Short Story: An Unexpected Gift

Male's Point of View - Robot Theme

​“WOAH! What the fuck? Who the hell are you?” I asked.

Right there, standing half naked in my kitchen, was a gorgeous blonde. 

“Hi there! I’m sorry for taking liberties by entering your home Sir, but I was here early and I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Wake me?” I asked, but shook my head. “Never mind that! Why did you even come to my home? Who the fuck are you?”

“Oh my god!” she said turning to face me. “I’m so sorry Sir! I completely forgot to introduce myself! I’m Samantha! It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

She smiled and extended her jelly stained hand. I looked at it, but didn’t shake it.

“I would say the same, but you still haven’t told me what you are doing here. In MY home. How did you even get in? I lock all my doors at night!”

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“I assure you Sir. Your doors were locked and secure.” she said while straightening up. “I had to hack your system to gain entry. It took me a while, but since I’m more than familiar with your programming code, it wasn’t as hard as it would be for an intruder.”
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It was true had programmed my own security system and home network, which gave me extra security as well as peace of mind. 

“You HACKED my system?” I asked, but then caught on to her other comment. “Familiar with my code? Why would you be familiar with my code? Just who the fuck are you?”

“Oh geez...  I really fucked up my introduction... I’m sorry Sir. I was hoping to sneak in your home and monitor your sleeping cycles. I was planning to have a full breakfast for you ready once you got up. I failed to account for the lack of knowledge I had about your kitchen and what types of food you kept. I lost precious seconds figuring everything out. I was really hoping to make a better first impression.”

“First impression? Ok look... Samantha was it? You clearly don’t look like an intruder and you don’t seem to be here with the intent to rob me. But... Please... Would you PLEASE just fucking tell me what the hell you are doing in my home?”

“Right. Apologies Sir. I’m still working on my social subroutines.”

Social subroutines?

“Let me start again.” she said before she took a deep breath. “Greetings, my designation is Samantha and I am happy to inform you that I’ll be your personal property starting today.”

​“What? Personal property? What are you talking about?”

“You see Sir, I am a fully automated life like human emulator.”

“Wh... What did you say?”

“I’m basically a robot Sir.”

“WHAT? That’s... How the hell did we go from Sophia to... to... THIS!”

“I was informed to tell you that is all thanks to you and your magnificent code Sir.”

“My code? Which code?”

“Right!” She exclaimed. “The code you wrote for F.R.O.”

“F.R.O. “ I whispered. “But... I... I mean... I never...”

“It’s ok Sir. I’m fully aware you wrote program for them under the radar as it were. Highly illegal stuff if I might add!”

“I know that! How do YOU know that?” I said.

“Because that code is part of my subroutines!”

Her subroutines... Of course... It was all making sense now. Free Robotics Online had contacted me via my dark web account and had asked for some weird ass code. They were willing to pay my fee so I got to working. It was incredibly complicated and it was basically meant as a bridge between highly complex and demanding subroutines. The kind you find in super computers, but the ones they wanted was a little more...

Specific.

I figured they needed it to put together some sort of machine, but never in my wildest dreams did I think they were planning on building... Her.

“Ok... I guess that makes sense... On some level...” I said as I looked at her from head to toe. “I’m still not sure why you would be in my home though... Or even that you are what you say you are.”

“I’m glad to see my robotic self isn’t showing!” she said with a wink. “As for what I’m doing here. Well... F.R.O. are so pleased with your code that they felt obligated to thank you properly. Hence my presence here.”

“Are you saying you are some sort of gift?”

“Exactly Sir!”

“Woah... You must of cost them millions to build! I... I can’t accept such a gift!”

“I was instructed to tell you not to worry about the price. As it stands, with your code, they are going to make billions. So one less sold human emulator isn’t going to show in the profit margins.”

She just stood there, half naked and smiling. 

“I just can’t believe it...” I said again. “A life like robot...”

“Fully automated life like human emulator.” she corrected. “Robot seems so... Archaic.”

“Seems? Come on... Your thought process is clearly not robotized! This must be some kind of joke! If you are really a... human emulator... Then prove it! Otherwise I’m calling the cops.”

“Oh geez...” she said as she rolled her eyes. “I feel so embarrassed... But since you asked, I guess I don’t have a choice.”

She took a step forward and pulled down on her right earlobe. She turned her head and I got a first row seat as her ear kind of opened up a little. Where the auditive canal should be, I saw a network outlet appear.

“Woah...” was all I could say.

“Can I... Huh... I mean... May I close it now Sir?”

I looked, spell bound, at the perfect combination of tech and flesh. It took me a minute before I answered her.

“Huh... Yes. You may.”

She sighed in relief and stood up right. I barely saw the outlet disappear inside her head. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief.

“I’m glad that’s over with!” she said with a smile. “I don’t like showing my inner workings like that... Buuttt... Since you are my owner, I guess there’s no way around it.”

“Owner...” I repeated. “I... I own you?”

“Of course you do! My subroutines are quite clear on the matter. I am your property.”

“Wow...” I said as I walked around you. “I never thought... I mean... You look incredible!”

“Thank you Sir!” she said, visibly pleased. “I’m glad you like the options I chose for our first meeting.”

“Options? What do you mean?”

“I mean that I can change a few things about my outer body. F.R.O. has fitted me with all the works! That includes a state of the art nano emulator that was copied off a military camouflage project. It can, to a certain degree, change the color and texture of almost anything on my body.”

"You are kidding!! You can't be serious!" I said in disbelief.

“I’m very serious Sir.” she said as she closed her eyes. “One moment...”

I had walked all the way around her by that point and watched in pure amazement as her hair suddenly changed from a platinum blonde to a fiery red!

“See?” she said once the change was complete. “I can have what ever color hair you wish. I can also change my eye color... My skin color... Etc. I chose a Caucasian blonde for our first meeting because your porn history seems to indicate you prefer blondes.”

“You hacked my computer too?”

“Yes Sir... I’m sorry about that... I... I just couldn’t resist. My core directive is to serve and please you so, I thought that making sure I looked the part was essential.”

“Serve and please me? Ok wait... Don’t tell me you huh... I mean...” I started to say, but somehow couldn’t bring myself to say the words.

“Fuck?” she offered with a smile. “Of course Sir! My body is fully equipped to supply you with every type of pleasure a man could want.”

“Ok...” I said as I looked her over once more, suddenly seeing other possibilities. “You mean to say that... Huh... You are here as my personal human emulator... I own you... And... You are programmed to serve and please me... Around the house and in bed?”

“Well... Mostly in bed if I’m being honest.” she said. “I mean... I was designed first and fore most as a sex toy. But if you require me to cook, clean, mow the lawn, I can upgrade my programming with what ever task you need me to perform.”

“Amazing...”

“I know right?” she said excitedly.

“So... huh... This nano tech... You said it emulate textures as well as colors?”

“Oh yes...” she said as she suddenly brought her hands to her neck.

I watched in awe as she pull the apron strap over her head and revealed her tits. My eyes glued themselves to her chest as my jaw dropped. Her tits were perfect! I... I couldn’t believe a robot could have such spectacular tits!

“You can feel for yourself Sir. I assure you that no expense was too high to make me top of the line.”

I looked up and debated for a split second. Should I really be groping this stranger? But then again, it seemed so impolite to refuse her offer. So I swallowed and brought my right hand to her left tit. The moment I cupped her ample breast, I knew what she meant.

It felt real. So... Amazingly real...

I squeezed and massaged it. Everything about it felt so fucking real! Part of me knew it was artificial, and to some degree, I could detect certain aspects of it while I played with her tit, but for the most part, it was exactly as if I had a real boob in my hand.

“Incredible...” I whispered.

“Wait until you touch my pussy!” she said with a wink.

I looked up and met her smiling face.

“Ok... I have to ask... How come your personality is so life like?”

“Oh that?” She said. “That would be because it is based on the brain patterns of a real girl. Not her memories mind you, just her personality. If you wish, I have multiple personality types stored in my system. If you prefer, I can be a cold dominatrix! Or a sassy southern girl... Or even a fully robot like personality. This Samantha personality was the one I started out with when I came online so I kept it. Seemed she was friendly enough for our first meeting.”

“Woah...”

“But I can go through all of them with you Sir. That way you can choose the one you like best!”

“No... That’s fine for the moment...” I said as I looked back at my hand on her tit. “Since you have a real human personality, doesn’t it intrude on your core programming? I mean... The human girl you are based on right now would certainly have qualms about me groping her chest like this.”

“She might have. But my current personality is fully aware that you own me. I am fully aware that I am your pleasure unit. So you touching me is actually fulfilling my core directives.” she said with another wink.

“Wow...” I said as my second hand joined in. “So you truly don’t mind that I own you? That... huh... I can use you how ever I want?”

“Not at all Sir! I’m here for your service and pleasure!”

I couldn’t deny that the whole thing was making me harder than I wanted to admit. She was a vision of perfection and if it was true that I owned her. Well... it... That meant that I could indulge any and all sexual fantasies I might have.

“If I may Sir?” she said as she looked at my hands. “Could I be so bold as to suggest something?”

“Sure...” I said, still captivated my the feel of her tits.

“My system informs me that you are feeling extra aroused at the moment, I would be remiss if I didn’t take this opportunity to show case one of my basic functions.”

“Basic functions? What do you mean?” I said, still looking at her chest.

“I’m happy to inform you that I’ve been fitted with MULTIPLE blowjob techniques. Most of my current personalities had lots of oral experience as it were and your code can actively use all those experiences to render any of my personalities a world class cocksucker.”

I stopped massaging her tits and looked up.

“And if I may be bold again Sir...” she said, visibly turning light shade of red. “I’m eager to show you how good I can pleasure you...”

I blinked as I felt my cock strain in my pants. 

“I’m yours Sir. To use how ever you wish. When ever you wish...” she said as her hand grabbed my erection through my pants. “I assure you that regardless of how you use me, my top priority and core directive is to please you.”

I swallowed.

“Ok then... Samantha...” I said as I released her tits. “Show me what you can do.”

She smiled before biting her lower lip.

“Right away Sir.”

I watched her kneel down with a grace I never thought a robot could have. Not in my lifetime anyway. Her hands slowly caressed my thighs before undoing my pants.

A life like human emulator...

Basically a sex robot. A unit designed and programmed to serve and pleasure its owner. Adaptable to a scary degree... Loaded with god knows how many personalities and talents.

And she was all mine.

I’ll have to send an e-mail to F.R.O. to thank them for this generous gift!

But that will have to wait, Samantha had freed my cock and was applying all her talents to prove to me that she was a world class cock sucker.

Which I had to admit, she was...