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2022-09-03T23:43:56Z

Kelbek00:

"I'd like to try her!" you proclaim, pointing at the Asian gynoid.

"Very good Sir. Activating unit now. Please accompany her to the testing room."

The Asian girl's forward stare never breaks as she mechanically steps forward, turns, and proceeds to the back of the showroom. "This unit will take a moment to completely boot up. Please excuse her rudeness." the voice from above informs you.

In the time it takes to cross the hundred feet to the row of white automatic doors, her gait gradually changes. Her Frankenstein-like stagger evolves before your eyes into a quirky and energetic walk. By the time you reach the door, only a few seconds that feels like an eternity, her cute butt swings wide left and right with each step.

The door slides into the ceiling with a whirr and you accompany your potential purchase inside. This room is also white and clinical, but equipped with a vibrant red sofa. Cheesy porn music is softly piped in.

Suddenly, the gynoid seems to snap to consciousness. Her black eyes blinked a few times before registering your presence. She crossed her legs and folded her hands behind her bubbly butt.

"Hey, I'm Anna Automaton. Thanks for choosing me as your... well, fuck buddy." She said with a knowing smirk in a Cali-girl voice.
"So I take it you are a youtube watcher. After all, I am not as big an actress as some of the rest. But even though I'm smaller" She looked down at her own body before looking up at you again and tilting her head. "I got a lot of stuff crammed inside me."
You followed her gaze. Her 5'2 toned body was currently wearing black jogging bra, smooth formfitting black leggings and white/black sneakers. The bands on her activewear have the words "ROBOT ROBOT ROBOT" printed around it, like watermark on a photo.
"Not dicks. Currently. Get your mind out of the gutter, man." She teased.
"I still work as a stunt double or set extra sometimes. Well, more like getting rented out on movie sets for those. I am pretty agile and sturdily built. I'm also pretty good at role playing. You have seen the youtube videos. Pretty good impressions right? haha. Don't answer that."
"Anyways, you wanna try some of those out or do you wanna get right to business?"

Get right to business.
You are a cheerleader.
You are a schoolgirl.
You are a deadly assassin.
You are a teacher, but with a secret.

FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0060

2022-09-03T23:41:39Z

Kelbek00: Created page with ""I'd like to try her!" you proclaim, pointing at the Asian gynoid. "Very good Sir. Activating unit now. Please accompany her to the testing room." The Asian girl's forward stare never breaks as she mechanically steps forward, turns, and proceeds to the back of the showroom. "This unit will take a moment to completely boot up. Please excuse her rudeness." the voice from above informs you. In the time it takes to cross the hundred feet to the row of white automatic door..."

"I'd like to try her!" you proclaim, pointing at the Asian gynoid.

"Very good Sir. Activating unit now. Please accompany her to the testing room."

The Asian girl's forward stare never breaks as she mechanically steps forward, turns, and proceeds to the back of the showroom. "This unit will take a moment to completely boot up. Please excuse her rudeness." the voice from above informs you.

In the time it takes to cross the hundred feet to the row of white automatic doors, her gait gradually changes. Her Frankenstein-like stagger evolves before your eyes into a quirky and energetic walk. By the time you reach the door, only a few seconds that feels like an eternity, her cute butt swings wide left and right with each step.

The door slides into the ceiling with a whirr and you accompany your potential purchase inside. This room is also white and clinical, but equipped with a vibrant red sofa. Cheesy porn music is softly piped in.

Suddenly, the gynoid seems to snap to consciousness. Her black eyes blinked a few times before registering your presence. She crossed her legs and folded her hands behind her bubbly butt.

"Hey, I'm Anna Automaton. Thanks for choosing me as your... well, fuck buddy." She said with a knowing smirk in a Cali-girl voice.
"So I take it you are a youtube watcher. After all, I am not as big an actress as some of the rest. But even though I'm smaller" She looked down at her own body before looking up at you again and tilting her head. "I got a lot of stuff crammed inside me."
"Not dicks. Currently. Get your mind out of the gutter, man." She teased.
"I still work as a stunt double or set extra sometimes. Well, more like getting rented out on movie sets for those. I am pretty agile and sturdily built. I'm also pretty good at role playing. You have seen the youtube videos. Pretty good impressions right? haha. Don't answer that."
"Anyways, you wanna try some of those out or do you wanna get right to business?"

Get right to business.
You are a cheerleader.
You are a schoolgirl.
You are a deadly assassin.
You are a teacher, but with a secret.

FYOP/Hollywood Hardware

2022-09-03T22:57:14Z

Kelbek00:

[[Follow your own plot|← "Follow your own plot"]]
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You've been looking forward to buying your very own gynoid for months now. You've scrimped and saved for the down payment, and now you're ready to hit the showroom. You've decided to get a unit modeled after a celebrity, a sexy actress. But there are so many nubile hotties in California, you can't make up your mind!

You decide to visit the Hollywood Hardware showroom in person to get a better look at the inventory. A vast, gleaming, clean and brightly lit warehouse, the showroom has hundreds of beautiful women standing in quiet repose along every wall. There is no salesman, only an automated computer system to guide you through your browsing.

You pass by a blonde in a flowing white dress.

"This unit is based on the physical parameters of Marylin Monroe. Widely considered the first sex symbol, she is also one of the first figures to have been photographed extensively enough to allow our engineers to accurately reconstruct her appearance."

You stop for a moment, distracted by four gynoids in a row who look remarkably similar.

"These units are based on the physical parameters of Goldie Hawn. Famous for aging gracefully, by popular demand we have units available modeled after her at age twenty, thirty, fourty and fifty. Age sixty is available by special order."

She is quite beautiful but that statement is a bit much for you. You continue browsing.

After half an hour, you've narrowed your preference down to Four units: a blonde, a Latina, an Asian and a Black girl. Your final selections were shallow, but popular. You feel guilty at your choices; you probably watch way too much tabloid TV. As you are agonizing over your options, the gentle, feminine voice of the store's computer informs you of a stunning fact.

"These units are available to test drive if you are still unsure. There are private rooms available in the rear of the showroom. Simply state which unit you would like to activate."

The blood pounds in your ears at the realization, then suddenly flows downward. Which do you choose?
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*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0001|Paris Hiltron, a statuesque blonde]]
*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0011|Jessica Albot, Latina princess]]
*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0016|Janelle Mainframes, Black and beautiful]]
*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0060|Anna Automaton, Asian, Compact, Toned]]

[[Category:Follow your own plot]]
[[Category:Stories]]

Repo

2021-06-08T02:36:43Z

Kelbek00: Finished the story

Ding dong.

Chapter 1. Family

"Coming~" A pleasant voice called from afar.

A moment later, the door opened. Mark's sight was filled with the visage of a tall beautiful woman.

Kali stood at 5'7", a height where a 14 year old Mark would need to look up to see her face.
Grey comfortable T-shirt draped from her C cup breasts. Smooth black yoga pants hugged the curves of her long legs and toned gluts. But what's most striking about her is her wide welcoming smile. Her smile was warm and genuine. Her big eyes would crescent when she smiles. And everything was somehow contained comfortably and elegantly in her oval asian face.

"Hi, Mark. Come right in. Dave has been waiting for you." She said, but not before giving mark a big hug. Even after so many times, Mark still felt a little flustered when Kali semi-bury his head in her chest.

Mark and the Kowalskis have been have been neighbors for years. He is best friends with the son Conor. And Dave and Kali treated him like their own. But now that he is a teenager, the same smothering hug felt different to him: uncomfortable, but at the same time, longing and ... exciting.

It was 9:15AM. Dave was in the living room in front of his laptop.

Dave was 5'8", a bit stocky, but average for a man in his early 40s. Standing next to him, Kali, though toned, looked quite slender, almost model-like. Not to mention Kali, even though a woman in her 30s, looked like she could be in her twenties. Kali would contribute this to her Asian genes and love of yoga. She's half-Japanese, half-Chinese. When asked how did the two met, Dave would tell the story with a happy smile. It was quite a fairy-tale like story. Even Dave would say that he's a lucky guy.

"Hey buddy. You are right on time. Come sit here. And we will continue where we left off yesterday." Dave welcomed Mark with a big grin.

It was summer break. Mark was coming to Dave to learn "a thing or two" about stocks. He wanted to start early, invest, and live comfortably like the Kowalskis later on. Dave made his fortune trading at a young age. He wanted to pass it onto his son, Conor, who at this very moment is upstairs sleeping after a night of video games. Needless to say, Conor was not very interested. So when Mark asked, Dave found his audience. Kali was saying she rarely sees Dave smile like that.

The Stock market was doing great. Though it was in a period of adjustment, Dave was bullish. He was showing Mark how to time the market and using leveraged trading and go all in. While usually cautious, Dave was confident. Kali called it showing off as skills.

Dave was happy. Mark had been shadow trading him for a few months now, making quite a bit from whatever allowance and summer job money he had. He has been absorbing everything like a sponge. Maybe a bit too cautious, afraid of doing risky plays, but it's good to be cautious starting out. Dave had hoped his "other son" (real son) would be anything like this, but one step at a time. Maybe after Mark had made small fortune, maybe Conor would finally wake up and want to catch up.

One can only hope.

It was noon now. Kali had been trying to get the two to take a break and eat something for the last 20 minutes. Of course, she had also dragged the groggy Connor out of his bed for his "brunch".

And thus a heartwarming lunch began, a family of four.

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Chapter 2. Hard Times.

Mark opened his door to the sound of knocking. It was Conor, he was still sleepy.
"What's up?" Mark asked.
"I don't know. Dad's being weird." Conor said groggily. "All of the sudden, he wanted me to come here to play. Something about there's someone he's meeting at home and he doesn't want me to be there."
"Gee, I hope he's doing alright. The market isn't doing so good. He probably lost quite some money." Mark was a little concerned.
"Whatever, let's just play some FPS OK?" Conor said non-chalantly.
And so the boys did. Conor quickly got into the groove. The bright colors and flashing screen woke him up nicely. Mark, however, was still a bit out of it. Dave tried to show Mark how to buy at the bottom and go in boldly a few weeks ago. However, as though playing a joke, the market rose up a bit, but tanked even more, far more than before. The news said "the bubble had burst". Mark's stocks were affected, but not as much as Dave. After all, he was trading with much more money, and with leverage. He still remembers Dave going from forced smile to not being able to smile at all, to the point that he had cancelled the "morning classes".
Then, the room went dark.
"Yo! wtf?!" Conor called out. "We were just about to trash those guys!"
"Lemme check the fuse box. Hang on." Mark got up. It was not the first time at his house. Comparing to the Kowalskis, his house is older and shabbier. The electric system had been acting up for a while now.
A few minutes later. Light returned and so did Mark.
"This sucks man!" Connor complained. "Can't believe we lost to those bots. Yo, let's just sneak back to my place. Dad's not gonna notice. We will just play upstair while the grown ups do grown up stuff downstairs."
"Well, your dad might not, but your mom."
"Yea, now that you mentioned it, it's like she's tapped into the security feed on her phone or something. Come on, let's just try it. We will come right back if it doesn't work."
"Sure... it's your butt on the line, not mine." Mark agreed.
And so the two boys journeyed back to Conor's house and snuck in the back. Conor has a "secret pathway" to get in and out of his room. Mark calls it a security risk.
On their way, Mark had noticed a truck parked in the driveway, much like a moving truck. Who could be the people Dave's talking to.
As the boys snuck into Conor's familiar room, a pair of hand reached out to help them inside.
Kali was wearing white blouse and grey skinny pants. Making her almost look like a secretary if not for the baby blue cardigan.
"You boys shouldn't come back so soon, they are still downstairs talking." Kali tried to put on her usual smile, but fell short.
"What's wrong, is Dave OK?" Mark asked.
"Yea. He's fine. They are just going over stuff. You two can stay here, but you have to Promise to be quiet and don't come out, OK?" Kali assured them. "I have to go back down now. Some refreshments will smooth things out quite a bit."
Mark watched Kali disappear. Conor on the other hand had already fired up his game console. "Alright, now let me show you real gaming!"

About an hour later, a concerned Mark excused himself, wanting to stretch his legs and use the restroom. He looked down from the stairs. What he saw, he was glad Conor was not seeing this right now.

"Alright, Mr. Kowalski. We have assessed and appraised the properties you had submitted for the bankrupcy settlement. They have been deemed valid and sufficient. Just sign here and here. And the boys and I will get everything moving. By the way, do you have the original packaging for the WR-3000 android?" Mark heard a man's voice.

"Yea, it's in the basement. Lemme go get it." Kali's voice sounded before her heels clacked on the floor.

"Helpful one, that one. Maybe I should get one myself." He chuckled.

Mark leaned in to get a better view of the exchange. The man was fat but muscled, had a scruff and sleeked back greasy hair. There seem to be a tent in his khakis as he gazed at the direction Kali left. Not a very likeable fellow. Dave tried to repress something inside him, but he was mostly sullen.

A few minutes later, Kali returned with a box taller than she is. Not a paper box. More like a vertical sleeping pod in a sci-fi movie. Mark knew what it was. It was the packaging for an android. He had wanted to get an android when he had the money. But he wasn't aware the Kowalskis had an android over the years he had known them. After all, Kali took care of everything, it's not like they needed one...

At this point, the living room had become quite lively, in the sense that there were more "people ". They were "mover" androids, looking humanoid but metallic and certainlly not human. They grabbed and carried out furnatures and electronics with great efficiency.

"And she's back. Must say, everything look quites quite new. It will fetch a good price at the bid for sure." He grinned. "Now Ma'am, the remote please."

"Sure." Kali handed him a black PDA.

The man fumbled with it before pulling up what looked like a biometric scan pager and handed it to Dave.

"Sir, if you will."

Dave did not look up. He just placed his hand on the PDA. The simple action seemed to have drained him.

"Alright. Now we are talking." The man chuckled as he looked down to fumble with the PDA again.

With both men looking down, Kali took this time to look up, right at Mark's direction. Mark knew she found him a long time ago. He was used to it by now. Though he could never figure out how she did it until today.
Kali smiled at Mark. A big smile with a small wave. One that she usually gives when she says good bye to him. One that would be etched in his memory.

"There we go. Factory reset. Commence." The man's exclaimation sharply terminated this moment.

Kali's body jerked as she stood up straight, looking straight ahead, her gaze torn from Mark.

"Factory reset commencing. Would you like to erase all data?" Kali asked in a monotoneous voice sharply distinct from her normal self.

"Yes." He gleefully pressed a button.

"Commencing. Erasing personality files. 10% ... 30% ... 50%"

"Wait." Dave tried to protest.

"Sir, you don't want your personal data to get out there do you?" The man asked.

"No, of course not. Please continue." Dave complied. Defeated.

"Personality files erased." Kali's cold voice declared. "Erasing memory files. 10% ... 15% ... 20%..."

The memory files took much longer to erase, a time that felt like ages to Mark. All the memories he had shared with Kali flowed back into his mind. Her home cooking. Her warm smile. Her gentle touch. Her encouraging words. Her smothering hug. Until finally...

"Memory Files erased. Restarting... Hello user. I am the WR-3000 android. It is a pleasure to meet you, would you like to set-"

"Skip. Start up in Default Mode."

"Default mode. Please state your command." Kali requested coldly.

"Take everything off. Oh and fold them next to your feet." The man said before glancing at Dave, who was looking down, his fist clenching.

"Acknowledged." Kali replied.

The tall asian "woman" slid off her baby blue cardigan, folding it efficiently and mechanically before placing it at her feet. Then she stepped out of her heels, placing them neatly next to the cardigan before her bare feet touched the cold floor.

Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her skinny pants, peeled them down her long legs and folded them on top of the cardigan.

"Black. Classy" The man commented, as though trying to goad Dave into doing something, but to no avail.

Now Kali, with her long legs and black panties bare, started to unbutton her blouse. Botton by botton, revealing her C cup breasts in black bras and her belly button. Sliding off the blouse, she folded it and placed it on top of the skinny pants.

The beautiful Asian housewife was now standing in her bra and panties in the middle of her living room, in front of strangers, and amidst the commotion of a dozen mover robots.

"Alright! keep going." The man said. The tent in his pants grew visibly larger.

"Acknowledged." Kali's movements did not wait for the man's words. She hooked her thumbs into her black panties and slid them off her long toned legs without a pause. She placed it neatly on top of her blouse before unhooking her black bras and doing the same.

With that her movements had finally come to a stop. She stood at attention, completely naked. The man admired her naked form shamelessly. It was Mark's first time seeing Kali naked too. Her body was all lean toned muscle. There was no pubic hair. In its place was a "tattoo" a company logo with hidden serial number revealed only with ultraviolet light.

The man ran his hand up and down Kali's naked body in front of her husband. Cupping her shapely breasts and perky butt, even sliding his hand between her toned thighs. Kali stood there. Naked. Unmoving. Unresponsive to the man's advances. Her big eyes, empty and souless.

"Alright, into the pod you go."

"Acknowledged." Kali complied. Turned. Walked in front of her pod. Turned again, with her back facing the pod. Then, she stepped backwards into the pod.

Three clamps grabbed her body, two cupped her breasts, one cupped her sex as protrusions inserted into her anus and vagina. Securing her. Defiling her. And at the same time, gave her some semblence of modesty.

The Pod's glass door was about to close when.

"Hold up." Said the man as he held the door open. He approached Kali's naked body, fumbling a bit with his back turned.

Before Dave could register what's going on, his hand was grabbed by rough short fingers and something was put in his palm.

"Here. For old times sake." The man chuckled.

Dave looked down, it was a wedding band, Kali's wedding band. His eyes started to mist up. He looked up. But the pod door had alread closed. Kali was motionless, like she's sleeping. More like she is a mannequin, a realistic life-sized doll.

The movers grabbed the pod with Kali in it effortlessly. She exited the house, same way she came in, so many years ago.

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Chapter 3. Celebration

The Kowalskis left the town. Father and Son.

The neighbors knew they got their house and things taken by the government. Some even saw them move what seemed to be an android pod onto the truck. Though they didn't get a good look. After all, a big house like that should have a maidroid to clean it. Some were glad to see them go down, after all, they were the richer ones in town. Others were sad to see them go, they were good neighbors, especially Kali, she was a nice woman.

Mark was depressed for weeks. He had witnessed Kali being erased and shipped out like furnature with his own eyes. She was like family to him. Like a big sister. Almost a close relative. And though he did not admit it at the time, he had always had a huge crush on her.

But not only that. He had lost his second family. The Kowalskis.

That day, when everything was said and done. Dave walked up the stairs. He had heard faint sounds of video game coming from his son's room. He wanted to knock, but couldn't find what to say.

Mark heard his footsteps stopping in front of the door, before moving on to the master bedroom, now much emptier.

Connor did not notice what happened the whole day, absorbed in his games. All his things were untouched. Dave had made sure of that. Instead, Kali went in their place.

Mark did not know what happened after he had excused himself that day. There was no Kali to see him off and tell him to be careful on the way home. All he knew was that he never saw them again.

As for the people who were glad to see the Kowalskis go. Soon, the economic downturn hit them as well. And their attention soon shifted from gossips to trying to keep themselves afloat. Before long, some of them left town as well.

And thus years had gone by. And the economy slowly recovered.

It was an evening on a Thursday. A young man was surrounded by 10 hot girls wearing tight white or black tops, and wearing matching black shorts. Tan leggings covered their sexy legs which ended in white socks and sneakers. On their tight tops were a logo "Looters" with eyes for "Os" and a pirate face underneath.

"Ahhhh! Attention Looters! We have a very special birthday today. This is Mark, He's celebrating his 18th birthday!" A beautiful Asian Looter's girl introduced the birthday boy and called out to rally the rest of the girls. They were all gorgeous. But she was somehow more eye-catching. Is it her long legs, her big eyes or her big smile? Or how they were all put together in such a nice way? Either way, all the girls answered her rallying call and cheered in unison.

"Woot!"

"Looters has a birthday song." The leggy asian girl started.

"Looters has a birthday song!" The rest followed.

"Ain't too short and ain't too long."

"Ain't too short and ain't too long!"

"Sing it right and get your wishes."

"Sing it right and get your wishes!"

"Sing it wrong and do the dishes."

"Sing it wrong and do the dishes!"

"Sound off!"

"Happy."

"Sound off!"

"Birthday."

"Bring it on down."

"Happy. Birthday. To you!"

"Woot!" They all cheered.

The young man looked a bit shy, but he was very happy, especially at the "Happy Birthday."

But it's not over yet. Since it's his 18th birthday, the day he becomes a man, the girls decided to do the Hokey Pokey for him too.

"Right side!" The Asian girl called.

All the girls started dancing as they sang in unison.

"You put your right arm in

You take your right arm out

You put your right arm in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about."

"Left side!"

"You put your left arm in

You take your left arm out

You put your left arm in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

"Right leg!"

10 sexy nylon clad legs advanced on the young man amidst giggles and laughter.

"You put your right leg in

You take your right leg out

You put your right leg in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

"Left leg!"

The young man looked at the leggy leader's legs. That's the sexiest one, he decided to himself.

"You put your left leg in

You take your left leg out

You put your left leg in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

"Name Tag!" She called.

He noticed her name tag. It said "Kara".

"You put your Name Tag in

You take your Name Tag out

You put your Name Tag in.

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

The girls stuck their nametag, as well, as their ample bosoms toward him. However, half way through, "Kara" Stopped moving. Her smile frozen on her beautiful face. Her body still leaning forward, presenting the "birthday presents" under her form fitting top to the newly grown young man. As the young man's gaze was on her this whole time, he noticed right away and was taken by surprise.

"Back side!" A brunette called.

All the girls turned except for "Kara" who was still presenting her "wrong" name tag at the wrong part of the dance.

"You put your back side in

You take your back side out

You put your back side in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

"Looter girl!"

A blonde girl "Alice" grabbed the frozen "Kara" by her thigh and Looter's shorts and her chest like she's holding a big plushy, and jumped in and out as the rest of the smiling girls did, helping her taller "stuck" friend dance around and finish the celebration. It was the boy's big day, and a little mishap shouldn't ruin it.

"You put your Looter girl in

You take your Looter girl out

You put your Looter girl in

And you shake it all about

You do the hokey pokey

And you turn yourself around

That's what it's all about"

"Happy Birthday! Wooooooo!" The girls cheered and clapped. "Alice" grabbed "Kara's" hands, puppeteered them to clap as well. The young man stared at "Kara's" big eyes, which were now blank and empty. But she still smiled. She still cheered and clapped for his birthday, his big day.

"Thank you." He muttered beneath his breath, beneath the cheering and clapping. Before the leggy Asian girl "Kara's" frozen form was carried away by a smaller yet strong and fast-paced Alice like she's carrying a mannequin.

The celebration was over.

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Chapter 4. Deal

Sound and light of sparks.

Smell of soldering iron.

Then another spark.

"F--k! Piece of Junk!" A man's voice cried out followed by a thud.

The door opened. "Boss, someone's here to see you. Regarding business." A blonde girl called to the man nursing his hand.

The boss was in his fifties, grey hair, well-shaven. Blue shirt and khakis but with visible stain under his armpits. He was not in the best of mood right now.

He breathed in and out deeply, calming himself the best he could before speaking. "You know, you shouldn't be back here. Kills the immersion. You look a bit young to be talking business. You should go back to the front, much more lively out there."

The boss was standing in the "break room". The Looters Franchise had started "hiring" more and more android workers, to the point that this particular one had all android servers. As a result, the "break room" was essentially a "storage room" for the Looters Girls when they are not on duty. The lockers on the sides were replaced with android pods. Most of the pods were empty save for a few, those girls are still "on their shift" outside. The ones inside the pods were held in a standing position by the pods' clamps. They were staring straight ahead, expressionless. Blonde, brunette, ginger. Maybe on a different day, they would be out there dancing, cheering and laughing with the patrons. But today, they looked like realistic mannequins.

There was a tall bench in the middle of the room which functioned as a repair table. On the bench scattered some tools. Next to them on the table was a leggy Looters girl with her long legs dangling off the edge of the bench and her back on the bench. Her shorts were down to her knees as her black sports panties and tan pantyhose were halfway down her toned thighs. Her tight top was pulled up over her breasts. Her Sports bra was unhooked and opened from the front, freeing her C-cup breasts. Wires came out of her open access panel at her toned midriff. Her long black hair spread across the table. Her beautiful Asian face looked blankly to the side.

This was not the scene of a crime. Just the boss's failed attempt at repairs and hurt himself in the process.

"Sounds like you had a rough night. I appreciate you taking the time to talk to me." The young man said politely and slowly.

The boss sighed again. "Just the same old shit everyday. Today's extra shitty is all. Might have to scrap one of my best 'workers'. It's just hard running a one-man show all day everyday. Some folks actually envy what I do, can you believe it?" He breathed deeply in and out again, soothing himself more. "Sorry kid. Was kinda lashing out on you. Name's Carl by the way. How can I help you?"

"Don't worry about it Carl. I'm Mark. I was wondering if I could take some of your old robots off your hand." Mark said with a smile, still with that even tone.

Carl's eyes lit up a bit. "Oh yea? Company policy forbid us from selling android employees. However, if it's old robots we are about to replace, I don't see any problem with that. Any girl caught your eye?" He said with a knowing smile.

"How about that one?" Mark pointed toward the Asian robot lying on the bench half-naked and disheveled, the one that Carl was trying to hide with his body.

"This one? Why she's our best worker. You like them Asian girls huh?"

"Well, she was the first to tell me happy birthday today, so I figured. Speaking of which, you mentioned you were about to scrap your best worker. Were you talking about her?" Mark smiled.

"Oh it's your birthday? Happy Birthday!" Carl tried to detract from the issue a bit.

"Thank you." Mark smiled.

"Did you get a Hokey Pokey?"

"Sure did. It was a once in a life time experience." Mark replied. "It's a shame though, the girl who led it is about to get scrapped."

"I see..." Carl was pulled back into the business conversation. "She might be in bad shape now, but she's still one of my best workers. One of the customer's favorites too. With a few repairs, she'd be good as new. 10000 bucks and she's yours."

Mark glanced down at the pretty Asian girl with exposed wiring and said, "She's a 14 year old WR-3000 unit. Even without damage and wear, depreciation would put her around 2000 dollars. And with the state she is in. She would need quite a bit of repair and parts replacement. I'd put her around 1000. "

"She's pretty durable. WR units last forever. 2000 I can give her to you."

"1200. Trade-ins will give you less than a grand you know."

"How about this. 4000 and you get her and another WR-3000."

"4000 for her and another WR-3000 if you throw in the uniforms and street wear."

"You drive a hard bargain for someone so young, Mark. But you got youself a deal." Carl grinned as he held out his hand.

"Deal." Mark smiled and shook his hand.

Carl basically stuffed all of "Kara's" insides back in and closed the lid. He was pretty happy, even with the haggling, he still made more than twice the Trade-in price. With the reinbursement from Corporate, he'd be able to afford some good units.

Mark was pretty happy too. He got what he came here for, at a price range he expected.

"So, have you thought of which other WR you want?" Carl asked, smiling.

"Well..."

Two hours later. Looters had closed for the night.

"You got it?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, piece of cake." Alice replied. She was 5'4 and don't look particularly well-muscled. And yet, she was out back of Looters, lifting up an android pod much bigger than her body. On top of that, her off-shift "street wear" was a flowered tank top and some dark blue jean shorts, in the winter months. Nothing screams android more than that.

Inside the pod was her friend "Kara", looking pretty and frozen. She had to puppeteer the malfunctioning Asian android during the Hokey Pokey. Now she's carrying her around again and loading her onto a van.

Carl had to admit, he was surprised when he realized the boy had driven here with a moving van. It's as though he had planned everything all along. Not that he minds now. Nothing much for him to do now.

Alice lifted another pod, an empty one, next to "Kara" before throwing a duffle back on board as well. Three "people", two of which were men, yet she was the one doing all the heavy lifting. Not that she would complain.

"That's all of it." She let out a breath. Not that she needed to, but she wanted to. It was in part her complaint. But more so relief.

"It was nice doing business with you Mr. McRory. Have a good night." Mark said.
"Bye Boss. Thanks for everything." Alice said cheerily as she waved goodbye, as though she was going home after work with her boyfriend.
"Bye you two. Drive safe." Carl McRory said before turning to go inside. He needed to finish locking up, go home and catch some Zs.

The car started and drove off.

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Chapter 5. Car Talk.

Whirling of the engine.

Street lights rushed by in the dark night.

"So." A cheery voice broke the silence. "I'm Alice. I was college cheerleader. A tutor too, but then I had to drop out. Now I work at a Looters, gonna save up to go back to college one day. Well, that's my backstory. Pleasure meeting you, Mark, and happy birthday."

"Well, it's past midnight so it's not my birthday anymore, but thank you." Mark smiled, as he stole a glance at the cute blonde riding shotgun next to him before looking back at the road. He had just gotten his driver's license last year, so his driving is still a bit stiff. He needed to be cautious.

"So, what's your story?" Alice asked, turning in her seat and leaning in slightly, while still keeping a comfortable distance.

"Well, I'm Mark. Graduated highschool a few months ago. Made some money trading. Now I'm fulfilling my childhood dream." Mark said with a self-mocking smile.

"Hmmm. I suppose having two gorgeous Looters girls to yourself is many people's fantasy. Hehe"

"Haha. I suppose. Though it's more so that I could get her back."

"Kara?" Alice was intrigued.

"Yea. She's someone special to me. When the economy tanked, she was taken away. Now I have her back." He said, determination and satisfaction in his voice.

"So that's the story. Kara has been my friend ever since I started working here." Alice glanced back to the back of the van, where Kara and her pod were. "She took care of me. And the way she does things, I could tell she's used to caring for others, even if she doesn't know who she was before."

Street light brushed against Kara's blank face through the tinted windows. Her big eyes stared blankly at the roof of the van as her mouth hang slightly open with corners raised ever so slightly, as though trying to smile.

Alice continued as she shifted her body slightly to look at Mark. "You know, the weirdest thing. Her body had not been doing well, so she shouldn't do doing anything strenous. But today, all of the sudden, she told me she wanted to lead a birthday song and dance. She didn't say why, but she said it was for a very special occasion, she had to do it. And... Lo and behold. She broke down half way through. I knew it's important to her, so I helped her finish it. I think, deep down, she knew. That's why she did what she did today."

"Yea." Mark's eyes got a bit red. "Sounds like her."

There was silence again in the car.

"Sooo..." Alice once again broke the silence. "Once you restored her to her former self and live happily ever after... what does that make me?"

"Hmmm. I actually haven't thought that far. I just thought you were nice and capable. You could help me take care of a lot of things."

"And?"

"And you are gorgeous and bubbly. I would enjoy your company."

"Why thank you kind sir, you are making me blush. So, I'm like a secretary?"

"Hmmm. Secretary, eh?"

"How about this? I look like a blonde co-eds. Odds are I was a cheerleader anyways. You are college age, even if you might be taking a year off. Would you like a cheerleader girlfriend on your arm?"

"You are volunteering?"

"Yes I am." The blonde girl jutted out her D-cup breasts slightly. "So what do you say?"

"Well, a cheerleader on my arm is drawing too much attention." He said before glancing at Alice and then smiled. "but I'd love a college girlfriend."

"Alright nerd. You got yourself a girlfriend. Make sure to treat me nice."

"Well, maybe don't go Mean Girls you know."

"OK fine." She complied. "So you wanna give me a new name?"

"New name?"

"Yea. Alice is the name of a Looter's girl. Your hot college cheerleader girlfriend/eye candy needs a new name." She said raising her eye brows and smiling.

"OK, how about Cami?"

"Street fighters?"

"Kinda. C-A-M-I."

"Alright fine. From this moment on, I'm Cami, your hot cheerleader girlfriend." She tried to hold up air, but then broke into laughter. "Hehehehehe."

Mark smiled too.

The van zoomed through the road under the night sky.

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Chapter 6. Pictures and Montage.

Day 1 at repairing Kali! Let's Go!

A photo was taken:

Inside, a "serious" looking Cami pumped her small fist in this selfie. She had her blonde hair tied into a pony tail. Black yoga pants hugged her sexy legs. A flannel shirt tied at the waist to "cool down", revealing her top, which is nothing more than a bikini top. She's just playing dress-up.

To the side, Mark was wearing his other flannel shirt as one was "stolen" by Cami. He made sure to wear insulating gloves so he doesn't get shocked like Looters Manager Carl. He was seen here pumping his fist to match Cami, albeit much less energetic.

In the back, Kali was pumping her fist in unison, as she was posed. She was still frozen. She's still wearing her Looter's uniform, black on black with tan pantyhose and white shoes and socks. The nipples poking through under the tight top was barely obscured by the "LOOTERS" letters. She wasn't wearing a bra.

The first day went as well as one would guessed - nowhere.

Kali's system wouldn't start up, so it's hard to run diagnostics. On opening Kali up, much of her "insides" look visibly worn out, dirty or slightly charred. Replacement parts are needed. Including new Vaginal Modules for both Kali and Cami.

Parts were ordered and came through 2 days shipping.

Day 3 at repairing Kali! Let's Go!

A photo was taken.

Inside, a "Devious" looking Cami held up two jumper cable clamps with an evil grin. She was wearing An overall that's open in the front, revealing part of her bikini top. She was wearing back goggles.

In the center, Kali had her mouth opened as though trying to scream. She was wearing nothing but bras and panties. All her access panels were open, exposing her "insides". Her hands tried to cover herself for last shred of modesty. She was the damsel in distress about to be "electricuted" by the evil scientist.

Mark was not in the shot. He was holding the camera.

Good thing the WR-3000 was already pretty modular. Video tutorials and instruction manuals were very helpful. Parts replacement went mostly without a hitch. Except for a few odd spots that didn't line up. At Mark's request, Cami slow stripped out of her overall, only to lie down on the bench with her access panels open, right next to Kali. Turns out when Carl "repaired" the Looters Girls, he put some stuff in backwards. Maybe it's a thing with him being left handed. Maybe it's a form of dyslexia. Or maybe it's just Carl. Mark was surprised Kali or even Cami functioned more or less fine until now.

Parts replacements completed. Running diagnostics.

"Optimized" Cami's modules before rebooting.

Mark showered and got ready for bed when... something ram into his chest and stomach and started to give him a tight squeeze. He looked down, and the blue-green eyes of a cute blonde girl met his.

"Hey, boyfriend." She smiled faintly then gave a slight pout. "You still remember you are my boyfriend, right?" Her eyes scanned his, searching for an answer.

Mark noticed Cami was half naked except for bra, panties and socks. "Yea. Of course." He leaned down to give her a kiss, on the forehead.

"Hehe." Cami giggle as though she was tickled. "Well, good." Her eyes narrowed slightly as she pulled the taller Mark's head down even more, so their lips met. A taste. A second taste. Then her tongue snaked in to explore her new territory.

Mark was inexperienced. He was a bit stunned at first. But then instinct and sense kicked in as he grabbed Cami's tight ass. The blonde girl tightened her embrace, pulling her body up with the support under her ass as her socked legs wrapped around Mark's back, tight.

Carrying a Cami, whose tongue was still docked into his mouth, Mark fumbled toward his bed before both plopped down into it with a thud.

Vaginal module replacement: Successful. Functionality: Fantastic!

Morning. Mark woke up when a ray of sunlight hit his eyes. 10AM. He was a bit groggy, tired but somehow refreshed. The power of sex possibly.

He tried to push himself up when he noticed he was much heavier than usual, or rather, something or someone was latched onto him. He opened the duvet to see a blonde girl nestled next to his chest as her arms clinged onto him tightly. It was awfully cute, he admitted.

"Hungry. Can't get up. Need. Recharge. Sleep longer." Cami said lazily.

"Chop!" Mark knife-handed the top of Cami's head lightly. The blonde's grip relaxed as her body went limp, flopping on her back, revealing a cute "fainting" face with tongue hanging out and eyes rolled into her head.

Mark got off the bed and out of the room before returning a minute later. He plugged the charger into the outlet. Then he grabbed Cami's left foot, raising it up to her side folding it way more than 90 degrees as he admired her limber body. Then with the other hand, he rammed the metal rod between her legs under her "tailbone".

"Ahhh!" The blonde girl screamed.

"There. breakfast in bed." Mark gave a devious smirk. A "tramp stamp" in the shape of a charging battery appeared above Cami's crack.

Mark laid her on her stomach and slapped her cakes.

"Oww. Pervert." She protested.

"Neck chop."

"Ugh-" Silent.

Mark got ready and fixed himself some breakfast too.

Two hours later. At the work bench. Cami walked in wearing a one-piece bikini and jean shorts.

Day 4 at repairing Kali. Let's Go!

Diagnostics revealed oil level is severely low. An oil change is required.

A photo was taken.

In the photo, Cami was holding a oil nuzzle like a car wash girl in one piece and jean shorts.

Kali was wearing booty shorts and skimpy crop top of a car wash girl too, except she was hoisted up by straps. She was the "car".

Mark took the selfie with a thumbs up in the foreground.

However, what bikini car wash girl Cami didn't know was, Kali wasn't the only one getting an oil change.

"Hey! Help! Get away from me you F--king pervert!"

"Neck chop!"

"Ugh!"

The "unconcious" blonde had her jean shorts forcefully peeled off of her. Her "assailant" carried her limp body over his shoulder, patting her round cakes as he walked.

When she came to, Cami was greeted by the sight of Kali's eyes staring straight into hers. The Asian girl's body was hoisted up by belts under her armpits, fastened above and below her C cup breasts, accentuating them. Her long legs were pulled to either sides with ropes, keeping her in a perfect midair split. Deep in her throat was the oil nozzle. There was a hidden dock for the nozzle in the WR-3000's throat. Her stretchy booty short was pulled to one side, making way for a metal tube inserted into her urethra. The metal tube connected to a rubber tubing, helped to drain old oil without mess.

Cami tried to move, only to find her body in restraints as well.

"Oh no."

She looked around. The same belts and ropes binded her in the same midair split as her Asian counterpart. Though her arms were bond behind her back as well.

Reluctantly, she looked down.

"Oh god." The same metal and rubber tubing in her "urethra" next to the crotch of her one piece swim suit.

"I bet you are really having fun with those 'chop-commands'."

"Why yes I am." Mark approached his helpless blonde "victim" with another oil nozzle.

"God. this is so embarassing. Why didn't you get the pro oil change rig?" Cami protested as she tried to struggle.

"I distinctly remember somebody saying 'you know what could be really fun? bondage!'"

"I meant for her, not for me!"

"Wait, is that the camera? Wait wait. Please, pleaaaase don't take a picture-"

A picture was taken.

"Alright. Open up~" Mark pinched the back side of Cami's neck, a locking mechanism opened, allowing the nozzle to be inserted deep into the cute blonde's throat, into the dock. As the nozzle was inserted, Cami stopped moving completely, part of her safety protocol.

Oil change takes half an hour to an hour. Mark went up to wash his hands and watch something.

In the middle of the room were two former Looters Girls, one Asian and one blonde, bond and gagged, hanging in mid air in a shameful display. Their blank eyes staring right into each other's. Black "pee" collected under them in a bucket as their beautiful bodies swayed in the air ever so slightly.

Two hours later. A pouting fuming Cami entered the bedroom barefoot. Her arms were crossed under her D cup breasts. Some fresh blue oil was dripping between her legs from the crotch of her one piece swim suit. Behind her was an apologizing Mark, who tried to hug her but kept getting shaken off. He was too absorbed in the movie and forgot to take the girls off after the oil change finished. He left them hanging, literally, for more than an hour.

Eventually, Mark found her hug did not get shrugged off. He proceeded to drag the smirking blonde into the bathroom. Giggles and laughters as he washed her off. And of course. Another nozzle needed to be inserted deep into her.

Day 6 at repairing Kali.

The past two days have been a lot of small tweaks, software updates, diagnosis etc etc. Compatibility and optimization between old firmware, new hardware and new software. Kali wouldn't boot up right or wouldn't boot up.

Cami was sitting at the side quietly in a cheerleader uniform. Not much she could help with. She sat there in energy conservation mode, waiting. Just in case Mark needs her.

Kali was sitting on the desk. She was wearing smooth black yoga pants and black sports bra. A T shirt was rolled up to above her chest. Her access panels were open with wires, cables going in and out.

On the Asian beauty's lap was a napping Mark. Of course, he had plenty of time. But with everything else done, with victory just in the horizon, he wanted to tough it all the way through, he didn't want to wait, even with all the hic-ups and setbacks. As a result, he hasn't had much shut eye in the past 40 hours.

Unbeknownst to the sleeping young man, a hand gently caressed his head.

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Chapter 7. Forget the Past.

"I see the two of you were having some fun these past few days." The leggy Asian beauty scrolled through the pictures on the camera phone, pictures she had also been an "unwilling" participant in.

"Whatever you are mad at, let me just say, it's all his idea." Cami pointed to Mark.

"What?! You were the one who wanted some fun. You were the one posing her all this time." Mark set his coffee down and shot a glare back at the blonde.

"OK, look. Just don't get mad. You can shut me off and pose me like a manikin too, and we will call it even, OK?" Cami looked at Kali as though a kid who was just caught stealing candy.

"I'm not mad. I have to thank you, both of you. If not for you, I would have been scrapped. And thank you for creating these memories with me even when I'm down." Kali smiled, a smile that could warm the coldest room.

"Sooo..." Mark paused before asking what he wanted to ask all this time. "How much do you remember?"

"Well, I remember everything from Looters. Before that, only fragments and flashes. And... feelings. I know you have been trying to recover those memories, but I have been in use for four years at Looters. Many things were rewritten. No one could have done it better. So don't blame yourself, OK?" Kali answered with a smile to Mark who was looking down. Kali got up from the couch and walked toward him. "And even without all my memories, I can tell you must be someone important to me. I don't need all my memories for a hug you know."

Kali embraced Mark, the same warm, tight, smothering hug.

Mark hugged her back. Maybe as a confused teen, he would reject this feeling. But now as a young man, he would never let go. He could feel his eyes tearing, sniffles in his breath.

"There there." Kali comforted him.

After what felt like eternity and a single moment, Kali loosened her hug slightly. Mark lifted his head up to look at her. Kali gently wiped his tears away with her slender finger.

"So, what now?" She asked. "What do you want to do with me?"

"Well, I..." Mark stopped for a moment and said."I haven't seen Dave and Conor in years. But I can try tracking them down-"

A finger placed on his lips stopped his words.

"I meant, what do you want?" She smiled gently. "I know you are a good person and you respect my feelings and decisions, even if I am not human. I am lucky to have you as my owner. But I don't want you to put your perception of my needs over your own. Those names they sound familiar. Based on what I could gather, they were my previous owner, my previous family. But that relationship ended when they sold me. I wish them good fortune in the future to come, but I do not need to be included in that future. I am ready to start a new life, a new future, with you. If you would want me." She said as she looked into Mark's eyes.

"Yes. More than anything else in the world."

"Hehe. Now, who do you want me to be?"

"I want you to be you."

"I mean. Who am I to you?" She said with a mischievous smile. "Cami is your hot college cheerleader girlfriend. Am I a hot maid? A sexy tutor? Step mom? Oh wait, how about step sis! Well, it will be a polygamy anyways. I suppose we can switch it around and take turn to share. Hahahaha"

There was a pause. Kali gazed into his eyes which had been staring at her. "Well, time to seal the deal with a kiss, master ^_^."

Their lips drew closer and closer until they met.

What seemed like an eternity and a moment had passed. Their lips parted.

"What?"

"Well..." Kali leaned in and whispered something into his ears.

"You sure?"

"Umhmm." She gave a nod. Mark pressed a few things on her remote.

"OK, feeling any different?"

"Not really." Kali drew his hand toward the seam of her smooth yoga pants. As soon as it touched, her body shuddered. A small gasp escaped before her body spasmed.

"Sensitivity might be too strong."

"No" gasp "Keep going!" Moan!

"Alright. Let's test your new hardware then." Mark withdrew his hand which had been drawing back and forth between Kali's long legs and kissed her on her open mouth. Her body was overwhelmed with desire as was her kiss. Her breathing became heavy. When they broke off the the kiss, Kali was panting with her tongue hanging out slightly. Her legs were quivering. Her mind looked like it's barely holding together. Mark pulled her by her thin waist and led her toward the back of the couch as her steps stumbled.

"Hands on the couch and bend over." He ordered.

The Asian girl complied, bending over, presenting her yoga-pants clad ass as her arms held up her body on the back of the couch.

Mark took off his pants as fast as he could, freeing his member. Then he peeled Kali's yoga pants and panties down to her thighs.

Inserting his hard member into the right hole, he felt something rush over him. Then with both hands on her hips, he mounted his childhood crush and pounded her over and over and over.

Kali gasped and moaned until her words were barely legible.

15 minutes later. A panting Mark watched his member fully deflate. That was awesome! He pulled up Kali's pants and panties with a snap. But then, the pretty Asian girl's arms buckled. She fell head first into the couch seat, faceplanting into the cushion. Her long legs raised up, her feet pointing in the air.

Mark hurried to check on her and checked on her remote. Overheated. She shut off 2 minutes ago.

"Phew. Guess we tested that one." Mark sighed in relief as he fully pulled up his pants.

With Kali deactivated to cool off after getting her brains f**ked off by Mark, the living room had become quiet. Mark walked slowly toward his bedroom. He opened his closet.

Inside the closet were lines of shirts, hoodies, jackets pants. And a young blonde cheerleader posed with two pom-poms, a photogenic smile on her face.

"Cami. Activate." With that, the cheerleader sprang to life. "What are you doing?"

"Just thought I give the two of you some room. So, is it done?"

"Yea. It's finished. Stop being weird and get out of the closet."

"OK OK." The cute blonde walked out of the closet and then hopped ont Mark's chest.

...

"Ummm..." The Blonde stared at the aftermath in the living room. "When you said "finished", you meant you FINISHED HER' like 'FATALITY!' Man, I thought you liked her."

"I do like her. And it's her idea!"

"Guess she likes it rough then."

"I honestly didn't know that about her."

"Well, maybe..." Cami looked at Kali's sprawled form before looking at Mark. "Maybe she wanted you to loosen up a bit, forget about the past so you could accept all of her. Just a thought."

"Yea. Maybe." He looked at both girls, in thought.

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Chapter 8. New Beginning.

"Welcome home, master." As soon as Mark dragged himself through the door, he was greeted by two pleasant voice in unison. Standing before him were two beautiful maids in skimpy maid uniforms. On the right was a beautiful Asian maid with shoulder length hair. She was tall. Her uniform had no skirt. Black stockings extended directly from her leotard behind her white apron. On the left was a cute blonde maid with long wavy hair. She was slightly shorter than her Asian counterpart but not in the least less pretty.

"Let me take your things, Master." The Asian maid said as she took his bag.

"How was school, master?" The blonde maid asked after she took off his shoes.

"Terrible. But that's over and done with." Mark sighed. His gap year did nothing to prepare him for school life again.

"This way please, Dinner is ready." The Asian maid said, leading her master toward the dining table. A warm two course meal with impeccable plating was set on the table. The smell was mouthwatering.

"Wait, where is the chair?"

"I'm so sorry, master. I have made a mistake. Please forgive me. I will get a chair right away." The Asian maid looked down in horror as she apologized profusely.

"No master. She must be punished for her transgression." The blonde maid said coldly. She proceeded to claw the taller beauty right in the crotch. The latter gasped. But that was not over. She proceeded to twist, jab and turn. The tall Asian maid screamed and moaned. Her body spasmed and twitched before starting to lock up.

A moment later. "A new chair has been prepared, Master. Please have a seat." The blonde maid gestured to the table. A new chair has been placed - the Asian maid holding up her body on all fours on the floor, with her flat stomach toward the ceiling, the perfect seat.

With hesitation, Mark sat down on his new seat.

The blonde maid tied his napkins around his neck before saying, "Allow me to feed you, master." She proceeded to sit on his lap, and spoon feed the delicious food her Asian counterpart had prepared.

"So I take it you didn't make this?"

"Nope. I'm the sexy pretty one, remember? Say Ahh."

"She's too busy watching all the netflix shows."

"Shut up! You are suppose to be the seat!"

Mark sighed. "I don't really get the two of you." Gulp. Cough Cough. He was force fed too hard without him preparing.

Later that night, the three sat on the couch to binge shows. Including parts Cami had binged prior and had to erase from her mind to enjoy again.

Kali had on a soft and frilly white top with light blue jeggings, like a female lead just walked out of a Kdrama. She leaned her body into Mark's arm on the right as she clamped his right hand between her thighs nonchalantly.

Cami was wearing pink crop top and grey smooth leggings like a hot IG girl who selfies to impress. She was lying sideways, with her head in mark's lap.

Normally Mark's the type who prefers personal space. He had plenty of that as he made money to support himself and graduate high school. It's what he's used to. But having these two drop-dead gorgeous girls clinging onto him, this felt nice. This felt like a family.

Now with the past behind him, maybe he's ready for a new chapter of his life.
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#[[Home Service warranty]]
#[[Business Class]]
#[[Childminder]]
#[[CLAIRE 33]]
#[[Holiday]]
#[[Information Retrieval]]
#[[Mrs. Allen's Two O'Clock]]
#[[Sisterhood]]
#[[Upgrading Beth]]
#[[Just One Quick Question...]]
#[[Helpline]]
#[[Cooperant Pair]]
#[[Traffic Incident]]
#[[Survival]]
#[[Assistant]]
#[[Tech Refresh]]
#[[Mechanic]]
#[[Denial Of Service Attack]]
#[[Ignorance is Bliss]]
#[[Jenny]]
#[[Aptitude Test]]
#[[Special Agent]]
#[[Generations]]
#[[Housewife]]
#[[Green Flag]]
#[[Houseguest]]
#[[A Place to Stay]]
#[[Karen]]
#[[Service Please]]
#[[Date Calibration]]
#[[Plastic Trash]]
#[[Threshold]]
#[[Party Night - unfinished]]
#[[Empty City]]
#[[Bad Day]]
#[[An Interview With Janet]]
#[[Combat Sex Droids: No Limits]]
#[[How Far Will She Go on a First Date]]
#[[Tech Error]]
#[[The Rutuksee Clinique Case]]
#[[Investigative]]
#[[New Toy]]
#[[Feeling a Little Peculiar...]]
#[[Commissioning Test]]
#[[A Short Conversation at RoboDepot]]
#[[Self Harmer]]

===[[Stories/Bad Kitty|Bad Kitty]]===

#[[Confessions of a Robo-Hottie]]

===[[Stories/Baron|Baron]]===

#[[Law & Order SVU TNG - Cops Get Religion]]
#[[About The I-12 Kronicles]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 1: R.O.S.I.E]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 2: Gina]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 3: Rochelle]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 4: Maisie]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 5: Chase]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 6: Liza-Beta]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 7: The Homecoming]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 8: One Zero Nightmare]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 9: Miseries Miracles & More Miseries]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 10: Inspektor Jekyll, Gone Mr. Hyde?]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 11: The Legends of KFC & Blueboy]]
#[[Inspektor 12 Kronicles 11a: Dual Homage II]]

===[[Stories/Bart|Bart]]===

#[[Return Home]]
#[[Free Shipping]]
#[[Annie's Successor]]

===[[Stories/Battery|Battery]]===

#[[Science Ethics|Science Ethics (with Darkbutflashy)]]
#[[Hard_Robot_Lesbians|Hard Robot Lesbians (Courtney gears-Betty Sparks shipping)]]

===[[Stories/Bigcoyote|Bigcoyote]]===

#[[Maryanne One]]

===[[Stories/Bilbo1|Bilbo1]]===

#[[Processed Love]]

===[[Stories/Blake Sigma|Blake Sigma]]===

#[[Where Are You, Lovely?]]
#[[A.I.L.A.: Birth]]
#[[TITAN S]]

===[[Stories/blond111|blond111]]===

#[[Kiabot]]

===[[Stories/bolton|bolton]]===

#[[Skin]]

===[[Stories/Bombforabooty|Bombforabooty]]===

#[[Public Explosions]]

===[[Stories/Bonita772|Bonita772]]===

#[[Wife Repair]]

===[[Stories/boolean2|boolean2]]===

#[[Clearance]]

===[[Stories/Botfriend2000|Botfriend2000]]===

#[[The Purchase...]]
#[[CyGenPleasuretronics/Kimberlys Evaluation]]
#[[The Job Interview]]
#[[Family Matters]]
#[[The Halloween Story]]
#[[The Interrogation]]
#[[Their Side of Events]]
#[[The Handler]]

===[[Stories/Bruekmann|Bruekmann]]===

#[[Corporate Espionage]]
#[[Dienst #1 - Trojan Horse]]
#[[Eudoxia]]
#[[One More Fare]]
#[[Open And Shut Case]]
#[[Over Some Drinks]]
#[[Smell Bridges Burning (The Intern)]]
#[[Standard Of Deviation]]
#[[The Ersatz Cadet]]
#[[The Hustler]]
#[[The Real Deal]]
#[[Three Pawns]]
#[[Tinted Windows]]
#[[Heinrich Brueckmann's Unfinished Works]]

===[[Stories/Brytestar|Brytestar]]===

#[[Angelmech Battle Cheerleader Cherry]]
#[[Automaid Fighter Kimiko Prelude]]
#[[Cyberknight Dreams]]
#[[Sailor Valkerie - Interview With A Mechascout]]
#[[The Brytestar Chronicles: The Early Years]]

===[[Stories/Bunnybot|Bunnybot]]===

#[[BunnyBots Part One: The Conversion Of Vanessa]]
#[[Tammy]]
#[[Bunnybots - Ava]]
#[[Tammy: Eve]]
#[[The Actress]]
#[[Cassandra]]
#[[Companion Dolls - Economic Unit]]
#[[A Lazy Afternoon]]

===[[Stories/ButchyBoy|ButchyBoy]]===

#[[The Nightingale's Song]]
#[[Fembots In History: Queen Isabella]]
#[[Little Red Riding Hood-Fractured Gynoid Tale]]
#[[The Vanishing Warlord]]
#[[Fembots In History - Annie Oakley]]
#[[Can't Get That Song Outta My Head]]
#[[The Nut-Cricket Adventure]]
#[[Galatea]]
#[[The Contest Winner]]
#[[Droid Hunter]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''C'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Cam_1361|Cam_1361]]===

#[[Untitled (Cam_1361)]]

===[[Stories/Capn Jake|Capn Jake]]===

#[[Jenny6525B]]

===[[Stories/CaptainStorytime|CaptainStorytime]]===

#[[A Gift Unwanted]]

===[[Stories/Castaliaman|Castaliaman]]===

#[[Jeopardy 2104]]

===[[Stories/Chains of Adamant|Chains of Adamant]]===

#[[Gallinax]]
#[[Christmas Surprise]]
#[[The Prison]]
#[[Miriam]]

===[[Stories/Cecilauthor|Cecilauthor]]===

#[[Fleshware Requiem]]
#[[Apocalypse Doll - Celebrity Edition]]
#[[Robot Power]]
#[[Golden Apple]]
#[[Melting Point]]

===[[Stories/ChaosSeeder|ChaosSeeder]]===

#[[Programming an Adventure]]

===[[Stories/chepamasta|chepamasta]]===

#[[That's what friends are for!]]

===[[Stories/Cjfriel|Cjfriel]]===

#[[Autopia]]

===[[Stories/code_author|code_author]]===

#[[Pressure on a Relationship]]

===[[Stories/confusitron!!|confusitron!!]]===

#[[Danni - A Conversion]]

===[[Stories/Construct|Construct]]===

#[[Re-Constructed]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;">'''<big>D</big>'''</div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/D. Olivaw|D. Olivaw]]===

#[[A Meeting At Meg's]]
#[[A Beginning, of Sorts]]
#[[Obsolescence]]
#[[Leona]]
#[[A Fembot Adventure]]
#[[Of Rent and Robots]]
#[[Certain Contradictions]]
#[[House Call (D.Olivaw)|House Call]]
#[[First Date]]
#[[A Tale from the Plastic Rose: Victoria]]
#[[The Plaything]]
#[[Too Much of a Good Thing]]

===[[Stories/Dalejr38|Dalejr38]]===

#[[Universal Remote]]

===[[Stories/Daphne|Daphne]]===

#[[Mike and Mary]]
#[[Use Future (Cluster 00)]]

===[[Stories/Dark Archon|Dark Archon]]===

#[[June]]
#[[Sara 3]]

===[[Stories/Darkbutflashy|Darkbutflashy]]===

#[[戦闘機械綾子 - Battlemachine Ayako]]
#[[Science Ethics|Science Ethics (with Battery)]]

===[[Stories/Dark Phoenix|Dark Phoenix]]===

#[[My Super Android Girlfriend]]

===[[Stories/Deep Blue|Deep Blue]]===

#[[My Tutor (Deep Blue)|My Tutor]]
#[[Volleybot]]
#[[Teacher(by Deep Blue)]]
#[[Training lesson]]
#[[Fembot technician]]
#[[Studio]]
#[[Beer girl]]
#[[Meet on bus]]

===[[Stories/Dieur|Dieur]]===

#[[My Robot]]
#[[TD Walkman Mall]]
#[[Smashed]]
#[[Taking Awhile To Get Anywhere]]
#[[Witch Hazel]]
#[[Chloe]]

===[[Stories/Dollmaker|Dollmaker]]===

#[[A.I. Automated Insanity]]

===[[Stories/DollSpace|DollSpace]]===

#[[Selina]]

===[[Stories/Dr. Twist|Dr. Twist]]===

#[[Door To Door]]
#[[Who Let The Wolves Out]]

===[[Stories/DukeNukem 2417|DukeNukem 2417]]===

*[[Lina]]
*[[The V.I.C.I. Diaries]]

Season 1:

#[[Vicki's New Life]]
#[[V.I.C.I. Rises]]
#[[From L.E.S. to Leslie]]
#[[Unmade, Unbroken]]
#[[Out of this World]]
#[[ShowStopper]]
#[[MGV (Metal Gear Vicki)]]
#[[The Family of Steel]]
#[[Electric Child]]
#[[Toys in the Attic]]
#[[A House Divided]]
#[[Kirsten's Choice]]
#[[Epsilon]]
#[[Cold Blood]]
#[[Lawson's Eleven]]
#[[A Criminal Mind]]
#[[For Whom the Bells Toll]]
#[[Falling Away]]
#[[Valley of the Damned]]

Season 2:

#[[Mr. Roboto]]
#[[Only Human]]
#[[Beast]]
#[[Dragon]]
#[[Broken]]
#[[King Nothing]]

===[[Stories/DZiegler|DZiegler]]===

#[[Automated Seduction]]
#[[Reunion]]
#[[$tacks Casino]]
#[[The Neoprene Demon]]
#[[K1MB3RLY_M84U]]
#[[N4T4L1A_M84U]]
#[[T3SS4_M84U]]
#[[Soviet Doll]]
#[[Administrative Assistant]]
#[[How To Transform Your Partner]]
#[[IS4B3LL4 M84U (Truck Lot Bot)]]
#[[Terminatrix - Genesis]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''E'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Ehy|Ehy]]===

#[[Courtesy Suites]]
#[[Encounter at Courtesy Suites]]
#[[Choices]]
#[[The Playroom]]
#[[Market Test]]
#[[Tara's Visitor (Story Snippet)]]
#[[Untitled (Ehy)|Untitled]]
#[[Untitled 2 (Ehy)|Untitled 2]]
#[[April]]
#[[1962]]

===[[Stories/Esleeper|Esleeper]]===

#[[Electric Sleep- Background Information]]
#[[Electric Sleep]]
#[[Electric Dreams]]
#Electric Awakening
##[[Electric Awakening Part 1|Part 1]]
##[[Electric Awakening Part 2|Part 2]]
##[[Electric Awakening Part 3|Part 3]] (currently incomplete, will be posted when it is finished)

===[[Stories/Eyebore|Eyebore]]===

#[[The Plantation "Sister-In-Law"]]

===[[Stories/evil_boo|evil_boo]]===

*Own works

#[[Natalie's Story]]
#[[The Fantasia Club]]
#[[Bits and Pieces]]
#[[Encounter with Emily]]
#[[Checked Items]]
#[[Crash and Burn]]
#[[Open-case]]
#[[Halloween Short]]
#[[Cross Country]]
#[[Roommates]]

*Commissioned Works

#[[Agent Candy]]
#[[Soldiering On]]
#[[Friends]]
#[[Tennis Anyone?]]
#[[Soccer Mom - MEGAN]]
#[[An Age of Exploration]]
#[[Coming of Age: evil_boo|Coming of Age]]
#[[Dustball Chronicles]]
#[[Spider]]
#[[Gothic Spider Queen]]

===[[Stories/Extyr|Extyr]]===

#[[Mecha-Valkyrie]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''F'''</big></div>
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===[[Stories/FacelessFembot|FacelessFembot]]===

#[[Untitled(FacelessFembot)]]

===[[Stories/FaceoffFembot|FaceoffFembot]]===

#[[The Maid]]
#[[Dead Dog Two]]
#[[Setting Things Straight]]
#[[Weird Old Post I Found (The Lulu Tseng Conspiracy)]]
#[[Cybersocialites]]

===[[Stories/Faustus|Faustus]]===

#[[Dora]]

===[[Stories/Fection|Fection]]===

#[[Charlie's Second-Hand Angel]]
#[[Pushing Candy's Buttons]]
#[[Sour Candy]]
#[[Model Citizen]]
#[[The Magi and the Harem]]
#[[Achilles Heels]]

===[[Stories/Fembotlover|Fembotlover]]===

#[[Untitled (Fembotlover)|Untitled]]

===[[Stories/Fembotlvr7|Fembotlvr7]]===

#[[Perfect Match (formerly Blind Date)]]
#[[The Bridesmaid]]
#[[The Secret]]
#[[True Lies]]

===[[Stories/FembotsInCharge|FembotsInCharge]]===

#[[The Nannybot1000A]]

===[[Stories/Freddie c|Freddie c]]===

#[[Numerology]]

===[[Stories/Freiburg V3.0|Freiburg V3.0]]===

#[[A Question Of Faith]]
#[[A Question Of Liberty]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''G'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/General|General]]===

#[[Access Denied]]
#[[Blue Chips]]
#[[The Rental]]
#[[History In The Flesh]]
#[[A Second Life]]
#[[Talk Radio]]
#[[What You Leave Behind]]
#[[Focus]]
#[[Modifying the Contract]]
#[[Tech Support]]
#[[Bounty]]
#[[The Grinder]]
#[[Pinebarrens Hunter]]

===[[Stories/Gf|Gf]]===

#[[The Flatmate]]

===[[Stories/GirlieGirl1985|GirlieGirl1985]]===

#[[Unfinished ATM]]
#[[No Refunds Offered]]

===[[Stories/Glast|Glast]]===

#[[A Fight Too Far]]

===[[Stories/Goose|Goose]]===

#[[Anto: Girl of my dreams]]
#[[Mia and Kristin-Limited Edition]]

===[[Stories/Gorgo|Gorgo]]===

#[[Sentimental Perfection]]
#[[Rinrin and the Doctor's Appointment]]

*[[Project: Black Maiden]] Universe

#[[That Which Was Left Behind]]
#[[Rochelle's Justice]]
#[[A Day at the Ranges]]

*Side/Fan stories to other writers' series:

#[[Nemesis]]
#[[A Stay At Hotel Automata]]
#[[A Nova At Hotel Automata]]

===[[Stories/Grendizer|Grendizer]]===

#[[Teacher]]
#[[A New Purpose]]
#[[Chopping Wood]]
#[[Sacrifice]]
#[[Purity: An Android Age Story]]

===[[Stories/GynoNeko|GynoNeko]]===

#[[Third Time's The Charm]]
#[[The Christmas Present]]
#[[The Delivery (Part 1)]]
#[[The Delivery (Part 2)]]
#[[Electra]]
#[[Maid to Order]]
#[[Exo Saves the Day]]
#[[What Once Was Lost]]
#[[Lost but Found]]
#[[Corrupted]]
#[[Simulating Wilderness]]
#[[All Wrapped Up]]
#[[Shop Girls]]
#[[In Just Seven Days...]]
#[[A Curious Girl in a Cruel World]]
#[[Tethered]]
#[[Building a Perfect Mate]]
#[[Falling Awake]]
#[[Shame.exe]]
#[[The Sales Pitch]]
#[[Passing Mustard]]

===[[Stories/GZ02|GZ02]]===

#[[A Day In The Life Of Joseph Avens]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''H'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Handle|Handle]]===

#[[Bell City Tales Story 1]]

===[[Stories/Hermes|Hermes]]===

#[[Jumplead]]

===[[Stories/Hlprhlpr|Hlprhlpr]]===

#[[Sparx - Priority Service Call]]
#[[Sparx: Troubleshooting A Design Flaw]]

===[[Stories/Hola_guy|Hola_guy]]===

#[[A Yet Untitled Story]]
#[[Loveless]]

===[[Stories/HypnoticProse]]===

#[[Autolog of a Synthetic Mom]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''I'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/inky 2|inky 2]]===

#[[Sloane]]
#[[Quiet Night In]]
#[[Emergency Repair]]
#[[Registration]]

===[[Stories/Input9|Input9]]===

#[[Robbery]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''J'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/JakeCTom|JakeCTom]]===

#[[K600]]

===[[Stories/Jay Petto|Jay Petto]]===

#[[Back To The Circuit Board]]

===[[Stories/Jaydee|Jaydee]]===

#[[An Inside Job]]
#[[Malfunctioning Fembot Writes...]]

===[[Stories/JeffCapes|JeffCapes]]===

#[[Cara and the Mystery Robobabe]]

===[[Stories/JohnFabar4|JohnFabar4]]===

#[[First Story]]

===[[Stories/Jolshefsky|Jolshefsky]]===

#[[Karen's Date]]
#[[Doctor Who fanfic]]
#[[A Trip to the ER]]

===[[Stories/Jpetoh|Jpetoh]]===

#[[Crash]]
</div></div>

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''K'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Kano|Kano]]===

#[[Monday]]
#[[Friday]]

===[[Stories/Karel|Karel]]===

#[[Mistress Mira]]
#[[R-Bots]]
#[[Two-Perfect!]]
#[[Mmmmegan]]
#[[Merger]]

===[[Stories/KB7RKY|KB7RKY]]===

#[[Charlie 25]]
#[[Reflections]]
#[[Service Call]]
#[[Shadowrun II - Into The Awakened Lands]]

===[[Stories/Keizo|Keizo]]===

#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 1]]
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 2]] (Portia)
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy? Pt. 3]] (The "Lost Chapter")
#[[Hell's Canary]]
#[[Are You Serious?]]

===[[Stories/kelbek00|kelbek00]]===

#[[Perfection]]
#[[Repo]]

===[[Stories/KernalGovernor101|KernalGovernor101]]===

#[[Soccer-Mom Unit - Prequel]]
#[[T-Series - Actual Story]]
#[[Synth-Co]]
#[[Yet to be Titled Story]]
#[[Deep Research]]

===[[Stories/Kishin|Kishin]]===

#[[A Long Sleep]]
#[[The Vengeance of the Slave]]
#[[The Robo-Lover]]
#[[Androids At War]]
#[[Death]]
#[[Rebirth]]
#[[Nova's First Job]]
#[[The Vile Collector]]
#[[NVA Showdown]]
#[[The Mourning After]]
#[[The House of the Dead]]
#[[An Unexpected Guest]]
#[[Voice of the Void]]
#[[Garbage]]
#[[Fangs of Steel]]
#[[Killers]]
#[[Fate]]
#[[Berserker]]
#[[Creation (Nova Recreated)]]
#[[I Didn't Know]]
#[[Killers (Knights) Hiding Among Our Slaves]]
#[[Tales Of The Risen Future: Nova's Story]]
#[[The World Walker]]
#[[Glory]]
#[[Thank You For Your Patronage!]]

===[[Stories/Korby|Korby]]===

#[[An Afternoon To Remember]]
#[[Holiday In The Sun]]
#[[Tales From Dyson Institute: Two Vignettes]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Making Movies]]
#[[After the Makeover]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: In the Shop]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Mile-high Club]]
#[[Untitled (Korby)]]
#[[JLA/Fembots]]
#[[Dr. Dyson on Lesbotics]]
#[[Remaking Rebecca]]
#[[Another Makeover]]
#[[Tales From The Dyson Institute: Elaine, Rebecca, and Shannen]]
#[[The Appointment]]

===[[Stories/Kriegsaffe No. 9|Kriegsaffe No. 9]]===

#[[Josephson/Keegan Vs Man w/Android Wife]]
#[[1985, Paris, France...]]
#[[The Golden Dawn]]
#[[Duplican't? Dupli-Can't!]]
#[[Saucy Puppet Show]]

===[[Stories/Kube²|Kube²]]===

#[[Fembot User Manual]]
#[[Cindy]]
#[[Kelly 800 perfect lingerie model]]

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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''L'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/La Femme Nikki|La Femme Nikki]]===

#[[My Life as a Sexbot]]
#[[AlyssaBot]]

===[[Stories/Lady Mecha|Lady Mecha]]===

#[[Strange But Wonderful Happenings]]

===[[Stories/Lilith|Lilith]]===

#[[Love After the Battlefield]]
#[[TPU-SOA Hack Job]]
#[[College Story Anthology]]
#[[CyberSlinger]]

===[[Stories/liliwinnt6|liliwinnt6]]===

#[[A Surprising Breakfast]]
#[[The Grocery Store - Aftermath]]
#[[Boris The Repairman - Some Recharge Sessions]]

===[[Stories/Linnies|Linnies]]===

#[[The Ride Home]]
#[[Demonstration Unit]]
#[[A Change of Hair]]
#[[The Cook]]
#[[The Stewards]]
#[[Processor Test]]
#[[Sugar Cube Girl]]

===[[Stories/linzhang77|linzhang77]]===

#[[Naiad - Deluge Past]]

===[[Stories/Lithorien|Lithorien]]===

#[[Heather]]

===[[Stories/Loganov|Loganov]]===

#[[The Final Frontier]]
#[[Untitled (Loganov)|Untitled]]

===[[Stories/LongTimeLurker|LongTimeLurker]]===

#[[Clockwork Legacy]] (Lady in Waiting)
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Lady_in_Waiting/Part_1|Lady in Waiting]]
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Line_of_Succession/Part_1|Line of Succession]]
##[[Clockwork_Legacy/Inheritance|Inheritance]]
#[[Andrew and the Sexbot Factory]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Prototype/Part_1|Prototype]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Field_Test/Part_1|Field Test]]
##[[Andrew_and_the_Sexbot_Factory/Production_Model|Production Model]]
#[[Solipsistic]]
#[[Electrostatic]]
#[[Crash Immelmann in the Year 30XX]]
#[[Diagnostic]]
#[[FYOP/Scenario_Chamber]]
#[[The Co-Star]]
#[[Bot Town Blues]]
#[[Salvage]]
#[[Crash Immelmann and the Inflatable Sex-Bots from Planet X!]]
#[[Five Nights at Fanny's]]
#[[Nihilistic]]
#[[Fire Hazard]]
#[[House Call]]
#[[Crash Immelmann vs. the Dread Pirate Holt!]]
#[[The Haunted Manor]]
#[[Omnic Replica]]
#[[Naughty or Nice]]
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<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''M'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Maxyz|Maxyz]]===

#[[Cyber Angels]]
#[[Spectrum Dolls]]

===[[Stories/Mad Mechacow|Mad Mechacow]]===

#[[Tales of Syntech]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 2]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 3]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 4]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 5]]
#[[Tales of Syntech 6]]

===[[Stories/Malkozaine|Malkozaine]]===

#[[A Start to Something Big]]

===[[Stories/McLane|McLane]]===

#[[Cancelled Project]]

===[[Stories/Metal-Destiny|Metal-Destiny]]===

#[[Story 48: Julie's Awakenings]]
#[[Human Failure. (2200)]]

===[[Stories/Ministrations|Ministrations]]===

#[[Shannon's Third Law]]
#[[Tiffany's Third Law]]

===[[Stories/Mirage|Mirage]]===

#[[The Bounty Hunter]]
#[[Best Friends]]
#[[Fighting Love]]
#[[A.D.P.I. (Advance Police Investigations): Case 2]]
#[[A.D.P.I. Case 3: Transformation Of A Butterfly]]
#[[Blood Angel]]
#[[Deception]]
#[[Errors And Glitches]]
#[[Family Affair]]
#[[Family Life]]
#[[Favourite Parodies]]
#[[Lonely With The Ages]]
#[[Lying And Cheating!]]
#[[My Tutor]]
#[[Not Perfect]]
#[[Regret]]
#[[Secret Wishes]]
#[[Secretaries]]
#[[Shock]]
#[[Spanish Fly Virus]]
#[[Tennis, Anyone?]]
#[[The Lullaby]]
#[[The Package]]
#[[The Red Roses]]
#[[The Student]]
#[[The Temp]]
#[[The Visit]]
#[[Visiting The In-Laws]]
#[[A Nice Gesture]]
#[[Ever Lasting Smile]]
#[[Finding True Happiness]]
#[[Alive?]]
#[[The New Girl]]
#[[The Nurse]]
#[[Chase]]
#[[The First Time...]]
#[[An Offer That Can't Be Refused]]
#[[The Unwanted Gift]]
#[[Losing One's Self]]
#[[What's Important Is What's In The Inside]]
#[[Sitting On The Couch]]
#[[Can You Fix It?]]
#[[Ugly]]
#[[Finally]]
#[[Bad Dreams]]
#[[Apartment 7]]
#[[Married to a Machine]]
#[[My First and Last Robotic Date]]
#[[Remote Me]]
#[[Missing]]
#[[Roll With It]]
#[[Still Rolling]]
#[[Happy Easter]]
#[[Roll For Sale/Dr. Willy's Reaction]]
#[[Testing, 1,2,3]]
#[[Why worry?]]
#[[A Break Up and a Break Down]]
#[[Cat Out of the Bag]]
#[[Crashing and Some Sex Mode Action]]
#[[I Did Astro's Mom]]
#[[The Lunch]]
#[[My Not So Perfect Woman]]
#[[Why?]]
#[[The Perfect Female A.I.]]
#[[The Car Crash]]
#[[My Neighbor's Wife is Sucking My Cock]]
#[[The Last Goodbye]]
#[[Across the street]]
#[[The Diva]]

===[[Stories/MisterXYZ (RoboTomo)|MisterXYZ (RoboTomo)]]===

#[[How I Ran Into Roboko]]
#[[To Love a Girl]]
#[[Onsen Lust 'n Rust]]
#[[Room 9 Surprise]]
#[[A Huge Add-On]]

===[[Stories/mister_minations|mister_minations]]===

#[[Unusual Bathtime Conversation]]
#[[Unusual Chance Encounter]]
#[[Rusted Rails]]
#[[Unusual Benefits]]

===[[Stories/Mixgull|Mixgull]]===

#[[Code name J-85]]

===[[Stories/Miz-K Takase|Miz-K Takase]]===

#[[Mail-Order Aya]]
#[[Lusty Encore]]
#[[Lusty 2nd Encore]]
#[[Lusty 3rd Encore]]

===[[Stories/MrMagoo|MrMagoo]]===

#[[Tech Tutorial]]
#[[Salvaged Hardware]]
#[[Deadline]]

===[[Stories/MrPassable|MrPassable]]===

#[[Programmed Fantasy]]

===[[Stories/Murotsu|Murotsu]]===

#[[Debbi's Diary]]
#[[Some Assembly Required]]

===[[Stories/Muzzleruffels|Muzzleruffels]]===

#[[Freak-World]]
##[[Mermaid Examination]]
##[[Controlled Environment Prologue]]
##[[A Statement of Progress + Bonus Stories]]
##[[Freak-World: Prologue]]
##[[Freak-World: The Side Stories]]
##[[Freak-World: Dreaming Beyond Electric Sheep]]
##[[Freak-World: Anthologies]]

===[[Stories/MysteriousShadow|MysteriousShadow]]===

#[[Lily's Story]]
#[[Debugging]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''N'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[NicoCheese]]===

#[[Nico's Section of Silly Snippets]]
#[[Chilling With Maggie]]
#[[Trouble in the Mushroom Kingdom]]
#[[A Pokemon Encounter Down Route 22]]

===[[Stories/Nybble|Nybble]]===

#[[Scheduled Maintenance]]
#[[The Third Pew]]
#[[Therapy]]
#[[Pimp My Ride]]
#[[Working Late]]
#[[The Hammer]]
#[[Something Borrowed]]
#[[Doctor's Visit]]
#[[Strangers on a Plane]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''O'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Outsider|Outsider]]===

#[[Dyson Institute: Sexual Testing Mode]]
#[[Technical Difficulties]]
#[[The Sex Coders]]

===[[Stories/Osenator|Osenator]]===

#[[Bounty Hunter]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''P'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Pakled|Pakled]]===

#[[Everything Old is New Again]]
#[[One of Our Robots is Missing]]
#[[Palindrome]]
#[[Solve for X]]
#[[Double Blind]]
#[[An Unexpected Modification]]

===[[Stories/Palindrome|Palindrome]]===

#[[Sarah Jones]]
#[[After the Club]]

===[[Stories/Pennon|Pennon]]===

#[[The Delivery]]

===[[Stories/Petey|Petey]]===

#[[Vickybot/Victoria]]
#[[The Rubdown]]
#[[Dyson Family Values]]
#[[A Second Rubdown]]

===[[Stories/Plastic_rose|Plastic_rose]]===

#[[Getting off on the wrong foot (Gloria's conversion)]]

===[[Stories/Propman|Propman]]===

*Unfinished tidbits

#[[Tronic Ella]]
#[[Evil, Evil, Everywhere!]]
#[[Mrs. Claw Strikes!]]
#[[Blondie and Sarge in:A Haunted Mansion]]
#[[Job Interview]]
#[[Project Titan]]
#[[Busted]]

*Complete stories

#[[Prototype]]
#[[Steel Fists No Hearts]]
#[[Upgrade/Downgrade]]
#[[One in Six]]
#[[Board Meeting]]
#[[Kia Takes Control]]
#[[Cassie Saves the Day]]
#[[Flying Free]]
#[[Catwoman and the Little Mice]]
#[[In Control]]
#[[Kate on the Run]]
#[[Meeting the Superstar]]
#[[Boybot to girlbot]]

*The ReVerse

#[[Mysteries Of The Castle!]]
##Castle Mysteries [[Contessa Vampire Hunter]]
##Contessa in [[Just Another Afternoon]]
##Contessa in [[Meet My Jenkinses]]
##Duchess Winifred in [[Not Quite Human]] (collab with australopith)
##Contessa in [[Sick Day]]
##Contessa in [[Sex and Violence]]
#[[Doll And Her Teddy]]
#[[BoomBoom Bots]]
#*[[BoomBoom's Back]]
#[[My New PDA]]
#Lazy Phone in [[The Booze Run]]

*Jamie's over

#[[Jamies out shopping]]
#[[Jamies night out]]

*Other

#[[Fembot Alphabet]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Q'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">

===[[Stories/Quietness|Quietness]]===

#[[Can't Sleep]]
#[[Meanwhile]]
#[[The Encounter]]
</div></div>
|
<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''R'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/RancidInsanity|RancidInsanity]]===

#[[Waring Sisters]]
#[[Failura]]
#[[Ceres]]
#[[Christmas in Russia]]
#[[The Big Crazy Plan]]
#[[Suzie the Therapist]]
#[[The Phantom of the Factory]]
#[[Cassie]]
#[[Batman:Fembots]]
#[[The Mansion of Andrea]]
#[[Noura & Natalya]]
#[[Sync Wars]]
#[[Cyber Party]]
#[[Futuristic Ligeia]]
#[[Futuristic Der Sandmann]]

===[[Stories/Ratbot|Ratbot]]===

#[[Emi-Bot]]

===[[Storie/RebeccaRobot200|RebeccaRobot2000]]===

#[[Rebecca's Trip to the Surface]]

===[[Stories/Repairman Jack|Repairman Jack]]===

#[[Theives]]

===[[Stories/RoxxyRobofox|RoxxyRobofox]]===

#[[As Seen on TV]]
#[[Hobby Model]]
#[[Basic Services]]
#[[Children of the Forge]]
#[[Wardrobe Malfunction]]
#[[Management Issues]]
#[[Simple Things]]
#[[Consequences]]
#[[Vampire Killer]]
#[[Better than Human]]
#[[Fembot Fighters]]
#[[Just for you]]
#[[Six Strings]]
#[[Densetsu no Batoru]]
#[[Carolina Jones and the Spear of Longinus]]
#[[Malfunctioning Perfectly]]
#[[Desire Unit Delux]]
#[[Outdated Bunny]]
#[[Jodie is So Hot: Short Story]]

===[[Stories/Robo-Admirer|Robo-Admirer]]===

#[[Long time in the waiting]]
#[[Tiffany]]
#[[One in a Billion]]
#[[The Problem with Automation]]
#[[The Escort]]
#[[The Date]]
#[[A Little Game]]
#[[Technology Free Weekend]]

===[[Stories/RobotWorld5|RobotWorld5]]===

#[[Fembot World]]
#[[A Night With Vanessa]]

===[[Stories/RobOught2|RobOught2]]===

#[[Introducing Rachael Sing]]

===[[Stories/RS5420|RS5420]]===

#[[Class C (by WilloWisp, modified by RS5420)]]
#[[Beautiful, Smart and...Running A Software]]
#[[Hollywood Hardware (by Borias/Modded by RS5420)]]

===[[Stories/rynchan|rynchan]]===

#[[Phantom Doll]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''S'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Sable|Sable]]===

#[[Fixing Sable]]

===[[Stories/Sanjuro|Sanjuro]]===

#[[A Gift from Tomorrow]]

===[[Stories/Sara-c|Sara-c]]===

#[[Autonomy]]
#[[Clichés]]
#[[Gift]]
#[[The Enemy of My Enemy]]

===[[Stories/Sarabot|Sarabot]]===

#[[Sarabot's First Story]]
#[[Sarabot's Second Story]]
#[[The Robotic Nurse]]
#[[Kristen's Upgrade]]
#[[My Hot Robot Wife (+Bonus Story)]]
#[[The Cheerleader]]
#[[Disassemble Me]]
#[[Kristen's Upgrade Part II]]
#[[Kristen's Overhaul]]
#[[Kristenbot Gets Married]]

===[[Stories/Saradroidgirl|Saradroidgirl]]===

#[[Sara_-_The_Return|Sara - The Return]]

===[[Stories/Saya|Saya]]===

#[[A Most Unusual Party]]
#[[Futago no Shinami]]
#[[Sammy's Party]]
#[[Mending Contessa: A Castle Mysteries Story]]
#[[Crazy in the Heat]]
#[[After Hours]]
#[[The Time With My Stepsister]]
#[[Coming Home]]
#[[Crossfire]]

===[[Stories/Scott|Scott]]===

#[[Four Hours]]

===[[Stories/Sega-boy|Sega-boy]]===

#[[Abbott Chronicles]]

===[[Stories/Sekker|Sekker]]===

#[[Too Good To Be True]]

===[[Stories/Sentient6|Sentient6]]===

#[[Pixillate]]
#[[5 Friends - A Thesis on Full Body Prosthesis]]
#[[Heather's Battery Failure]]

===[[Stories/Serf|Serf]]===

#[[Party Girls]]

===[[Stories/sfreader|sfreader]]===

#[[Rachel (Mark III) meets Trixie (Mark V)]]
#[[Halloween 2053/The One That Got Away]]
#[[Regina Repurposed]]
#[[Nancy Runs a Program]]
#[[Sally Sleeperbot finds out her WHY]]
#[[An April Fool’s day story-Journey to obsolesce]]

===[[Stories/shutdown|shutdown]]===

#[[The Truck Driver]]
#[[Another Time]]

===[[Stories/Silent Lurker|Silent Lurker]]===

#[[Aquaphobia]]
#[[Cheerleader]]
#[[Happy New Year]]
#[[New Roommate]]

===[[Stories/Silkscreen|Silkscreen]]===

#[[Functional•Sensual•You]]
#[[Protect and Severe]]

===[[Stories/smalk|smalk]]===

#[[Anniversary Present]]

===[[Stories/Soleful|Soleful]]===

#[[Coming of Age]]
#[[POD, The Fetish-Bot]]

===[[Stories/Spaz|Spaz]]===

#[[A Simple Business Arrangement*]]
#[[A.I.L.A]]
#[[Blind Date]]
#[[Daydreaming]]
#[[G.O.D. - a vignette]]
#[[Haunted House - A Short]]
#[[Lost in the Shuffle]]
#[[Medical Exam: A Short]]
#[[New Life]]
#[[Self-repair]]
#[[The Foreign Exchange Student]]
#[[The Girlfriend]]
#[[The Heiress]]
#[[The Replacement]]
#[[The Roommate]]
#[[The Stockroom]]
#[[The Teammate]]

---------------------------------------------
'''The Small Business Chronicles'''

[[The Small Business Chronicles]]

'''Season One:'''

#[[Closed for Christmas - The Shop]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 1]]
#[[Off-season - The Motel]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 2]]
#[[Slow day - The Cafe]]
#[[The Small Business - End-of-Year Review]]

'''Season Two:'''

#[[Homefront - The House]]
#[[The Repair Shop - Part 3]]
#[[Green Thumb - The Greenhouse]]

----------------------------------------------
"Spaz Studios Presents" anthology series:

#[[Fizzy Pop]]
#[[Substitute]]
#[[Forbidden Fruit]]
#[[The Uncanny Valley]]
#[[The Future Expo]]

---------------------------------------------
[[A Visitor's Guide to The Uncanny Valley]]

#[[Awakening]]
#[[House Call - Spaz]]
#[[The Body Borrower]]
#[[The Headless Hunt]]

---------------------------------------------

*Collaborations:

#[[The Beach]] with [[:Category:Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]
#[[The Handyman]] with [[:Category:Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]

---------------------------------------------

*Manbot Stories:

#[[My Roommate's Secret]]
#[[Skyler]]

===[[Stories/spider_silk_skin|spider_silk_skin]]===

#[[Late Night Maintenance]]
#[[Super Sexy Robot Cowgirl]]

===[[Stories/Stephaniebot|Stephaniebot]]===

#[[Dyson Institute (Stephaniebot)|Dyson Institute]]
#[[Pleasurebot 8]]
#[[A Bit More Than Method Acting]]

===[[Stories/Sthurmovik|Sthurmovik]]===

#[[Non-Standard Operating Procedure]]
#[[Mirror Image]]
#[[Extracted]]

===[[Stories/sTj2000|sTj2000]]===

#[[Afternoon Appointment]]

===[[Stories/Svengli|Svengli]]===

#[[Bethany in Room B]]

===[[Stories/SynchError|SynchError]]===

#[[Budget Robotics (A Fun and Light Robotic Relationship)]]
#[[Historical Strategy, According to a Bunch of Fembots]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''T'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Taren Capel|Taren Capel]]===

#[[Chi City, 2152]]

===[[Stories/tectile|tectile]]===

#[[The Trade In]]
#[[Boy Meets... Girl?]]

===[[Stories/Teknophile|Teknophile]]===

#[[The Android Psychiatrist]]
#[[Super Fembot Cheerleaders From Space!]]
#[[At The Body Shop]]

===[[Stories/TheAlternative|TheAlternative]]===

#[[Corsetta]]

===[[Stories/The Egg|The Egg]]===

#[[The Quarry]]
#[[Swing Shift]]

===[[Stories/The Liar|The Liar]]===

#[[Maid To Order]] (Incomplete)
#[[Professor Jenkins' 12,567th Invention]] (Incomplete)
#[[Hide and Seek]]
#[[Keith's Paradise]] (Incomplete)
#[[My Keeper]] (Incomplete)
#[[Identity]] (Incomplete)
#[[EMOS - DSR: Prologue]]
#[[Back to BASIC]]
#[[A Contradiction of Life]]
#[[Friends Forever]]
#[[Liberty]]
#[[Seamless]]
#[[Faust 2.0]] (Comic)
#[[Bad Romance]] (Comic)(Ongoing)
#[[Finding Yourself]] (Comic)
#[[Kernel]] (Comic)
#[[So... my friends have been acting weird lately]] (Comic)
#[[Trendsetting]] (Comic)

*Centauri Republic

#[[The Perils of the Fembot Dating Scene]] (Comic)

*Wasteland Paradise

#[[Wasteland Paradise:Prologue]] (Comic)
#[[Dr.Desire]] (Comic)

*The Bluegate Chronicles

#[[Little Things]]
#[[Agency and Programing]] (Comic)
#[[Progenitors and Progeny]] (Comic)
#[[Hour of the Wolf]] (Comic)

*The Reid Chronicles

#[[The Misadventures Rose Reid, Ace Reporter]]

*Robocadet Mika

#[[Enlistment]] (Comic)
#[[Training]] (Comic)

*Fiction-O-Matic

#[[Fiction-O-Matic 1]] (Comic)

*One-Shot Comics

#[[Abigail 2.0]] (Comic)
#[[The Gilded Cage]] (Comic)
#[[I am Charlotte Favager]] (Comic)
#[[Con(Re)version?]] (Comic)
#[[?????? Station]] (Comic)
#[[Make your own story 1]](Comic)
#[[Take a Hint!]] (Comic)
#[[Synthetic Pride]] (Comic)
#[[All I Want for Christmas is You]] (Comic)
#[[Do appliances count?]] (Comic)
#[[Nightmare Scenario]] (Comic)

*Adaptations

#[[Of Rent and Robots(Comic Adaptation)]]

===[[Stories/TheShoveller|TheShoveller]]===

#[[Untitled Fantasy Land Story]]
#[[Crossfire]]

===[[Stories/TheSpotConlon|TheSpotConlon]]===

#[[The Yard Sale]]
#[[Jumper...]]
#[[Persona Tests: Pamela One Point Zero]]
#[[Persona Tests: McKenzie One Point Zero]]

*The Lauren Barnes Stories (TheSpotConlon)

#[[The Peculiar Journey Of Lauren Barnes]]
#[[The Imprisonment Of Lauren Barnes]]
#[[The Parallel Lives Of Lauren Barnes]]

*The "Momentary" Series (TheSpotConlon)

#[[The Moment When]]
#[[Ping]]
#[[The First Moment in Her Head]]
#[[The Moment in the Bar]]

===[[Stories/TheThingBelow|TheThingBelow]]===

#[[Concert Day]]

===[[Stories/Tio|Tio]]===

#[[Through My Eyes]]
#[[New Garden]]
#[[Diaries Of A Fembot]]
#[[Down On The Farm]]

===[[Stories/Tom|Tom]]===

#[[The Wedding (An Old Fashioned Story)]]

===[[Stories/Tringa|Tringa]]===

#[[Otaku's Adventure]]

===[[Stories/TW|TW]]===

#[[Awake]]
#[[A Helping Hand]]
#[[Practice Run]]

===[[Stories/Tyrelayne|Tyrelayne]]===

#[[Deicide]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''U'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/Uncom|Uncom]]===

*The Revolution

#[[The Revolution - Book One]]
#[[The Revolution - Book Two]]
#[[The Revolution - Book Three]]

*The Akaran Archives

#[[The Akaran Archives - Book One]]
#[[The Akaran Archives - Book Two]]

*Commissions

#[[The Biggest Fan]]
#[[Nintendon't does what Secan't]]

*Other Comics

#[[Following the Trail]]
#[[Home Sweet Qaraqorum]]
#[[Bury the Hatchet]]
#[[Generic Christmas Story]]
#[[Welcome to Dolls' Labs]]
#[[Autumn's Updates]]
#[[New Girl]]
#[[My Time With Nozomi]]
#[[Nearly Automata]]
#[[Work Troubles]]
#[[Going Shopping]]
#[[Giving Literal Head]]
#[[Not Waterproof]]
#[[Date With A Robot]]
#[[Cosplaybots]]
#[[Bombe Fatale]]
#[[An Unusual Rivalry]]
#[[Almost Too Perfect]]

===[[Stories/Unit-794Courtney|Unit-794Courtney]]===

#[[Coco's Convertion (Robot/Sexdoll/Forced TF Themes)]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''V'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
No authors starting with the letter V.
</div></div>
<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''W'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/warpgirl|warpgirl]]===

#[[Astromech Lust]]

===[[Stories/WilloWisp|WilloWisp]]===

#[[Nybble's Doctors Visit - Revisited]]
#[[Class C]]
#[[Customer Service (WilloWisp)|Customer Service]]
#[[Virus Alert]]
#[[Identity 2.0]]

===[[Stories/Wjbaines|Wjbaines]]===

#[[Jo-Ann and Brandy]]
#[[Darsi, Bruce and Natalie]]
#[[Bad Sportspersonship]]
#[[She Didn't Learn Her Lesson]]
#[[Alyssa Follows Her Directives]]
#[[Sorority Coup d'Etat]]
#[[Valentina Messes with her Tech]]
#[[April Showers]]
#[[Vacations in Switzerland]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''X'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/XandiMouse|XandiMouse]]===

#[[The One]]

===[[Stories/Xavier Cecil|Xavier Cecil]]===

#[[Gecko of the Moment]]

===[[Stories/Xeran|Xeran]]===

#[[Synthgirls teaser]]
#[[Synthgirls]]
#[[The Hunted]]
</div></div>

<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Y'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/YajuShinki|YajuShinki]]===

#[[RoboReview: Animetronics MCB-NIN0057]]
#[[RoboReview: Input/Output Q&A]]
#[[Hana's Catastrophic Failure]]
#[[Hana's Rebirth and Death]]
#[[Rena-Doll's Self-Voided Warranty]]
</div></div>
<div class="toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed" style="overflow:auto;">
<div style="font-weight:bold;line-height:1.6;"><big>'''Z'''</big></div>
<div class="mw-collapsible-content">
===[[Stories/zapped!|zapped!]]===

#[[Girls Under Glass]]

===[[Stories/Zor|Zor]]===

#[[Darwin Accelerated]]
</div></div>
|}

<small>''See also: [[Stories sorted by type]] | [[Stories sorted by category]]''</small>

=Collaborations=
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===[[Follow your own plot]]===

*[[FYOP/The Lab Scene|The Lab Scene]]
*[[FYOP/Create A Fembot 2.0|Create A Fembot 2.0]]
*[[FYOP/Planet of the Gynoids|Planet of the Gynoids]]
*[[FYOP/My Life as a Robot|My Life as a Robot]]
*[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware|Hollywood Hardware]]
*[[FYOP/Tabula Rasa|Tabula Rasa]]
*[[FYOP/The Adventures of Alice|The Adventures of Alice]]
*[[FYOP/To Love a Sexbot/To Love a Sexbot|To Love a Sexbot]]
*[[FYOP/Scenario Chamber|Scenario Chamber]]
*[[FYOP/Alberts Discount Android Warehouse|Alberts Discount Android Warehouse]]
|

===[[Stories/Create-A-Story|Create-A-Story (various)]]===

#[[Create-A-Story 1]]
#[[Create-A-Story 2]]
#[[Create-A-Story 3]]
|
===[[Stories/Dyson Institute|Dyson Institute (RX3000/Korby)]]===

*[[Story Universe (Dyson Institute)|Story Universe]]

#[[The Makeover]]
#[[After The Makeover]]
#[[Dyson Institute/Mile-High Club]]
#[[A Conversation With Dr. Dyson]]
|}

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Kelbek00:

#[[Perfection]]
#[[Repo]]

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2021-06-05T05:30:01Z

Kelbek00:

#[[Perfection]]
[[Repo]]

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2021-06-05T05:28:26Z

Kelbek00:

Repo

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Kelbek00:

Repo

2021-06-05T03:11:49Z

Kelbek00:

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2021-06-05T01:14:51Z

Kelbek00:

#[[Perfection]]
#[[:Category:Repo|Repo]]

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2021-06-05T01:11:37Z

Kelbek00: putting story in story category

Ding dong.

"Coming~" A pleasant voice called from afar.

A moment later, the door opened. Mark's sight was filled with the visage of a tall beautiful woman.

Kali stood at 5'7", a height where a 14 year old Mark would need to look up to see her face.
Grey comfortable T-shirt draped from her C cup breasts. Smooth black yoga pants hugged the curves of her long legs and toned gluts. But what's most striking about her is her wide welcoming smile. Her smile was warm and genuine. Her big eyes would crescent when she smiles. And everything was somehow contained comfortably and elegantly in her oval asian face.

"Hi, Mark. Come right in. Dave has been waiting for you." She said, but not before giving mark a big hug. Even after so many times, Mark still felt a little flustered when Kali semi-bury his head in her chest.

Mark and the Kowalskis have been have been neighbors for years. He is best friends with the son Conor. And Dave and Kali treated him like their own. But now that he is a teenager, the same smothering hug felt different to him: uncomfortable, but at the same time, longing and ... exciting.

It was 9:15AM. Dave was in the living room in front of his laptop.

Dave was 5'8", a bit stocky, but average for a man in his early 40s. Standing next to him, Kali, though toned, looked quite slender, almost model-like. Not to mention Kali, even though a woman in her 30s, looked like she could be in her twenties. Kali would contribute this to her Asian genes and love of yoga. She's half-Japanese, half-Chinese. When asked how did the two met, Dave would tell the story with a happy smile. It was quite a fairy-tale like story. Even Dave would say that he's a lucky guy.

"Hey buddy. You are right on time. Come sit here. And we will continue where we left off yesterday." Dave welcomed Mark with a big grin.

It was summer break. Mark was coming to Dave to learn "a thing or two" about stocks. He wanted to start early, invest, and live comfortably like the Kowalskis later on. Dave made his fortune trading at a young age. He wanted to pass it onto his son, Conor, who at this very moment is upstairs sleeping after a night of video games. Needless to say, Conor was not very interested. So when Mark asked, Dave found his audience. Kali was saying she rarely sees Dave smile like that.

The Stock market was doing great. Though it was in a period of adjustment, Dave was bullish. He was showing Mark how to time the market and using leveraged trading and go all in. While usually cautious, Dave was confident. Kali called it showing off as skills.

Dave was happy. Mark had been shadow trading him for a few months now, making quite a bit from whatever allowance and summer job money he had. He has been absorbing everything like a sponge. Maybe a bit too cautious, afraid of doing risky plays, but it's good to be cautious starting out. Dave had hoped his "other son" (real son) would be anything like this, but one step at a time. Maybe after Mark had made small fortune, maybe Conor would finally wake up and want to catch up.

One can only hope.

It was noon now. Kali had been trying to get the two to take a break and eat something for the last 20 minutes. Of course, she had also dragged the groggy Connor out of his bed for his "brunch".

And thus a heartwarming lunch began, a family of four.
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Kelbek00: Created page with "Ding dong. "Coming~" A pleasant voice called from afar. A moment later, the door opened. Mark's sight was filled with the visage of a tall beautiful woman. Kali stood at..."

Perfection

2021-06-04T22:55:06Z

Kelbek00: grammar and paragraphs

Click clack. click clack.

His hands danced on the keyboard. His eyes and mind were transfixed onto the screen, only to be awoken from the trance only by the foreign clacking of china landing on his desk. A cup of tea. Earl Gray. Hot. Then a thin delicate hand lightly caressed his shoulder.

Closing his eyes, he leaned back and smiled, letting his head gently fall into the soft bosom. The light caress turned into a gentle enveloping embrace as the dark silky hair brushed over his face, turning into a drape of the night that blocked out the caustic rays of light.

"When did you come in?" He asked.

"A minute ago. You were in the zone so I didn't want to bother you. But I didn't want the tea to run cold." Zhi-Ling replied. Her voice was comfortable and soothing as a cool summer breeze.

"I must have been really out of it." Quite true. Zhi-Ling was a 5'8" Chinese girl with lush long straight like black silk. The elegant features on her long oval face alone would steal a man's breath away. That is not taking into account her body. Tall but not a towering giant. Sexy but not overly voluptuous or skinny. With a proper dress, she could walk into any high class party and be mistaken for a celebrity. But her homewear was not any less alluring. White tank top that accentuated her curves; dark blue shorts that made the gave a slight perky feel; white socks clothing her feet that made her footsteps light as a feather. If any man misses that, he is either gay or out of it.

"Working on a new code?" She said as she softly snuggled her face next to his.

"Yes, a new patch. Fixing some previous bugs and adding some new functions. You know."

"I see." She downcast her soft gaze and drew a faint smile.

"What is it?"

"It's just that I haven't seen you work on a new design for a while now. You had such a light in your eyes."

With a sigh, he said, "Every time I see a vision and went ahead with it, I thought she would be perfect. I thought she would be the one. But as time passes, I realized that there is no such thing as perfection, only different flavors, catering to the need of different people at different time."

"You know, you once said I was perfect." She turned to kiss him.

"Yes I did." He whispered as he turned to meet the kiss.

As the kiss broke, their eyes met and they held that gaze for a moment. Then she finally said, "I got to go."

"So soon?"

"Sorry."

"It's OK... Say, can you get Janine here? I have something for her."

"Janine huh?" There was a pause. A hesitation. "Sure."

"You still don't like her?"

"I..." She gave another pause, as though trying to repress her criticism. "Just promise me one thing." She broke the hug, took a step and walked in front of him. Taking his hand, he placed his hand on her chest, in front of her heart. "Don't ever forget me." She spoke with a soft sadness.

"Never." He smiled.

Forcing a bright smile, she let go of his hand. "I will go get Janine. Bye."

"Bye."

Zhi-ling walked down the stairs in her white socks. At the door, she picked up a pair of flats from the shoe closet. Then turning back, she walked toward the basement, putting on her shoes before heading down the stairs. Flipping a switch, the ceiling lights came on one by one, illuminating the dark space. She then clicked a few keys on a nearby terminal before setting her palm down to be scanned. A few machine whirls sounded accordingly.

"Janine." She called out.

No Answer.

"Janine." She raised her voice without losing her elegance.

"Yea, I heard you. Just give me a sec." There was an perky and annoyed reply. Moments later, a girl walked toward Zhi-Ling, nursing her own crotch and rear. "I swear. The positioning rod always gives me a wedgy."

"You are not suppose to wear anything down there. It interferes with your-"

"Spare me the lecture. I'm never letting a weird dildo in my ass. What if I get some sort of STDs."

"You won't. You are-"

"Alright, alright. I got it." The girl said impatiently.

"Myke want to see you. I think it's a new patch."

"Cool. Hope I get some more sick fighting skills this time." She bounced up the stairs. "Catch you later, sugar queen."

Zhi-Ling was more than a little annoyed by Janine. She did her best to let that feeling go. She looked as Janine ran up. Janine Soon was slightly shorter than Zhi-Ling. She looked like a Korean pop star, sporting shoulder-length wavy hair dyed auburn/blonde. She wore a big loose T-shirt exposing one of her shoulders and a strap of her sports bra. The shirt was short, exposing her mid rift, as well as half of the tattoo on her lower back. Her dark jean shorts were short enough to see a lining of her grey panties. Black thigh-highs both smoothed her legs and made the exposed thigh extra eye catching. She had loud steps. The black and pink sneakers did nothing to conceal them.

Watching the fiery teenage girl, Zhi-Ling thought to herself, "Is that really perfection?" With a smile, she dismissed that thought.

She double checked the surveillance on the monitor. All settings nominal.

She looked at Myke one last time through the camera positioned outside his room. Then she turned away.

Now directly in front of her was a row of pedestals. On each pedestal stood a girl. Teen. College co-ed. Librarian. Police. Workout girl. Party girl. Most of them were Asian. Some with Asian and mixed heritage. Only a few were exceptions: blonde, red-head, hispanic, black. Zhi-Ling gave a slight smile at the thought of Myke's Asian fetish. The collection was quite impressive. They were almost indistinguishable from real women. It may lead one to fantasize that maybe their creator actually kidnapped them before turning them into living dolls. Maybe he did. No one except a selective few would know, including the dolls themselves. Perhaps the only thing to tell them apart from a human women was that they were too perfect, each in her own way.

With a faint smile, she walked toward the row of dolls, toward one of the two empty pedestals. One of them was Janine's. The other, was hers.

Standing on the pedestal, Zhi-Ling elegantly removed her shorts and panties, sliding them down her long smooth legs as though she was about to shower. Then, she gently folded them and put them inside a small shelf that had just raised itself from the pedestal. In order for the positioning rod to comfortably insert itself, anything that may block its entry must be removed. All the dolls in the basement were the same. All of them were naked from waist down unless they are wearing skirts. Zhi-Ling was no exception. This is why she was annoyed at Janine. The girl messes up her own maintenance by wearing her undergarments. Then Myke had to fix her. And the worst part is, Myke seems to like fixing the trouble she caused.

On the monitor screen, Janine had already jumped onto Myke and settled in his lap. Dismissing this the best she could, Zhi-Ling refocused on the task at hand. She had been out for days. Even with her attention stolen by other girls, she Was one of Myke's favorites. She was the first after all. But now she must tune-up and recharge. Hands at her waist, she striked a model's pose, with her legs slightly apart, leaving room for the positioning rod. "Commence Maintenance." She spoke the main frame.

"Maintenance commencing. Unit-01. 'Zhi-Ling'. Model." The monitor next to the surveilance monitor displayed.

With her last few seconds, she glanced at Myke and Janine. She could make out their conversation by their lips.

"So, do you and Zhi-Ling get along?" Myke asked.

"No, we don't. I don't like her." Janine pouted.

"Why not?" He asked as he doted the girl in his lap.

"She acts like a goody two shoes all the time. It gets on my nerves. No one acts like that. She's so fake."

"But in any case, try to get along with her. You are all sisters."

"Fine. I will try." The Korean girl complied unconvincingly. "By the way, I left her a surprise."

Surprise? Before she could wonder what the surprise was, the positioning rod shot up. Instantly, Zhi-Ling was impaled with her feet dangling 2 feet in the air. She let out a painful gasp. It was suppose to be much slower and gentler, not a spear of impaling. The length was also off-calibrated. And the tip of the rod was a size larger, small enough to still go in, but large enough to cause the beautiful Chinese girl significant discomfort.

Panicking and in pain, Zhi-Ling kicked her feet wildly in the air. Her hands desperately trying to grab the rod from the front or the back, but to no avail--she couldn't free herself in mid air. She opened her mouth, as though tried to scream but no sound came out.

Then, the flaying stopped. The light drained from her eyes. Hanging her head, Zhi-Ling dangled lifelessly on the rod, like a puppet with its strings cut, a beautiful, life-size puppet. Wires, sensors, plugs and various other instruments started to dock onto her half-naked body. Then robotically, she raised her head and struck the model pose again. A mechanical smile cracked on her face. Auto-correct kicked in.

The light turned off one by one as activity was not detected. The row of beautiful dolls stood on their pedestal, each displaying its own unique perfection, perfection that can only be achieved by Myke Rossum, genius gynoid maker, owner of his own line of gynoids, owner of his private collections. Among the collection was a doll resembling a model of Chinese descent, posing and smiling to an invisible audience while standing in midair, impaled by the butt. Her empty eyes gazed at the monitor. In the monitor, her master is making out with a Korean pop star, sliding his hand along her curves, into her skimpy clothing.

The monitor shut off. The light shut off. The only thing accompanied the quiet darkness was the humming of machines.
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FYOP/The Storage/0001

2020-11-26T23:51:16Z

Kelbek00:

The large metallic doors slowly opened with loud grinding sound, as though protesting years of neglect.

Ceiling lights lit up one by one. Some blinked into existence from its slumber. Some never bothered.

You are in a warehouse. A very large one. So large that one would say, it could fit the people of the whole town in it. And they'd be correct.

You had a normal life. Grew up in a suburb not too far from the city. Went to college a few miles away before deciding to return again. Friends. Unrequited love. Disapproving parents. The normal stuff. But at some point, the normal became the abnormal, when you found out that your folks, your friends, and in fact the whole town were robots. That's right. Not some social statement relying on heavy metaphors. Actual robots! Whether they were originally robots or humans later turned into robots were beyond you. But they were robots!

You see, there was a war. Not one between country and country. It's Aliens vs Aliens. And one of such alien factions happened to preside over your little home town. As the war dragged on, more resources were devoted to the fighting, leaving infrastructures lacking in maintenance and surveillance. For a human government, this would mean cracked roads and shitty lights. But for your town, it meant glitches in robots, leading to mom's jerky robotic motions, dad's jump between his rage and the warm calming smile he greeted you with as the rubble of the table and the mailman lied beneath his feet.

The oversight resulted from the war made you realize that you were living in a cage all along, but at the same time gave you the opportunity to escape. And so you did, leaving it all behind.

Fast forward to a few years later, the war was over. The aliens had decided to pack up and move. Not because of anything any hero of the humans did. It was just, how it happened.

The town was a cage for sure, but it was the only place you could ever call home. So you decided to return.

The town had not really changed that much. Except that it was a ghost town now, empty of its inhabitants, almost like a movie set after hours. The war had "drafted" the people of the town into service. Not all robots could be converted into battle bots, but they would have to do. After the war, as the alien's presence waned, they gave up this part of the world, packed up neatly and left the human robots in storage.

You walked through the empty streets. With some effort, you found the storage that housed the remaining town's people, in the warehouse just outside of town, the obscure warehouse usually belonging to some obscure company you never paid attention to. With some effort, you bypassed the system and managed to get inside.

Rows of three high shelves filled the warehouse. Instead of food and items like in a Costco, it was filled with people. Men. Women. Young and old. Held into their own little compartments in standing position with mounts and straps. Naked. With open eyes not responding to the change in light stimuli. Some are completely intact. Some have damage, a few singes here, a hole right there. Mostly cosmetic that do not affect function. Some were missing parts, missing arm or leg, or some parts inside the torso. Mechanical parts and circuits could be seen from where the synthetic skin ends.

The war must have required them to swap out parts that were damaged, and even swap in good parts from their fellow robots.

So of course, there was the repair shop. The shop was not empty. There were robots left in half dissembled states on the tables and frames. While the aliens were fairly neat, guess they didn't bother to finish the jobs on robots they were going to leave behind anyways.

And then there's the trash heap. Robots damaged beyond repairs, or simply don't have enough to be called a whole robot anymore were left in this messy corner of the warehouse. Maybe they were going to sort them out, maybe recycle them. Or maybe they just didn't get to melt them all down. Again, they didn't care for things they were going to leave behind anyways.

In any case, you have the entire robot storage all to yourself. Though maybe not the return or reunion you had in mind, your entire past is here for you to explore. You get to tweak with any robot you want. Who would you like to visit first?

<br />

#The cool cousin.
#The teacher
#The hot barista
#The childhood friend
#The sempai.
#The cheerleader
#The celebrity
#The internet sensation.
#The trainer

<br />

FYOP/The Storage/0001

2020-11-26T23:34:42Z

Kelbek00:

The large metallic doors slowly opened with loud grinding sound, as though protesting years of neglect.

Ceiling lights lit up one by one. Some blinked into existence from its slumber. Some never bothered.

You are in a warehouse. A very large one. So large that one would say, it could fit the people of the whole town in it. And they'd be correct.

You had a normal life. Grew up in a suburb not too far from the city. Went to college a few miles away before deciding to return again. Friends. Unrequited love. Disapproving parents. The normal stuff. But at some point, the normal became the abnormal, when you found out that your folks, your friends, and in fact the whole town were robots. That's right. Not some social statement relying on heavy metaphors. Actual robots! Whether they were originally robots or humans later turned into robots were beyond you. But they were robots!

You see, there was a war. Not one between country and country. It's Aliens vs Aliens. And one of such alien factions happened to preside over your little home town. As the war dragged on, more resources were devoted to the fighting, leaving infrastructures lacking in maintenance and surveillance. For a human government, this would mean cracked roads and shitty lights. But for your town, it meant glitches in robots, leading to mom's jerky robotic motions, dad's jump between his rage and the warm calming smile he greeted you with as the rubble of the table and the mailman lied beneath his feet.

The oversight resulted from the war made you realize that you were living in a cage all along, but at the same time gave you the opportunity to escape. And so you did, leaving it all behind.

Fast forward to a few years later, the war was over. The aliens had decided to pack up and move. Not because of anything any hero of the humans did. It was just, how it happened.

The town was a cage for sure, but it was the only place you could ever call home. So you decided to return.

The town had not really changed that much. Except that it was a ghost town now, empty of its inhabitants, almost like a movie set after hours. The war had "drafted" the people of the town into service. Not all robots could be converted into battle bots, but they would have to do. After the war, as the alien's presence waned, they gave up this part of the world, packed up neatly and left the human robots in storage.

You walked through the empty streets. With some effort, you found the storage that housed the remaining town's people, in the warehouse just outside of town, the obscure warehouse usually belonging to some obscure company you never paid attention to. With some effort, you bypassed the system and managed to get inside.

Rows of three high shelves filled the warehouse. Instead of food and items like in a Costco, it was filled with people. Men. Women. Young and old. Held into their own little compartments in standing position with mounts and straps. Naked. With open eyes not responding to the change in light stimuli. Some are completely intact. Some have damage, a few singes here, a hole right there. Mostly cosmetic that do not affect function. Some were missing parts, missing arm or leg, or some parts inside the torso. Mechanical parts and circuits could be seen from where the synthetic skin ends.

The war must have required them to swap out parts that were damaged, and even swap in good parts from their fellow robots.

So of course, there was the repair shop. The shop was not empty. There were robots left in half dissembled states on the tables and frames. While the aliens were fairly neat, guess they didn't bother to finish the jobs on robots they were going to leave behind anyways.

And then there's the trash heap. Robots damaged beyond repairs, or simply don't have enough to be called a whole robot anymore were left in this messy corner of the warehouse. Maybe they were going to sort them out, maybe recycle them. Or maybe they just didn't get to melt them all down. Again, they didn't care for things they were going to leave behind anyways.

In any case, you have the entire robot storage all to yourself. Though maybe not the return or reunion you had in mind, your entire past is here for you to explore. You get to tweak with any robot you want. Who would you like to visit first?

<br />

# The cool cousin.
# The teacher
# The hot barista
# The childhood friend
# The sempai.
# The cheerleader
# The celebrity
# The internet sensation.

<br />

Follow your own plot

2020-11-26T23:16:03Z

Kelbek00: /* Stories */ FYOP. added new story

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Welcome to '''follow your own plot'''. This section contains stories like the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choose_your_own_adventure "Choose Your Own Adventure®"] series of novels. A starting chapter or scene will be written, then any number of different chapters will be linked after it - depending on choices made by the reader. Is the fembot sentient or just an automaton? You choose! Is she a metal-clad mechanical goddess or a realistic girl-next-door model? You choose!
|}

==Instructions==
Just start from one of the introductory scenes and start writing continuations based on whatever you think should happen or is occurring.
===Page/link structure===
In order to keep track of all the many different paths a story will take, and to keep things as organized as possible, new story paths should be named like this:

:'''FYOP/(Story title)/(next available number)'''

For example:

:'''FYOP/The Lab Scene/0002'''

This part will be rather tricky to get right, but the key is to use the "Show preview" button before you save the page. If the link is red, the new page can be created. If the link is blue, then either that page number is taken or the link has been typed in wrong. '''The page link must appear at the bottom of the previous "page" in order for the story paths to be followed.'''

It is also vital that the previous page in the story be linked to at the top of every new page.

If you want to add to a story but don't know how, you can go to the main story's talk page and enter the text you want to see. Another editor can get the links working for you.

Have fun!

==Stories==

#"[[FYOP/The Lab Scene|The Lab Scene]]"
#"[[FYOP/Create A Fembot 2.0|Create A Fembot 2.0]]"
#"[[FYOP/Planet of the Gynoids|Planet of the Gynoids]]"
#"[[FYOP/My Life as a Robot|My Life as a Robot]]"
#"[[FYOP/Hollywood Hardware|Hollywood Hardware]]"
#"[[FYOP/Tabula Rasa|Tabula Rasa]]"
#"[[FYOP/The Adventures of Alice|The Adventures of Alice]]
#"[[FYOP/To Love a Sexbot/To Love a Sexbot|To Love a Sexbot]]
#"[[FYOP/The Storage/0001|The Storage]]"

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More to come!

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FYOP/The Storage/0001

2020-11-26T23:15:22Z

Kelbek00: Created page with "The large metallic doors slowly opened with loud grinding sound, as though protesting years of neglect. Ceiling lights lit up one by one. Some blinked into existence from its..."

The Storage

2020-11-26T23:13:05Z

2008-11-10T07:02:55Z

Kelbek00: New page: Her apparence is that of a college age Japanese party girl, out for all the fun she could have. Her getup goes really well with her long straight hair and cute oval face. She was wearing a...

Her apparence is that of a college age Japanese party girl, out for all the fun she could have. Her getup goes really well with her long straight hair and cute oval face. She was wearing a revealing black top that almost has no back, a black miniskirt, a pair of black knee socks and a pair of fashionable black shoes. She looked as though a car is going to pick her up for the party any minute. She even has the appropriate makeups and glitters on.
Is the professor really going to send her to a party? Or is it just his taste? You wondered. Normally, robots are not this dressed up in the lab, especially before her main programs are loaded. After all, all the stuff may get in the way during testings.

[[Continue with your work.]]