Let’s just enjoy the moment,” she said, and for several moments we stared into one another’s robotic faces before putting our faces back on.

“Well, what did you want to do next Annina?” I asked, wondering what else we could do.

“I’d like to know how you two met,” she said, sitting down in one of the chairs.

“Well, to be honest we sort of ran into each other,” I said.

“Really?” Annina asked.

“Yes Annina, he ran into me and then we met again the next day at school and we’ve been with each other ever since…it’ll be three years at the end of this month,” Abby said, walking over and giving me a kiss.

“I’m happy for you two,” Annina said, smiling at us.

“Thanks, and I’m sure you’ll fall in love someday too,” I said.

“I hope so,” she said.

“Annina, would you mind if we ran some diagnostics on you…the program on our laptops can interface with your systems,” Abby said.

“No, you can scan me,” she said, and then Abby and I turned on our laptops and activated the diagnostic software.

“Abby, can both our laptops work with her at the same time?” I asked.

“Yes, although not while the full diagnostic is running,” Abby said.

“Alright, I think I’ll start the diagnostic for her,” I said, bringing up the menu.

“Okay,” she said.

“Annina, I’m going to start a full diagnostic on your systems,” I told her, turning to look at her.

“Will it hurt?” she asked.

“No, but you’ll be put in stand-by mode for about 5-minutes…I just wanted to warn you,” I said.

“Ok thanks, I’m ready,” she said, straightening her posture.

“Then I’m starting,” I said, and then I pressed the button.

“Full diagnostic commencing, all systems in stand-by mode,” Annina said in a monotone, and then her face went stoic and she stopped moving.

“Wow, is that what I did when you did it to me?” Abby asked, getting up and looking into Annina’s frozen face.

“Yes, at what point do your systems shut down?” I asked.

“Apparently just before that little speech since I have no memory of saying those words last time,” Abby told me, touching Annina’s nose.

“So, what do you think of your new cousin?” I asked, getting up and joining her.

“I think she’s very pretty and nice…I’m sure that once her sentience is fully established then she will feel more confident and might open up a little more,” Abby said, flexing Annina’s left arm.

“You mean that she’ll act more human?” I asked.

“Yes, you didn’t think I came online and acted normal right away, did you?” Abby asked.

“Well, to tell the truth I haven’t really thought about it, but I suppose I did,” I admitted.

“Well, it took me about a week to become fully sentient, but hopefully with our help it won’t take Annina that long,” Abby said.

“Let’s hope…you may want to sit back down, her diagnostic is just about done,” I said, and just as Abby sat back down Annina came back online and said all her systems were functional.

“Well, how am I running?” she asked, once her A.I. came out of stand-by.

“There’s nothing wrong with you,” I told her.

“That is good…are you going to do anything else to me?” she asked.

“Yes, a few more things,” Abby said.

“Annina, can you say some stuff in German for me,” I asked.

“Yes, what do you want me to say?” she asked.

“Why don’t you just tell us about your day up to this point, without going into too much detail,” Abby suggested.

“Okay, give me a moment,” Annina said, and then she spoke, “Ich schielt heute morgen ein und sah meinen Onkel, Vetter und ihren Freund, die über mir stehen. Nachdem ich auf Deutsch gesprochen hatte, fing ich an, auf englisch zu sprechen und dann wurde erklärt, zu meinem Raum oben zu gehen, angekleidet zu erhalten. In meinem Raum sprach ich mit meinem Vetter, der ein Roboter wie ich ist, und ihr Freund und jetzt sind wir alle Freunde. Phillip ließ mich seinen Roboter sehen und dann alle gingen wir, mich zu kaufen etwas laufende Kleidung. Als wir zurück erhielten, kamen wir zu meinem cousin' zurück; s-Raum und -sie machten einige Tests auf mir,” she said.

“Wow, and what does that translate to?” I asked.

“I turned on this morning and saw my Uncle, cousin and her boyfriend standing over me. After speaking in German, I started speaking in English and then was told to go upstairs to my room to get dressed. In my room, I spoke with my cousin, who is a robot like me, and her boyfriend and now we’re all friends. Phillip let me see his robot and then we all went to buy me some running clothes. When we got back, we came back to my cousin's room and they ran some tests on me,” she said.

“Wow, that’s sweet,” Abby said.

“It is true,” she said, “So what are you going to do next?” she asked.

“Well Annina, I think we’re going to take control of your body and have it remove your head and hand it to us,” I said.

“You mean I won’t be able to control my body?” she asked.

“No, but you can’t remove your head without help, so we’re going to transfer control of everything below your neck to us so we can do it for you,” Abby explained.

“Okay, it sounds like it might be fun,” Annina said.

“Okay, we’re transferring control now,” I said, and then I saw Annina stop moving.

“Wow, I can’t move or feel my body,” she said, though she was still able to move her face.

“Good, now you’re going to see your hands move to your head and twist it off, so don’t be alarmed,” Abby warned, and then we both punched in a series of commands and then watched as Annina’s hands rose to her head and twisted it off.

“Wow, this is weird,” Annina said, now in her own hands.

“I know, now we’re going to have your body walk over to us and give us your head, but we can’t completely control your hands grip so it may drop you,” I warned.

“Will I be damaged if it does?” she asked.

“Not really, our heads have plenty of shock absorbers in them for that kind of accident…the most that would happen is your systems might freeze up and glitch up for a few seconds,” Abby said.

“That doesn’t sound bad,” Annina said, and then I made her body slowly walk forward until it stopped and handed me her head.

“I feel safe in your arms,” Annina said, once I had her head safe in my arms, and Abby had Annina’s body stand at attention.

“You mean you don’t feel safe in your own arms?” I asked, moving her so she could look at me.

“No, I feel safe on my neck,” she smiled.

“I see, did you want us to get your body naked?” I asked.

“Please, I want to see my body,” she said, and then I placed her down on the desk while Abby and I undressed her headless body.

“It’s weird hearing my body sound mechanical,” Annina said, watching us from the desk.

“I know, but at least Dad didn’t make it so that our bodies would become statues,” Abby said, working on Annina’s shorts and panties while I worked on her shirt and bra.

“Yeah… wow, I look sweaty,” she said, once her body was completely naked.

“Yeah Annina, you worked up a sweat,” I said, looking at Annina’s stomach where there was a light layer of sweat.

“It’s because I forgot to turn on the ceiling fan, hold on,” Abby said, and then she ran over to the switch and then the ceiling fan activated at full speed.

“Wow, it’s disappearing,” Annina said, watching the sweat evaporate from her body.

“It is rather hot outside, I can’t believe I forgot about the fan,” Abby apologized.

“It’s okay Abby, it makes me feel more human,” Annina said.

“What’s it like having a real girl’s memories?” I asked.

“To tell the truth, it’s kind of like that Annina had an accident and got serious amnesia and lost all sense of self, but no memories,” Annina said.

“Well Annina, are you going to live up to the real Annina’s memories?” Abby asked.

“Yes, it’s all I know…I feel like a second chance for her to make a difference in this world, almost like her back-up,” Annina said.

“I’m sure she would be proud of you,” I said, patting her cheek.

“That’s good, now may I have my body back now?” she asked.

“Sure, Phillip will reattach you while I give you back control,” Abby said, and then I lifted Annina’s head to her body and reattached it just as Abby transferred control back to Annina.

“Thanks,” she said, once she was reconnected and she got up to move around.

“My pleasure, would you like to see us naked too?” I asked.

“Yes, I think it isn’t fair you get to see me naked,” Annina said.

“Alright,” Abby said, and then both of us took off our clothes until we stood before Annina naked.

“Wow, you look pale,” Annina said, looking at Abby’s naked body.

“I know, I think that was a contributing factor in why Phillip fell in love with me,” Abby smiled.

“I don’t know about that,” I said, blushing despite myself.

“And you, what’s this?” she asked, walking over and feeling the inside of my concaved chest.

“Oh, I was born like this…it is a somewhat uncommon condition, but I barely notice it,” I said, having been asked that many times before.

“I see, and may I see your penis?” she asked, looking serious about it.

“Of course, be gentle,” I said, watching her kneel down.

“I will, and is your robot identical to your body?” she asked.

“Yes, 100% identical, except it has a better manscape” I said, now feeling her gently exploring my genitals with her warm, soft fingers.

“Do you know if you’re completely identical to the real Annina?” I asked, once she moved on to Abby.

“I think I’m about 90% identical, since Uncle Eric had to age the real Annina’s appearance by a year so we could all be the same age, and since it took a year for me to be built and commissioned. Also, the real Annina’s legs were a bit less athletic,” Annina said, feeling Abby’s pale stomach and genitals.

“I’m assuming that you androids are built to be affected by exercise, right?” I asked.

“Yes, you haven’t seen too much with me since I’m not an athlete, but I guarantee that with Annina, you’ll see her muscles get more toned until she looks like a full blown athlete,” Abby said, turning around so Annina could feel her pale back.

“I hope I do,” Annina said, and then when she finished feeling us, we all got dressed and I returned to my body so we could all head down for dinner.

After dinner, we headed back up to Abby’s room and popped in a movie. When it ended around 10:00, we all decided that we’d better head to bed, but then Eric popped in and said Annina would need to be plugged in.

“Why do I need to be plugged in?” Annina asked.

“Because I’ll need you at full charge tomorrow when we run those tests, good night,” Eric said, and he left the three of us alone.

“How do I charge myself?” Annina asked, looking at Abby.

“I’ll show you once we get in your room and you’re in your pajamas,” Abby said, and then we all headed across the hall into Annina’s room. Once she was dressed into a light green nightgown, Abby instructed her to lift the dress up to her breasts.

“Okay Annina, this panel will usually only open when you’re at a critical battery alert, but I usually open it before that happens and you do it like this,” Abby said, pressing in on one of Annina’s left ribs. After several seconds, a panel opened up just above Annina’s left hip. It had what looked like an outlet for the AC cord to plug into, and it also had a small monitor which showed a percentage for how much power she had left.

“As you can see, you currently have a 92% charge, so all this plug in will do is to keep you at 100% all the way until the morning,” Abby said, taking out the plug Eric had placed in the bedside drawer and plugging it into the wall.

“And what does this button do?” Annina asked, reaching for a solitary button next to the monitor.

“Don’t press that!” Abby yelled, smacking Annina’s hand in a rare showing of anger.

“Sorry, that button immediately discharges your battery so that you can get a fresh charge whenever you want, but then you shut down in the process,” Abby said, after she had regained her composure.

“I’m sorry, I won’t press it,” Annina said, keeping her hands clear.

“It’s okay, it’s just I pressed it three years ago when Dad was showing me how to plug myself in, and I didn’t like it,” Abby shuddered.

“It doesn’t hurt, does it?” I asked, never hearing this story before.

“No, but it’s much more draining than what Dad’s going to be doing to you tomorrow…your charge will be running out nice and steady, that button makes it go within seconds,” Abby said, and then she plugged the other end of the cord into Annina’s port.

“Ooh, that feels nice,” Annina said, looking more comfortable now that she was being charged.

“Yes, you get used to it after a while…now you should just get into bed, Phillip and I’ll see you in the morning,” Abby said, and after we both gave Annina a goodnight kiss and hug, we left her alone and headed back into Abby’s room where we too headed to bed.

The next morning, we all woke up and had a hearty breakfast before Annina and I both dressed into our exercise clothing and went into the small workout shack that was in the backyard, next to the pool. While there were several pieces of equipment to work out with, Eric was only having us go on the treadmills and he connected several remote transmitters to Annina before we were able to start.

“Okay Annina, you’re going to be running with Phillip here several times. Each time, you’re going to go until you lose power because I need to experiment with different power configurations so you don’t shut down in the middle of a race, or in practice,” Eric explained.

“I understand Uncle Eric, do you know about how long my power will last this first time?” she asked, looking concerned.

“Probably only about 30-minutes,” he said, “You and Abby were really only built with enough power to last through normal human activities, not athletic activities so I’ll need to make a few adjustments to add another few hours to your battery life,”

“Okay, let’s get started then,” she said, and then we both stepped onto our treadmills and started.

It took us a few minutes to get into the actual run, but I eventually stopped the speed at around 8-9MPH while she stopped it around 6-7MPH.

After about half an hour, I saw Annina stop her treadmill and as soon as it stopped, I saw her head slump down.

“Like I said, 30-minutes…fortunately I was monitoring her power indicator on the computer so I could send her a subconscious desire to stop the treadmill,” Eric said, picking Annina off the treadmill and plugging her in.

“How long will it take for her to recharge?” I asked, getting off and getting a towel from Abby, who was sitting next to Eric watching us.

“Well, when I plug her into this special charger, it only takes about 15-minutes…but with a regular outlet it could take up to 6-hours,” he told me, showing me a special battery device that he’d hooked Annina up to.

“You looked good Phillip,” Abby said, helping me wipe the sweat from my face.

“Thanks, why don’t you give it a try?” I asked.

“No thanks, my legs weren’t built for running…only light dancing,” she said.

“But you could run if you had to?” I asked.

“Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t be that human…I just can’t run for long durations like you and Annina are,” she said.

“Well Abby, hopefully with the data I’m getting here you might be able to extend your battery life as well,” Eric said, changing a few settings in Annina’s power configuration.

“Really, how?” Abby asked.

“Well, I noticed on Phillip’s face that he seems to focus more while he’s running…If I could create a special memory buffer for Annina, I might be able to shunt any random thoughts out of the way so that she doesn’t use as much power focusing on running,” Eric said, and then he took out what looked like a RAM chip and then plugged it into an empty slot in a panel within Annina’s head panel.

“There, that should add another 15-minutes to her charge,” Eric said, unplugging Annina and turning her back on.

“Oh hey, how long was it?” she asked, once she was back online.

“30-minutes…while you were out, I added a new memory buffer to your brain which will help regulate your thoughts so you can use less energy to focus on running,” Eric said.

“Cool, I’m not sure I understand what you’re saying, but I’ll see…can we try again?” she asked.

“Of course, once Phillip is ready,” Eric said, and once I gave the towel back to Abby, I got back on my treadmill and we went again.

45-minutes later, Annina shut down again and this time Eric changed a few settings so that her sexual systems would be completely shut down, along with a few other minor systems. He also changed a setting to better control her breathing, because the air she breathes helps to cool down her systems and cooler means longer life.

The third time, she lasted an hour and that’s when Eric said we needed to go down to his lab, because his final enhancement would require that she be opened up and upgraded with newer hardware.

The process lasted past lunchtime; Annina’s head was removed from her body so she could remain online while Eric dismantled much of her torso and power systems. When he was finished, nothing was changed except now there were two more ports in Annina’s power panel.

“What are they?” Annina asked, looking down into her panel.

“Battery slots. Me and my team of engineers have been developing a way of splitting power supplies so all the androids could do more for longer,” Eric explained.

“Cool,” Abby said.

“Now, when I put these batteries in, they will kick in when you start doing anything athletically related. Your cognitive and processing functions will be switched to these batteries, which although they look like AAs they have 100x the charge,” he told her, plugging the batteries in.

“And how long will I be able to run now?” she asked.

“Close to 5-hours, I’ll only have you run for one hour though,” Eric said, and then he closed her up and we headed back up and out to the treadmills.

After an hour on the treadmills, he plugged her in to recover the 20% she lost and then we headed back in and rested the rest of the day.
Annina became fully sentient a week after her activation, and she therefore became more assertive and realistic. During the summer, she and Abby would come over to my house and play video games, watch TV and hang out. Sometimes she would spend the night, sleeping on a rollaway bed on my floor.

During the summer boot camp, she performed admirably and with few problems. She was finally placed on the girls’ varsity team as the #5 runner.

And then the school year started and we were all in our fourth year. The real Annina’s academic records were sent over and she was able to take some of the same classes as Abby and I.

Abby spent a lot of time practicing for the dramas and musicals, but the three of us were all in Technical Theater so we were able to see each other before we split up.

Annina helped out with the sound at the dramas, while I worked on the lights and we got to see Abby perform each time that way. Abby would make it to all our races, even if she cut it close making it back for rehearsals.

Sometimes Annina and I would have to head back to Abby’s house alone, and sometimes after the walk Annina would lose power just as we got back to the house and I’d have to plug her in for 15-minutes before we could rest, but I didn’t mind and neither did Annina. In fact, after she was finished charging we would both take off our shoes and socks and give each other a foot massage that she taught me.

To everyone else, we looked like best friends, but I thought of Annina as the sister I never had.

Nothing really eventful happened until the day before the Spring Breaks. The three of us were in Technical Theater, the last class of the day, and we were setting things up for the play that would be starting the week after everyone got back. I was watching Abby helping some of the other students just behind the proscenium arch, and then I heard something above them. It was then that I noticed that the students working on the scaffolding had unloosed the first row of lights and it was getting ready to fall.

“Abby, move out of the way!” I shouted, and I ran over and pushed her and the other students out of the way before the thing fell on my back and I blacked out.

I had fuzzy images of being in an ambulance with Abby and Annina, and then of being in a hospital and then all went dark before…

“I think he’s coming around,” I heard someone say.

“Oh good, he’s never been out for this long before,” someone else said.

Then I slowly opened my eyes and, after my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed I was in my room. Abby, Annina, my mom and a young girl were standing next to my bed.

“What happened?” I asked, looking at them.

“You pushed me out of the way and saved me and a few others from being killed by that beam, but it fell on your back and knocked you out,” Abby said.

“I remember that now, how long have I been out?” I asked.

“Five days. The beam fractured one of your vertebrate so you had to be rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery. After they repaired the fracture, they brought you back here to recuperate,” my mom said.

“Is that why I can’t move?” I asked, unable to move anything below my waist.

“Yes Phillip, we implanted a neuro-inhibitor to prevent you from moving, so your spinal cord will heal faster,” the girl said.

“Okay, who are you?” I asked.

“My name’s Sandy, I’m a holographic nurse provided by Kaiser,” she said.

“I see, when will I be able to walk around again?” I asked.

“Well Phillip, now that you’re awake you can start eating regular food and drinking normal fluids now,” she said, “We had to induce an artificial coma after surgery to increase your metabolism, but I think it should be safe for you to move around again tomorrow,” she explained.

“Thank you Sandy,” I said.

“Phillip, you had us really worried,” my mom said.

“Sorry, next time I’ll try not to break my back,” I joked.

“Well, I’ll leave you with your friends,” she said, and after giving me a kiss she left me alone with Abby, Annina and Sandy.

“Well, what have I missed?” I asked, wondering what had happened during the past 5-days.

“Not much, it turned out that the beam fell because there was too much weight attached to it, and because the bolts had begun to corrode. And just so you know, when you get back you’re going to be awarded by the Mayor and superintendent for heroism,” Abby said, giving me a kiss.

“Well that’s good,” I said.

“Phillip thanks for saving my cousin,” Annina said, moving in to kiss me.

“Anytime Annina,” I said, overwhelmed with all the attention.

“Is there anything you need?” Abby asked.

“Like food?” I asked, “I’d probably just like some sandwiches and salads since they’re easier to eat, and are clean enough to eat up here,” I said.

“Well then Phillip, Abby and Annina have a plan,” Sandy said, speaking up.

Sandy looked like she was modeled after a girl in her mid-twenties. She had grayish-blue eyes and shoulder length brown hair that was tied up in the back; her face looked cute and friendly.

“Oh, so you know about them then?” I asked, looking at Sandy suspiciously.

“Yes, Abigail’s father brought my class of hologram into being; I know that these two are androids,” Sandy said.

“So, what’s the plan?” I asked.

“Well, I brought your A.I. chip with me so that you could use it to be me for a while,” Annina said, taking it out of her pockets.

“Thanks Annina, but why couldn’t you put me in my robot?” I asked.

“Because everyone knows you’re unable to walk, if they saw you walking so soon they would get suspicious,” Abby said.

“Sorry, I must not be in my right mind yet…I appreciate your offer Annina, but where will you be?” I asked.

“Well, Sandy here can have an A.I. chip installed in her primary database, so I’ll be using her body while you and Abby walk to the store to get us all something to eat,” Annina explained.

“Cool, why don’t we get this started then,” I said, and then Sandy vanished while Abby removed Annina’s chip and plugged it into a small computer on my desk. After several seconds, Sandy reappeared and smiled at me.

“Wow, being a hologram is cool,” she said, speaking like Annina would.

“Cool, now I’ll just attach these and…” I said, and then I blacked out.

Several seconds later, I opened my eyes in Annina’s body.

“Wow Annina, your body feels nice,” I said, speaking with her voice and even with her accent.

“Thanks, and so does yours,” she said, “I tried it out before coming here so that it would be fair,” she added, still feeling her temporary holographic body.

“I see, now why don’t we get going Abby,” I said, and then Abby and I slowly headed to the store and bought us all some food and drinks.

“I see, now why don’t we get going Abby,” I said, and then Abby and I headed to the store and bought us all some food and drinks.

When we got back, we ate the food, but then I felt like having some more fun.

“Annina, would you mind if I spent some more time in your body?” I asked.

“Sure, I don’t mind,” she said, setting her plate down.

“Thanks,” I said, “Would you do the honors Abby?” I asked.

“Sure,” she smiled, and she promptly deactivated Annina and removed her chip. Instead of plugging her into Sandy’s computer though, she merely set her chip down on the desk; we wanted some alone time.

After ensuring Annina’s chip was safe, she grabbed mine and inserted it into Annina’s body, and I activated my transceivers.

A few moments later, I once again awoke in Annina’s body.

“Wow, she has a really nice body,” I said once again, gently feeling myself.

“Yes, so why did you want to inhabit her again?” Abby asked.

“Because I wanted to have a little girl-to-girl action with you,” I said, “If that’s alright,” I said.

“I don’t mind,” she said, “And I don’t think Annina will either,”

“Good, because technically this is incest too,” I smiled.

“Good thing I don’t plan on telling anyone,” she smiled back.

“Alright then, let’s get started,” I said, and before she could respond, I pulled her in an embrace and planted a kiss on her lips. After a few seconds, we decided to get naughtier and turned it into a French kiss, which was something we had never done.

After the kiss, we made out some more and then decided we’d had enough fun, so I returned to my body, and Abby put Annina back in hers. “So, what did you two do?” she asked, once she was back online.

“We just made out,” I said.

“Oh, that explains the strange taste in my mouth,” she said, “How did it feel?” she asked.

“Great,” I said, thinking of a certain song which could better answer the question.

“Good,” she smiled, and we spent the rest of the day chatting and watching TV before I had to sleep.

Two days later, I fully recovered, and then I had to spend a full day working with Abby and Annina on the homework I hadn’t been able to work on. When I returned to school, I was decorated as a hero and was told that all the homework I did would count as extra credit since they didn’t think I’d actually be able do it.

I also got to keep Sandy in my room, Eric gave her to me to use as an assistant and to help clean my room while I was out; her nursing skills were not supplanted. And, while she was very pretty, we didn’t have sex…though she did let me see her naked. Unfortunately, her emitters only worked in my room, the bathroom and as far as the top of the stairs, so she couldn’t go with me anywhere else in the house.

The rest of the school year passed without incident. Annina and I did well in Track, and she found it much easier than Cross-Country since the distances were more consistent.
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Part 5: The internship

At the end of the year, all the seniors got ready for graduation and since both Abby and I were Valedictorians, we had to prepare speeches; Annina would’ve been too if she’d been built at the same time as Abby and attended West Valley for all four years.

After graduation, the three of us were admitted to San Jose State University with our perfect GPAs, but then Eric told us that he pulled some strings at the university to allow us to intern for a full year, since Abby was going for a Master’s in acting and both Annina and I were going for a Master’s in Theater; I was also working on a computer programming degree as well.

“Where are we going Dad?” Abby asked, once we heard him give us the good news.

“I’m keeping that a secret, but let’s just say you’ll get to help me build another android,” he winked, and he said nothing more for the whole summer.

We decided to celebrate all our birthdays on Abby’s, so we could have a huge party without my family being there. Abby and Annina both transferred into their new bodies, for ages 23-25; my new body was there as well.

Finally, the day before my birthday Eric told us we were going to England to help out with the last three Harry Potter movies, and he also told us that our credit would be academic and that we would also be on the pay roll.

“So after this you guys shouldn’t have to worry about money for a long time, that way you can focus more on school and less on working,” he said.

“Cool, I’m sure my parents will be happy…they had to open a student loan for me so that I could enroll, I can’t wait to pay it all back,” I said. “So Phillip, now that you and Abby are adults, when are you planning on getting married?” he asked, taking me off to the side.

“After we finish school, so probably in about 4-years,” I said.

“That’s good, we’re making promising progress with the artificial reproductive system, but it still won’t be finished for at least another 2-3 years,” he said.

“No problem, we aren’t ready for kids right now anyway,” I said.

“Good man, now I’ll drive you over to your house to let your parents know,” he said, and then he and I got in his car and drove to my house.

My parents were so excited that they nearly fainted. They couldn’t believe that I’d be working on three movies that would be seen the world over, and that I’d soon have more than enough money to pay for college.

After they expressed their gratitude to Eric for helping my start my life, we headed back to his house, where my birthday celebration was going to be.

“I’m curious Phillip, when we reveal that we’ve created androids, will your parents still accept Abby?” Eric asked, once we pulled back into his garage.

“I think they will” I said, “they still like her a hell of a lot more than my other brother’s girlfriends,” I laughed.

“Good, then I think we’ll wait until Abby gets pregnant, that might lessen the blow if they find out the same time they find out they are grandparents,” Eric said.

“Good idea, I don’t know how I’ll tell them,” I said.

“How did they take the news Phillip?” Abby asked, opening the door for us.

“Very well, and they’ll be here tomorrow to celebrate my birthday,” I told her, giving her a kiss.

“Good, but what about Mom?” she asked, looking concerned.

“Oh yeah, my dad’s seen the Outer Limits,” I said, “He might recognize her,”

“No worries, I’ve made a few modifications to her face and body to make her look different enough to pass off as a doppelganger,” Eric said, and then Andrea walked in.

She looked exactly the same, only she looked thinner overall, she was a full inch taller and her eyes were a slightly darker shade than the real Gabrielle’s were.

“You look nice,” I told her.

“Thanks dear,” she said, giving me a motherly kiss.

“Can we get something to eat,” I said, “I’m starving,”

“Sure dear,” Andrea said, “I just finished baking some cookies,” she said.

“Well, let’s go eat them then,” I said, and we all headed into the kitchen and snacked on her cookies.

For my birthday, my family came over to Abby’s house and we had an all-day party. There were no special presents from Abby or Annina; they each gave me normal things like everyone else. After the party, my family went home while I stayed the night with Abby.

“Happy birthday Phillip,” she said, once I entered her room.

“Thanks Abby,” I said, giving her a kiss as I took off my clothes and put on my pajamas, “You know, now that we’re out of college, we should consider having sex,” I told her.

“I know, but I think I want to wait until I can get pregnant, that way our firstborn will receive the full love,” Abby told me.

“Okay, I’m sure we will find a way though,” I said.

“Yes, we can’t have sex with each other, but we can still have sex in another body,” Abby said.

“Too bad there aren’t any,” I said.

“Yet,” she corrected, “I’ve heard that they’re making a line of androids designed solely for sex,” Abby said.

“Cool, will they be sentient?” I asked.

“No, they’ll either have chips with personality and programming installed, or they’ll be able to be operated by androids like me who can put their A.I. chips in another android,” Abby told me.

“I see” I said, “let’s go to bed now,” I said, shutting my computer down.

“Alright,” she said, and we both crawled into her bed and fell asleep.

I spent the last few days of August packing what belongings I’d need for a whole year, and also getting contact info for my family so I could send them updates; Against my personal beliefs, I set up a Facebook account so I could give them all periodic updates.

On the first of September, Eric, Abby, Annina and I all drove to the airport and got on a plane to England. I was somewhat terrified since it was my first time ever flying on an airplane, but I did feel somewhat better with Abby sitting next to me.

It was late at night when we arrived in the UK, so we all slept at a nearby hotel, but the next morning we took a train to the filming location of the 6th Harry Potter film and got ourselves set up in the complex that Eric’s company had set up.

“I believe I told you that we had several branches worldwide, well this is the UK branch…it’s actually a coincidence that it’s set up here, because they only needed a remote location,” Eric said, once we deposited our belongings in a suite that was set up for us and then headed to where Eric would be working.

“Eric, what position do you hold exactly?” I asked, walking with him, Abby and Annina through a maze of cubicles.

“Well, I’m only the director of the North American branch, but I’m also the first one to develop an A.I. chip so that makes me a respected expert in all branches,” Eric explained, looking back at Abby with a smile.

“Cool and you said we’ll be working on an android?” I asked.

“Yes, this one will be completely original, though she’s built to look like the description of one of the characters in the books,” Eric said, taking us into an elevator and punching in a floor three levels below us.

“Which one?” I asked.

“Pansy Parkinson, the girl they had been using decided to call it quits, so we asked for an opportunity to prove ourselves,” he said, letting us off into a massive subterranean lab.

The lab seemed to stretch for over a mile. There were several tracks with various androids running and doing physical exercises, along with several other environments that androids were being tested out on.

“None of those androids is sentient like Abby and Annina here, but they might be some day,” Eric said, looking over at an android male running on a treadmill nearby.

“I think you may recognize some of these,” he then said, stopping at a cordoned off area.

“Wow, it’s the actors,” I said, seeing the Harry Potter actors and actresses lying in varying positions, some missing limbs and parts.

“Not quite, these are their android stand-ins…or more like their old androids, seeing as some are damaged and some look like they haven’t been used since the 4th film,” he said, noticing that some of them looked younger than usual.

“Are we going somewhere more private?” I asked, feeling uncomfortable with all the openness.

“Yes, in fact our lab is through here,” he said, taking us past all the discarded androids and through an open door.

The private lab Eric led us into looked almost identical his home lab, except the alcoves in this one were occupied with the android doubles of Emma Watson, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Tom Felton, Bonnie Wright and Evanna Lynch; they were wearing their Hogwarts uniforms. There was also a door leading to a private parlor off to the side.

“Yes, those are their current doubles. We’ll be bringing them to the filming site once Scarlett here is finished,” Eric said, walking over to the table, which had what looked like a robotic skeleton on it; the head was missing.

“Is Scarlett her actual name?” Abby asked, looking at the skeleton with interest.

“Yes, Scarlett Byrne. She’s named for the European branch chief’s daughter,” Eric said, “Scarlett here is just a skeleton, we just need to finish up with her head while her A.I. chip is compiling,” Eric said.

“Where’s her head?” Annina asked.

“It’s already been finished, since it’s the only thing that has been described by J.K. Rowling,” Eric replied, pulling a finished head out of a box.

The head belonged to a girl somewhere between the ages of 16 and 18. She had very dark brown hair that, if she had any, would fall to her shoulders. True to the book, her face was pug-faced. Though her eyes were close, it did look like her face could be as evil looking as it might have to be.

“Wow, she looks beautiful,” Abby said, looking more closely into the android’s face.

“Yeah, can you open her eyes?” I asked, wanting to see what her face would look like if she was awake.

“Sure,” Eric said, and he pressed the girl’s left ear, making the eyes open and the face go stoic.

“Now that’s a nice touch,” I said, looking into the android’s lifeless green eyes.

“Yes, we thought green eyes might make her stand out better as a Slytherin,” Eric said.

“Well Uncle, what needs to be done?” Annina asked.

“Like I said, we were able to finish Scarlett’s head, but we aren’t sure what to make her body look like. The three of us are going to run a few computer models over the skeleton to find the right combination,” Eric said, and then he shut the head back down and put it away.

“Let’s get started then,” I said, and we all sat down at the computers and got to work on giving this android a body.

After several long hours of working, we finally formed the model for what the android’s body would look like, down to the musculature and everything. Her skin was going to be very pale, and she was only going to be 5’4, but she would look very beautiful once she was fully formed.

“Alright, now this part will take several hours, her skeleton will be put in this machine and the musculature and skin will essentially be printed onto her structure until it looks indistinguishable from the real deal,” Eric said, lowering the skeleton into a machine on the other end of the room and activating it.

“What are we going to do in the meantime?” I asked.

“We’re going to start entering in all the programming into Scarlett’s brain,” Eric said, pulling the head back out and attaching a few cables to it.

“Are we going to customize her personality?” I asked.

“No, we don’t do that. We’re just going to test out her basic programming before installing her main circuits,” he said, bringing up the diagnostic menu and making the android’s face come to life.

“Hello, my name’s Scarlett Byrne,” the android said. Her voice was surprisingly deep for a girl of her age, almost like Elizabeth Hurley’s.

“Wow, she has a nice voice,” I said.

“Yeah, her voice sounds deep,” Annina said.

“I know, she’s also loosely modeled after that man’s daughter, mostly her voice,” Eric said, now making the face make a variety of facial expressions.

Several hours later, after interacting with the head while a test program was running on it, the body was finished so Eric and I carefully lifted it from the machine and placed it back on the table.

“Wow, the computer models didn’t do her justice,” Abby said, looking at the naked body now lying on the table. Her skin was very pale due to her apparent Caucasian background, and her body was very thin around the torso, giving her a petite body type.

“Yeah, I really like her feet,” I said, grabbing her left foot and feeling it in my hands.

“I know you do,” Abby laughed.

“Okay, I’m going to run a few motor tests to see if all her parts are working, so you might want to move away,” Eric said, and once we stepped back he made all Scarlett’s body parts move around.

“Okay she passed, now let’s get her head attached and her chip installed so we can bring her to life,” he said, and while I attached her head to her body, Eric installed the A.I. chip.

“Are you going to turn her on now?” Annina asked, once Scarlett was completed.

“Yes, hold on,” Eric said, and he quickly pressed Scarlett’s left ear and then stood at the foot of the table with us.

After her initial start-up speech, she blinked her eyes, sat up and then looked into our eyes with more life than before.

“Hello, my name’s Scarlett Byrne, who are you?” she asked in her deep voice with the British accent.

“My name’s Eric James; this is my daughter Abby James and her boyfriend Phillip White. And this is my niece, Annina Hammer,” Eric said, pointing us all out.

“Pleased to meet you, have I just been activated?” she asked.

“Yes, can you access your memories?” Eric asked.

“Yes, I have full access to my programmed history for social interactions,” Scarlett replied, tilting her head robotically as she said this.

“Good, and do you know why you have been created?” he asked.

“Yes, I’ve been constructed to play the role of Pansy Parkinson in the last three Harry Potter movies,” she answered.

“Correct, and then after you’re finished you’ll be returning to the United States of America with us and attending San Jose State University with my daughter, Phillip and Annina,” he said.

“I understand,” she said.

“Excellent, now would you like to go into the parlor with these three and get dressed?” he asked.

“Yes I would,” she said, stepping off the table.

“Alright, you’ll be in good hands with these three,” Eric said, and then he came over to us and said, “Okay, she’ll be like you were, Annina, for a week. The parlor has three beds and a closet with a selection of clothing for Scarlett to choose from. All your belongings are in there as well, and we’ll be staying here until the day after tomorrow when we head over to the filming location and stay in our trailers,”

“Okay, we’ll make her comfortable,” Abby said.

“I know, now I have to meet with the chief of this region,” Eric said, and after giving Abby a kiss, he headed out.

“So, are we going in now?” Scarlett asked, walking over to us.

“Yes Scarlett, please follow us,” Abby said, and the four of us walked into the spacious parlor.

Once I closed the door, Scarlett turned to us and said, “Are you all androids?”

“Well, Annina and I are, but Phillip here is flesh and blood,” Abby said.

“I see, and did you help with my construction?” she asked.

“Yes, we actually picked out your whole body below your head,” I said.

“Well thanks, you did a good job,” she said, looking at herself in a mirror.

“So Scarlett, how do you feel?” I asked, sitting down on the large bed that Abby and I’d be sleeping in.

“I feel fine, considering I’ve only been alive for a few minutes,” she said, still standing up and still naked.

“That’s good,” I said.

“You don’t have a problem with seeing me naked, do you?” she asked, looking down at herself.

“Not at all, although you really should get dressed,” Abby said.

“Alright, hold on,” she said, and she walked into the closet and returned a few minutes later wearing a pair of denim crops, and a black t-shirt.

“How do I look?” she asked.

“You look nice,” Annina said.

“Thanks, now what are we going to do with all the free time we have right now?” Scarlett asked, looking bored.

“Well, why don’t we all tell you about ourselves,” I said, and then we all sat down in the chairs in the middle of the room and chatted about our lives up to this point.

Because I had been around longer, I spoke first and then Abby joined in at the point in my life when I met her and then finally Annina joined in to give her bit. After we finished, Scarlett told us a few things that had been programmed into her for her to list as her history, all things which were based on someone else’s life. We all knew that they were preprogrammed, but it gave Scarlett something to talk about and us something to hear.

When we finished, we turned on the TV and watched the local news and then we stayed up almost to midnight talking some more before going to bed.

The entire next day, we all explored the enormous lab; Annina and I even ran on one of the tracks that weren’t being used. We also popped in the five Harry Potter movies that had already been completed, because Scarlett hadn’t seen them before, nor were they programmed into her.

“Wow, I can’t believe I was created for such a small role,” she said, watching the previous actress in the third film.

“Well, from what I’ve heard they built you to see if you could fool millions worldwide, and I also heard they expanded your role from their original plans so you’ll have more scenes,” I said.

“That’s good, although now I feel like I’m under pressure,” she said.

“Don’t worry, I’ve been online for over four years now and no one but Phillip has discovered I’m an android,” Abby said, once the third film ended.

“Thanks, although I still feel pressure,” she said.

“You know, I’ve always found British accents a little enticing,” I said, popping in the 4th film.

“Really?” Abby said.

“Wow, you almost made me blush,” Scarlett said.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” I said, turning red.

“It’s alright,” Scarlett said, giving me a kiss.

“Scarlett, you’re throwing gasoline on the fire,” Abby said, seeing me go redder.

“I know,” she laughed.

“Okay, let’s start the movie now,” I said, and after more laughter we sat back and watched the next two films.

The next day, the android doubles were packed into sealed containers along with the rest of our stuff and then we all drove to the area where they were working on the films, some 20 miles away.

Although there was a literal city of trailers, we managed to get four entire trailers to ourselves, and they were in a more remote location than the rest, whilst still being neighbors with those of the main actors.

“Okay, these four are ours,” Eric said, backing the truck in near four trailers.

“Do we each get one to our self?” I asked.

“No, one is for you and Abby, another is for Annina and Scarlett, one is for me, and the last is actually a small lab so we can work on the androids without having to drive all the way back to the lab,” Eric said.

“Cool! And will we get to meet all the actors and tour the sets?” I asked.

“Yes, though we should get our stuff squared away first,” he said, and at that we all stepped out of the trucks and carried our belongings to our trailers.

“Wow, this is cool,” Abby said, once we walked into the trailer we would be calling home for a year.

“Very cool,” I said.

The trailer was positioned in the middle of our little area. There was a single bed all the way in the back, a bathroom just before it and then a kitchen. To our right was a small living area with a few chairs to entertain guests and all the way at the other end was a small office space where Abby and I could do our schoolwork.

After Abby and I settled in, we toured the other trailers and found they were the same, except Annina and Scarlett’s had two separate beds. The trailer with the lab had none of the things ours did; it was full of repair and diagnostic equipment, and spare parts.

“Well, how do you like your new homes?” Eric asked, once we stepped back out.

“They’re perfect, thanks Dad!” Abby said, running over and giving him a hug.

“You’re welcome, now if you’re all settled in and ready, I’ll take you to the director’s encampment to introduce you,” he said.

“We’re ready,” I said, putting on my jacket and then tacking Abby’s hand.

“Okay, then follow me,” he said, and we walked past our trailers to a makeshift path and walked to where the directors were. On the way, we caught glimpses of some of the actors mixed in with the crew and some of them walked to the path to see who we were as we passed by.

“Dad, do they know who we are?” Abby asked, walking past the actors who played some of the Slytherins.

“Not really, you’ll be introduced to all the actors later tonight, as will you Scarlett,” Eric replied.

“Okay,” Abby said, and they continued walking until they finally reached a large encampment near the center. David Yates, the director, was conversing with some of the producers outside his trailer when we approached, but when he caught sight of Eric he quickly finished his chat with the producer and then beckoned us over once he was alone.

“Eric, I was expecting you a little later,” David said, shaking Eric’s hand.

“I know, traffic wasn’t as bad as I thought and it didn’t take as long for us to get packed,” he said.

“Well please, come in to my trailer so we can chat,” he said, and then all of us went into the large trailer and sat down in the large meeting area.

“So, you must be Scarlett, the new android Eric told us about,” David said, cutting to the chase and looking directly at Scarlett.

“That’s right, my name’s Scarlett Byrne,” she said, shaking David’s hand.

“Don’t worry, I know all about you androids…I must say though, you‘re the first one I’ve seen that isn’t a double,” he said, sitting down.

“Well David, you’ll be surprised to know that my daughter and niece here are also androids,” Eric said, looking at Abby and Annina.

“Wow, pleased to meet you, and what about this young man?” he asked.

“Phillip here is human, my daughter Abigail is his girlfriend,” Eric said.

“Pleased to meet you, I’m a big fan of the Harry Potter series,” I said, shaking his hand.

“Nice to know, I only directed the last film…how did you like it?” he asked, and then I felt myself go a little red.

“Well, to be honest I thought it was a little like watching a show in fast-forward,” I said, trying to word it politely.

“I see,” David said.

“Don’t get me wrong, it was a good film, I just wish it could have included a bit more,” I said.

“Don’t you worry Phillip, I wanted to as well, but with a 3-hour time frame I can only do so much, which is why I’m splitting book seven into two parts,” he said, smiling at me.

“I’ve heard, where are you splitting it?” I asked.

“Well, we haven’t completely decided yet…we can’t until we start filming, which we can’t do until we finish with book six,” he replied.

“I understand,” I said.

“Excellent, now I assume these are the students you requested intern with us, right?” David asked, looking back at Eric.

“That’s correct. My daughter Abby is going for an acting career, as will Scarlett. Annina and Phillip on the other hand are going for the technical side of theater,” he explained.

“That’s good, any interest in directing?” he asked, looking at me and Annina.

“Maybe, at the moment I have an interest in lighting…I’m also going for a degree in computer skills,” I replied.

“And I have an interest in sound,” Annina added.

“Well, I’ll be glad to allow you to apprentice with our experts, and to let you partake in the films,” he added.

“What do you mean?” Abby asked.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you,” Eric said, looking abashed.

“Well, part of the contract with Eric’s company that we’ve agreed to was that you, Phillip and Annina get a small role in the final films. Scarlett of course will actually be in the sixth film and the second part of the last film,” David told us.

“What parts will we get?” I asked, a little excited and nervous.

“Well, because J.K. Rowlings’ contract with us prohibits having non-British people play her characters, we found a loophole which allows us to have you play extras…so, you three will be listed as American Tourists and will appear in at least one
scene in all three films, and have your names listed in the credits,” David said.

“That’s cool, thanks Dad!” Abby said.

“So Eric, do you have the new android doubles with you?” David asked.

“Yes, so if Daniel, Emma, Rupert, Evanna, Bonnie and Tom want to take a look at them, they can come to our trailers where they will be kept,” Eric replied.

“Very well, but I’d like to take a look at them first,” David said.

“Alright, but can we take a tram back so we don’t have to walk?” Eric said.

“Sure, I’ll drive,” he said, and then we all headed back out and got into a small tram and drove back to our encampment.

After David inspected the android doubles, he gave each of us information packets, along with scripts, and then he informed us that filming would begin the coming Monday.

“Oh, dinner with the whole cast and crew is at 6:00, so you all have about four-hours to rest and then those six actors will accompany you back here to check out their doubles,” David said, and then he hopped back into the tram and drove off.

For the following four hours before our dinner introduction with the cast and crew, we unpacked our belongings and made our trailers look more homely. Once I got all my personal belongings out, I set up the holographic emitters and then activated Sandy.

“Wow, this looks different,” she said, once she appeared.

“Yes Sandy, we’re in the United Kingdom right now,” I told her, setting her laptop down near my desk and then walking over to her.

“Cool, is this to be my new environment?” she asked, looking around the trailer.

“Yes, now what I’ll need you for is to help keep this place clean while Abby and I are away, and I’ll need you to cook for us,” I told her.

“Alright, and what about my other tasks?” she asked.

“Your other tasks remain the same,” I told her.

“Alright Phillip, anything else?” she asked.

“No, you may deactivate if you want,” I said.

“Alright, I’ll see you later,” she said, and then she shimmered away.

At 6:00, we all dressed into formal attire and then walked to a large complex where we would be dining. The dinner was a large feast of many different types of food, and it lasted for a full hour before David Yates got up and made his announcements.

Many of them were welcome backs for the cast and crew, some were announcements of when filming would start and then he brought us up. When he finished, everyone got up from their seats and mingled. I was quite shocked when several of the actors made their way over to us to introduce themselves. After meeting with all the adult actors, we were finally able to meet the six whose doubles we brought to our trailers.

“Wow, so you’re all androids?” Daniel Radcliffe asked, looking at us.

“No, I’m human,” I said.

“I see, well pleased to meet you Phillip,” he said, shaking my hand.

“So, you were built to play Pansy right…you know, in the books we’re a couple at first,” Tom Felton said, talking with Scarlett.

“Really, I haven’t had time to read the books yet, I was only activated two days ago,” she said.

“Oh, well I may play an evil character, but in real life I’m not that bad,” Tom said, but then I shifted my attention to Abby and Annina, who were chatting with Evanna, Bonnie and Emma.

“So, how does it feel being an android?” Emma asked.

“It feels about the same as being human, according to my boyfriend,” Abby replied.

“Oh, so you’ve been in an android too?” Bonnie asked.

“Yes, her dad built a copy of me…it’s in my trailer, but we had to dismantle it so it could fit in a trunk,” I said.

“That’s cool, I thought it was ghastly to have an android double at first, but once I tried it out I rather liked it,” she said.

“I’m glad I got to use mine last film, because that barefoot scene was done in really cold weather,” Evanna said.

“I’ll bet,” I said, “Did you know we brought new doubles for you?” I asked.

“Yes, I understand we’ll get to see them after we’re done here,” Emma said.

“That’s what I’ve heard too, and I also think your trailers are right next to ours,” I said.

“I think they are, we just didn’t know who you were at first,” Bonnie said.

“Well, why don’t you come over and visit sometimes?” Annina asked.

“You can count on it...you’re the only other people around our age,” Emma said.

At that moment, Eric came over to us and said that it was about time we headed back.

“Alright,” I said, and then we headed back with the six actors.

“Wow, you guys have some nice trailers,” Rupert said, once we arrived back at our camp.

“I know,” I said.

“So kids, if you’ll follow me, I’ll take you to your new android doubles, which you may keep with you in your trailers,” Eric said.

“Thanks Mr. James,” they all said, and after several minutes in the repair trailer, they each returned with their androids walking beside them.

“Hey, do you want to see our androids?” they asked, walking over to mine and Abby’s trailer.

“Sure,” I said, moving out of the way so each actor, and their double, could come in.

“I think it’s a little too crowded in here, why don’t you all head back to your trailers and transfer into your robots,” Abby suggested, and then they each headed back out, leaving their androids behind. Several moments later, each android rebooted and then the actors inhabited them.

“Wow, they feel so much better now,” Emma said, getting up and stretching her new body out.

“Yeah, and I think they have better battery life too,” Bonnie said, also stretching.

“You should,” Abby said, “Annina and I, and Scarlett, were built with enhanced power systems.”

“That’s good, there were a few times our androids lost power during the last film…very awkward,” Daniel shuddered.

After each android came back to life, we all talked until Rupert, Daniel and Tom decided to leave. Emma, Bonnie and Evanna decided to stay and keep us company for a while longer.

“So Phillip, how did you meet Abby?” Emma asked, looking at me with curiosity in her brown eyes.

“Well, I was running to one of my classes, and then she came out and I ran into her,” I said.

“Were you running because you were late?” she asked.

“No, he just likes to run places,” Abby said, moving closer to me on the couch.

“Wow, and then when did you find out she was an android?” Bonnie asked, looking at me with her bright blue eyes.

“She got shocked by a power strip and malfunctioned in my bedroom,” I said, “Though it was more than a year later,” I added.

“And he didn’t take advantage of me, he’s treated me like a human all this time for the past four years,” Abby said, giving me a kiss.

“That’s so sweet, are you planning on getting married?” Emma asked.

“Yes, but not until we’re out of college,” I replied.

“What about an engagement?” Evanna asked.

“That will also have to wait until after college,” I said.

“You must be a very patient man,” Emma said.

“Yes, and I have a very patient girlfriend,” I said, giving Abby a kiss.

“We loved all of you in the past five movies you know,” Abby said.

“That’s good to hear, normally we just get the crazy fans who just like us because we’re on film,” Emma said.

“Well, I won’t deny some of the darker aspects of being a fan, but it is much nicer to meet you all in person,” I said.

“Phillip, you don’t have a crush on us, do you?” Bonnie asked, looking at me with a devious look.

“Kind of, but you’re all lovely,” I said, starting to blush.

“Actually, Phillip here happens to have a foot fetish,” Abby said.

“Really?” Emma asked.

“Yes, so I did really enjoy that barefoot scene you did Evanna,” I said.

“Thanks, you can see my feet again if you want,” Evanna said, bringing her feet up.

“You can see our feet too, I’m sure you’ll be working on these bodies in the future anyway,” Emma said, and then the three of them took off their shoes and socks and showed me their bare feet.

“Wow, pictures didn’t do your feet justice,” I said, looking at Emma’s perfect feet.

“Thanks, I don’t show them very often,” Emma blushed, allowing me to feel them.

“You really should, I think it brings you a little more down-to-Earth,” I said, feeling her realistic feet.

“Thank you Emma, now I’ll feel yours Bonnie,” I said, letting Emma put her feet down and then taking Bonnie’s feet. Her feet were really nice, except her toes were a little longer than Emma’s were.

When I got to Evanna, she started giggling, but once she was able to control herself I was able to feel her small feet. They looked exactly as they did in the previous film; except they were a little bigger now she was about a year older.

“Thank you all for indulging my fetish, I hope we can all continue this friendship for the next year,” I said, watching as the girls put their shoes and socks back on.

“I don’t think anything will get in the way,” Emma agreed.

“Well, it’s been nice meeting you two, but we should be getting back to our trailers…we’ve already been up since very early this morning and should be going to bed,” Bonnie said, looking at a nearby clock; it was almost midnight.

“Okay, we’ll see you in the morning,” Abby said.

“Alright, good night,” they said, and then the three girls walked through the gap in the trailers to their camp.

“They were nice, weren’t they?” Abby asked, coming away from the door and sitting back down with me.

“Yes…you saw on my computer that I dreamed of meeting them one day, didn’t you?” I asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“Yes, I told Dad but I never thought he would go this far,” Abby said.

“Well, I’ll have to add it to the growing list of things to thank him for,” I said.

“You’ve thanked him already though,” Abby pointed out.

“Oh, that’s right…why don’t we get to bed now?” I said.

“Alright, I’m a little tired,” she agreed, and with that we both changed into our pajamas and went to sleep.

Over the next few days leading to Scarlett’s official sentience, we all became close friends with the actors. Every day we would go over to their camp and they would come to ours. I showed them my android of course, and they also seemed to like Sandy as well, so she took to staying online more often as a result. Scarlett spent much of her time reading all the books, and by the time she finished with the last one, she was sentient and we all had to get to work.

Eric’s job wasn’t too hard for the first few weeks, since the 6th film didn’t have too many scenes involving fighting or stunts. Still, every now and then he would have to fix a few scratches made by carelessness or the few stunts they were doing.

Annina and I were having a good time learning from professionals on how to operate lights and sounds, but in between all that Eric had me assist him in the minor android repairs, as well as the not-so-minor ones.

“You know Phillip,” he said, walking me through the replacement of a worn out part in Emma Watson’s robot. “I’ve realized that once we’re finished here, you, Abby, Annina and Scarlett will no longer be living with me…so, I’ve decided to teach you everything I can so you can fix them on your own,”

“It certainly will be nice to be able to fix them, I don’t want to have to call you up every time they get so much as a scratch,” I agreed, replacing the servo and then sealing up the slice we made in the robot’s leg.

“I know, what we just did to this robot here is actually pretty routine…the software problems usually take a bit more skill and time, but I think computers come quite naturally to you so you may find it pretty easy,” Eric said, opening up the robot’s front panel and checking a few things.

“Yeah, and my computer degree may help too,” I said.

“Exactly, now plug her in so I can check a few things,” he said, and we both continued working on the android until Eric was finished and then we returned it to Emma.

So, whenever I wasn’t doing homework or working on the sets, I was learning the inner workings, as well as the outer workings, of the androids. I helped fix scratches, broken parts, malfunctions and I even had to help build new limbs for some of them when they got too heavily damaged in the stunts.

With all the advances in holography and computers, filming a movie took significantly less time than they used to. That, coupled with improvements in memory retention, allowed for this film to be finished before the New Year started and by late February, the movie was 100% done and ready to be released that July.

Eric managed to extend our internship with the college by another 6-months, and filming of the two-part last film began immediately.

Because of the large number of battles and skirmishes in the novel, there was an almost equal amount in both parts of the film. As such, the volume of repair work almost quadrupled and I found myself helping Eric out more and more. I grew pretty close to the young actors I was working with, and I found myself talking with Rupert the most since he and I were only a few days apart in terms of age.

Abby and Annina became close friends with Emma, Bonnie and Evanna, and Scarlett and Tom were almost a couple since they seemed to have good chemistry with one another.

In July, they halted production so that everyone could take a break and so that they could promote the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Part of our contract included going to the premieres with all the other actors, and Abby, Annina and I got tons of e-mails from friends and family when our names appeared in the credits, and of course when they saw us walking past the entrance to Diagon Ally in the beginning.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:55 pm

Part 6: A sexual experiment

After the promoting ended, production resumed and we narrowly finished both films before November. After we each got our $20 million compensation for our work in all the films, we flew back to America with Scarlett, and got settled into a large house that we had built while we were in the UK…one right against the foothills, but still within 10-minutes of my parent’s house.

“Wow, I can’t believe we have this all to ourselves!” Abby said, running into the three-story house that had been finished just before we flew back.

“I know, I wonder what kind of security improvements Eric’s people did so that I could have a lab,” I said, following her in, with Annina and Scarlett behind me.

“Don’t worry Phillip, you’ll have plenty of space to hide the androids,” Abby said. On the last day of production, all six actors kindly gave their doubles to us as gifts of friendship. Tom said he would be moving in with us once he finished up at his school.

“Good, now our room should be on the top floor,” I said, going up the long flight of stairs while Eric’s coworkers helped bring all our stuff in.

“Ooh, this looks nice,” she said, opening our door, which was the only bedroom on the third floor. The bedroom was situated in the front of the house, so we could see almost everything from our window. There was also a door on the other side, which led to a balcony overlooking the foothills and the grand swimming pool in the backyard.

“I know, they built everything to fit our needs,” I said, setting my bag down and joining her on the balcony.

“I wonder if Annina and Scarlett like their rooms” Abby asked. Both their rooms were on the second floor, along with two other guest rooms and two bathrooms. Our bathroom was just across the hall from our room, and further down the hall and to the right was my office.

“Probably the same as us,” I said.

“That’s good, let’s go down and bring in our stuff,” she said, and then we headed down and assisted in bringing in all our stuff. My lab, which was of course in the basement, was twice as large as Eric’s home lab, and it had more than enough space for all six androids.

The house was built with holographic emitters in every room, so it only took a few minutes to get Sandy transferred from her laptop to a more permanent server. Once she was activated, she happily got to work by getting things set up in the kitchen. The first floor had only two guest rooms, and the rest was a large living room in the front, which led to the backyard. There was also the dining room and kitchen off to the side, and then a laundry room and garage entrance. The entrance to my lab was hidden in the back of a closet near the stairs.

After we all got settled in, my family and Abby’s came over for a housewarming celebration, and it was then that I surprised all of them by getting down on my knees and proposing to Abby.

“Wow, I thought we were waiting until after school,” she whispered, still shocked by my proposal.

“Well, I figured that it would be easier to call you my fiancé than my girlfriend,” I said, holding out the sapphire ring I had purchased on my last day in England.

“Yes Phillip, I accept,” she said, accepting my ring.

“Congratulations Phillip,” Eric said, first to recover from the shock.

“Thanks,” I said, now in shock myself.

The celebration lasted well into the night, but when everyone finally left, Abby and I spent the rest of the night on our balcony, not wanting to sleep our special moment away; Abby plugged herself in though.

In the days that followed, we began scheduling the date for our wedding, and we finished our online work for our last intern semester.

“I can’t believe that we’ll actually be going there in a few months,” Abby said, once we got back our grades and scheduled our classes for the spring semester.

“I know, I wonder what it will be like…I mean, we are something of celebrities now,” I said.

“And I actually am a celebrity, considering I was built for it,” Scarlett said, reading the recent letter she got from Tom.

“Yeah, well I just hope I can meet someone there,” Annina said, feeling alone since both Abby and Scarlett were in relationships.

“Don’t worry Annina, I’m sure you’ll find someone there…or maybe they will find you,” Abby said.

“Is that supposed to mean something?” I asked, looking at her suspiciously.

“No, I was just covering both sides,” Abby smiled.

“I see,” I said.

After the Christmas holidays were over, we finally began attending San Jose State University. While Abby and Scarlett were both taking theater classes, Annina and I took the technical classes. The only time I was with none of them was when I had my computer classes, and I became close friends with a boy my age on the first day. We sat down next to each other and he quickly recognized me.

“Hey, you’re Phillip White aren’t you?” he asked.

“Yes I am, did you see me in the Harry Potter movies?” I asked, shaking his hand.

“Yes, I didn’t think you were still in school, considering you probably learned enough about film and whatnot over there,” the boy said.

“Well, I was only interning there along with my fiancé and her cousin…her father’s company was helping out with some of the behind the scenes stuff, and he got us working over there,” I said.

“Well, my name’s Brandon, Brandon Murray,” he said.

Brandon, was close to my age. His hair was in the same style as mine, but it was a shade of brown so light that it was nearly blonde. His very handsome face was accented by his clear blue eyes.

“Pleased to meet you Brandon, have you taken a computer course before?” I asked, still waiting for the teacher to start the lesson.

“No, this is my first day…I just transferred from a community college, I’m also majoring in computers,” he replied.

“Well, maybe we can help each other then," I said, "None of my other friends are taking these classes, so it would be nice to have someone to work with.”

“Sure thing, I’d love to study with you,” Brandon said, and from that moment, we were friends.

I invited him to several dinners at my house, and Abby and the others like him almost as much as I did. Indeed, the only one who liked him more than me was Annina. The only problem was that she was afraid of showing her feelings with him in case he didn’t like her being an android.

“I don’t know how long I could keep it a secret,” she told me, one day after he left.

“Well, I think everything will work out in the end,” I told her, “though you might want to talk to Abby about how you feel,” I suggested, “After all, she kept it from me for a year and a half,” I said.

“Thanks,” she said.

The semester seemed to pass rather quickly, and once it ended, we all had to fly back to England to catch the premiere of the first part of the movie; the second part would be released that very November.

Brandon and I kept in contact over the summer, but then just as we were heading back, he said he had to go on a trip for several days, so I couldn’t contact him.

Right when we got back, Eric stopped by our house to give us some news.

“Alright, you remember I told you that I’d let you see the androids we created after Annina,” he said, “well we’ve brought them all in to check them over, and we want to introduce them to you.”

“Really?” Abby said, sitting down on the couch with me.

“Yes, the North American branch is just 50-miles away, so we can leave first thing in the morning,” he said.

“Sure, thanks Eric…would you like to stay in one of our guest rooms?” I asked.

“Sure, I think I’ll sleep in this one over here,” he said, walking over to the one closest to the front door.

The next morning, we drove out of town and to a massive building hiding in a lush forest. It was almost identical to the European branch, but everyone inside was American.

Before we went down into the lab, we stopped at Eric’s office, which had several pictures of all of us, and an exact duplicate of Abby’s head on his desk.

“That’s kind of freaky,” she said, looking into its face.

“Well, you were a work of art, so I like looking at you,” Eric said.

“Wow,” she said, playing with its hair.

“Well, I think they’re all ready now,” he said, and then we all headed down to a special lab, one level above the massive one.

“Now, you may recognize a few of them, and others you won’t…we made both boys and girls of varying ages and had them released into the world to interact,” Eric said, walking us down a hall and stopping at a sealed door.

“Alright, may we enter now?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said, and then he punched in a code and the door opened.

Inside was a room that looked almost exactly like the repair room seen in West World. There were a series of beds, all with an android lying upon it and all in varying states of repairs. In addition, they were all still online.

“Wow, look at them,” Abby said, getting closer to me.

“I know…hey, I think I recognize her from school,” I said, looking at a girl in her late teens/early twenties with red hair and a full figure lying on a table near the door; she was missing both legs.

“Hello, my name’s Rebecca. I’m glad we could finally meet,” she said, looking up at us, “I’ve always wanted to thank you at school, but I was told not to reveal myself,” she said, “Thanks for letting me live,”

“You also let me live too,” the technician working on her said; she looked exactly like Roberta from Not Quite Human 2.

“Wow, they modeled you after a movie android?” I asked

“Yes, but I’m only a technician so I have to stay here…they also built Andrea from Star Trek,” she said, pointing over at another table where Andrea was working on a male android with his face removed.

“Alright everyone, I’d like for you to meet the people responsible for bringing you to being. My daughter Abigail and her fiancé Phillip, Annina my niece, and Scarlett,” Eric said, speaking to the whole room.

“Hi,” they all said in unison.

“Alright guys, would you like to meet some of them now?” Eric asked.

“Yes,” we said, and we slowly walked around and met with them all.

It seemed there was a pretty decent balance of males and females, aside from Rebecca, we did not immediately recognize any of them, but since some were missing their faceplates, it was not a surprise.

When I walked past the table with the Andrea technician, I stopped and took a closer look at the male android. He had light brown hair, almost blonde. When the technician clicked his face back on, I suddenly recognized him.

“Brandon?” I said, recognizing my best friend.

“Yes,” he said, smiling at me.

“I had no idea you were an android,” I said, walking over to his table.

“I know, that was the point…I was built to befriend you, and I’m happy that I succeeded,” he said.

“Wow, Hi Brandon,” Abby said, walking over with Annina and Scarlett.

“Hey guys, I hope my nudity doesn’t offend you,” he said, looking down at his naked body, which looked quite good.

“It doesn’t,” Annina said, blushing a little.

“So Brandon, what repairs were they doing on you?” I asked.

“Just a few diagnostics, and they were replacing a few servos in my head,” he said.

“I see, when do you get to leave?” I asked.

“In a little bit,” he said.

“Brandon, would you like to have dinner with me?” Annina blurted out.

“Of course Annina, I’ve noticed you’ve had some affection for me, but have been unwilling to show it for fear of me finding out you were an android…well, seeing as I’m too, I don’t mind,” he said.

“Thank you,” she said.

“Brandon, why don’t you just move in with us?” I suggested.

“Thank you Phillip and I think you deserve to see some more of my insides later, but I think Eric wants to show you all something first,” he said, and at that moment Eric arrived.

“Well, I see you’ve discovered Brandon’s true nature…he’s quite correct of course, I’d like you to follow me please,” he said, and after we said farewell to Brandon, we followed Eric out of the lab and into another one which was smaller.

“Now, I have a gift for each couple,” he said, knowing that Brandon and Annina were a couple now, and that Tom Felton would soon be moving in as well.

“Really, what?” Abby asked.

“These,” he said, and after pressing a button on the wall, a door at the other end of the room opened and then three very beautiful girls walked out and stood at attention in front of them.

“Wow, who are they?” Abby asked.

“Well, these are for you to have sex with, without worrying about getting impregnated too early,” he said rather delicately.

“You mean Abby could inhabit one of them so I could have sex with her?” I said.

“That’s one option, yes…but they also have a rudimentary intelligence built into them, along with thousands of entries about sex,” Eric said.

“So, we could have threesomes then?” Scarlett said.

“Exactly, and we’ve built them specifically for each of you,” he said.

“Which one is ours?” I asked, looking at all three girls, all of which appeared to be between the ages of 18 and 23.

“Becca,” he said, walking to the girl to the far left.

Becca looked like a typical 18 year old American college student. She had neck-length, reddish-brown hair and her eyes were a mesmerizing shade of amber. Even though she was currently in standby mode, her face had a perky looking smile.

“She looks lovely,” Abby said.

“Not as beautiful as you though,” I said.

“Thanks Phillip,” Abby laughed, giving me a kiss.

“Iga here is for you and Tom,” Eric said, moving to the girl in the middle. Iga looked to be around 20. She also had neck-length hair, but it was only red. She had brown eyes and had a more stoic expression on her face.

“Thanks Eric,” Scarlett said.

“You’re welcome, and by the way, she’s British,” Eric said.

“So I take it this last one is for Brandon and I,” Annina said.

“Yes, this’s Sandra,” he said, walking to the last girl. Sandra looked to be about 21. She had shoulder length black hair, and she had dark brown eyes. She had an almost sexy look on her face, and appeared more foreign than the others.

“She looks lovely,” Annina said.

“Yes, and she’s Ukrainian, though she is programmed to speak English,” Eric said.

“Thank you Eric, do we get to take them home now?” I asked.

“Yes, and Brandon will also be going with you…his belongings are already being transported to your house,” Eric said, and then Brandon walked in.

“Wow, who are they?” he asked, sitting down next to Annina.

“I’ll tell you on the way home,” Annina said.

“Okay,” Brandon said.

“Well guys, I hope you enjoy them,” Eric said, and then he led us out of the building, with the androids following us mindlessly to our cars.

When we arrived back at our home, we helped bring Brandon’s belongings to his and Annina’s room, then we brought our androids to our rooms, and then we all met back in the living room near the back of the house to examine Brandon’s artificial nature.

“So, I knew you were androids of course, but my programming explicitly said that I couldn’t reveal myself unless I malfunctioned or something,” he said, stripping down until he was naked.

“I understand, that’s how I found out about Abby,” I said, looking at Brandon’s good-looking body.

“I see, I was released into West Valley College and I transferred here this semester…I was glad you chose to be my friend,” Brandon said, posing in front of me.

“Me too, you’re the first sentient male android I’ve ever seen,” I told him, examining his perfect body up and down.

“Yeah, girls are more common and popular, but I don’t look that bad, do I?” he said.

“No, in fact you’re making me feel a little gay right now,” I said, looking from his perfect feet to his penis.

“It’s alright, I don’t mind…you can touch me if you like,” he said.

“Thanks,” I said, and then I calmly reached out and felt his penis, which was a little sweaty.

“Wow, no one but a technician has ever touched me there before,” Brandon said, looking down at me as I touched his penis.

“I’m honored, and it feels very real…even the sweat,” I said, wiping my hands off and then moving down to his feet.

“Thanks, I wasn’t sure you would take too much interest in me, considering I’m male,” he said.

“Well, I’m quite honest in saying that if you weren’t an android, I wouldn’t be touching you like this,” I said, feeling his feet, which were also sweaty.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yes, I suppose I have a better appreciation for androids than I do humans,” I said, moving up from his feet and feeling his smooth chest.

“I see,” he said.

“Okay, can you open your panels please,” I said, moving back a little.

“Sure,” he said, and then I saw his head, back and front panels open up, bringing with them the sound of machinery, which was previously blocked by his artificial structure.

“Thanks,” I said, and then I peered into his open front panel at all of the machinery that made my best friend tick.

“Because of my sentience, I have a little more complicated machinery than your own robot does,” Brandon said, watching as I dug my hands in and moved some wires aside so I could get a better look.

“I’ve noticed, such as a fully functional sexual drive and power source,” I said.

“Yep, your robot can only function for about 4-5 hours and then you have to leave it,” he said.

“Well, not really because of the power source, only because I still need to eat and go to the bathroom,” I said, moving to the back panel and looking at Brandon’s metallic spine.

“Yeah, I also employ many of the features that were developed for Abby and Annina,” he said.

“I know, and I also helped develop a few others with Eric,” I said, now examining Brandon’s head panel.

“Really, thanks,” Brandon said.

“You’re welcome…how did they model your body?” I asked, moving back in front of him and looking at his body again.

“Well, they kind of based me off of you, except of course they omitted the dent in the chest and a few other things,” he said.

“I thought you looked a little familiar,” I said, now recognizing some features, such as the overall figure and face type; He was even the same height as me.

“I like the light colored hair,” Annina said, finally speaking up.

“Thanks Annina,” he said, causing her to blush.

“Would you mind if I removed your face?” I asked, looking at his perfect face.

“Not at all,” he said, and then I slowly reached for his face and then removed it. Although I had seen this before in other androids, it was different since it was my best friend who I had thought to be as human as I was.

“Well, how do I look?” he asked, his bare blue eyes looking at me, and his voice emitting from the speaker.

“You look fine,” I said, placing his face down on the table, which Annina promptly picked up and examined.

“Thanks, I’ve been told that most androids find having their faces removed somewhat odd, but I don’t really mind,” he said, feeling his own robotic face with his fingers.

“That’s good, because I’ve noticed that the faces need to be removed fairly often for check-ups,” I said, watching the blinking lights above his eyes.

“Yeah,” he said, now watching Annina touching his lips.

“How does my face feel?” Brandon asked, slightly startling her.

“Very good, would you like it back?” she asked.

“Sure,” he said, and then she got to her feet and reattached it for him, and then planted a kiss on his reattached lips.

“Wow, that felt good,” he said, getting a little red in his cheeks. I noticed his penis stiffen up a bit.

“Thanks,” Annina said, sitting back down.

“Phillip, why don’t you power me down for a little bit so you guys can get a more objective look at me,” Brandon suggested.

“Alright, you should close your panels first,” I said.

“Okay,” and then all three panels swiftly closed and sealed up.

“It won’t be long,” I said, grabbing his left ear.

“I know,” he said, and then I pressed the button.

“All systems powering down,” he said, the last few syllables ending in a slow drone, and then he came to a stop.

“Wow, I can’t believe I thought he was human all this time,” I said, allowing Annina and the others to feel his now motionless body.

“Yeah, well if he’d malfunctioned like me, you would’ve known sooner,” Abby said, feeling Brandon’s arms.

“Well, I’m glad he’s an android, now I won’t have to worry about any bigotry,” Annina said.

“Will androids be able to mate with one another?” I asked, looking at Brandon’s penis again.

“Yes,” Abby replied, “Dad’s nearly finished with the artificial reproductive system for the males and females,” she explained, “It’s a highly complex method of programming our physical and mental traits into artificial sperm and egg cells, so they can do the same thing the real ones do,” she said.

“Oh, well that’s good,” I said, sitting down.

“I’m glad,” Annina said.

“Are you ready to turn him back on now?” I asked, seeing that everyone else had already sat back down.

“Yes,” she said, and then she carefully pressed his ear and then watched as he powered back on.

“Hello, how long was I off?” he asked, looking into Annina’s eyes.

“About five minutes,” she said.

“Not too long then, are you all done looking at me?” he asked politely.

“Yes, in fact why don’t we all head to our rooms to play with our new androids,” I said, and after a nodded agreement, we all headed up to our rooms.

“I’m so glad Brandon is an android too,” Abby said, once we were in our room and had the door locked.

“I know, although I can’t help but be slightly disappointed,” I said, sitting down on the bed and taking off my shoes.

“Why?” she asked, joining me on our bed and also removing her shoes.

“Well, it’s kind of like being ambushed…like I have to have my friends made for me,” I said, trying to word it carefully.

“Well, it’s because of you that he’s able to live, so you should be glad to have a friend who likes you so much…myself, Annina and Scarlett included,” she said.

“I suppose you’re right,” I said.

“I know,” she smiled, and then we both kissed.

“So, any ideas for Becca here?” I asked, once we broke apart.

Becca was currently standing a few feet from the bed, against the wall. She was wearing a simple white t-shirt with half-length sleeves, as well as a pair of denim crops and white tennis shoes with matching socks.

“Well, Dad told me that we’re essentially beta testing these girls, but they’re fully functional so you or I could easily have sex with them,” Abby said.

“I know, but will she be able to interact with us?” I asked, getting up and looking more closely into Becca’s lifeless face.

“Yes and she’s also programmed with sexual techniques from every culture, so she’ll even be able to teach us a few things,” Abby said.

“I see, what kind of personality do you think she has?” I asked.

“Well, based on her looks, probably a playful one,” she said, joining me.

“Good, are you ready for me to activate her?” I asked, grabbing her left ear.

“Yes, go ahead,” Abby said, sitting back down on the bed as I pressed in on Becca’s ear.

“Prototype sexual interaction model initiating…first run confirmed…loading all systems…memory: online…personality: online…pre-programmed databases: online…now booting A.I. Becca…boot complete, now starting A.I.,” she said, speaking in a monotone; despite the monotone, her voice was still pretty cute.

Then, she blinked her eyes and then her lovely amber eyes reopened with much more life.

“Hello, my name’s Becca, who are you two?” she asked, looking at both of us with a playful smile.

“Hello Becca, my name’s Abigail James, and this’s my fiancé Phillip White,” Abby said, getting up to join me in front of her.

“Hello, I’ve imprinted both your names and appearances into my permanent memory circuits, thank you for activating me!” she said, smiling even more, “And it looks like I have some of your sexual preferences pre-installed in my systems,” she added with an interesting look on her face.

“You’re welcome, are you based on anyone?” I asked, looking at her now active body.

“No, I am totally unique,” she said, feeling herself up and down.

“Good, does your programming completely control your actions, or do you have a will of your own?” I asked.

“I’m mostly controlled by my programming, but I have enough heuristic algorithms installed to adapt to virtually any situation,” she said.

“Good…you know, Abby here is an android,” I said.

“Oh, pleased to meet you,” Becca said, shaking Abby’s hand.

“Likewise, and Phillip here has a robotic double he can transfer into,” Abby said.

“Really?” Becca asked, turning to me with a hungry expression.

“Yes, did you want to see it?” I said.

“Please,” she said, and then she waited patiently while I went into the special storage closet designed for my robot and then carried him out.

“Wow, he looks just like you,” Becca said, walking over and feeling him up.

“I know, I was actually going to be in him for our time with you,” I said.

“That’s cool,” she said, “But either way is fine by me,” she smiled playfully.

“Same here, but we’re trying to save ourselves for when we’re married,” I explained, “That’s why I’ll be in my robot body, and she’ll be in your body,” I said.

“Oh, you want to try my body Abby?” she said with a smile.

“Yes, your body is perfect,” Abby complimented.

“Thanks,” Becca said with a programmed blush, “But I was kinda hoping I might have some fun with him too,” she pouted.

“Well, we have plenty of time,” I said, looking at the clock on the wall, “I don’t see why Becca can’t show off some of her own skills,” I said.

“Thanks Phillip!” she said, giving me an energetic hug.

“Don’t mention it,” I said, giving Abby a wink, one she returned.

“So Becca, are you able to function in my body?” Abby asked.

“No,” she answered, “My A.I. is fully integrated into this body,” she said, “and even if it weren’t, my A.I. isn’t sophisticated enough to handle your body,”

“That makes sense,” Abby nodded.

“Alright Becca, hold on while I get in my robot,” I said, and after she nodded, I laid down on the bed and activated my transceivers. A few seconds later, my eyes opened in my robot, and I saw Becca standing a few feet in front of me with an excited look on her face.

“Wow, that was cool,” she said, “Is it really you?”

“Yes Becca, it’s me,” I said, walking towards her and giving her a kiss.

“That felt nice,” she smiled, “But I can do a whole lot more,”

“We’re about to find out,” I said, what kind of strip programs do you have?” I asked.

“Tons,” she smiled, “Why don’t I start by stripping you, and then I’ll strip myself while doing a sexy dance?” she suggested.

“Sounds good to me, how about you Abby?” I asked.

“I’m fine with whatever you two do,” she assured them, “I’m content to watch for now,” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed and absently placing her hand on my body’s hand.

“Alright, then do it Becca,” I said.

“Okay,” she said, and she began seductively approaching me.

I couldn’t help but be turned on by her performance. Not only was she very attractive, her sexual programming was doing a really good job at affecting me. The first thing she did was to raise my arms and slide my shirt up over my head. After throwing it on the floor behind her, she slid my sweatpants down to the floor and let me step out of them. Finally, she slid my underwear down, revealing my very stiff penis.

“Ooh, looks like someone is excited to see me,” she said, letting her finger brush against it before moving back and removing her clothing, starting with her shoes and socks.

Knowing that I had a foot fetish, she lingered on her feet a while, taking her time removing the socks before standing back up and removing her t-shirt, revealing a large pair of breasts barely contained by a small bra. Smiling, she continued her little striptease and slid her crops down to her ankles, kicking them off. Finally, she unclasped the bra, her large breasts bouncing a little as they were released, and then she slid her panties down to reveal a shaved pussy.

“Well, what do you think?” she asked, turning around slowly and making her breasts bounce around.

“Very nice Becca,” I said my breathing very heavy. I was still amazed that this android body I was in could accurately convey my sexual arousal.

“Thanks, what would you like next?” she asked, having finished her assigned programming and waiting for new instructions.

“Hmmm,” I said, trying to think, as I didn’t want to actual engage in intercourse with her until Abby inhabited her, “Why don’t you give me a blowjob,” I said finally.

“Good choice,” she smiled, and she started approaching.

“Wait, hold on a sec,” I said, and as she stopped her movement, I opened my sexual panel and switched myself to safe sex mode so I wouldn’t get her messy before Abby. “There, continue,” I said, closing the panel.

“Alright,” she said, and she got down on her hands and knees and approached my penis, which had been slowly losing its stiffness.

“I’m pretty close to cumming, is there any way you can extend it?” I asked.

“Yes, don’t worry,” she smiled, “I have all sorts of sexual acts programmed,” she repeated from before, and she eagerly grabbed my penis with her small, smooth warm hands.

Despite my worries, she expertly manipulated my penis with her hands to loosen it up a little, and then she opened her mouth and slid my penis into it.

I had always been against the idea of oral sex, but when I felt her warm tongue and mouth working on my shaft, I immediately revised my opinions. For several minutes she worked on it, enhancing the pleasure by extending it. While it appeared that she was having a good time, I couldn’t help but think that she was just running a program…a program that had a definitive beginning and end.

After another minute, I could sense that I was about to cum, and I could see that she knew that as well. She expertly finished up as the water shot out of my penis into her mouth, which he smoothly swallowed up, licking her lips as she moved away and stood up.

“Well, was that good for you?” she asked.

“Yeah, it was great!” I said, after I recovered and saw my penis shrink down a little.

“Good, anything else?” she asked, “Maybe I can do something for her too,” she said, looking over at Abby, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed.

“No thanks Becca, but thanks,” Abby smiled.

“No problem, please keep in mind that I am bi-sexual,” Becca said with a kinky smile.

“I will, but I think I want to take over your body now,” Abby said.

“Alright,” Becca said with programmed disappointment, slumping her shoulders, “I’ll deactivate my A.I. then,” she said, “I look forward to having some fun with you two again,” she said.

“So do we,” I assured her, Abby nodding as well.

“Thanks you two,” Becca smiled, then she stiffened up and said, “A.I. Becca deactivated, entering standby mode,”

“Wow, she was amazing, wasn’t she?” I said, tearing myself from Becca’s frozen gaze and looking at Abby, who was getting to her feet from the bed.

“Yes, she was,” she agreed, “I can’t wait to play around with you in her body,” she said, “And I also can’t wait until we’re ready to do this in our bodies,” she added, looking at his real body, and at her own.

“Yeah, but using surrogates is a safe way to get practice,” I said.

“Agreed, now why don’t you put me in her,” she said.

“Okay,” I said, and I walked up behind her and opened her head panel.

Once I turned her body off, I removed her chip and walked over to Becca and inserted her into her body.

Once Abby’s chip was installed, Becca’s body came back to life and announced it had loaded Abby’s A.I.

“Wow, this body is great!” she said, moving from where it had been standing and feeling her naked body in front of the nearby closet mirror. She paid particular attention to her large breasts, cupping them both in her small hands.

“I’ll bet,” I said, walking up behind her.

“You know what else?” she asked, turning around and facing me, “I seem to have access to her vast sexual database,” she said.

“That makes sense,” I said, “Her A.I. is fully integrated into her body,”

“Interesting, probably to make them cheaper,” she surmised, “They’ll probably have expansion chips or something for those who want a better experience,” she said, “so you want to get started on any particular positions?” she finally asked.

“Why don’t we just have some plain old-fashioned sex,” I suggested.

“Alright,” she smiled, and she got started by planting a lusty kiss on my lips, one I returned while embracing her naked body.

As we got comfortable with our current condition, we slowly made out until we felt the time was right to move to the bed. Before I got on with her, I switched my sexual settings back to artificial sperm.

Once on the bed, she eagerly spread her legs, being careful not to disturb my sleeping body that was laying a few feet away. Also careful, I inserted myself into her welcoming pussy. The pleasure I experienced was far greater than the blowjob I had received earlier, and Abby seemed to be drawing on all the sexbot programming she had access to in order to greatly extend our experience.

When we finally came together, we were very glad we had all the walls in the house soundproofed, otherwise the neighbors, and certainly the others inside the house, would’ve been shocked at the sound of our climax.
A few minutes later, when we both recovered from the epic climax, we simply rested in each other’s presence, enjoying the lingering effects of our passionate sex.

“Wow! that was amazing!” Abby finally said.

“It was,” I said.

“I only hope that it will be much better when we do it for real,” she said.

“Yeah, me too,” I agreed.

“Well, want to go again?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said.

After several hours of trying various sexual positions, we finally called it quits and got in the shower together to clean our bodies. While we were showering though, we couldn’t help but try out a few sexual positions Abby discovered could be done in the shower.

When we were finally done, we got dressed and then returned to our bodies. When we all met for dinner that night, we all discussed how our sexbots were.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:55 pm

Part 7: Having a little fun

The next morning after our sexual experimentation, Abby got ready to go to school while I decided what to do on my day off. Annina also had the day off, but Brandon had to go to school.

As I looked out the window at the perfect weather, I suddenly came up with a great idea, and after talking it over with Abby, I walked down to Annina and Brandon’s room and knocked.

“Come in,” I heard Annina say from the other side.

“Thanks,” I said, once I was in.

Annina and Brandon appeared to have settled in nicely. Both of them had their own areas of the room, as well as their own personal items scattered around. Brandon was just getting out of the shower when I walked in, so he was completely naked.

“Hey Phillip, what can we do for you?” he asked, not making any attempts to cover himself up or get dressed.

“I was thinking, you and Abby both have school today, while Annina and I don’t,” I started, “So I was thinking, maybe I could borrow your body and go to school in your place so I can be with Abby, and you could borrow my body and stay here with Annina,” I said.

“Interesting idea,” Brandon said, “What do you think Annina?” he asked.

“I think it’s a good idea,” she said, “We haven’t been able to spend much time together lately, and this seems to a nice way to do so,” she agreed.

“Abby thinks so too,” I said, “I’ll set up a program so I’ll be able to access basic memories so I can pass as you, and adequately function in your classes,”

“Alright,” Brandon said, “You won’t have permanent access to them, will you?” he asked, looking a bit uncomfortable.

“No,” I assured him, “I’ll only have access to them while inside your body,” I said.

“Good,” he said, “Then let’s get started,”

It only took a few minutes to have Brandon’s basic memories installed to a small chip we installed in his body. Once it was ready, I removed him from his body and plugged him into my robot copy.

“Wow Phillip, you’re body doesn’t feel that much different from mine,” he said, looking at his new hands and getting used to speaking with my voice, “The dent is the only major difference,” he added, feeling his chest.

“Yeah, now I’ll go into your body,” I said, and I quickly ran up to my room, crawled into bed and then activated the transceivers. A few moments later, I opened my eyes in Brandon’s naked body.

“Wow, you’re right Brandon,” I said, feeling my borrowed body, “Our bodies don’t feel too different,”

“Yeah,” he agreed, “Just don’t take any risks or get me in trouble,” he said.

“I promise I won’t,” I said, “Fortunately this is a short day, so I’ll be home in time to eat in my real body,”

“Yeah,” he said, “Have a fun time,”

“You too man,” I said, giving him a hug.

Once I grabbed the clothes that Brandon had set aside for himself, as well as his backpack, I headed upstairs to where Abby was waiting.

“Wow Phillip, I can’t believe we’re actually doing this,” she said, getting up from the bed and walking over to me.

“Yeah, I just thought we might have a bit of fun,” I smiled.

“Yeah, so were you planning on going to school naked, or are you going to get dressed?” she asked.

“I thought you might want to play around with me,” I said, looking down at my body.

“Maybe later, I’m afraid if we play around now, we won’t be able to concentrate at school,” she said.

“Alright then,” I said, sounding a little disappointed as I began putting my clothes on. Once dressed, Abby and I headed down and drove to school.

Once we arrived at school, we headed to our first class, which we happened to share.

“So Phillip, do you have access to Brandon’s memories?” she asked, looking a little worried.

“Hold on,” I said, and I quickly accessed the chip and felt some new memories enter my mind, “Oh yeah, this feels weird,” I said, suddenly finding completely new surroundings completely familiar.

“It must be like how I felt yesterday having access to Becca’s sexual programs,” Abby said.

“Probably, I’d have to try out Becca’s body to know for sure though,” I said.

“Well, hopefully this gets you through your next two classes as well, because I won’t be there to help you,” she said.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” I said, “And the best part is, Brandon will have access to the memories of class I add to the special chip, so it will be like he actually did come to school,” I said.

“That’s good,” she said, “It really was a nice thing you did, Annina really wanted to spend more time with him,”

“Yeah, I also wanted to live a while in his shoes too,” I said, “Literally as well as figuratively,” I added, looking down at his actual shoes.

“Funny,” she said sarcastically, just as we reached our class.

When the class started, I was surprised to find I had access to everything Brandon had already learned in the past few weeks of taking this class. I even took the risk of raising my hand and answering a question, successfully.

The same was true of my next two classes, and when they were both over, I eagerly reported to Abby how much fun I had in both.

“Well Phillip, maybe someday we’ll have to switch places at school,” she mused, “It might be even more interesting,” she said.

“Yeah,” I agreed, “It might be interesting to have your acting abilities,” I said.

“Yeah, well let’s get home and give Brandon his body back,” she said.

“Okay,” I said, and we headed to where I parked the car and drove back to our house.

“Well Phillip, how was it?” Brandon asked, coming down from his room the second Abby and I arrived.

“It was great!” I said, “I had access to enough of your memories to completely pass as you, even when conversing with some of your classmates,” I said.

“And none of them suspected a thing?” he asked, a little worried.

“Nope,” I said, “And when we reintegrate all the memories into you, you’ll remember everything I just experienced,” I said.

“Cool!” he said.

“So, you want your body back now?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said, “But I was thinking, maybe after we’ve eaten, Abby and Annina can switch too,” he said.

“That sounds fun,” I said, looking at Abby.

“Yeah, great idea,” she agreed.

“Well, then let’s eat so we can get to some more fun more quickly,” Brandon said, and we quickly returned to our bodies and had a quick lunch before I got back in Brandon’s body, and he in mine; Also, Annina and Abby switched bodies as well.

“Wow, I know you’ve been in Annina’s body, but it’s great!” Abby said, once we got back up to our room and locked the door.

“Yeah, her body is great,” I agreed.

“So, what do you want to do now that we’re in their bodies?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I said, trying to think of something.

“Why don’t we just look at each other’s bodies,” she suggested.

“Alright,” I said, and we both took off all our clothes and looked at each other.

After a few minutes of making out and feeling one another’s borrowed bodies we finally got bored and decided what to do next. It was odd that we were having so much difficulty, since given the same circumstances, most people would know exactly what to do, but we had different morals and ethics.

Finally, I decided on something.

“Why don’t I inhabit Becca’s body, and you inhabit Brandon’s,” I suggested,

“Sounds like a good idea,” she agreed.

“Okay,” I said, and I terminated my link to Brandon’s body as Abby removed my chip from it and inserted it into Becca’s body, who we’d stored in the closet.

Once my chip was in, I reactivated my devices and moments later gained control of Becca’s body. Just as I did with Brandon earlier, I suddenly found I had access to a whole host of memories and knowledge, this time all regarding various sexual acts and positions. I was surprised at the details I had access to.

I also felt the perkiness and energetic side of Becca’s personality touching mine, and it took quite a bit of mental fortitude to control it.

“Wow, this body is beyond belief,” I said.

“I know,” Abby said, “It was all I could do to control it,”

“Anyway, you ready to become a man?” I asked.

“Interesting way of putting it,” she smiled in Annina’s body, “But yes,” she said.

“Alright then,” I said, and once she opened her head panel, I gently removed her A.I. chip and then placed it inside Brandon’s body. Once in, I activated it.

“Wow, Brandon’s body really does feel a lot like yours,” Abby said, still able to remember the last time she inhabited my robot.

“Yep,” I said, so what do you want to do?” I asked.

“Well, you can start by taking your clothes off,” Abby smiled, “And then why don’t you give me a blowjob,” she said.

“Okay, just switch yourself to safe sex mode while I get ready,” I said, and after I saw her nod and open her sexual panel, I quickly removed my clothes, stopping periodically to admire both the realism and attractive qualities of Becca’s body.

“Alright, I’m ready,” she said, her penis slowly rising in my presence.

“Okay then, here goes,” I said, and as I kneeled down towards her waist, I suddenly accessed several sexual programs that guided me towards her penis, which I expertly engulfed with my mouth and began working on.

Just as I had thought I’d never receive oral sex, I never imagined I’d be giving it as well. Still, it wasn’t that bad, but I kept telling myself the only reason I was even doing this was because the body I was using was a robot, and as was the one I was sucking.

I could feel all the contours of Brandon’s penis on my tongue, and after I had worked it up and down for several minutes, Abby finally came in my mouth, bringing with it a fresh stream of water.

“Wow, so that’s what it feels like,” she said, recovering from her ecstasy as I released her penis and sat back, “Not as good as the female orgasm, but still satisfying,”

“Well, soon I’ll be able to feel a female orgasm,” I said, “That is, if you’re ready,” I said, giving her a dirty look.

“I am,” she said, and she followed me to the bed, where I laid down and she got in the top position, “You ready?” she asked.

“Go ahead,” I said, and I felt her warm shaft enter my body, and suddenly all the programming I had access to offered me dozens of different suggestions as to how to proceed, so I picked one at random which Abby seemed to be able to follow.

After what seemed like several hours, but was actually only a few minutes, we both came at once and I let out a loud scream as the waves of pleasure overcame me. When we finally recovered a few minutes later, we rolled over onto our sides and savored the moment.

“That was amazing,” I panted, once I caught my breath.

“It was,” she agreed, cuddling up with me.

“So, you want to try anything else?” I asked, checking the other sexual programs.

“No, let’s see if Brandon and Annina are finished,” she decided, “I think we’ve had enough fun for one day,” she smiled.

“Agreed,” I said, and after we both showered up, we called down and found out both Brandon and Annina were both ready to return to their bodies as well.

“Well, how was my body?” Abby asked Annina, once we were seated at the table.

“It was great,” Annina said, “But we ended up using Sandra and Phillip’s body to have sex instead,”

“Same with us and Becca,” I said.

“Looks like we wanted to keep our girls unspoiled,” Brandon smiled.

“Yep,” I agreed.

We stayed up the rest of the night recounting our experiences, and planning even more in the future. Even Scarlett and Tom wanted in, so we planned on having several switches during the weekend when we’d all be home.
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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by Spaz » Fri Mar 07, 2014 8:56 pm

Part 8: It turned blue!

In the months after finding out about Brandon, and receiving our sexbots, Eric was able to collect tons of data, which he said would be used to further enhance the sexbots, as well as the Artificial Humans.

Every time we used them, Abby and I felt we gained more and more practice for the day when we would eventually do it with each other, but life moved on.

We all continued with our schoolwork, getting good grades and setting ourselves up for the jobs we wanted in life. I finally decided I wanted to be a director, but I still needed to learn about everything else as well.

It was during the summer of that year that Abby and I were finally married, though only a few of the attendees of the wedding actually knew of the true significance of the event. The wedding was a small gathering in the Santa Cruz Mountains, since we wanted to keep things low key.

Regardless, Abby and I were as happy as a married couple as we were a simple boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, but we were glad that things were official between us now.

The one thing which made us nervous was that my parents were subtly pressuring us on when we would give them grandchildren. We simply smiled and gave them a reasonable excuse that we didn’t want kids while we were still in school, but we only had two years of school left and there was no news from Eric as to when Abby might be able to reproduce.

Finally, a few years later, when Abby and I were about to celebrate our 25th birthdays, Eric arrived with what he promised was the ultimate upgrade for everyone’s bodies.

“Hello everyone!” Eric yelled, announcing his presence as he walked in from the garage door; he’d parked a rather large truck in the garage.

“Hey dad!” Abby said, running down the stairs ahead of me to greet him.

“Hey dear,” he said, giving her a hug, “How are you doing?” he asked.

“We’ve only got one semester left before we graduate in the winter, so we’re just getting ready for the final stretch,” she said.

“Good, and how are you doing Phillip?” he asked, once I managed to get down.

“I’m doing fine,” I said, shaking his hand, “So I hear you have some nice upgrades for everyone,” I said.

“Indeed I do,” he nodded, “I think this’s the one you’ve all been waiting for,” he said.

“You’ve got my interest,” Abby said, looking excited.

“Mine too,” I agreed.

“Good,” he smiled, “I’ll do you all in groups, so Annina and Brandon can see theirs in a little bit,” he said.

“Okay,” Abby and I said, and we followed him into the garage, where his company truck was waiting.

Once we were in the garage, he quickly opened up the truck and wheeled out a pair of body sized metal half-cylinders. We followed him through the secret entrance that led down into my lab below the house.

“Alright you two get ready,” Eric said, securing the cylinders in the lab and keying something in on a device he pulled from his pocket.

A few moments later, both cylinders opened, revealing the 25-year old body upgrades of both Abby, and my own robotic copy.

“Wow dad, I look so much more mature now,” Abby said, walking towards her new body and feeling its face, which actually did look a bit more mature.

“I know,” he smiled, “You’re all grown up now, so now you’ll actually look it,” he said.

“But appearance isn’t the only thing you’ve changed, right dad?” I asked.

“Right son,” he said, “before I let you switch Abby into her new body, I have to explain all the improvements to you both,”

“Okay dad,” Abby said, and both she and I sat down as he began to explain.

“First, I want to thank you both,” he started, “If it weren’t for you two interacting with one another, we’d probably still be years behind,” he said.

“You’re most welcome Eric, and thanks for the lovely daughter you built,” I said.

“Anyway, it’s also due to Annina, Scarlett, and the dozens of other androids we’ve quietly released into the public that’ve allowed us to collect vast amounts of data and therefore greatly improve the processors that we use in your bodies,” he said,

“As such, they are much smaller, more powerful, and far more efficient at handling your involuntary bodily functions, and your voluntary processes as well,” he explained.

“Great, what does that mean then?” Abby asked.

“Because the hardware is more efficient, and more compact, as long as you eat regularly every day, and collect sunlight through the various micro-solar cells in your body, you should no longer need to be plugged in…at all,” he said, “Theoretically, you should be able to function indefinitely on battery power alone,”

“Really!?” Abby said.

“Yes, we’ve also completely removed the power port on your left side, and with that we were able to give you a slightly larger and more efficient battery,” he said, “And the extra space has allowed for more refined internal systems as well,”

“Cool, is that all?” I asked, eager to get Abby in her new body.

“No, I’m also pleased to announce that our endeavors in bioengineering have paid off,” he said, and seeing the hopeful looks in our eyes, he said, “The more compact components we’ve installed have also made room for the artificial reproductive system,” he finished.

“Really, for real?” Abby said.

“Yes, thanks to a highly complex system we installed, it can collect your physical and mental parameters and encode it in artificial egg cells, and in artificial sperm cells for the males, and your body also has a womb which can interface with your digestive system just as a real human woman,” he said, “And your breasts will even be able to deliver milk when the time is appropriate,”

“Wow Eric, this is beyond belief,” I said, “I never really gave it much thought six years ago when you first hinted it might be possible, but now I can’t help but be giddy at the prospect,” I said.

“You two just do your thing and give me some grandchildren,” he smiled, “I can think of no better legacy than for you to do that,” he said, “Even if my artificial humans are scrapped, you are more important to me than my work,” he said to Abby.

“Thanks dad, and I’m sure we’ll do our best,” she said with a naughty smile in my direction.

“Yeah,” I agreed, with a blush.

“There is one thing you should know about any potential offspring you have,” he said.

“What?” I asked, suddenly getting a little worried.

“Nothing to worry about, of course,” he said, seeing the look in my eyes, “It’s just your offspring will be somewhat in the ballpark of genetic engineering, so it will likely be immune or resistant to many common diseases, as well as have slightly above average intellectual and physical capabilities,” he said.

“Well, that doesn’t seem like anything to worry about” Abby said.

“It isn’t, but it may cause some stirs in the ethical circles, so don’t be surprised if people attempt to exclude your children from competitive events,” he said.

“Alright,” I said, “I’m more worried about whether or not I’ll actually be able to get Abby pregnant than I am about how people choose to treat our children,”

“Same here,” Abby agreed.

“There’s one last thing,” he said, putting his hand in his pocket, “I’ve also got an upgraded A.I. chip for you,” he said, pulling it out of his pocket and showing it to her.

“I thought my A.I. chip didn’t need to be upgraded,” Abby said, having been using the same one all her life.

“It doesn’t, but we’ve made sufficient improvements to its processing power and efficiency that I feel it necessary for an upgrade,” he explained, “its improved efficiency is actually crucial in allowing you to operate without regular plug-ins,” he said.

“Okay, is it safe?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ve already done the same thing to your mother, and she’s just fine,” he assured us.

“Okay then, how long will it take?” she asked.

“Well, you’re a complex program sweetie,” he smiled, “so it might take an hour or more,” he said.

“Alright then, I guess we’d better get started,” she said, giving me one last kiss in her current body and then standing up to allow me to deactivate her. Once she was deactivated, I removed her A.I. chip and handed it to Eric, who attached it to one of my computer stations, along with the chip she would soon inhabit.

“So son, why don’t we go over a few more things while she’s transferring,” Eric said after he activated the machine and a progress bar loaded on the screen.

“Okay,” I said.

“There are a few more things you should know about her new body, if you do manage to get her pregnant,” he said, walking over to her new body with me.

“Now, you’ll notice this little compartment down here,” he said, bending down to the compartment below where her body was standing and pulling it open. Inside was an advanced looking tablet device, a small metallic case with a biohazard symbol on it, and an extra pair of feet.

“Now, I know you’re going to ask about the feet first, so I’ll start with those,” he smiled, “If you do manage to get her pregnant, these feet should be installed immediately because they’ve been reinforced to handle the sudden increase in body mass,” he said, “otherwise they’re exactly the same as her normal feet,”

“Oh, that makes sense,” I said, nodding my head.

“This case has some supplements that she should take,” he said, taking the case out and opening it for him, “because her body can’t supply quite everything that a human fetus requires,”

“There’s not a lot,” I said, looking at the few pills inside, “How often would she need to take them?”

“Once a week,” he said.

“Okay, and what’s the tablet for?” I asked, handing him back the case.

“That tablet is to replace your wireless laptop interface,” he explained, handing it to me, “It’s more portable, so you can take it anywhere, and it is loaded with even more tools that you’ll need to monitor the pregnancy,”

“Cool,” I said, taking it from him and turning it on; because her body was currently inactive, not too many of the readouts where active.

“Her body also has built-in ultrasound so that you can pull up the images on that tablet,” he added.

“Will I be able to access her abdominal panel while she’s pregnant?” I asked.

“Not here,” he said, “I’d recommend if there’s anything wrong with her that would normally require abdominal access, you bring her to the regional office; they’re more qualified than even I,”

“Okay, good to know,” I said, setting the tablet aside and looking back over at Abby’s A.I. chip, which was still transferring.

“She’s still going to be a while,” he said, “Why don’t we go and get your old robot and then fill Annina and the others in,” he suggested.

“Is there anything worth noting in my robot?” I asked.

“No, not in yours,” Eric said, “Aside from the aforementioned processor and power improvements,” he added.

“Alright, let’s go then” I said, glad to have something to keep me occupied while I waited.

After Eric and I got my old robot stored in his truck for eventual recycling, we brought my new robot upstairs and then briefed Brandon and Annina, as well as Scarlett and Tom, on everything that Eric had just finished explaining to me.

With everyone fully briefed, Eric began transferring all of them to their new A.I. chips as well, and after he finished putting away their old bodies, Abby’s chip finally finished.

“Well son, go plug her in,” Eric said, still bringing Annina’s new body in.

“Alright,” I said, and I carefully removed her new chip from the cord it was attached to and brought it over to her new body, which was currently naked. I did take the time to examine the new chip to see if it looked any different; it did not.

Once I had it inserted into her new body, I closed her head panel and pressed in on her left ear. Because it was the first time her new body was activated, as well as her new chip, it took a bit longer than usual for her to startup. Once she did, her eyes slowly opened and focused on me.

“Wow honey, this body feels different,” she said, gently feeling her torso.

“How so dear?” I asked.

“Everything is much more compact, and I feel like I have more range of movement,” she said, stretching a little.

“Cool, I can’t wait to try mine later,” I said.

“So Dad, is there a setting in my sex panel to activate the eggs?” she asked, once he came back in with Brandon’s new body.

“Yes, otherwise you’re basically in safe sex mode,” he told her.

“Good, I wouldn’t want to get pregnant every time we have sex,” she said with a slight sigh of relief, “Not that we have sex very often,” she added with a blush when she remembered who she was talking to.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “I don’t care how much sex you two have,” he smiled, “Just make sure to give me some grandchildren,”

“Don’t worry dad, we will,” Abby said, and then she turned to me, “Why don’t we head back up and get a better look at my new body,” she said.

“Okay,” I said, and after I stored her pregnancy feet and supplements in my storage closet, I headed back up with her to our room.

Once we were back up in our room, Abby promptly locked the door and then turned to face me.

“So, what did you and Dad do while I was transferring?” she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“He was just going over a few things that I would need to do if you get pregnant,” I explained, sitting on the bed next to her, “And then we got the others started as well,” I added.

“Good,” she said.

“So, I know you’re body feels fine, but what about your new chip?” I asked, curious as to how different she felt.

“It doesn’t feel that much different,” she admitted, “It’s mainly just more efficient so it requires less energy,” she said.

“Okay, other than that, how do you feel?” I asked.

“I feel great actually,” she said, “my energy source is far more stable now, so my systems are operating much more efficiently,” she said.

“Good, so what do you want to do?” I asked.

“I’m not sure,” she admitted, thinking really hard, “I know we’ve still got a few months of school left, but now that I can get pregnant, I’m thinking maybe we can finally have sex for real this time,” she said.

“Are you sure?” I asked, looking into her eyes.

“Yes, we’ve been patient for all these years, but I think we’ve waited long enough,” she said, “And I think our parents have too,” she added.

“Yeah, that we have,” I agreed, “So when do you want to do this?” I asked.

“Right here, right now,” she said, looking into my eyes with a determined look on her face.

“Wow, we’re really doing this then” I asked, my heart pumping faster in trepidation.

“Yes, we are,” she smiled, also breathing a bit faster.

Even though we’d had sex numerous times by proxy, this was a whole lot different. This would be the first time we’d actually have sex in our own bodies, and the first time Abby’s body had actually had sex; technically, she was still a virgin.

After psyching ourselves up a bit, we finally got ready. I quickly removed my clothes and stood in front of her naked body, taking in her slightly larger breasts, and more mature appearance.

Before we got started, I opened Abby’s sexual panel up and looked at the more complicated controls. After keying in Abby’s personal password on the monitor, I activated her eggs and then closed the panel.

“There, safe sex is off,” I said.

“Good,” she said, and then she got started.

Just as we had countless times in Becca’s, and the other sexbot’s bodies, we engaged in foreplay. I fondled her perfect breasts, and she began rubbing her body against mine in a sexy dance.

Once the foreplay was done, we leaped onto the bed and then engaged in several rounds of passionate, baby-making sex. By the time we finished, it was hours later and all the others were in their new bodies; Eric was leaving with their old bodies.

“Well dear, how’d I do?” I asked, wiping the sweat from my brow and catching my breath.

“You did great honey,” she said, leaning in and giving me a kiss.

“Good, I hope one of the…how many times did we do it?” I asked, “I lost count after ten,” I laughed.

“I think it was more like 14,” she laughed.

“Well, I hope one of those 14 attempts worked,” I said.

“Me too,” she said.

“Well, let’s clean up and then see how everyone else is doing,” I said.

“Okay,” she agreed, and we both got up and took a shower together before getting dressed and heading to the common area, where everyone was waiting.

By the time we got down, the others were already talking about how much better they liked their new bodies. They were excited when we told them of our efforts to have a baby, but they all agreed they would wait until after school was over.

As the days approaching my 25th birthday grew shorter, I put the thought of Abby getting pregnant in the back of my mind. I was more concerned with preparing for our final semester of college, and with what we were going to be doing afterwards.

Abby was still planning on becoming an actress, and she was certainly good enough to have a chance of success.

Even though Abby’s 25th birthday was a few days before mine, we had gotten used to celebrating it on mine. The morning of my birthday, I was woken up by the sound of Abby screaming.

“Whatisit?” I mumbled, having just been woken up from a nice dream.

“It turned blue!” she screamed, running out of the bathroom and waving something wildly in her hands.

“What?” I asked again, shaking the cobwebs out of my eyes; the only thing that my brain understood was blue, since it was my favorite color.

“It turned blue,” she said again, “The pregnancy test,” she said, plopping herself onto the edge of the bed and showing it to me.

“Wait, you mean…you’re pregnant?” I asked, it suddenly dawning on me.

“Yes!” she said, a huge smile forming on her face.

“That’s great news,” I said, grabbing her and holding her in my arms, “The best birthday present I’ve ever gotten,” I added.

“Oh yeah, Happy Birthday sweetie,” she said, planting a kiss on my lips.

“Thanks,” I said.

After we recovered from our euphoria, we both composed ourselves and called our parents. I’m not sure whose were more excited about the news, mine or hers.

Nevertheless, it seemed Eric’s latest improvement was a definitive success, news we immediately shared with everyone else in the house.

As the school year progressed, and Abby’s pregnancy became more obvious, Eric began detailing his plans to finally make public the line of Artificial Humans, with Abby as the key success since she was giving birth to a healthy human baby.

Eric started coming over almost every day with a small team of people who had helped develop the artificial reproductive system. They eventually determined that not only were we having a baby, we were having twins; a boy and a girl.

A few months later, we both graduated with honors and finally were able to focus all of our time and energy on both her pregnancy and the impending release of her true nature, as well as the planned release of the artificial human line of androids, as well as the sexbots and surrogates.

Abby and I thought it best to let my parents know beforehand, though we had Eric come with us to help explain things better to them.

Fortunately, my parents took the news well. They already had a feeling that there was something different about Abby, but they were pleased she was making me happy, and that she was caring their grandchildren.

“That went well,” I said, once we got back to our house with Eric.

“Yes, it did,” Eric agreed, walking with me and Abby to the living room. I grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured myself and Eric a glass. Even though Abby’s android body was capable of filtering the alcohol from the baby’s nutrient, she still opted out of drinking, just to be safe.

“So, what’s next?” I asked, handing him his glass and sitting down next to Abby.

“Well, now we’re waiting for Abby to give birth,” he said, “We feel that the announcement will go over better after the babies are born,”

“Why?” Abby asked.

“Because, they will prove you are a true artificial human,” he explained, “Since you will have successfully given birth to healthy human babies, which is exactly what the point of your model line is: perpetuating family lines that are otherwise incapable of doing so,”

“I see,” she said, “I just wish that the seven years of lived would have been enough,” she said.

“I’m not saying it isn’t,” Eric assured her, “I’m just saying our announcement has a much better chance of going over well if they know about the birth,” he said.

“I understand,” she said.

“The doctors say the twins are due sometime in May,” I said, “Is that enough time to get everything ready?” I asked.

“It will have to be,” he said, “But I don’t think we have too much to worry about,” he said.

“Good,” she said.

After that night, Eric spent most of his time away from home and working extensively with the company. Brandon, elated at my happiness, proposed to Annina on New Year’s Eve, pulling out all the stops. Despite the fact that they still had one semester to go, Annina said yes, and they planned their wedding for the summertime after school was over.

In the meanwhile, all Abby and I were concerned about was the healthy birth of our children.
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Part 9: The future

Our twins were born in May the next year the day after Brandon and Annina’s wedding. We decided to name them Adam and Eve, as a sort of in-your-face to the religious groups. The bioengineers spent several days testing them to determine how healthy they were, and when they were finally deemed healthy and stable, Abby and I were able to bring them home.

A few days later, Eric and his company finally went public, using Abby in their conference to showcase how real she was, how many people she fooled, and her healthy human babies that she had recently given birth to.

There was the expected out crying from religious groups, but because the babies were human and not androids, the cries came only from the most radical groups. Many people merely had questions for Eric, and Abby. Some people even had questions for me, such as how we met and how long it was before I discovered what she really was.

Fortunately, the news of the sexbots and surrogates also helped to control the media and public opinion, and Eric’s company quickly got rich overnight due to people investing in its future.

All of the other androids that had been quietly released into the public also came forward, and the massive amounts of data that had been collected from their lives quickly helped build a case to have the artificial human line have official legal status.

Since everything was unfolding more or less how Eric had ultimately planned, he took personal leave from work to spend more time with his now growing family. When he returned to work, he would be starting in his new post as the company’s new CTO, with almost free reign on all technological improvements the company would be developing.

“Congratulations on the promotion Eric,” I said, walking him and Andrea to the dinner table.

“Thanks Phillip,” he said, “looks like the company finally has discovered the true value of my genius,” he said, putting his coat down and taking a bottle of white wine over to the cork remover. Once he had it opened, he poured four glasses of wine and brought them to the table.

“So you two, how does parenthood feel?” Eric said, handing them each a glass of wine as they all sat down at the dinner table.

“It still feels a little unreal,” I admitted, taking a sip as I monitored the twins on the baby vidmonitor, “I’ll let you know when it finally hits me though,” I said.

“I know what you mean,” he laughed, “It took me a while to get used to Abby being in my life, as well as Andrea here,” he said, smiling at his wife.

“I’m sure we’ll be excellent parents,” Abby said, giving me a kiss before taking a sip of wine.

“Yeah,” I agreed, “So how are things going with the company?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Very well actually,” Eric said, “We’re still a few years away from actually being able to legally produce artificial humans for the general public, but the sexbot and surrogate models should be available later this year, thanks to all the investments we’ve been getting,” he said.

“Well, at least the wheels are turning,” I said.

“Yeah, hopefully ten years from now, artificial humans will be a normal part of life,” he said.

“I hope so too,” Abby said, and we all continued enjoying our dinner.

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Epilogue: Ten years later

“Honey, I’m home,” I said, walking into the secluded complex in an area just outside of Los Angeles. In the ten years that had passed since our children were born, Abby and I had achieved small fame. That fame had given us a slight edge in Hollywood, and I quickly found myself working as an assistant director and now a fully-fledged director, having worked on several large productions.

“Hey dear, how was your day?” Abby said, walking into the entrance hall and giving him a kiss. Abby’s 35 year old body looked positively radiant, and even though she had been in it for the past five years, it was still in perfect shape.

“Fantastic,” I said, I just received word that I’ve been selected as Director for that big film I was telling you about,” I reported.

“Oh, that’s great news!,” she said.

“It is,” I agreed, walking with her to the living room, where I took off my jacket and plopped down on the couch.

“Well, I landed a leading role in an upcoming crime drama on CBS,” she said, sitting down next to me, “I’ll be playing one of the lead analysts, who also happens to be an android.”

“That’s good,” I said, “What about Annina?” I asked.

Even though Annina had originally planned on being a technician, she later discovered she was actually a good actress, and landed an important role in a surprise blockbuster hit. Suffice to say she became famous overnight.

Tom and Scarlett moved back to the UK a year after they graduated, and they were currently co-starring in a BBC television series.

“She and Brandon are doing great,” she said, “Annina’s still working on that film in Europe, and Brandon’s taking care of their two girls here while he does IT work from home,” she explained.

“That’s great, so how are our kids?” I asked.

In addition to Adam and Eve, Abby had given birth to two more kids, and then Eric surprised them with a fifth android child, saying their new five year old boy was a prototype for a younger artificial human. Now, they had three boys and two girls.

“They’re enjoying their visit with their grandparents” she smiled, we had sent them back to San Jose while Abby and I tried to land our next jobs.

“I’ll bet they’re wishing we didn’t have kids now,” I laughed, knowing the kids had inherited my energetic side. True to what Eric had warned them, their kids were also very intelligent, very athletic, and did not get sick.

“Yeah, from what I’ve been hearing, they’re quite a handful,” she laughed.

“How’s the company doing?” I asked, referring to Eric’s company.

“Better than ever,” she said, “The public has finally warmed up to us androids, and his company is producing more and more of them for barren parents,” she reported, “as well as tons of surrogates for actors,”

“Hmm, Eric was right then,” I mused.

“About what?” Abby asked, confused.

“After Adam and Eve were born, he said after ten years artificial humans would be a normal fixture in life,” I said, remembering his words.

“Well, if we’ve learned anything in the past 17 years,” she said, “It’s that my father is usually right about everything he says or does,”

“That he is,” I agreed.

“Well, now that our jobs seem to be secure, why don’t we head back to San Jose and join them?” I suggested.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea,” she agreed, and we both packed our belongings.

While we were on our private jet for the two-hour flight to San Jose, we reminisced about the past 17 years we’d been together, and planned on the rest of the years yet to come.

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Post by Sthurmovik » Sun Mar 09, 2014 9:55 pm

Great story Spaz, keep up the good work. I think you got my specific feedback over IM.

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Re: The Girlfriend

Post by DollSpace » Sun Feb 22, 2015 8:44 pm

I haven't read all of this because of time constraints but I did want to let you know I'm enjoying it a lot. Some of the technical stuff moves a little slow but besides that it's a really interesting read and I plan to finish the rest of it as soon as I can!

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