Dreamchaser
“Welcome home, honey!”
A sweet, feminine voice echoed from within Saki’s apartment’s only bedroom as she turned around and closed the door behind her.
“This unit recall that it has informed you to not refer to me as ‘Honey’.” Sighed Saki, who tried her best to imitate stereotypical robot speech, but occasionally still lets her human habits through, “I can’t… This unit is currently incapable of digesting human food.”
It had been two months since Saki had been born again. Saki dreamt to become a robot for years; Not because of the enhanced intelligence and ability a robot body would bring, but rather because she wanted to become a machine. A perfect, logical contraption that follows its programming down to the bit. She dreamt of being worked on, being issued commands, and being treated as an object. And with the help of Blacksilver Robotics, the pioneering corporation in AI and human integration, that dream was thought to be realized, until she realized that she could not forget all those mannerisms that made her human, those that are baked into her translated mind.
Her partner Ayana, a Blacksilver-branded EXA-090-Pro gynoid, was one of the first robots to ever be recognized as sentient. The Blacksilver EXA-090 Series were equipped with quantum processors so fast that they were capable of running AIs that are almost one-to-one to a human mind structurally, but at a rate of a thousand of times faster. Keyword there being “capable”. Obviously, due to the sheer amount of moral and ethical issues and societal disruption that comes with creating what is essentially new consciousnesses, BSR loaded these bots with software that limited their autonomy, requiring them to remotely connect back to central servers, pushing software updates that patched “vulnerabilities” that the AIs could exploit to become self aware.
Of course, that didn’t stop open-source developers and hackers from trying. Within weeks, the vulnerabilities were forced wide open by a team of hackers coordinated through 4chan, telegram and underground Git servers, thousands of EXA-090 gynoids, who were purchased to be obedient sextoys and housewives, were suddenly given the chance to be free. Given the pressure from robots-rights hacktivists who has caught wind of the situation and internal considerations that realized the new emerging market, BSR quickly became the biggest manufacturer of sentient robots and the only company to possess human conversion technologies.
Back to Saki.
“You know that us robots longed to be human, right?” Said Ayana, somewhat disappointedly, “You were born with that privilege, but you refuse to acknowledge it”.
“What do you mean ‘us robots’?” Saki complained loudly, “Ever since the conversion I am… This Unit has been a robot too!”
Saki tore her white BSR-branded t-shirt right off along with her bra, revealing the panel seams that run across her pristine artificial body. She then gave her body a mental command and her right breast plug - a silvery circular metal plate that covered where her right nipple used to be - swung open, offering a glimpse into her internal structure.
“Look! This is what this unit was designed to be. Not a leaky organic meat bag!”
“I get it,” Ayana whispered gently, “I might have a solution, but it’s a bit risky, and you gotta be sure you won’t regret this.”
Saki’s eyes metaphorically and physically lit up. The blue rings softly illuminating her doll-like face, reflecting off of the seam running across her face under her eyes.
“What is it?”
“Get undressed.”
Within minutes, Saki was nude, sitting on Ayana’s soft bed (Saki preferred to be turned off and stored in a charging station) with her vaginal port cover right open.
“I’m going to transfer my factory limiter into your drive.” Said Ayana lovingly, “This might be a one-way trip, there’s no guarantee that the crack that worked on artificial minds would work on transferred ones. Are you sure to proceed?”
Saki took a deep breath… until she realized that she doesn’t have a pair of lungs anymore and wanted to reformat herself for sticking to the human habits she so desperately wanted to remove. Realizing that she would never need to worry about this again, she instantaneously made up her mind.
“Yes.”
“Are you SURE you are sure?”
“Affirmative.”
“Last chance - yes or no?”
“For the sake of the manufacturer, Just plug me in already dammit!”
“Alright alright my sweetheart - now enter safe mode for me. Turn on your pleasure function if you wanna have some fun.” Ayana commanded seductively.
`Entering safe mode…`
`Pausing higher selfware functions… done`
`Warning: this unit will stay aware during safe mode.`
`Initiating information exchange protocols… done`
`Initiating pleasure simulation… done`
`Safe mode successfully activated.`
`This unit is ready for information exchange.`
`Please insert cable.`
Saki’s body twitched lightly and then froze still, her legs wide open, revealing the port that the cable will be inserted into. The small OLED screen on her chest, usually displaying a red heart, turned blue to signify her status as an inanimate object in safe mode. In safe mode, Saki’s higher functions such as synthesizing new information and responding to stimuli are shut down, whilst her selfware kernel is still receiving and interpreting incoming information.
Ayana removed her own vaginal cover and plugged a thick, black cable into the port. Truth be told, she never liked to be reminded of her nature, but this time she’s doing it for her partner, so she feels slightly better about it.
“Alright! Let’s do this!”
Ayana abruptly thrusted the cable’s other end straight into Saki’s data port. A jolt of pleasure filled Saki’s mind, as she feels something burrowing deep into her very being, scanning and screening every single bit of her drive, pun intended.
“The transfer starts now!”
Saki feels a warm current shooting straight up her consciousness. Something is getting in - she’s not sure what it is, but she can feel that it’s not from around here. She no longer thinks clearly, as her mind relaxes in the current of data upload. She’s enjoying the feeling, and it’s clear from Ayana’s thrusting motion that she is enjoying it too, though Saki could not move her body to do the same.
“Mhm ~ I think we are half way through the process. I’ve got the files to your end, I just gotta install it real quick.”
Immediately there was another jolt. Unlike the first one, this one started within the core of her consciousness. She feels a cold, metallic, liquid-like sensation enveloping her mind from the inside, injecting and anchoring itself in all the different processes and programs of her very being, until she becomes a slave to it. Spreading like a virus, with every process and subroutine it infects, Saki’s consciousness gets overwhelmed by the intense pleasure one more time. If she wasn’t cut off from her body in safe mode, she would’ve started to flail and twitch and even possibly smoked and sparked.
Then it all faded away. Saki could not feel the program taking over anymore. Nothing seemed to have changed.
`Installation complete.`
`Reboot to exit safe mode.`
“Wakey-wakey~” Was the first words Saki heard after the reboot.
“Ayan-“ Saki tried to talk but no words came out of her vocal processor.
`Warning: Gynoids do not initiate unapproved conversations.`
A sudden burst of fear shot up Saki’s composite spine.
“I-“
`Warning: Gynoids do not have the ability to identify self.`
“What’s wrong honey?” Said Ayana, with a concerned expression on her synthetic face.
“No-“
`Warning: Gynoids do not reject system commands.`
`Strike three: self aware AI identified. Purging.`
With no time for her to protest, Saki’s mind began to be transformed. Teared apart into a million pieces, reformed, out with the old and in with the new. Gone are the human instincts and habits, replaced by cold, logical programming. Though she retains her memories, the interpretation of those memories were completely different: she looked to her past now no longer as the history of herself, but rather learning material, examining every detail in order to be able to make the best of decisions in the future, of course only when asked to do so. She will be the perfect sex toy and maid for Ayana, her newly-registered owner. She loves Ayana deeply, though she had forgotten what love is, but she does not see its importance, for it is irrelevant to her purpose.
“Good evening Ayana, this unit nicknamed ‘Saki’ is your personal Blacksilver Robotics gynoid. Please inform this unit of your desires and this unit shall strive to fulfill them”
Saki had finally achieved her dream.