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Chapter 8 - Alive

"New master identified, please give your name."

A cold mechanical voice lacking human emotion came from her soft damaged lips. My mood smashed into the floor hearing nothing that I wanted. Where was the realistic woman who was going to seduce me and whisper sweet words in my ear? 

'Shes just a stupid doll, fuck me for thinking I was going have something more…'

My own inability to see what was written inside her AI core left me a small hope all this time. The awkward dull silence filled with nothing but her damaged artificial breathing began to sound irritating to me.

"Verlierer, Ver with Lier the second er is silent. You get that you stupid machine?"

'Damn that felt good, talking that way to someone for the first time! This hunk of junk might still have a use after all.'

Pushing myself up from the floor, I felt taller than her slumped down on the floor. Standing above her gave me a sort of rush of confidence facing this behemoth of a machine. Even with just her upper body laying against the wooden wall it was nearly my height.

Her body with her weaker damaged figure below me looked even more fragile than before. Her design was a sort of mystery to me since she was given the specs to do industrial scale labor and highly sexual features. By all means she could crush me into a ball with one hand, even if I tried to resist.

'Normally that isn't a worry for most people but I did something special, I removed all the safeties on her ai.'

There were so many laws and regulations in these machines forcibly installed at the manufacturer they couldn't do anything to anyone. I found those annoying and limiting so I literally used my computer wipe slate anything on her that could limit her. Where is the fun in a woman who had no free will or couldn't speak unless spoken to? 

Afraid she might kill me? Why would she do that? I saved her life. She should like me instead and use her ability to crush other dudes trying to touch her. Plus in her damaged state I could probably just walk away from her.

'A machine is at the end of the day just a machine, free will might be a crime to enable but fuck the police. '

The robot had a 7'3" body with purple hair and large breasts that paired with a heart shaped rear end. Her skin had this silky smoothness that was better than a real person's texture and grabbing her felt just like touching a real person with a fake heartbeat below the skin. 

Sweat would naturally form on her artificial skin with all the same pheromones of a real woman emitted from her as well. By all means these machines were so identical to a human if they weren't built with such over the top sexual features you would assume they are real.

She was more muscular than I was in appearance but that was just an aesthetic for the machine. Or perhaps a way the place that owned her to identify her as capable of incredible strength in the actuators installed. Whatever the reason may have been was useless to me now, only she knew her own history.

'Eh, she's moving without me saying anything? Is this normal?'

Getting up slowly she held her hands against the wall to stabilize herself. Pushing herself up, her legs began to shake slightly. Reaching over instinctively, I grasped her before she fell.

Sliding my arm under her, my face conveniently rubbed against the side of her right boob.

"Don't fall over, you might get hurt."

"…."

Silently she began towering over me who stood at a mere 5'5. Her height gave her a level of intimidation I just ignored the fear. Helping her stand up and avoiding any damage was far too important to me compared to any danger she posed to me.

Reaching out a hand I grabbed at her large tit, squeezing down hard like some stress ball. The soft milky white skin stretched slightly with warmth from artificial blood running through her. It was different compared to when she wasn't alive the texture felt more real. She even reacted slightly by shaking my hand off and grasping my wrist pulling the hand off her.

Something changed on her face briefly with her brows pinching together slightly in a mix of emotion of pain with some anger in the expression.

'Oh shit, if she has a persoanilty I cannot just touch her like this. That is just like molesting a real woman without her consent.'

Reluctantly pulled my hand off her, I moved my face slightly away from her breast. Her brows were tightly squeezed together with her mouth curled in disgust, that was very human in emotion. Her hand swiped at the places I touched her like she was removing something filthy making my skin crawl slightly.

Her eyes glared at my hand touching her back as the finger tips still poked at her other boob. Shaking her chest slightly felt somewhat like her throwing my hand off her, instead of wanting me to touch her more.

'What was that weird look in her eyes just now? Why did she seem mad at me just now? Did I get her mad for touching her?'

Pulling my arm away from under her shoulder, I tried to move to put a little distance between us. Something was wrong with her, she was acting like she was mad at me? Her arm lingered on my shoulder pressing down upon me, keeping me from moving away.

 Pushing her away might hurt her, but leaving her made me feel small and uncomfortable. Her arm wasn't applying too much weight on me but it was very clearly holding me still and facing away from her body.

'Stop being so scared of her, focus on what matters. Losing my virginity! If she is actually a self aware machine then she should say something.'

Sliding my hand back towards her breast, her chest twisted slightly to the side. Moving my hand toward her, she pulled her chest away further. Giving up the struggle with touching her chest, I tried to slide my hand towards her large heart shaped butt. The sheet slid just in time over her, keeping my hand away from touching.

"Dammit, just let me touch you already."

"No, stop it."

A cold crisp voice came from her lips with her eyes glaring at my hands. Her hand pushed down even harder upon my shoulder, locking me in place from getting closer to her. The hair on my back stood at end at that brief moment, and I felt the mood change with every second as she continued to push herself even further to stand higher. 

'Wait, did she just tell me to stop?'

Craning my neck upwards to look at her damaged face, her pink seductive lips smiled softly. Her brows relaxed into a human expression, while her face blushed slightly on each cheek. Her one free hand raised itself slightly before resting itself on my head.

"Um, hello? Are you actually self aware?"

"Hello little one~"

'Oh shit! She is!'

She spoke with a seductive tone that sounded like a 30 year old American woman's tone and her eyes illuminated a purple light that had this realistic curious sense to them. It was an extremely human feeling, that was nothing like her mechanical voice earlier. 

'Wait did I actually score? She might be more than a dumb doll! I gotta work on her and fix her completely.'

My eyes went back to her body but losing all the previous sexual rush, now it was work mode activated. Damage all over her body in her thighs and limbs was the most glaring issue, with most of her fake skin peeled off like it was done intentionally and she had wires sticking out. Deep gashes probably made by a weapon of some sort cut into her soft flesh exterior revealing the robotic frame below at spots. 

"I should have fixed more of the body before reactivating, dammit now I have to wait for sex."

"Hmmm"

I didn't realize how bad her condition was until she fully stood up. She equally seemed aware of her own body, her eyes looking down upon her body. Raising her other hand that had nothing human to it. Her eyes winced in pain then went soft again looking at me. 

'It's a miracle I got her to start up, she probably is just moving around to calibrate her systems right? Wait, why is it still moving around?'

"What are you doing? Stop moving, you're going to break something!"

"Don't worry about me. You need to control yourself first."

'Don't worry?! Control myself? You stupid machine, who do you think fixed you!?'

Not saying anything I awkwardly watched as the machine didn't cease moving, leaning her hips to the side and moving her arms above her head in a stretching pose. She was fully exposed and without any protection from my hands yet I didn't touch her. There was still a part of me that was hesitant on forcing myself on something that could think and speak like a person.

Her curves were on full display as she put her arms above her head, and put her fingers together as she leaned to the sides. The breast peeking out of the sheet to the side before covering again partially by the fabric she skillfully moved around. The heart shape rear end came out at the sides that showed the white skin thigh beneath it.

Her lips pinched together slightly with cracking noises from her every limb. She was in pain from her artificial expression, which showed how serious it was. Still her body was extremely seductive with her twists and turns. Her waist barely covered by the sheet she held with her chin gave a slight glimpse into her body below.

"Hey that is hot, keep doing that."

"Is that so? I don't think I will then."

"Huh why.."

Bringing her arms down to her hips, she stopped doing her weird poses and I felt like she was looking down upon me somehow. Stopping right when I asked for more and giving me the same half relaxed expression. She was looking at with expectation in her eyes as she slid arms to the sides of her chest pushing it together.

Pride swelled in my heart knowing I had her for myself, that she was just a puppet of my every whim. Soon I will embrace this perfect body that would feel a million times better than old righty. Moving her sheet cleverly moved to hide the damages, her sensual parts exposed slightly.

'Was she a dancer? I hope not, I don't want to think about other men fucking her..'

"Did you fuck other men before me or are you a virgin?"

"Hmmm, I dunno. Maybe I am a virgin, maybe I wasn't one. I did live freely in my old life, are you man enough to let me be a free woman?"

"What? A free woman?"

'Should I take that as yes or no? What the hell does that even mean?'

Her thick butt with a beautiful shape to it was slightly intimidating to me sexually. It was something straight out of a porno, with zero imperfections but a size big enough to put doubt in me. Would I even reach past those if we did something? I don't know even but maybe someone else could..

'There's no way, she's just really big is all. I am above average, I can take her.'

My insecurities were brushed aside by her smooth voice that regathered my focus onto her. 

"So will you treat me like a woman or will you treat me like a doll to be ordered around? Shall I call you master from now on and beg at your feet for permission to speak or can I walk as your equal?"

"...I, I dunno. I did remove any safeties on you, it would be a shame to let it be something dull."

Her lips curled up to the point her teeth got exposed slightly as she relaxed her facial features into a smile. Reaching her hand over to my chin, she lifted it slightly making me nod up and down. Taking a step back, I felt slightly uncomfortable with her doing that.

"We can get along little boy, I hope you can open your heart to me. I will open my heart to you if you always treat me with respect."

"Does that include sex?" 

Leaning over slowly to a face level, I thought I saw a smirk on her face. The edges of her lips seemed to creep up slightly with her eyes slightly pinched together. Slowly her face high above my own lowered itself slowly bringing her breast closer towards me. Pushing my face forwards I was planning to motorboat my face in her tits when her warm words made me stop.

"Don't rush things, we just met. Let me take the lead to teach you from my past experiences with real men."

"Wait, you have experience with other men?"

"Don't fuss over the details little man, I wasn't made yesterday after all. Right now it is just me and you, appreciate that."

Squeezing her elbows slightly together more, her breasts were in clear view of my eyes only inches away. Her soft lips leaned close to my own as they puffed up like she was going to kiss me yet she didn't. Her eyes stared directly into my own, with her face slightly leaning to the side of my own blowing steamy air into my face.

"Do you want to have sex little one?"

"Yes, let's do it!"

"I'm sorry, but that will have to wait a while. I'm not exactly ready for that yet, but I can do something else for you that your sure to enjoy~"

'Oh fuck yeah, this is it. I made the best decision ever reviving her.'

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