Pussy-tune up

Cindy lays on the padded Ripper Doc table. The upholstery is already torn and ripped in some places. This is not the highest class repair shop in night city, far from it. But it is exactly the kind of place for a prostitute like her to frequent. She is completely naked, and the fake leather is a little rough on her butt. Though she doesn’t mind one bit. She is more than used to it.

Finally, the doc walks in. “Sorry, I had to go grab my tools. I left them in my room after some self maintenance last night.” She explains. “Hehe all I need for my self maintenance are these two fingers~” Cindy jokes as she throws her pointer and middle finger in the air. “Of course you do sweetie.” The doc almost sighs as she replies.

The ripperdocs name is Adrienne. She has short black hair with muted purple highlights. Dark eyeliner and eyeshadow obscures her eyes, which have been modded to be an inky black. She wears matching black clothes, ripped and torn in places both deliberately and incidentally as time goes on. She wears fishnet arm braces and steel toed boots. Most of her body appears quite normal, but her hands are an exposed metal. Each little ridge and joint within them on proud display. She pulls a cart filled with tools and mechanical pieces up close to Cindy. Then she reaches over and grabs her desk chair, which she swivels into place and takes a seat.

Cindy is on quite the opposite end of the aesthetic spectrum. She usually wears skimpy and pink outfits, matching her long bright pink hair. In fact she has one of those on the ground next to her, which she had just stripped out of. It was a pair of bright pink booty shorts, and a shiny chrome pink top. That, alongside her underwear, is bundled up and laying bare on the concrete. But now Cindy is wearing nothing, and is ready to be worked on.

“You know you don’t need to be totally naked for this. I am just working on your sex module, not your chest or anything.” Adrienne tells her again. “I know! I just feel more comfortable in the nude. Not to mention I like to be seen~” Cindy replies with a corresponding giggle. “Of course you do.” Adrienne sighs, as she glances over at her client.

Cindy is a recurring customer for Adrienne. She has seen her fair share of sex workers over the years, but most of them have some sort of in-house mechanic that can do all the repairs and maintenance for them. But Cindy is one of the few completely freelance girls who still gets a good amount of work. She would make way more money by joining up with an organisation, which is why so many others choose to do that. But She prefers the autonomy of solo employment. Not that it bothers Adrienne, she is happy to have the paying customer. But Cindy seems to need this work done more often than not. Adrienne isn’t sure if this machine ever stops fucking. She glances down at the woman's exposed pussy. “You washed up before this, right?” She asks her. “Of course Addy! I won’t forget ever again, promise!” Cindy says. “Are you really going to stick with that nickname?” Addrienne follows up.

“Yup! I think it’s cute. What, don’t you like it?” Cindy asks. Adrienne just brushes the question off, choosing not to reply.

“Alright, well it sounds like you are ready to go. This was just a regular retuning right?” The ripper doc asks. “Well mostly. But I have been having some connection issues which are super weird. Never had that before.” She describes. “Hmm… Alright, that sounds worth investigating. First, let’s just get it removed and I will give it a look.” Adrienne responds as she pulls some gloves over her hands. She chose to have mechanical hands for a number of reasons, but when handling delicate pieces she usually needs a little bit of padding. Even the almost paper thin doctor’s gloves do the trick though.

Cindy eagerly spreads her legs for the woman before her. Adrienne walks up to her, places her arm down on the seat by Cindy’s stomach and leans in. “It’s a shame I will only see you between my legs when you are working on me~” Cindy says with a flirtatious tone. “Is that so?” Adrienne simply states, focusing holistically on the work before her. With her other hand she reaches towards Cindy’s pussy. She presses down on the girls pubic region, right above her privates. She does so for a short while until suddenly she can feel a click. Then the pussy disconnects. It juts out of its slot by just a centimetre. Revealing the seam along her pelvis and between her thighs where it can be removed. The artificial skin parting to allow viewing of the metal and electronics beneath. “SEX MODULE PIECE EJECTED. WOULD YOU LIKE TO UNREGISTER THE DEVICE?” Cindy suddenly bursts out. But it is not her voice speaking. Instead it is her computer's administrative code. Her monotone and dull delivery indicates the lack of humanity behind her words. “Nah! God I wish I could just shut that whole thing off!” CIndy whines, resuming her normal voice. Ignoring Cindy’s little internal dispute, Adrienne grabs hold and takes the whole piece out.

It forms a sort of onahole shape. There are a couple of exposed metal prongs for registering connections to Cindy’s body. There is only a small patch of artificial skin right on the front, where it would be exposed. Inside is a silicone mold designed for pleasuring dicks as much as possible. All sorts of ridges, bumps and texture like that. The other side that is usually nestled inside of her is less visually attractive. Instead it is a lot of sleek metal, messy cables, mechanical components, all sorts of things that make her pussy tick. There are some small metal pieces that are used to click the pussy into place. However the bulk of the metal is shaped to be held with relative ease, which makes Adrienne's job a little easier.

She gives it a closer look and can already see some problems. “Jeez, you really put this thing through some abuse, huh?” Adrienne remarks. “Oh yeah, I like it rough and guys are usually happy to oblige~” Cindy says with a coy smile.

Adrienne focuses on the piece in her hand, partly ignoring the constant teases and flirts from Cindy. “Hm… I think one of the hinges is bent. That might be causing the connectivity issue you were having. Might be a pretty easy fix.” Adrienne announces. “Ah wonderful!” Cindy says. Adrienne grabs one of her tools, and starts futzing with the piece. A part of the metal is out of place, forced into it from physical stress. It isn’t the most precise process, but sometimes her job requires a bit of brute strength. In the meantime, Cindy is more than distracted. Usually she gets super bored during check ups like this. She finds it absolutely agonizing, and ends up becoming incredibly chatty.

Adrienne doesn’t mind Cindy, but she can get pretty intense very quickly. So she always leaves a little something for Cindy to occupy herself for a moment. Cindy holds a small hand mirror between her legs and inspects the cavity that resides there. Her entire pubic region is opened up, and now all the grey metal, shiny steel, and multi-coloured cables lining all of it. The inside of her body is densely packed. But she can still see through small gaps and holes within all of the dense mechanics. Allowing further glimpses of her computers, of her steel skeleton, of the dazzling collection of LED lights on motherboards, whirring fans and everything else. Her body is the best form of dangling keys that Adrienne could ask for.

It provides her just enough time to get the hinges looking right and ready. “Ok, let's give this a try then.” Adrienne tells Cindy as she turns back to face the machine. Cindy shoots up and quickly puts the little mirror away. “Ok, let me have it~” Cindy says with a cheeky grin. Adrienne knows not to give in, so she keeps stern.

Adrienne leans in, pussy in hand. She slides the part back into Cindy’s body. Cindy shivers a little, but then turns that sincere emotion into a comical moan. Adrienne can’t help but sigh. The piece meets the end of it’s slot, but it hasn’t fitted in yet. So in a moment of truth, Adrienne shoves it in and the pieces of metal she fixed comfortably click into place. “NEW DEVICE RE- CANNOT IDENTIFY DEVICE. PLEASE TRY RECONNECTING. DO NOT SUDDENLY EJECT DEV- NEW DEVICE REGISTERED. DEVICE IDENTIF- PLEASE DO NOT SUDDENLY REMOVE DEVICE.” Cindy begins blurting out. Each sentence gets instantly cut off by the next, as her computer scrambles itself. Desperately attempting to keep on top of clearly glitching hardware.

“AThat doesn’t sound good. How do you feel?” Adrienne asks. “Uh-oh.” Cindy says. “Yeah, now it isn’t connecting at all. I can’t feel anything down there.” She says as she reaches down. Cindy gently taps her privates, before suddenly shoving her fingers inside. “NEW DEVICE REGISTERED. CONNECTING… CONNECTION ATTEMPT FAILED. PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE DEVICE DURING CONNECTION PROCESS.” Her computer continues to repeat over and over.

“Crap, well that’s not good.” Adrienne says. She leans in and presses that same spot on her client's pelvis nice and hard for a few seconds until the piece disconnects. Finally shutting up the machine's insistent yelling. “Ah, it is even messing up my computer… No, this is even worse now!” Cindy cries out. “Don’t worry, I will fix it. Trust me.” Adrienne confidently declares. It does put Cindy’s heart to ease.

She brings the piece up to her face, nice and close. Though she points the explicit part of it away from her and at Cindy instead. “Hehe, it will never stop being funny seeing my pussy like that. Hi girlie~” Cindy says as she gives a little wave to her own privates.

Adrienne inspects the pieces she just fixed. “The hinge seems perfect. So I guess that must have been an incidental part of it. But then how would it get worse now that I fixed this…” Adrienne begins to mumble as she takes a seat. Her eyes begin to whir as she uses her cyber optics zoom function. The increased detail doesn’t really provide her the extra information she was hoping for. However she notices something else she overlooked. It is hard to tell visually, but one of the metal prongs seems ever so slightly removed from the main piece. It is barely half a millimetre, but it is slightly displaced. That would certainly cause issues. The metal prongs are in order to pass electrical currents through, and are incredibly important to connectivity. However they are far more delicate, and she can’t just force it into place like she did the hinge.

Instead she is going to have to take this apart to fix it. She grabs it in her lap, and peels off one of her gloves. Her now freshly exposed right hand begins to morph. Her pointer finger recedes into her hand. Within her palm, another piece moves into that slot and emerges out of her finger. Instead of a usual finger tip, it is a shifting screw tool. It is incredibly thin, and goes to a single point. But as she places it into the slot, it suddenly expands out to fill the screw’s space. “Woah, cool!” Cindy exclaims. “This is a fairly new mod. Basically the ultimate screw, it fits literally any shape or width.” Adrienne describes. Slightly proud about her new addition and happy to brag.

The piece twists with the power of an internal motor, pulling the screw out in moments. She repeats this process a few more times until a small heap of the parts have been taken out and placed on her little cart beside her. Finally she can pull the metal shell around the pussy canal apart. The steel comes apart with ease. Within is the outside part of her silicone vaginal walls, as well as a number of computer chips and boards. One of those chips is the one connected to the metal prongs. It has been partly pulled off of the board, ruining the circuit. It is only now that she can reach in easily that she can mend it. But it requires more work than she thought.

“Alright, this is manageable. But I need to go grab my soldering iron.” Adrienne says as she places the pussy next to the screws and stands up. “I will be right back, try not to touch anything.” Cindy gives a little wink. “I mean it.” Adrienne tells her, a little more sternly. Cindy straightens up a little and nods compliantly.

Adrienne then exits the room. Cindy looks around the place. She has already lost interest in looking between her legs at all the mechanics. So she starts humming to herself, tapping her feet, whistling, killing time. She is absolutely terrible at it. She grows antsy, needing to move. So she hops up from her seat. She instantly starts giggling to herself as she takes step after step. It feels quite bizarre to walk around with that piece between her legs missing. The metal has a bit more room to shift. It is a little dangerous to act normally while having such a big opening, as contaminants can find their way in. So she doesn’t go very far at all, she just wanted to stretch her legs. Instead what she does is reach out and grab her pussy piece.

She technically can remove her pieces in the comfort of her own home. But she knows she is a little danger prone, and worries about breaking it. But that doesn’t mean she can’t let curiosity win over. She pokes and prods at the front of her pussy, watching the silicone material squish in response. It is truly fascinating to watch.

Adrienne bursts back in. “I knew I couldn’t leave you alone like this. Put that down please.” She calmly declares. “S-sorry. I just get bored!” Cindy cries out as she places the pussy back down. “It is what it is. I am just glad you didn’t break anything.” Adrienne says as she sits back down in her chair. She carries a pretty small tool in her hand, shaped quite similarly to a pen.

It is a portable soldering iron. She presses a button and the tip begins to glow hot red. “I just need to mend these IC pins, and hopefully that should fix the problem.” Adrienne explains. “Oooh. Maybe I should get one of those, it looks dangerous!” Cindy cheers. Sparks begin to fly from the board as Adrienne applies the soldering iron. But she is still able to casually chat as she does so. “Of course you would like this. Knock yourself out, just means you will be lining my pockets all the sooner.” Adrienne tursely answers.

“Hmph.” Cindy replies as she crosses her arm. “You are no fun. Learn to let loose a little!” Cindy suggests. Adrienne continues to stare into the bright sparks. People used to need large masks when doing this, but luckily these robotic eyes are more than capable of handling it. “What, so I should start fucking around like you do?” Adrienne asks sarcastically. “Well, you can start with me~ My door’s always open, and you are already used to touching my pussy~” Cindy replies with a giggle. “Well then, I guess I am broadening my horizons already.” Adrienne says. She shuts the soldering iron off and inspects her work. “No need to go any further. Touching your privates should be enough, right?” Adrienne snarkily jokes.

But Cindy likes it. She has always enjoyed the little rapport she has with Adrienne. Of course she is aware of their warring personalities. But that just makes it all the more fun to push and prod and tease like this. She knows that she can get away with it. And she knows that deep down, Adrienne likes it too.

Adrienne continues to futz with the piece in her hand. Now that the soldering is done, the bulk of the fix is complete. But she still needs to fit things into place better and clean up the mess that sort of tool leaves behind. But luckily she finishes up. So Adreinne re-assembles the pussy, by putting the shell back in place and tightening it up. “Now this should be the fix. Ready to give it a try?” Adrienne asks. “Slot it in!” Cindy cheers while she pumps her fist in the air. Adrienne leans in and once again finds herself between Cindy’s legs again. She brings the pussy piece into place, and slowly slides it in. She pushes until she feels the click.

“So…?” Adrienne tentatively asks as she hovers in place. Her hand mere centimetres away from Cindy’s pussy. “NEW DEVICE REGISTERED. CONNECTING… CONNECTING…” Cindy blurts out. Adrienne waits tentatively as the computer does it’s work. “SEX MODULE PAIRED. RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS… LOADING… 3 ERRORS FOUND.” Her computer informs Adrienne. She cusses as she hears this. “Well… At least we got it to connect this time.” Adrienne mutters to herself as Cindy comes back to consciousness. “Looks like there is more work to do!” Cindy cheers. “That’s right. Mind giving me that list of errors?” Adrienne asks. “Sure! Alright it says… The first is an error of sensitivity mismanagement… Next is one of the suspension… And finally it says there’s a breach in the insulation wall. I don’t really know what any of that means, sorry!” Cindy apologies.

“It’s fine. I do. Adrienne replies. “Oh but I did get sensitivity mismanagement, does that mean it won’t feel as good?” Cindy asks as she reaches down and pokes her folds. The moment her finger makes contact, she instantly throws her head back and squeals in pleasure. “OH FUCK STICK IT IN ME PLEASE~!” She moans at the top of her lungs, completely shocking Adrienne. Once she pulls back her finger, Cindy takes a second to collect herself. “S-sorry. My auto-response kicked in, that was just way too intense…” She tells the doc, dazed and confused.

“I guess I can safely mark that as hyper sensitivity mismanagement then…” Adrienne notes. “Though I am not sure if that’s a hardware or software issue. I guess I will start with the other two then.” She mutters.

“Yeah sounds like a-” Cindy begins. Adrienne leans right in and presses down. Her increasing comfort with the machine allows for her breach of personal boundaries like this without even missing a beat. Cindy doesn’t mind at all. In her opinion, she barely even has personal space. She is designed for and addicted to physical intimacy with others. So when Adrienne reaches out and disconnects her pussy once again, she doesn’t even flinch. Though it does cut off her sentence. “SEX MODULE DISCONNECTED. PLEASE DO NOT SUDDENLY REMOVE DEVICE WITHOUT EJECTING FIRST.” Her computer announces. “God, I know this machine better than it knows itself. Removing without ejection doesn’t matter.” Adrienne says to herself.

“Really? Then why does my system keep warning me every time?” Cindy asks. “Cuz if you do it while your system is loading or downloading something it can sometimes cause a problem.” Adrienne explains as she pulls the pussy piece out of Cindy’s body and inspect it once again.

“Hm, I need to take this apart again.” Adrienne sighs. In an exact repetition of the previous time, she pulls a number of screws out of the metallic shell once more. Once the pieces are separated, she then gives the same scrutiny she had given the outside. It is only then she notices the suspension problem that had completely missed her before. “Oh I see. Jeez, you really do go hard to break this. It’s literally here to prevent this kind of damage.” Adrienne marvels.

“Ah, right… That might be from last week. I kinda pushed my limits a bit. Had a train ran on me for like a full day.” Cindy says. She nearly drools in memory of that sexual delight gauntlet. “Damn. Well honestly, I guess I have to respect it. Just be a bit more careful next time, and come right to me rather than putting this off.” Adrienne tells her. “If this was a fresh break I could fix it in a minute. But because you used it without the suspension working, it will require a bit more. It probably caused all the other issues too.” Adrienne begins to drone on.

“Oopsies…” Cindy stutters out. “It will be fine. Trust me.” Adrienne assures her, though her expression remains as grim as before. The suspensions are small shock braces. They prevent her body from feeling the entire power of those pounding her. One of those new innovations that could make love making all the more intense, all the more safe, and all the more thrilling.

The pieces are small piston-like metal pieces that usually latch onto the metal shells from the inside. Holding the actual silicone pussy in the air. Acting as shock braces. One of the four pieces has snapped, and two of the others were notably bent. Luckily, that means it isn’t too bad. Adrienne instantly begins tinkering with it, fixing the bent pieces before she moves on to the completely broken off one.

In the meantime, Cindy is once again left alone to her own devices. Bored and facing a long stretch of nothingness before her. However, something nags at her in a way she can’t quite ignore like she had before. After touching herself with that increased hypersensitivity, her systems are in overdrive. She is hard wired to need more and more after getting a little taste of that sexual rush. So something that intense basically shocked her system into becoming even more of a needy slut than usual. But she can’t touch herself, someone else has a firm hold of her disconnected pussy. Instead, facing no other options, she looks down at her small but perky breasts. Each nipple proudly standing on end, stiffened up by the excitement. Her system adjusts the rigidity of her nipple components after receiving the sexual input data. The effect is far more severe for her as a robot than any human would experience. That exaggeration of reality built into her mechanical body shows itself constantly.

She reaches up and gently brushes her right nipple. It causes her whole body to shiver, and she lets out a little quiet yelp. Cindy is surprised that Adrienne doesn’t look over at her. Far too engrossed in the little project in her hands. So Cindy allows herself to go much further. She grasps her nipples with her fingers and pinches. Twisting and pulling them. She then mixes in some proper gropes. Grabbing the whole of her breasts and squeezing. She is physically incapable of keeping her voice down. Her computer does it involuntarily. But it is not as if she would want to censor herself. She doesn’t care at all.

This time she certainly receives the attention of Adrienne. She doesn’t speak out against the prostitute on her chair. But the silent staring communicates her feelings just as well. “Ah~! W-what~? Should a girl hold herself back~” Cindy says between all of her moans and whimpers. “F-fuck! God it feels so good babe~!” Cindy moves out. Anytime she feels pleasure, she blurts out moaning audio files automatically. Her sex-bot programming is built around it. But on top of moans and whimpers, she also has many pre-written lines of dialogue to say to her partner. Though she speaks just the same even when performing self pleasure like she is now. So despite the extent of her masturbation amounting to some teasing of her breasts, she instantly transforms into a moaning porn star.

Adrienne powers on despite this. Rendering metal back into place, and force it to function once more. She uses her solder, she uses her hand, she uses a number of other appliances on her cart of mechanics. But the escalating moans, squeals and whimpers coming from her client dig into her head. Eating away at her focus.

“Ah~! F-fuck… Oh it feels so good~” Cindy calls out. Adrienne is unsure to what extent Cindy is yelling just to get her attention, or she is just obeying her programming. In truth, Cindy is barely thinking about anything. She doesn’t consider if she could fight her code to quiet down a bit and allow Adrienne to work in peace. Nor does she even think about her usual mischievous desire to tease and toy with the brick wall of a woman before her.

Instead she is just losing herself in a pre-progammed need for pleasure. Allowing all else to fall to the side. Only interrupted when she notices Adrienne standing over her. That stone cold expression so perfectly chiseled onto your face. “AH~! God I- um… H-hello?” She mutters as her eyes open to meet Adrienne’s. “If you want this to take longer, that’s fine by me. But it will cost you extra.” Adrienne simply states. “Well… Maybe I can repay you in a different way~” Cindy retorts, as she seductively spreads her legs open. Much to Cindy’s surprise, It seems Adrienne moves towards that special place with strong intent. “Finally taking me up on my offer? You naughty g-” Cindy starts. “NEW DEVICE REGISTERED. CONNECTING… CONNECTING… SEX MODULE PAIRED. RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS… LOADING… 2 ERRORS FOUND.” The administrative computer voice escapes past Cindy’s lips. Stopping her in the middle of her sentence and rattling off the same pairing speech like she has done so many times.

Cindy realises Adrienne was not actually getting interested, but rather getting into position to shoved the repaired pussy back into place. In her sex fueled haze, she hadn’t seen Adrienne put the pieces all back together. “So? Seems like it worked then!” Adrienne says with triumph. A sort of smug smile grows on her face.

“Why don’t you test it out?” Adrienne asks with the smallest bit of enthusiasm she is capable of. “W-well… I don’t think that’s a good idea. I don’t know if I can handle it until we deal with the sensitivity problem. “Ah, that makes sense.” Adrienne says. She puts her hand up to her chin and thinks quite intensely on the issue. The line between software and hardware blurs as time goes on. Her job as a ripperdoc is also quite the nebulous position itself. Partly dabbling in both areas.

“Well first I can check your pussy’s motherboard to see if there is a physical problem. If not we may have to delve into your code but I would definitely prefer not to. It’s not my area of expertise.” Adrienne explains. Cindy nods her head along with what she says, but doesn’t really absorb or understand any of it.

Adrienne is more perceptive than Cindy is, and does realise the girl isn’t following along at all. “Don’t worry, let’s just get this thing out of you.” Adrienne says as she pokes down on the hidden button and the pussy is removed. “SEX MODULE DISCONNECTED. PLEASE DO NOT SUDDENLY REMOVE DEVICE WITHOUT EJECTING FIRST.” Her computer announces once more.

Quickly Adrienne resumes her work. She has become increasingly adept at switching out her finger for the screwhead and taking apart the metal encasing. She holds the piece gently and looks at the computer chip. She sees the remnants of her welding job she was so proud of before. Thinking that might be the culprit, she zooms in on it but to no avail. Nothing suggests it would cause any sort of glitched result.

Though eventually she does discover something. The tiniest little speck of some pink powder-like substance. Adrienne scraps it off, only to reveal a little bit more underneath. Then it hits her. “Wait, is this glitter?” Adrienne asks. “Glitter? What, that sparkly stuff?” Cindy asks, with a sincerely confused expression on her face. “No, the drug.” Adrienne follows up. Turning her head to the machine. “Oh shit. I have never taken it but some of my clients have before we did stuff. Should I be worried?” Cindy quickly retorts.

“Hmm…” Adrienne wanders to herself. “No, I think it should be fine, but it is likely causing a problem for sure.” She says. Adrienne continues to scrape off and work the chip. Surprised by how deeply the glitter seemed to stain the chip. These drugs aren’t just substances that affect the biological mind. They are designed to affect digital consciousness. They can interface with hardware, and that is likely what has happened here.

“I can make this work, it’s not as bad as it seems.” Adrienne expresses. “Hm… I guess I will need to be more careful in the future. I think the guy who took it spent like an hour eating out my pussy. Probably happened then.” She thinks out loud.

Adrienne finishes up. “Hm… I am not sure I can do any more than this, but there still might be a bit of an effect. We will just have to see.” She mutters, before she turns back to Cindy. “Ready?” Adrienne asks. She gets an emphatic nod from Cindy.

She reaches down and puts the piece back into place. Perfectly slotting in between Cindy’s spread legs. “SEX MODULE PAIRED.” She cheers out like usual. “RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS… LOADING… 2 ERRORS FOUND.”

Adrienne scoffs. “Well, it's still worth a try. Wanna…” Adrienne starts before sighing. “Wanna try touching yourself?” She asks with a bit of a defeated tone. Looking into Cindy, with the biggest, evil grin on her face. “Oh so you want me to put on a show? Anything for you babe~” Cindy says with her textbook smile. Adrienne doesn’t want to let her win. Though she knows that regardless of her response, it is basically guaranteed to be a victory for Cindy. So she stays quiet and grimaces as the girl giggles to herself.

Finally Cindy turns her attention back onto herself and reaches down. She is careful, slow. Anticipating the overwhelming gut punch of sensitivity she experienced before. Once her finger finally makes cautious contact, she jumps ever so slightly. “Ah~! Ah… It is more intense than it should be, but way better than before…” Cindy states. She slowly ventures further and further. Letting her finger run along the length of her slit. Increasing in both pace and intensity.

“Hm…” Adrienne wonders. “I think I could try scraping a bit more off, though I am worried about damaging it.” She explains. “Although… I don’t think you seem to mind it like this very much.” Adrienne says with a smirk. Observing as Cindy loses track of her surroundings and becomes increasingly interested in self pleasure. The sardonic comment snaps her out of the trance. She isn’t really capable of embarrassment, but she can still understand that there is a time and a place. So with a blush, she spreads her legs and allows Adrienne the room to retrieve her pussy once more.

She reaches down, and holds the button down. As Adrienne does so, she can feel the warmth ever so slightly emanating from Cindy’s crotch. Her body is fully activated and ready for sex. It really seems like that touching got to her.

“SEX MODULE DISCONNECTED. PLEASE DO NOT SUDDENLY REMOVE DEVICE WITHOUT EJECTING FIRST.” She says in staggering contrast to her overall demeanour. Though she returns back to it once her system releases its grip on her. “I can’t believe how much this little speck of glitter is affecting me…” Cindy admits, a little less full of energy as usual. She is preoccupied. Haunted by the spectre of pleasure. “Aww, not so talkative now, are you? I didn;t think you would fold to just a little bit of excitement.” Adrienne teases.

“O-oh yeah? I would like to see you try to handle that!” Cindy retorts. “And you never will~” Adrienne simply says, shutting the woman down. Instead she focuses on the last issue to resolve. Something nice and easy too, just a breach within the vaginal wall’s material.

Once more, all the pieces are removed until just the electronics and the silicone remain. Due to the nature of the material, it is basically impossible to spot the breach visibly. Instead Adrienne runs her finger alongside the outer wall until she feels part of it give in more than it should. A small hole has been made in the otherwise resilient synthetic wall.

Adrienne stands up and looks to the wall beside her. A number of compartments and storage blocks hang there. She rummages through a couple, pussy still in one hand. Until finally she pulls out a packaged sheet of replacement synthetic flesh. The patch is pretty painless. One of the easiest things that Adrienne has to do. Routine work for a ripperdoc, even if this specific location is a little more sensitive than usual.

Cindy watches as Adrienne takes the material, cuts it up into small enough sections. She then tapes onto the hole, and attaches it around the sides. Doing so with a much lighter soldering setting. Melting the material down into place until it is fused with the rest of her pussy. Adrienne spends a little time cleaning up the patch, making sure it doesn’t stick out or cause any problems.

“Well… I think that should be the last issue dealt with!” Adreinne says with a little triumph in her voice. “Ready to plug it back in?” She asks. “Absolutely!” Cindy excitedly replies. Adrienne puts all of the components back together until she holds the steel encased pussy in her hand.

She reaches over, and places the butt of the piece in Cindy’s slot. Adrienne pauses for half a second, until she shoves it in. Clicking once it finds its place. “SEX MODULE PAIRED.” “RUNNING DIAGNOSTICS… LOADING… DIAGNOSTICS CHECK COMPLETED. NO ERRORS WERE FOUND.” Her computer coldly states. But soon Cindy’s expression returns from robotic stiffness to her personally driven programming. “Awesome! Thank you so much Adrienne, you are a lifesaver!” She says with a smile. “No worries at all. I will send you the bill tonight.” Adrienne tells her as she moves the cart of tools out of the way.

“Alright, I am gonna head it right away then.” Cindy says. “Got an appointment in an hour.” She explains as she quickly throws her on her clothing. Adrienne laughs. “Jeez you are going to put it to the test that quickly? Well… Have fun~” Adrienne tells her. She waves as she watches Cindy leave.

Adrienne sits at her desk. After throwing her doctor’s gloves in the trash, she starts polishing her set of tools. Right as she switches on her computer to do some administrative work, she hears her door open. “R-ripper doc? I need help!” A feminine voice calls out for. Adrienne didn’t have any appointments, and it is well out of the open visitation hours. But she knows in a part of town like this, there is always a possibility for someone randomly bursting through the door.

She sighs and makes her way over. Adrienne finds two women. One is unconscious, barely held up by the other. The damaged offline one is wearing quite a fancy dress. There is a large gash in her upper arm. It is hard to see from the angle Adrienne is looking from, but the woman also has an expensive looking exposed metallic back. Her long brunette hair reaches down her chest, and ends in blue tips. The other is quite nondescript. With a shorter black bob-cut, and dressed in quite boring jeans and a t-shirt.

“She just collapsed in my taxi begging for a ripperdoc! You were the closest I could find.” The woman describes. “I don’t know if she is going to get any worse… or if she can be brought back.” She says. Adrienne can see this is pretty serious, but isn’t quite the lost cause the woman might be worried about.

“Alright… Lay her down on the table. I’ll see what I can do.” Adrienne says, as she pulls her cart back over into its place and pulls her gloves back on.