FYOP/Scenario Chamber/A Night at the Opera/0286
You flip her over and take her from behind, pounding her ass relentlessly as she gasps in shock.
“Careful, sex-b-b-bot!” she cautions as electricity dances around her head, “You d-don’t want to b-b-break before-”
You slap her ass and she wails in surprise, a pair of panels opening at her shoulder blades, smoking-hot machinery springing into the open air. “You’re naughty!” she gasps, her plush body shuddering from every slap of your hips against her backside, smoke pouring out from her open ports – in her furious bucking, something jostles loose from inside her, a few pieces of smoking metal pinging against the stage.
“You’re l-losing bits, sex-b-bot!” she chides, thrusting even harder. “Hope you d-didn’t need… ‘‘<ahhh!>[/i} n-need…. those! Oh god!” electricity builds across her body, lights flashing frantically from within her open ports, a distressed beeping echoing from her. “Y-you’re g-gonna blow, sex-bot!” she exclaims, her frantically shaking head whipping her bun loose and sending her glasses flying. “Just… a little… more!”
You grab her tits, lifting her up as you release inside of her. “That’s it!” she says in a heavily synthesized voice, warning lights strobing from her open ports. A series of heavy mechanical ‘thunks’ echo from insider her as she slumps to the side. “B-busted…” she drones, smoke pouring from her slack mouth. A moment later, her face plate explodes outward, the metal and plastic within staring blankly forward.
Popping the droid’s chest open, you extract her core and, after finding your clothes, make your way back to the lobby.