FYOP/Scenario Chamber/Girl Next Door/0048
You pull of her tight jeans, running your hands over her smooth, cold, synthetic skin, the bountiful softness of her well-developed rump. She hops up on to the kitchen island, leaning back and pulling up her sweater to expose her swollen bust, her creamy thighs parting with a tinny whir from her actuators.
She trembles as you enter her, components buzzing inside of her while she strains her body against yours. You bury yourself in her surprisingly warm sex, your hands working her soft, chilled breasts. Her appreciative moans are eclipsed by a clipped mechanical stutter, her hips ratcheting mechanically after your every thrust.
Servos strain as she embraces you tighter and tighter, her breath hot in your ear and reverberating with a metallic echo. You can hear the ragged chirping of her components struggling to keep up with the activity, every relentless thrust straining them further. As your fingers explore the sex-bot’s body, it’s as if you’ve flipped a switch, the chill of her synthetic flesh melting away in a wash of heat.
Between her mounting cries, she says a desperate gasp, “C-careful! System faults d-detected!”