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	Still nude, Sarah ran across the hall to her room, where she sat down on her bed. She gazed at the ceiling, lost in thought for what seemed like hours. She definitely wasn’t going to go to class now.		Still nude, Sarah ran across the hall to her room, where she sat down on her bed. She gazed at the ceiling, lost in thought for what seemed like hours. She definitely wasn’t going to go to class now.

	“I’m not a robot. I’m not a machine, I’m as human as anyone else. It was just a hallucination brought on from me hitting my head. Side effects of a concussion.” Then she ~~realised~~, bringing her hand to her head, she wasn’t feeling any pain. If she’d actually had a concussion, shouldn’t she have a massive headache?		“I’m not a robot. I’m not a machine, I’m as human as anyone else. It was just a hallucination brought on from me hitting my head. Side effects of a concussion.” Then she realized, bringing her hand to her head, she wasn’t feeling any pain. If she’d actually had a concussion, shouldn’t she have a massive headache?

	She got up from her bed and crossed her room, looking at her reflection in her full length mirror. There was no bruising of any kind on her forehead, or any other indication of her hitting her head. “Maybe the whole thing was a dream. I’m not some machine, but, what if I am…” she thought, and oddly, suddenly found the prospect arousing.		She got up from her bed and crossed her room, looking at her reflection in her full length mirror. There was no bruising of any kind on her forehead, or any other indication of her hitting her head. “Maybe the whole thing was a dream. I’m not some machine, but, what if I am…” she thought, and oddly, suddenly found the prospect arousing.
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	The night was a blast. Joking around. Pounding a lot of shots. Blowing off steam, bitching about their respective advisors, which was perhaps too easy for Kate, as hers was her mother, and she was currently angry at her.		The night was a blast. Joking around. Pounding a lot of shots. Blowing off steam, bitching about their respective advisors, which was perhaps too easy for Kate, as hers was her mother, and she was currently angry at her.

	But as the night wore on, Kate and Jess gradually edged closer and closer towards each other on the bench, talking quietly, sharing laughs, until it felt like the rest of the world had faded away. Before they ~~realised~~ it, it basically had. They were the last two left. All their friends had said their respective goodbyes and left.		But as the night wore on, Kate and Jess gradually edged closer and closer towards each other on the bench, talking quietly, sharing laughs, until it felt like the rest of the world had faded away. Before they realized it, it basically had. They were the last two left. All their friends had said their respective goodbyes and left.

	Kate awkwardly laughed, realizing this. “I, uh, should probably get going.” grabbing her keys.		Kate awkwardly laughed, realizing this. “I, uh, should probably get going.” grabbing her keys.

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	Sarah knew she only had limited power to her head module, but was enjoying cradling herself, to well, herself, nestled snugly between her breasts. She could reattach her head, and knew there was an automatic fail safe that would do just that if her head was close to losing power. For now, she was comfortable in her own bosom, in post orgasmic bliss.		Sarah knew she only had limited power to her head module, but was enjoying cradling herself, to well, herself, nestled snugly between her breasts. She could reattach her head, and knew there was an automatic fail safe that would do just that if her head was close to losing power. For now, she was comfortable in her own bosom, in post orgasmic bliss.

	==Part 6==		=Part 6=
	“What do we do?” Sarah asked wide eyed, her and Steve dressed again, as the four stood around the car looking at the unconscious form of Jess in the driver’s seat.”		“What do we do?” Sarah asked wide eyed, her and Steve dressed again, as the four stood around the car looking at the unconscious form of Jess in the driver’s seat.”

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	Sarah knew she only had limited power to her head module, but was enjoying cradling herself, to well, herself, nestled snugly between her breasts. She could reattach her head, and knew there was an automatic fail safe that would do just that if her head was close to losing power. For now, she was comfortable in her own bosom, in post orgasmic bliss.		Sarah knew she only had limited power to her head module, but was enjoying cradling herself, to well, herself, nestled snugly between her breasts. She could reattach her head, and knew there was an automatic fail safe that would do just that if her head was close to losing power. For now, she was comfortable in her own bosom, in post orgasmic bliss.

			==Part 6==
			“What do we do?” Sarah asked wide eyed, her and Steve dressed again, as the four stood around the car looking at the unconscious form of Jess in the driver’s seat.”

			“Well, a full systems diagnostic would work… provided she’s, uh, compatible with us. Mom?” Kate asked, looking over to Henrietta, who was pacing back and forth and seemed to be at a loss.

			“Let’s take her to the lab.” Kate offered up.

			“And what, smuggle what essentially looks like a corpse into a public building? We can deal with her here. Steve?” Sarah said.

			“Huh?” He seemed equally as befuddled as Henrietta.

			“Give me a hand carrying her.” Sarah ordered, taking charge as she opened the door and began to pull the deactivated girl out of the car. “Steve!”

			“Yeah, uh, sure.” And between the two of them, they were able to wrest Jess’ unconscious figure from the driver’s seat

			Just in time for one of their neighbors to pass by. Casey, another student who lived in a house down the street. To their horror she slowed and waved.

			“Hey guys… uh is everything ok? Is that Jess?”

			Sarah just laughed it off, while secretly panicking. “Yeah, just a bit too much to drink. A bit of water and some tylenol is what she needs. And maybe some… light puking.” Casey laughed.

			“Well, I hope she feels better.” She turned with a wave and continued on her jog.

			Kate and Sarah locked eyes, and they didn’t need a wireless connection to know what they both were thinking. “You don’t think Casey...?”

			But there were more important tasks at hand.

			They dragged the unconscious android inside, and took her to Kate’s room, laying her down on the bed and pulling her shirt off.

			“Steve, can you get me the diagnostic tablet, just in case, but first…”, Kate said.

			On a hunch, she pressed into Jess’s navel, and just as she herself was accustomed to, there was a hiss, and a panel opened just below her breasts. It was almost like looking into a mirror from the many times she’d seen herself opened up.
			Sarah had the same thought. Once again, they glanced at each other. More of us.

			Their unspoken understanding was abruptly interrupted by Steve charging into the room with the diagnostic tablet.

			Kate took it from him, and unsurprisingly found the very familiar port on the back of Jess’ neck. She was compatible with everything, although the pad showed her software was slightly older than Kate’s or Sarah’s, but newer than Henrietta’s. But it was nearly the same, although she couldn’t fathom why she’d malfunctioned. Some weird feedback? Maybe Jess' sleeper programing backfired during their kiss, and she briefly woke up, but then shut her down. Kate decided to try a soft reboot.

			Jess’ eyes snapped open.

			“Ugh… I didn’t even have that much to drink, why do I feel like I’ve been hit by a ton of bricks?” As she sat up in bed, putting a hand to her head, and then not only noticing Kate’s concerned face looking down at her, the other three figures in the room.

			Steve and Sarah, huddled together, and Henrietta off in the corner, looking very lost.

			Jess instinctively pulled away in a panic.

			“Who are these people? What’s going on?”

			“”You’re in my bedroom. And we need to have a talk.” Kate said matter of factly before turning to the others. “Guys, can you give us a minute?”

			Sarah. Steve, and a clearly in crisis Henrietta obliged, giving the two some privacy.

			“I don’t understand.” Henrietta murmured as the three entered the hallway.

			“Don’t you think, mom, that it’s just possible dad built others? Maybe even before me and Kate?” Sarah surmised, in a quiet voice.

			Henrietta stumbled, “But I thought I was the first… and…”

			“And he made you a family, and the two of you gave me and Kate life. You’re building more of us anyways, so, don’t you think it’s at least plausible?”

			Henrietta just nodded silently.

			Back in the bedroom, Jess looked up at Kate in confusion. “What happened? Did we have an accident? Last thing I remember is us kissing.”

			“It was a great kiss, but In a way, we did sort of have an accident.”

			“What?”

			“Jess, I’m not what you think.”

			“Yeah, yeah, I’m not actually a lesbian. I’ve heard it from lots of drunk girls who just wanted to explore their wild side. Give me a break Where’s my top?”

			Looking around the bed for her shirt, yet somehow missing the open panel in her abdomen. Kate mused to herself that Jess’ sleeper protocols must be pretty deep.

			“This is going to be hard to hear, but I’m not human, and neither are you.”

			“Ha, so what, you think you’re an alien or something? I really need to be going.” She said starting to get up off the bed. “It was a fun night, but i’ve got class in the morning and...”

			Kate cut her off. “I’m a highly sophisticated artificial intelligence. An android, robot, whatever, call it what you want. And so are you.”

			“What?”

			“Really? Look down.”

			There was a dawning realization on her face as she finally noticed her open abdominal panel, the complex electronics blinking inside.

			Kate knew that feeling, like coming out of a fog and suddenly seeing yourself. Although in her case, it had been a car accident, a missing limb and wondering why there were various sparks coming from mechanical components in her wrecked shoulder. Also, wondering why she wasn’t feeling pain.

			“What the hell? No, i’m human… I’m… I’m human…” Jess stammered.

			“You are… in a way, but we’re both different.” Kate said as she raised her hands to her temples, and pulled her head smoothly away from her body.

			“See?”

			Jess recoiled, but Kate just smiled holding her head out in a weird peace offering.

			“Me, Sarah, Henrietta, we’re all like you, and there might be more of us, so I’ll show you how to close yourself up, and let’s put ourselves back together as she moved to put her head back on, then hesitated, holding it out again.

			“Unless you want to have some fun with this.”
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	“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that little trick, mister.”		“Oh, you’re gonna pay for that little trick, mister.”

	=A Bad Date==		=A Bad Date=
	Sarah flopped back on her bed in frustration, angrily blowing a wisp of her brown hair out of her face. Tonight was supposed to be the night, she’d thought, but the date had gone horribly. She’d had such high hopes of getting laid tonight, but he’d blown it. Bad movie, bad restaurant choice, very awkward conversation. It truly went south when he just called her an Uber instead of driving her home.		Sarah flopped back on her bed in frustration, angrily blowing a wisp of her brown hair out of her face. Tonight was supposed to be the night, she’d thought, but the date had gone horribly. She’d had such high hopes of getting laid tonight, but he’d blown it. Bad movie, bad restaurant choice, very awkward conversation. It truly went south when he just called her an Uber instead of driving her home.

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			=A Bad Date==
			Sarah flopped back on her bed in frustration, angrily blowing a wisp of her brown hair out of her face. Tonight was supposed to be the night, she’d thought, but the date had gone horribly. She’d had such high hopes of getting laid tonight, but he’d blown it. Bad movie, bad restaurant choice, very awkward conversation. It truly went south when he just called her an Uber instead of driving her home.

			She was still horny, though, and frustrated as she was, decided to take care of things herself. She slipped a hand into her pants, rubbing herself, the other caressing a nipple through her sweater. She moaned, and raised her hips, undoing her pants, and pulled both them and her panties off in a fluid motion, tossing them to the floor.

			She slipped a finger inside herself, then another, and moaned in pleasure as she penetrated herself with a third, but she wanted more. She brought her hand up to taste herself, sweet as always. There was a dildo in her dresser, a rather unique one, as it were, which she could use in multiple ways, but she had other plans.

			She pulled her sweater up over her head and unclasped her bra. Now fully nude, she laid back, running her hands over her body in ecstasy, shivering. Then she raised both hands to her head, running her fingers through her hair, enjoying the sensation. She loved scalp massages, almost as pleasurable as nipple play.

			Then she pressed in on her temples. There was a hiss, and she lifted her head away from her neck, turning it around in her arms to marvel at all the blinking lights, connection points, and mechanics within her neck. She hadn’t been aware she was an android until recently, and a very advanced one at that, but she had grown to love it. So many possibilities.

			Every one of her limbs was detachable for easy replacement or repair, complete with wireless control and a limited power source. This obviously included her head. She loved to open her abdominal panel from time to time, masturbating in the mirror, sometimes with her hand, or syncing the special dildo up with her systems so she could feel both, marvelling at the complex mechanics that were inside of her. She’d been so clueless.

			She brought her head down to her chest, and gave each nipple a kiss. Her breasts were modest but they fit her frame well. Clearly a good design decision she’d always thought since learning about herself. Easy to spot a robo bimbo walking around with basketball sized tits.

			Then she continued lowering herself down her body, giving herself soft kisses along her stomach, until she finally reached her prize. The lips of her sex were flush and dripping from her arousal. From this unique vantage point, her aroused clit looked practically enormous.

			She didn’t hesitate, and pressed her face in, taking in her scent. It was intoxicating. Gripping her head with her thighs, holding it in place, one hand pushing it closer to her dripping pussy, stroking her hair. WIth the other she began massaging her right breast.
			Her hips bucked, and she almost lost her grip on her head. Ok, two hands, she thought. With her tongue, she gave herself a tentative lick. She shivered with pleasure. Pressing in harder, she continued to pleasure herself with her tongue and lips. Her nose rubbed against her clit, which tickled on both ends. Finally she penetrated herself with her tongue, wishing it had been made longer, but enjoying the feeling nonetheless.

			After a few minutes of writhing ecstasy, she came, her neural net flooding her synthetic brain with pleasure. She writhed on the bed, lost in the orgasmic glow, until she lost the grip on her head. It rolled off the bed, hitting the floor.

			“Fuck!” she exclaimed, trying vainly to blow a latent strand of hair out of her face. Her “lungs” were still on the bed. The rest of her got up, and gently picked her head off the floor, cuddling it like a baby to her chest as she laid down back on the bed.

			Sarah knew she only had limited power to her head module, but was enjoying cradling herself, to well, herself, nestled snugly between her breasts. She could reattach her head, and knew there was an automatic fail safe that would do just that if her head was close to losing power. For now, she was comfortable in her own bosom, in post orgasmic bliss.

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	A somewhat bored sounding Henrietta’s voice rang out from downstairs. “Sarah, stop being a brat… give your sister her head back.”		A somewhat bored sounding Henrietta’s voice rang out from downstairs. “Sarah, stop being a brat… give your sister her head back.”

	==Part 5==		=Part 5=
	Sarah sat in class, lost in thought as her professor droned on at the front of the class, barely paying attention to the lecture. She was reflecting on the events of the past few weeks, but was mostly thinking about her crush from before all that. Stealing furtive glances at Steve, who was sitting a few rows in front of her.		Sarah sat in class, lost in thought as her professor droned on at the front of the class, barely paying attention to the lecture. She was reflecting on the events of the past few weeks, but was mostly thinking about her crush from before all that. Stealing furtive glances at Steve, who was sitting a few rows in front of her.