\salvaged story\ SYNTHETIC VAGINA PART ONE 'SKIN DEEP'

[ezezmog]

SYNTHETIC VAGINA
PART ONE
SKIN DEEP

By Tokiwa Ryuichi
Translate Dr.Temma

(She's here, she's here).
No one else but her comes to this soundproof
classroom by yours truly's beckoning during exam
week. Of course no one but yours truly would choose
to meet someone in a soundproof classroom, but that's
another story.
First runner up for Beauty Queen? Maybe.
Not even. Looks reserved for an idol singer?
Better. Yours truly locked the door after closing it
and went over to Her.
"You read that letter by yours truly...?"
I put on my best shy hat and asked her.
"I read it... I'm very happy to receive your
feelings. But..."
She... Minatsu Fujiwara, drew a dark cloud
over her eyes as she said this.
Alright, alright. Just the reaction I was
expecting.
Yours truly had a shocked expression down,
and coaxed these words.
"As I thought... no chance huh... There
someone else you like?"
"No... I... Right now I have no desire to
go out with anybody. I'm sorry."
"If there is somebody, tell me honest. I
won't give up just yet."
When yours truly said this he grabbed Minatsu's
hand strongly.
"I'm sorry... I.... I can't."
Alright... Now or never...
"Is it maybe because you're not a human being,
because you're... a robot?"
Yours truly suspected she would, at this point,
burst out laughing for cover.
However she betrayed that very suspicion,
happily, for my sake. Looking up stunned, her face
revealed true perturbation.
What? Not even a fight?
However this saved me alot of trouble. Yours
truly coaxed these words.
"Well then, shall we have you take a look at
this?"
Yours truly thrust out a small jar with peat-
black liquid inside.
"Can you tell what this is?"
It's clear she's trying to pull some calm over
herself but her voice is trembling.
A more human-like reaction than I ever
expected.
Yours truly continued talking, now with
a frigid look in his eyes.
"Something I got hold of during last week's
outdoor field study class. You should be able to
tell what this is but--"
Upon opening the lid on the jar, an oily
smell rented the air. That's right, this was some
kind of oil.
Smelling this, Minatsu's voice leapt for a
moment, and her face blushed deeply.
"Awfully human-like a response... hmm.
Do robots get embarrassed about their own bodily
secretions too? That's right, this is your urine...
or rather to be more precise, your machine by-
product. Yours truly was truly amazed when he
saw the Beauty Queen one day, unawares of him
hiding in some bushes there, bending down, hiking
up her skirt and pulling down her panties.. and
what he saw there. That really freaked him out
when he saw this shit-black liquid spewing forth
from your lobes. There's no mistake this
is some kind of oil. There's no girl who spews
out oil from her lobes. That alone I may have
put aside as some kind of hallucination I had.
But when yours truly found out that your mother
was none other than Professor Fujiwara, well that's
when I was convinced. Her fame as a scientist
needs no mention, however, that yours truly's
father's corporation was able to grow to that size,
all owes something to Professor Fujiwara's
powers. Leave it up to Professor Fujiwara and
maybe she could build even a life-like robot. And
besides, all the time yours truly's known Prof.
Fujiwara, not once did he ever hear she had a
daughter. Only that about ten years ago she'd
lost both husband and her young only daughter
to an accident. That's about the only thing I
remember."
Was is regret or defeat, Minatsu's shoulders
fell by the sides.
"So then... what do you want me to do
about this?"
"If you listen to what yours truly tells
you to do from now on, then he won't let on to
anybody else that you're a robot. Not a bad
compromise, don't you think? You know how
Professor Fujiwara raised the funds to build you?
I did some hacking on my old man's computer.
Something's wrong with the account at the Fujiwara
laboratory. He hasn't noticed it, I think, because he
trusts Professor Fujiwara but there's a considerable
withdrawal made in her name under undocumented
circumstances. Wondered, what in the world did
she use all this money for."
This was bit of a bluff. True, there were
some undocumented withdrawals made under her
name but no amount too suspicious. It wasn't that
the Professor was doing something illegal, only
that her account hadn't been organized recently.
Just as I thought -- she didn't know this.
She let out a voice of brief fear, mouth a bit agape
and all.
"Looks like you understand now. You
willing to surrender to me?"
A sad smile drifts up on Minatsu's face and
she nods.
"Yes..."
"Take off your clothes then. We'll take a
look at how well made you are."
Minatsu nods, placing her hand on the
ribbon over her breast, taking off her sailor outfit
as ordered.
"That's good for now."
Yours truly starts by fondling those
breasts from over her brasiere, the rest of her
still clad in underwear.
Her nipples are very soft, hard to believe
they're artificial. Those female-type robots that
pop up in manga stories have machinery filling up
even their breasts but not Minatsu, at least from
what he can tell.
"Quite nice to the touch... Huh?... You
feeling something?"
"Ahh...."
As soon as yours truly heard her let out that
raw breath Minatsu's cheeks flush beet-red.
"You're really well made. You can even
feel horniness or embarrassment. Well now, we'll
take off your brasiere for you so raise up your
arms."
Wrapping his hands around her back,
feeling the hook and unlatching it, he removes her
bra with the hands of a pro. That much he has
plenty of experience.
"Breasts aren't especially big, but nicely
shaped, quite nice. Teats are on the small side,
pinkish and cute-looking."
Hearing such words of praise Minatsu,
despite looking rather sad, smiles a little in spite
of herself. Seems robots like being praised also.
"Now then we'll take a look at your lower
abdomen. Take off your undies and sit on top of
that desk."
"Yes..."
Minatsu places her hands on her undies,
hesitated for a moment, and then eventually
took everything off in one go.
Freshly effervescing, the growth about
her lobes is exposed.
Then, following orders, she climbs on
top of that table nearby, and rests her thigh upon
it.
"Now we'll take a look at your genitals,
so get up on your lap and open up your legs."
Turning even her ears red in shame,
Minatsu opens up her legs in tiny increments,
left and right.
"You're a robot, fer chrissake! What
are you embarrassed about! Open those legs
up more!"
"Like... this... ?"
In the process of spreading her legs apart
her peachy privates come into full view.
Her pubics grow only up to her clitoris
so you could see two young, untainted blossom
colored orifices, large and small.
The little bud below them in her ass is
also a cute pink thing.
"Spread your labia left and right."
Yours truly thought she would use her
hands but hands down to a robot -- she can open
and close her labia at will.
Her privates are designed not so different
from any human girl; they're made quite well,
very well indeed.
"I took a grateful peek last time also but
they're really impressive looking for something
made of plastic. If they're this accurate can you
have sex also?"
"Yes... I can..."
"Well then! We'll take a look at your
sensitivity hereabouts later. Alright?"
"...."
Minatsu gave a look of utter defeat and
nodded sheepishly.
"No matter how I look at you you're
really well-made. Outwardly you look no
different from a human! But... being as that may,
all robots have an on-off switch somewhere.
Show it to me."
"Yes..."
Minatsu inserted both her index fingers
deep into her navel and pulled out. Just then
her abdomen parted around her navel to the sides,
and opened up with a whir.
In the center she was equipped with a
compact engine, and affixed to this, an electrical
generator of some sort.
Farther up numerous circuit boards were
stacked layer upon layer, with wires and tubing
running through all of this, interconnecting various
mechanisms.
The outermost circuit board appears to be
modified as a control board, with an array of
switches and gauges.
"Hmm... I see... a robot, no doubt. But
a much cheaper make than I expected. Yours truly
expected your tech to be a bit more advanced than
this..."
The circuitry is all very intricate for certain
but the components aren't all that different from
ones I see in appliances.
The compact engine is the same Fujiwara
engine that the Professor developed ten years ago.
Intaking rarefied gasoline, this internal
combustion chamber engine converts this fuel
into rotational energy in a way unlike "recipro"
engines of recent, producing little or no wasted
heat or movement; at an ultra-efficient state its
energy loss is remarkably negligible.
With this environmentally friendly engine
yours truly's father's company was able to embark
on a revolutionary innovation.
However, as of now this has already
become standard tech, nothing new to the eye.
Minatsu does not seem to possess any
advanced tech of the kind yours truly would
imagine seeing her at a first glance.
"So this is the main power switch. And
this the fuel meter, and you've got about half
a meter's worth of fuel to go on. Alright you can
close your abdomen now."
"Yes..."
As always Minatsu wears a sad look on
her face but she's following yours truly's orders.
She is thusly a machine, incapable of betraying a
human being's commands, methinks.
Next, yours truly shifted his line of vision
to the tiny chrysantheum bud betwen her opened
lobes, and pointed to it with his finger.
"What kind of function does this have?
Some kind of vent for exhaust fumes or
something?"
What yours truly took to be a joke turned
out to be the spanking truth, for her cheeks
turned dark red now; she looked down in burning
shame and answered with the meekest of an
answer.
"Show it then."
"I just excreted it a moment ago at the
bathroom so I don't think I have much left but..."
That said, Minatsu got low on her haunches
and made like she was laying an egg.
"N-nnn!"
The little pink bud turned inside out, and a
metallic valve came through.
Psssshhhhh----!
As Minatsu said, it was only a little but,
what got released was none other than gas.
"Robot or not, that's still a rather uncomely
pose there. You can close it now."
Having someone observe her exhaust gas is
even more embarrassing for her than having her
privates inspected, it seems. She appears to be
trembling a little.
As yours truly watched her lobes return to
normal he shifted his vision once more to her
genitalia.
"Come to think of it... Why don't you
show us how you pee like you did that first time."
No sooner did yours truly say this he went
over and picked up an empty wax-paper cup some
one trashed and poked it towards Minatsu's
genitalia.
"Come on, let's see you do this."
"..."
As Minatsu nodded she crouched again and
contracted her lower abs.
Near her unfolded labia, from the opening
of her artificial urethra, another nozzle peeked out,
and from this a shit-black liquid spewed forth.
Psssahhhhh---
"He he, not unusual for a girl to be peeing
oil-urine if she's a robot. Alright, you can stop
now."
Just as soon as yours truly said this the
flow of oil quit at the mark.
"Will you give me a tissue please?"
"No, let yours truly do it for you."
Nothing else except the nozzle is dirty.
Yours truly took a tissue, cleaned that nozzle
thoroughly, then turning that tissue over, began
wiping Minatsu's genitalia.
"Ahh! .... AHH!"
"What? You feeling this?"
"..."
Minatsu just flushes in shame and looks
down.
"You feeling horny? I'm asking, answer
me."
"Yes..."
Minatsu answers, almost falling back.
"I wipe your love-hole just a little bit and
you're feeling all this. What a pervert you are. Hey,
take a look at this tissue. It's wet isn't it?
There's
even some love-juice wetting it. You're really a
Dutch wife aren't you. You're designed to feel
pleasure at any given time at any place given any
condition."
"No, that is incorrect! I am... I am..."
shreeeeeee...
Her eyes darken, and tears start pouring.
"No use objecting to the truth, you've got
no persuasion over me, your love-hole staring me
right in the face guilty the way it is right now.
That
you're feeling horny right now is an indisputable
fact as of now, isn't that right?"
As yours truly said this, with a mean look
on his face, he applied his fingers to her lobes.
"Please stop!... If you touch me there I
will... Ah!!!"
Grrnn... CLACK!
A switching sound issues forth when he
pushes her clitoris.
"Ah! .... *Afu!*"
Minatsu lets out a hopelessly shameful
shriek, and her body starts shaking little by little.
Weeeeeeeeen... KATCHUNG!
Her mechanism makes a switching sound
from within her belly, her clitoris gets activated,
and her breath breaks down into lustrous heaves.
"HAA... HAA... HAA..."
"So that's what it was, this is where
her sex-activation control is. Let's see... Let's
see what a robot girl's body feels like on my
person. Look, your pee-nozzle's still out. Put
it away, for godsakes."
As yours truly said this, tapping on her
little peeking nozzle with his finger nail, Minatsu
withdrew it instantly. Along with it, her spread
labia closed also.
"We'll get that open again just as soon...
Look out, here comes."
"Ah!!!...."
Yours truly grabbed Minatsu and hugged
her, snatching her lips, inserted his tongue deep
into her mouth.
She doesn't seem to know what a throat
kiss is. Yours truly's tongue clad together with
Minatsu's wriggling, confused tongue to give her
a one-on-one lesson in basics.
One kiss seems to go a long way, her
body is trembling in lust.
"Pretty impressive sensitivity you've got,
haven't you? Something to be said about a well
made machine. How about this?"
He blows a bit of breath on her ear and
bites her ear lobe.
"Hee! Annnn!"
As soon as he inserted his finger in her crotch,
her love-juice was already seeping out.
"Wetting your little love-hole you poor baby,
pretty aggressive for someone so afraid earlier, you
fucking robo pervert!"
"No...! Haahhh!.... Annn!"
He tries pushing her activated clitoris but it
doesn't make a switching sound like earlier.
Yours truly rubbed around Minatsu's genitalia
with his finger, running his tongue on her from the
nape of her neck and searching for weak spots to
explore.
This thing's weak around the breasts, it
began pleading yours as soon as he started poking its
shoulder blades.
"HAAHH.... HAAHH.... Annn! ANNN!"
To continue, he put Minatsu's cherry-blossom
nipples in his mouth, rolling them around a little,
and
biting them gently to give her stimulation.
"Haah! ... Ahhh! .... Nmfff! Amfff!"
"Next off we'll give your love-juice a litttle
taste. Open your legs up more."
As Minatsu spread her legs apart wide, love-
juice, in shameful gurgles came welling up and
wetting her plastic genitalia split like a ripe plum.
From there a sweet scent reminscent of fine
sake and ripe fruit flooded my senses, seducing my
pangs of lust and desire.
"Not a bad fragrance... Let's see..."
Slurp!
"Heeeahh!!"
To begin, I began lapping up the love-juice
trapped between her large-and-small folds, savoring
the flavor.
Minatsu's love-juice is sweet-sour like fruit
juice. This is no exaggeration, it really actually
tastes like fuit juice.
"Just the right amount of sweetness tinged
with a refreshing sour, shall we say, an exquisite
combination. It's no joke, your love-juice is really
delicious. Real love-juice, true to the name. Prof.
Fujiwara has a sense of humor, no doubt."
This is really, seriously good.
While lapping up her sweet dew, yours
truly nuzzled her privates.
"HAA... HAA.... AAHN! .... AH?!?"
"Looks like you're all set to go..."
Minatsu's genitalia are inviting me with
open lips. Something different from before is that
it's now rose-hued with lust.
Yours truly unbuckled his pants, brought
out all that was standing strong, scooped Minatsu
up and laid her down on a slightly lower table.
Laying her down on her belly, and
spreading her legs open wide, yours truly
began slowly entering Minatsu.
"Mnnn--"
What's this in the way...
Holy shit, seems like this robot chick even
has a *cherry* equipped in her. Looks like she's
tearing from virgin pains, crimping up her face the
way she is.
But she's a robot after all. No real girl starts
screaming and climaxing just as soon as yours truly
begins working his pelvis!
"Agh! ... Haghh!.... Aggh?!?....
Hahhhn!"
This cunt's got really deep sensitivity, far
cry from any of these lamers off the street.
Talk about sensation too! The best.
"Your synthetic love-hole's pretty damn
well made. I'm impressed. Bottom's up!"
Yours truly rocked his pelvis in further
for a deep penetration.
"Aaagh!! .... Hagghh!!"
This robot babe looks blissed from
the bottom of her heart. She's really eating it up.
Hey, hey!... Weren't you supposed to be
hating this?....
Got nothing to complain about if the
customer's this happy, I'll say.
"Ahnn!... Aaann!!.... Haahh... Aaahh...
Nn!.... Aann! AAAHHN!.... Haaannn!....Ann..
Annn!!"
Owing to yours truly's expert pelvicly
placed performance, Minatsu appears to be
experiencing tremendous sex; she's just melting
away into ecstatic horniness and then again some.
It was that moment.

Bweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnn.....

Suddenly this cunt began leaking motor
noises and gyrating wildly.
This is... a built-in vibrator....
"Pfffhahahahahaha!!! .. And I was just
getting to the good part. Jeez, don't make me
laugh. 'To think of it, it's only befitting for
a robot, this built-in vibrator. Gorgeously
edible love-juice was but mere beginning, your
Professor Fujiwara really knows a good gag! Oh,
this just kills me."
But then Minatsu's eyes darken. Looks
like yours truly's words hurt her.
The laughter was.. over.
Her electrically-powered whirring
wonder cunt gave yours truly, a long-beard like
him, a truly, phenomenally, new, coital
experience, none like anything he'd felt before.
This is fucking.... amazing....
Responding to yours truly's pelvic motion,
its sheer mass changed around his person at will,
surrounding his member with bizarre pulsations
and ripples; this electrical synthetic love-hole's
sensation had no comparison among mortal
women.
Yours truly decides to provide a little
comfort to Minatsu who looked as though she
was about to cry from being laughed at.
"Hey... don't cry alright? Your
synthetic love-hole's a joke, no doubt, but it feels
SOOO good. Prof. Fujiwara is in a
league by herself."
Come to think of it maybe this wasn't
really 'comforting' her but what the hell, she
looked happier now so isn't that all that matters?
"Let me get in from the back now..hatch-
back style. Here goes..."
As yours truly scooped Minatsu up he
turned her around 180 degrees and propped her
down on the floor.
Then, making her grab onto the table there,
he proceeded to enter her synthetic love-hole
again.
"Ahaauuh.... Hah! Annn--...
Annn! Annn!... aFU!... Hee!... Aaaahh.
... Aaah!!... AAAANNN!!"
Holding her nipples with both hands,
yours truly began rubbing Minatsu's love-hole
vigorously about.

Bweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn...

Minatsu's love-hole responded
vigorously also, pleasuring yours truly like nothing
before. In response he got up his pelvis articulation
to go... even faster.
"Aaaa.... !!! Hnnnn!.... Ahhooonnn!!!!
I... I'm.... going to.... breaaaaaaaak!!!!"
Apparently having hit absolute climax,
Minatsu was shaking furiously, melting and
rotting away in horniness.
"Oh!.. . Haghh!.... Agghh... you...
You're... really... going to... breaaaaaaak
mmmeeeeeee........ I.... really.....c-can't..... take
any.... more... of... thiiiiissss... No... No...
Noooo....."
Amid all her moaning, Minatsu's love-hole
was grabbing and squeezing away yours truly's
cock from the root, giving yours' extremities a
truly...weird sensation.
"Oh!"
Dopyu!
A hot fluid flew out from yours truly's cock
and into Minatsu.

Gaku...gakun!!....

Minatsu shook her body, then crumpled over
the table, and lay there lifelessly.
Didn't fucking faint did she?
That's what yours truly thought for a
moment but he knew better, this was a robot. Robots
don't faint. She didn't really get busted... did she?
"Hey... come to... you alright?"
"Haaa... haa.... haa... ha....."
After yours truly held her up in his arms she
was still breathing, or rather, unconscious, or to be
more precise her cognitive circuits seemed to be
completely out of commission.
Looks like she's drifting in the half-stupor
languor of a violent episode of sex.
Smack!
But she begins to open her eyes slowly when
yours truly gives her a little slap.
"Ki... za... ha.. shi... san..."
"You okay? Broken somewhere?"
"No... I'm alright... It's just... that...
my body.... it's... overheated..."
"You really alright though."
"Yes... but... until my machinery...
cools... down for... a few minutes... I won't... be
able... to move."
"Idiot! Making me all worried and shit."
When yours truly sighed a sigh of relief
a smile floated over Minatsu's distant face.
"You... worried... about...me...?"
For that moment that smiling Minatsu was
irresistably lovely to me.
"Yeah... That's right, you're my precious
piece of property no less... I'll hold you like this
until you're able to move again."
"Thank you.... thank you very much."
Yours truly did not yet notice the change
that had transpired within him just this moment,
watching Minatsu saying this with closed eyes.


Part 1-- Finished.

[DollSpace]

Where did this come from - it seems awfully familiar...I'd like to archive it but I need some more information on the story, such as: did you write it, or is this translated work from someone else, and is this already posted somewhere else on another site. ^^

Thanks,
Catie

[The Collector]

I got this one ... I'm sure a few of the 'veterans' of this place might remember the MECHAGAL site? Yes, the one this has been dismantled and rebuilt more times than Chucky. The author listed is accurate, as is the listed translater.

I personally have only 2 questions ... 'Mog, 1. How on God's earth did you find this!? I've personally searched google every way I could think of, I was SURE this was extinct, aside from a printed copy I'd made back in early 2001, that I misplaced until just 2 weeks ago.

2. Personally, I can't stand these 'narrow format' stories, mind if I fix these up and post em for you? I got the printout, so I know where everything goes. Actually, I'm gonna make a 'fixed' version anyway, just for my collection. Just say the word.

And to answer Cat's question, If this had been posted here, I would've found it YEARS ago, (and collected it!) it most definatly isn't ... 'til now. (thank God!)