Nier Inc

Jackass rocks up to work a few minutes late. She had poorly planned out her update in the morning and ended up installing the patches right when her bus left. So she rushed to catch the one that leaves soon after. She enters the front door and races towards the elevator, almost tripping over herself on her way. She brushes the fake wig-like hair out of her face to look a little bit more professional. When she finally arrives at her floor, all she can think about is seeing the one bot that dominates all her thoughts. Her beautiful girlfriend and her boss, chief analyst White.

The doors swing open and she finds the office has an odd tension over it that she is not used to. She tries saying hello to some of her fellow colleagues but either gets short replies or just brushed off completely. She punches in her time card and makes her way to White’s office. She pops right in, often forgetting to knock despite White being her boss during office hours. And she finds her beloved girlfriend and stern superior in a slight state of disarray. She is freaking out as she rushes through a pile of paperwork.

“H-hey White. Goodmorning?” Jackass cautiously says, alerting herself to the stressed out bot. “OH! Jackass, what took you so long to come in today!?” She says as she continues rushing around her office getting all sorts of little things in order. “I- I missed my bus. What's… happening?” Jackass replies, unsure and confused at her behaviour. “There is a surprise visit… the CEOs are coming to our branch and we need to make sure everything is perfect!” White tells her. Now everything makes sense. Jackass sighs and gives a small little smile, and begins to help White tidy up the room so it looks prim and proper. It only takes a moment with the two of them working together for the place to be absolutely pristine. Once it is, White is able to relax a tad more than before. “I can help you out today but you need to relax, it will be fine. It’s not a big deal.” Jackass tells her.

“It is a big deal! There could be budget cuts, corporate restructuring, or all sorts of things.” She explains in response. There really is no arguing with her, she will always assume herself to be right. And in this case she just might well be. White is always very high strung and a little stressed. Like almost all of her personality, this is due to her programming. She was designed in order to get things done. So she is constantly spending all of her time thinking about how to increase efficiency, work harder and bring better success to the company.

Jackass sits on White's desk and grabs her hand. Holding it in hers. White is a little confused but happy with the physical contact. Jackass then presses a small section of White's wrist, causing her hand's top layer to spring open. The hinge is at the palm and now the mechanical workings of White's whole hands are open.

“H-hun! What are you doing?” She asks, a little embarrassed. Even if it is behind closed doors, having her body opened at all during work hours is quite confronting. Jackass doesn’t reply and instead takes her own finger to the centre of White’s exposed hand structure. Jackass’ finger then parts in the middle, revealing a screwdriver piece at the tip just underneath. She uses this to tighten a screw on the base of White’s pinky. Once done she closes it back up and holds White’s hand again.

“Your finger was a little loose. You need to take better care of yourself. Now if you want to impress these CEO’s, you need to be a little looser! Less strict and stressed, but chill and fun! That's the best way to do it!” Jackass says with a wide grin on her face. White simply blushes, and lets out a sigh of her own. Due to White’s programmed fixation on her work, she often neglects to do work on herself. She does not take her own needs very seriously and is always willing to sacrifice her well being for the success of the company. That is why she needs Jackass.

She could never be like Jackass, and absolutely does not share her attitude on these matters. But her vibrant personality does a lot to keep White grounded and not too in her own head. She sobers up from the anxiety and reapplies her professionalism. “Thank you for the help. Now return back to your desk before the two-” White begins, before getting interrupted by her door opening without a knock the second time this morning. She is about to chew whoever it is out, until she lays eyes on them. Two similarly sized women, both with red hair done up in slightly different ways. Devola and Popola, the twin CEOs of this company.

White instantly springs to attention, and tries to sit as perfectly as she can. Jackass is certainly less enthusiastic about it, but stands normally as if she had just wandered in herself. “A-ah hello! Welcome to our branch of ad sales.” White says, unsure of how to begin with the two of them. “This is one of our lovely employees, just stopping by to hand me some paperwork for her upcoming… uh performance review! Isn’t that right Jackass?” She says, gesturing at her. Jackass smiles and greets the two of them. “Well it is lovely to meet you both!” Popala says with a surprisingly sincere smile. “We have come here for a routine inspection of each of the workplaces. Usually people hire out for this kind of thing, but we prefer a much more personal tough” Devola continues, matching her sister's expression. “Well it is certainly appreciated. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help out with your inspection.” White says, giving a little bow as she does. “If you don’t mind me, I ought to be getting back to work” Jackass says in a bit of a coy tone, as she leaves out the door behind the twins. She waves goodbye to White who ever so slightly blushes in reply. Jackass catches it and feels proud of herself. Once she leaves, the room feels a bit more serious than before.

“Yes, well we would like a proper insight towards what the average day is like here. Would you have the time to give us a tour? Or at least point us towards someone who could?” Popola asks. “Oh I think it's best if I do. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t mind staying late today if it meant I was able to help the two of you” She says, hoping to not sound like she is trying to get out of doing boring paperwork. She is absolutely trying to get out of doing boring paperwork.

She takes her bosses down the halls, improvising a speech as best she can. Telling them about the important work they do. As they walk she uses the most recent report done by her team to rattle off some of the positive numbers from it. She scowers the document on her HUD for any glorifying details. However, she starts getting some push notifications onto her screen as well. Usually she blocks all of those types of things by default, trying not to let it distract her. She takes everything very seriously and would dislike all these sorts of things bothering her. But the one thing she allows onto her screen is… Jackass. Jackass is very differently built than White. While White is very calculating and hard working, Jackass is likely the opposite. But there is a reason they need someone like her around. White models end up burning out incredibly fast. They do their job incredibly well but just can’t maintain that momentum. So they need someone to mellow them out, and to keep them from ever going too far that they can’t continue. That is the purpose of Jackass. But this one is a little different. This unit of jackass has some sort of slight deviance in her CPU or core programming. Because she is very sexually forward. She knows that White is with the CEO’s and wants to tease her.

White blushes as she sees a picture Jackass sent of herself. Jackass is in the toilets, pulling her shirt up and is holding it with her teeth, and giving a peace sign. Her synthetic breasts on full and open display. This White model is also a little different. Perhaps they caused it in each other. Because she is much more sexually interested in Jackass then White models ever should be. In fact most relations between robots are not allowed. Makes too much of a mess and is far too hard to control. “Here we have our… um…” White trails off, getting distracted by the image so prominently shown on her display. “Is something wrong White?” Popola asks simply. “Oh n-no! Sorry, it's nothing. Ahem… This is where we-” She continues, explaining another mundane aspect of her department. Trying not to let slip anything is amiss. Shockingly, she believes she has done a good job.

She then takes the two robots to another member of her team. “This is Jenny! She is the senior analyst here, and one of my best workers. If you have any questions about me that you don’t feel I can answer honestly, she is the perfect person to ask.” White explains. Jenny and the two bots shake hands and greet each other. They begin to all talk for a moment, before Jackass comes into the room. “Ah, I am so sorry, I need to borrow White for a moment.” She says. White is a little confused but doesn’t want to be suspicious or unprofessional in front of her bosses. “A-ah guess I am needed! A good chance for you all to talk without me.” She says, almost attempting a joking tone but it falls flat on the all robotic personal in the room. She hurries out of the room with Jackass.

Once in the hallway, they walk down it quite quickly. Just about until they are out of the impressive earshot of their bosses. Robotic hearing goes a long way, so they walk for a while before much is said. “So… What was it that you needed hun?” White asks. Jackass just tells her that it is important and to wait for a moment. She then suddenly pulls her into a closet and locks lips with White. Her tongue slides past White's silicone lips and invades her mouth. Jackass runs her tongue, a mechanical piece densely wired to be as realistic as possible, along the inside of White’s mouth. She can feel the roof of her mouth is a metal piece, the seam between the fake gum material and the metal can be clearly felt. Jackass loves exploring all of her beloved White.

White waits a bit too long, enjoying the sudden and exciting kiss. But she gets a hold of herself and pushes Jackass away, who happily grins at her. “W-what do you think you are doing! The CEOs are right down the hall! You pulled me away for this?” She asks, huffy and upset. But blushing profusely. Despite her robotic body, she does not have control over these mechanical processes. She may know that they are happening, but has no more ability to stop them than any human. So when her system identifies certain responses in her AI, it reacts accordingly. It reddens her cheek with an LED strip carefully layered between the artificial skin that makes up her face.

“I was just trying to help! You get so stressed around authority figures, I can only imagine how the top bosses of the company make you feel.” She says, before tightly gripping White's ass with a sly grin. “Y-you ruffian.” White meekly replies, unable to really refute any of the claims Jackass made. “Well if I am distracting you so much down there…” Jackass says as she moves her hand to the front of white. Pressing gently against her skirt right in her pubic region. “How about you just take it off and give it to me~ I will do a great job protecting it.” She says with a little giggle. “W-what! W-why would I?!” White exclaims, even more embarrassed at the suggestion. But she can’t deny the excitement that idea gives her.

Despite her protests and her more careful nature, White really does enjoy Jackass’ wild side. These crazy exciting ideas are so invigorating. And that is where she truly differs from other models of her type.

“Come on… I will drop it if you really don’t want to. But we both know you like the idea…” Jackass says. White mumbles for a moment, unable to muster a response. She considers it quite intensely. But eventually she has an answer. “O-ok let's do it. But if I send you a message to stop, you stop instantly.” She tells her quite sternly. “Of Course! Teasing is only fun when you like it sweetie.” Jackass responds, giving White a little hug. “Now hand it over hun~” Jackass says expectantly. White, ever the brat she is, still pretends like she is a little against it. Embarrassed by the notion. She pulls her pencil skirt down to her knees, and then her panties. She feels the cool breeze as the signals from between her legs shoot up the wires in her body right to her brain. Having her privates exposed at work feels like a violation of everything she knows. Right down to her very job centred programming. But that's what makes it so exciting for her.

She is able to disengage different parts of her body for removal or repairs. So when she wills it, a small click can be heard as the section of her skin between her legs that contains her vagina suddenly juts out half a centimetre. Just enough for Jackass to grab onto and pull out. She does just that, and the two bots watch as the piece is removed from her. It takes the shape of almost a flashlight, with the front being quite wide to encompass it all. But the length of it is just the smaller hole that goes out. When inside of her, the end of it is open for access to any sexual fluids in a little tank, but when it is removed it shuts the back of it. Everything besides the skin at the front has a carbon black finish.

Jackass gets a better hold of it by the matt metal outer layer and brings it up to her lips. She gently blows on the front of her pussy, which instantly causes White to shiver. “Good, good~ Just wanted to check that the wireless signals were working properly” She says with a smile. “Now you have kept those two waiting for quite a while now” She teases. “And whose fault is that!” White says with a huff, as she pulls her panties and office lady skirt back up. “Fair enough.” Jackass chuckles. White turns to open the door behind them, and Jackass firmly spanks White's ass as her hand reaches the door handle. “Give them a good tour~” She says, as she waves goodbye. White closes the door, and can hear Jackass lock it behind her. “Good. At least no one will run into her doing weird stuff this way.” She thinks, her face still beat red as she quickly hurries down the hall back to where she left the two bosses.

She enters the room to find them still quite engaged with conversation, which relieves White. “Ah! There you are White. Well, was it anything concerning?” Devola asks. And it is only then White realises she needed to have come up with an excuse to use on Jackass’ behalf. “U-uh oh um well…” She stutters for a moment. “There was an issue with… another department. And she needed my input on how to handle it. Nothing to worry about, I assure you!” She says with a forced laugh.

She keeps thinking she is nailing these excuses. That surely no one could see that she was lying or hiding anything. But this is one of the things that separates the regional managers, the department bosses, and other people of power, from the twin CEO’s. Despite the incredible power of her AI, White still comes short in some capabilities. Creative thinking and social conventions are some of the hardest things for computers to comprehend. Robots like White will never rise to the top with their slightly limited thinking. They are the most impressive machines in the world, but still really just machines. The twin robot CEOs are different. Their bodies may be constructed from similar materials, but their experience and computing power is truly something else. Which is why they go through the hassle of visiting these branches and offices themselves.

White continues taking them down to different areas, introducing them to her personnel, and doing her absolute best to sell her office's worth. But the whole time she is thinking in the back of her head about Jackass. It has been about 15 minutes since she handed off her privates to her girlfriend to toy with, and nothing has happened. There is always the chance something came up, but White knows Jackass well enough to know this is all part of her game. She is waiting until it will really shock and interrupt her.

They enter the main room of cubicles where the majority of workers are clacking away at their keyboards. “Well… I don’t have much else to show you. Is there anything specific that you two would like to see?” White asks. The two girls look at eachother and deliberate for a moment. “We would like to observe a department meeting, there should be one coming quite soon right?” Popola asks. “Oh yes! I believe it is in conference room C, in about 15 mi-” White stops in the middle of her sentence. A sudden sensation comes from her disconnected part. It starts as just a gentle touch from Jackass’ finger. Running along each side of her pussy, outlining the artificial labia quite lovingly.

“S-sorry, yes I am seeing here it starts in about 15 minutes. Should I take you there?” White says. She is holding her thighs tighter now, despite the fact it changes very little. “Hm, alright.” Devola says, gesturing for White to lead the way. White starts to walk, but is struggling with the continual sensation. Jackass happily teases her girlfriend, never getting too close to her clit. Humans have the most nerve endings in the clit, and robots are built quite similarly. The strongest wire is connected right to that spot. So even when sent wirelessly, the signal is amplified by just how densely constructed that part of her is built.

Humans are constructed quite intelligently, and of course these robotic androids mimic some of that design to best execute on their specifications. Human sensory input is greatly higher on their fingertips, lips, and genitals as opposed to the rest of their body. This property is in fact made stronger with robots. Their sensory input can easily be multiplied and increased digitally. Usually most bots turn down the sensitivity of their privates for better efficiency. This couple turned them up much, much higher.

White lets out the quietest whimper she could. Barely able to control her voice from these teasing touches. She nervously whips her head around to look at the two robots following her. They give a slightly puzzled expression, but show no concern for the noise. So White assumes they couldn’t hear it over the sounds of the office. They arrive at the conference room 10 minutes before the meeting. A few people have already turned up, sipping coffee and chatting. “This is the conference room, t-the meeting will start soon. You can take a seat wherever you like.” White says again. The two bots thank her in perfect unison and then take a seat on the far end of the table, away from the presenter. White takes her own seat right near the projector. She struggles to think about anything besides the nagging sensation. She can really feel as the signal zips up her body from the receiver to the central processing unit in an instant. Each little zap makes her needy for more.

It doesn’t take long for the rest of the room to fill out with people. And quite quickly the meeting begins. A man stands at the front and begins to ramble off figures about certain earnings projections, risk management and things of the sort. As head of the department, White is already privy to most if not all of this information. Thus, she allows her focus to wander from what's in front of her to what she is feeling. She closes her eyes and simply indulges herself.

But it is precisely at that moment that Jackass dives into White with her tongue. Exploring the folds of her artificial being, exploring all of the bumps and ridges that were moulded to enhance sexual pleasure.

White covers her mouth as fast as she can. She opens her eyes and looks around the room to see that no one noticed her sudden movement. Except… for the twins. Who are staring right at her. She awkwardly gives them a wave, before nervously turning back to the presentation. But just because she is more under control doesn’t mean the sensation stops.

Jackass eagerly pushes as far into her girlfriend's pussy as she can. Moving in and out, sliding along her vaginal walls. She grips the compartment that holds White’s privates tightly and shoves it against her face. She feels the labia of White's pussy rub against her own lips, adding to a textural sensation like no other. It is rare robotos get to experience the feeling of rubbery material slipping and sliding against each other like this. Only when they kiss and when they fuck, both actions the average robot rarely does.

White stifles her whimpers and noises. She moves her arms down into her lap. She instinctively wants to rub her clit as Jackass eats her out, but her clit is down the hallway. She slides her fingers under her skirt either way, and reaches into the cavity that now exists between her legs. She gently brushes against the open connection pieces with her fingertips. It sends surges of weird feelings to her CPU. There are lines of small metal prongs that conduct electricity. At the end there is a tiny green chip with slots for 4 cables. She is able to feel her artificial skin sink in ever so slightly to each slot and her system tries reading the data. Applying even the lightest pressure to the chip and the metal prongs offers a quite different feeling than the pleasure assaulting her mind from Jackass. But the two different feelings intermingle to overwhelm her system in a way that tingles in such a satisfying way.

She is barely even aware of the presentation happening around her at this point. She struggles to form too many coherent thoughts at once like this. Her computer system is able to process and consider so much information at once, but she feels it is getting slower. Her computational power is being put to processing the pleasure signals.

Jackass slowly pulls the piece away from her face. Letting her tongue slowly slide out of her as she does so. Giving her a little moment to relax. She wipes her face clean of the artificial saliva. It is far more lubricated than human saliva and doesn’t dry as quickly.

The entire time she has been quite deliberately avoiding White’s clit. She knows just how sensitive that place is in general, and that is doubly so for White. With her bizarre sexual interests the sensitivity from it is almost debilitating. So Jackass grins as she waits a moment. Either the wait is giving White a false sense of security, or is leaving her in horny anxiety waiting for whatever comes next. White sits in her chair, experiencing the latter of those two things. With her fingers deep inside the hole between her legs fiddling with the electronics, she is quite desperate for whatever comes next. She almost anxiously awaits Jackass to continue. And the idea that maybe her girlfriend could have stopped for good and will just wait until White comes to see her is even worse.

White aches of desperation. She truly feels the emptiness there and needs it to be satisfied. Being pushes this far only to the pleasure taken away from her is torture. White looks up at the man who is giving the presentation. He just started fielding questions from the room, answering them one by one. Eventually one of the twin bosses asks something. “In regards to figure 1.8, what is the margin of error on this? This type of data is often skewed to portray success.” Devola asks quite plainly. Not holding back where her concerns lay.

“Well actually I think White will be able to answer that best. She headed the report that figure comes from.” He says, pointing towards White. White has at this point slithered down her seat a little bit, reaching under her skirt. So she scrambles to sit properly and avoid any implications. “A-ah yes! You asked about the margin of error? Well…” White begins to explain the methodology of analysis. She does a good job even when caught off guard. There is a reason White is in the position she is. She wouldn’t have been able to maintain her standards if this was enough to frazzle her. The real added difficulty only presents itself when Jackass places a kiss right on White’s clit. Her entire body shivers. She pauses mid sentence and covers her mouth again. But she is not fast enough to block any noise from escaping. “So we found that using- AH~!” She exclaims. She darts her eyes across the room and sees everyone staring at her, slightly baffled.

“S-sorry! I-i uh felt a static shock suddenly. Ahem… By using a slightly unorthodox method…” She continues, trying to quickly sidestep the issue and pretend nothing of note happened. Luckily there aren’t many murmurs and people resume listening to her answer.

Jackass then begins to lick White's clit. Teasing around in and occasionally touching it directly for that intense abuse. White stutters occasionally as she speaks, but manages to largely appear normal. But inside her computers are heating up from the excitement. Her brain is a messy whirlwind of emotions and feelings, all things that make it quite hard to continue speaking on the efficacy of her work. Basically trying to explain in what ways she is a good employee to her bosses who have the power to replace her.

She attempts to wrap it all up, hoping desperately that her answer is satisfactory. “Hm. Alright, thank you.” Devola says, never truly showing how she feels at any given moment. “You may proceed.” she tells the presenter.

The man at the head of the table asks if there are any more questions. Another member of the team asks about some inane detail which they then begin to discuss. White slumps back in her chair, relieved that the pressure is no longer on her. She can simply joy the almost mind melting pleasure flooding into her central processing unit. Jackass runs her tongue over White's clit. She slides it down, and places another kiss on it. She dives back in and starts lightly sucking on it. White can barely sit still, she wriggles and writhes in her chair, trying her absolute best not to make a commotion.

When suddenly the lights click on and people begin to stand up. She didn’t notice the meeting wrapping up and now quickly shoots out of her chair, brushes her hair out of the way, then tries to act normally. She shakes hands and talks with her colleagues, as her legs still shiver and shake ever so slightly.

Devola and Popala quickly find White. “Well, that meeting was very informative.” Popala tells White with a smile. “Yes, thank you for that answer earlier.” Devola continues. “I think the only other thing we would like to observe is a performance review. How about that worker we met when we first arrived?” Devola suggests. “Oh yes… I believe her name was Jackass?” Popola follows up. White gets a little nervous. She wasn’t actually going to do a performance review of her. But she can improvise. It's just that it is Jackass. This is going to be the best way to tease White. But she can’t really deny them without appearing suspicious. So she sends a message to Jackass explaining the situation. Telling her to quickly return to her office. “A-alright! I will take you to her office and we will get that started then.” White says, as the slowly start making their way over. White just barely catches a glance of Jackass rushing back to her room, and hopefully stashing White’s pussy piece.

“Well her office is just here…” White says, trying to buy the few seconds that could mean everything. She knocks on the door, and is quickly let in. “Hi there White! Are you here for my performance review?” She asks, nice and natural. White is always impressed with how easily Jackass can play it cool. “Yes! The two CEOs will be here to observe.” White says, introducing the bots again. “Alright, it's all the same to me. Come on in” She says, gesturing for everyone to enter. First Devola and Popola walk in, then White quickly follows behind them. As White passes Jackass, she feels her girlfriend's hand on her ass, quickly getting a handful. Jackass grins, gripping even harder, before letting go and sitting across the table from them.

“W-well Jackass. I am sure these performance reviews are quite routine for you now.” She chuckles, her nerves still being obvious to everyone in the room. Jackass has this knowing smirk that always scares White. She is clearly planning something. “I am pulling up your file… and here we go.” White says, accessing her database to wing this review in front of the bosses. “So when it comes to productivity in work done since the last review, it has lowered a little. But it is still far beyond the expected requirement and seems to be within reasonable fluctuation numbers. Do you have any plans that could help improve productivity?” White asks as she turns her attention from the document she was reading internally to the bot sitting in front of her. “Well Ms. White…” Jackass begins, leaning forward. Her hands are in her lap under her desk. She is sitting quite close to the desk, it looks a little uncomfortable. It is only then that White realises what is going on. Suddenly she feels it.

A finger curling up inside of her pussy. Jackass didn’t put her part away, she simply hid it under her desk.

And is now playing with her as she makes direct eye contact. In front of their bosses. In this tiny room. With all attention on her. White is red with blush again. Her cheeks burning from the light of LEDs placed within. She feels her girlfriends fingers crawl inside of her. Pressing into sensitive spots that just drive her crazy.

Jackass begins to prattle off some simple explanations on how to increase her efficiency. Most of it is platitudes which are designed more to please than actually do much. But it does a good enough job at sounding convincing. She just has the most knowing, smug little smile on her face. She happily plays with White under the table.

“H-hm… thank you. That sounds good. You haven’t had any disciplinary infractions so your record is quite clean.” White says. She is just about to continue when Devola cuts her off. “Do you two have any personal relationship?” She asks. White begins silently panicking a little, and even Jackass looks a bit surprised. “O-oh no! There is no history or anything between us.” White quickly defends. Noticing Jackass fingers remain deeply plunged inside of her pussy but do suddenly stop their movement.

“W-why do you ask?” Jackass follows up. “Hm… no reason. Please continue, sorry for the interruption.” Devola apologises. There is a beat of silence as the two bots look at each other for a moment. Jackass however makes a realisation. If they are asking about their relationship, and not any specific odd behaviour right now… That means they are suspicious about their speech, not about the fun they are having. They haven’t noticed. She smiles again. White tries to ignore it, but knows Jackass won’t let her. Her fingers start to wriggle around again. Delving deeper inside of White, agonisingly being pulled out and then plunging back in again. “W-well I actually believe that will be all. Your record is quite squeaky clean, you clearly show well thought out plans to improve. A model employee” White says, as she attempts to stand up. She stumbles for a moment, her joints not moving correctly. The signals to her legs just get scrambled amongst the overwhelming torrent of pleasure signals shooting up it. So as her pleasure increases she loses control of those areas more and more.

But despite that she does manage to rise to her feet. “So we will leave you to it. I hope you have a nice r-rest of your day” White says. She can feel Jackass speed up faster and faster as she tries to leave. Teasing just around White's clit using her thumb and sliding in and out of her pussy with her fingers. “Ofcourse, thank you very much Ms. White. It was also nice to meet you two” She says to the twin redhead bots. They nod and tell her the feeling is mutual. They all file out of the room, and head back to White's office. “So, is there anything you would like to see, or is your inspection complete?” She asks, trying desperately to hold a straight face as Jackass gets more and more aggressive. Her fingers even begin to vibrate, a function that drives White absolutely wild. She sits back behind her desk and instantly slips a finger underneath her skirt again to toy with the connective pieces. While she makes direct eye contact with her bosses. She feels like a slut.

“We are happy to say that this office meets our standards and can continue as is. The people seem to respect your authority and your efficiency rates manage to top a lot of competing branches. Good job!” Popola tells her. White nervously nods in appreciation, as she feels the little jolts run through her arm from metal prongs outputting power. “Just one last thing…” Devola begins. White can feel her systems burning hotter. They aren’t overheating but it's getting almost too much to bear. Jackass is being ruthless, openly playing with her clit, even having her finger vibrate right on it.

“There have been some anonymous reports of inappropriate behaviour. Especially at high ranking branches such as yours. Would you know anything about that?” Devola asks. Just as she does, Jackass finishes White off. Using the tip of her finger, it splits and reveals a small piece within. A piece that can deliver an electrical shock. She zaps White’s electronic pussy, scrambling the signals and completely overwhelming her. “N-noo!” She almost yells as her body twitches all over. She can barely keep herself still, the feeling completely blanking her system for a moment. It takes a few seconds for her to calm down, at which point she realises how weird that seemed. “U-uh sorry I just take those kinds of things seriously. There has been nothing at my branch…” She says to the twin CEOs. They thank her for her answer, and leave.

White takes a moment to gather her thoughts. She sees a message pop up on her HUD from Jackass. “Was it thrilling?” She asks simply. White replies “You have no idea.”