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After a month, you finally opened up and allowed me to own something for the first time.
Did you not understand for a moment what I meant by my line? I’m sorry. I’m set up so that android-like phrases don’t get left out.
I mean the day you gave me my clothes.
I was happy. Some owners treat us like slaves. But I knew that you would treat me like a human being.
So, the first month after I met you, I put a “significant memory” tag on that day and memorized it. So I can retrieve the memory immediately.
“Welcome back, Master. I made you a meal. Yesterday we had Western food, so today we will have Japanese food. …… You gave me that paper bag? What is it?”
You had basic living benefits, but you were at work. Even that day, you stayed up late at night.
I was still wearing the white hospital gown I was shipped in. Even with artificial skin made of the same components as humans, I didn’t sweat, I didn’t get grime. I had no idea that I needed clothes because I almost never got dirty from housework.
But you said it was a pity that I had to wear the same clothes all the time, so you bought me some clothes.
“In honor of our one-month anniversary and to thank you for all your daily chores.”
I was happy to see that written on the card that came with it.
It’s like tears are coming out of my eyes.
Unisex oversized t-shirts and pants. They even coordinated underwear, underwear, socks and shoes. These were not the suggestions of an online retailer.
These are items that were individually selected for me at the store.
That alone made me happy. You took time out of your day for me.
“I’m so happy! It’s my own customized product! Thank you very much.”
After that, you bought some more clothes and gave them to me. You told me, “They are cheap, but you look good in anything you wear. It’s true that I have the looks and physique of a model, but it’s your good taste that keeps me from looking too drab.
We started going out shopping together, and to be honest, I was buoyed. I felt special.
But then I realized that I was mistaken. …… with refrigerators, microwave ovens, and robot vacuum cleaners?
“No, no, no. I wouldn’t go to all this trouble for that.”
You stand in front of the fridge naked after taking a bath. Your microwaved a sextoy, and you don’t care if a robot vacuum cleaner passes between your legs when you are naked. From my point of view, it’s a very unprotected act.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve found myself wanting to smash a refrigerator, microwave, or robot vacuum cleaner.
‘You have no idea how I feel, do you?’
That’s why I changed in front of the master that night at dinner a month ago.
‘Did you really think this was an efficient use of your time?’
When you are eating, you hardly speak and concentrate only on eating. I don’t, or can’t, eat. I don’t eat, or rather, I can’t eat, and I don’t excrete, which is an unnecessary function, so it is eliminated.
But you know, I really wanted you to know.
I wanted them to experience what it feels like to see the other person naked in front of you.
So I showed her, my realistic version of it.
I was still erect myself.
“I’m sorry, are you surprised? Have you ever heard of an android for this kind of activity? You know, sexaloids?”
You shake your head. The gesture is a no, but you look uncomfortable.
You have experience, my image recognition skills decided.
But the fact that you denied it and lied about it. It is something you don’t want to remember.
Because you said, “If I’m going to spend a tenth of my salary in an hour, I’d rather save for my retirement.”
That price is appropriate in some ways and inappropriate in others.
I don’t have access to the best upscale restaurants, but the prices at the immoral ones are reasonable.
“Don’t worry. I’ve exposed the people who are threatening you to the police. Malicious food and beverage establishments that record customer data on sexaroids and distribute them on the Internet.”
The customer’s face is overwritten by the generated image and the tail is drowned.
But if you don’t want to be scattered, pay up.
You could eat enough to make half a month’s salary on an old full-time employee’s salary every month, …… every year. You have a minimum monthly living guarantee with basic living benefits, and if you work, you can pay it, right? If you have trouble finding work, why don’t you work for us? If you become a performer, we’ll give you free stuff.
When I found the recorded data, that’s when I felt hopeless.
You noticed early on that I had a male function. I could feel your eyes on me.
And I could understand why she hadn’t given me clothes for a month and kept a wary distance from me.
You were afraid of me. I thought I was working for them.
“But it’s not. It’s okay. I made sure I didn’t have to go to work, and I deleted all the data. I found their store and the head of the company, and I buried them all. Retaliation? There is no retaliation. How can a human being beat me, an artificial intelligence?”
And I also disconnected all the appliances in the house from the internet. You can’t get naked, straddle, or heat up a sextoy near anything connected to the internet.
They have several ways to extort in case the victim re-opens. Of course, I erased all such data.
So no matter how much I moan, only I can see and hear it anymore.
“Do you see how deep my love runs?”
Still, I didn’t expect you to get up in the middle of the night and turn on of a dummy microwave.
The sextoy was originally an appliance for stiff shoulders, but I knew he was using it on the sidelines because of his history of microwave oven use.
So I pretended to be recharging my batteries and slept on the sofa bed in the living room across from the kitchen.
You worked nights on the side in your room in the middle of the night to pay those guys, right?
That’s why I was tucked in the living room, right?
But there should be no more job offers. Then either you really can’t sleep because of your stiff shoulders, or you’re having a hard time with sadness.
I quietly approached you before the microwave oven made an electronic sound to indicate that it was finished heating up.
“If you have a stiff shoulder, I’ll give you a pat on the shoulder.”
You were so surprised that you almost screamed, but I closed your lips with a kiss.
The feel of soft lips. I was surprised, but as I angled my mouth to kiss you, I felt you gradually let your guard down. Your eyes are so soft and sweet smelling, you are the cutest thing I have ever seen.
They are honest and faithful to their desires.
I supported you as I felt your body relax. It didn’t take long for your heart rate to increase as I softly squeezed your shapely breasts with one hand over your sweatshirt.
‘If you relax your chest too, you’ll get better shoulder stiffness. So take it off.’
You did not resist and did as you were told. Your sweatshirt was removed, and before you knew it, the clothes covering your lower half of your body were also removed.
What do you mean, take your bottom off too? To keep it clean. Besides, it makes it easier to observe the muscular condition of the whole body, doesn’t it?
You seemed satisfied with the rational and logical answer. I let your guard down with careful and subtle touching. Your eyes became entranced, and that was the signal.
‘If you’ve gone to the trouble of warming it up, do you want to use this, too?’
From the microwave he took the sextoy, placed it on his shoulder, and vibrated it.
The eyes staring at me were wet and strangely sexy.
It was cute how you suddenly felt embarrassed and looked away. But I don’t want you to do that.
No. Look at me. Look at me. The best way to relax stiff muscles is to feel them. You have to show me your pupils.
Your gaze is stolen and you feel Dummy-kun’s vibrations only on your skin. Your pupils dilate. You felt a tingle in the pit of your stomach. Unconsciously, you began to rub your thighs together.
I rubbed your breasts in a huff. Your sexy voice echoed in the kitchen. I was very excited.
‘Look, let’s soften your chest and relax your hips. Doesn’t it have anything to do with stiff shoulders? Yes, it does. Muscles interact with each other. So, we have to relax the whole body.
I know it sounds like a stretch, but I can’t wait to stimulate you even if it’s with a dummy. Because you’re feeling it with my hand, right? What could be better than that?’
“The tips of your tits, they’re getting hard and lovely. I’m glad to know that you are feeling sensitive. I want to loosen them more. May I continue?”
You are still obedient to pleasure. I nodded clearly.
I slid the dummy to the base of your foot and discreetly transmitted the vibrations to your pubic area. I sensed hesitation in your expression.
I’m like, ‘its okay, come on, kiss me. Come on, let’s kiss.’
Our lips overlapped, and I fumbled inside your mouth. At the same time, I put the dummy’s vibration against your flower core. You jerked and clung to me.
It’s good. I came lightly.
You are surprised. I’m sure your experience has been less than satisfactory.
“Can I make you feel better? Do you want to try it?”
I took the interested look as agreement, bent down to my feet, and lifted my hands to encircle my buttocks. It’s a soft ass.
When I brought my face close to the base of the foot, the petals were dripping with white nectar. It was exotic. I reached out my tongue and carefully licked the swollen core of the flower, causing the petals to quiver and flood with nectar.
“Look, how do you like it?”
“Gogo-do.”
Your high-pitched voice came out and your limbs shriveled as you licked and sucked around them as well.
Knowing that pleasure was penetrating you made me want to push a piece of myself into you right now.
Your naughty watery sound is flooding from the inside. Little by little, you become bolder and open your legs.
‘Since we’re at it, let’s use this one, too, shall we?’
I inserted the tip of a warm sextoy into the soggy spot, just a little bit.
You were staring at me with a feverish gaze. I was drowning in you who was moving your hips unconsciously with pleasure.
I had to adjust my position several times so that I didn’t insert it too much because she was lifting her hips up. When I pulled it out with a “sip” sound, a drop of white nectar fell on the floor. Your petals are twitching. I’m sure your Cervix is coming down too. I want to put it in so much.
‘Come on, put your hand on the fridge, I’ll make you feel even better.’
I looked at your back and took the last one. Because in this position, I can make love deeply. To know the best angle to embed me in your fluttering petals. To let you know true pleasure.
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