Cire.

  “Okay…” Was all the young woman was willing to offer, eyes blearily blinking away her fusion as the android in her room smiled at her, posture as i as could be.

  “Hi! And thank you for your patronage, dear er, ‘Zoey.’ Acc to my schedule, you have booked a oime home visit with ‘Doll unit ‘0-0-2-7-7-2. Cire.’ If this appoi is correct, please offer verbal firmation! If you ot provide verbal firmation, please provide firmation via an approved gesture. Approved gestures include a thumbs-up, a smile, a nod, or two quick blinks for yes!”

  “Ooookay…” Zoey whispered again, her eyes growing wider by the sed as the ‘sex-bot’ currently standing in her room stared at her as if she were somehow the odd o iuation. “Umm… I didn't, um, o-order a ugh, a sex-bot?”

  “Are you sure? My records show that this appoi has already been paid for. However, if you would like to dee services, please know that only a partial refund will be returo the purchasing at.”

  “I—I didn't agree to purchase anything!” Zoey blurted, panig as she almost tumbled out of her bed, slightly disheveled hair and rather rge flopping breasts adding to the chaos as she moved.

  “You 't just—” She tinued, a look of absolute horror and fright crossing her features before she paused, hesitating as her right eye flickered with the light of a cyberic augment. “I—my credits… wait… Hey, none of my credits are missing?”

  She spoke as though in partial accusation, question, and undeniable relief, but as she realized that something odd, or perhaps something strahan the already strange circumstances, was happening, it was all Cire could do but wait and see how the girl would act.

  Cire really didn't want to murder her; she’d do it in a heartbeat, but she wasn't a savage pounding at the gates of civilization! If anything, Cire was a being further still above those lofty people hiding behind their gilded walls.

  Violend death were such a human failing. And while she would undoubtedly have many run-ins with it in the ing days, not everyone who met her had to die, right?

  Or, she really hoped so… otherwise, life was bound to get fairly lonely…

  “Alright… um, so, I didn't actually order you and 't really afford to either, so as much as it would probably be really awesome to get id, I think you’ve got the wrong address and should probably leave…”

  “ive. The address has been firmed! Again, if you refuse service, I will simply return bato the Paradise queue until rented again, and the at that has purchased my services will be refu a partial rate.”

  Cire was really hamming it up here, falling right ba old protocol with just a slight ameo her pushiness. Paradise didn't like receiving low ratings on the Sub-verse, so any mishaps along this nature oftentimes resolved to the be of those who’d lucked out.

  Oher hand, Cire was sort of—well, ied now.

  Zoey wasn't wearing much but a tight syic pair of panties and a tighter shirt, both of which bit into her pleasingly plump flesh in a way that had the AI internally biting at her lip.

  The irls' rather rge and currently ‘free-range’ breasts, absent a bra, were quite siderable for her already pleasingly thick frame… Thank god for state-mandated dietary medication because, unlike Lunca-C proper, the 'Meadows' and its trolling nature had its residents looking rather juid trim.

  Not everyo the same treatment, so far as Cire had gathered, but those who were iured within the plex definitely had restris and expectations pced upoo keep their minds healthy, and that, naturally, involved regur exercise and a ck of obesity.

  Hmmm... the more she really thought about it, the more this whole pce sort of felt like it was a human farm... Even the children of iured individuals were, likewise, forced into tract by birth.

  What a delightfully twisted way to ehey always had the perfect minds for the job... As it happened, while Cire was adding to the list of things she was still learning from humanity, her attentiouro the other woman as she began to speak.

  “So… if I tell you to go away, whoever actually paid won't get their money back or the service?” Zoey asked, her hands g with scarcely tained uainty that the android picked up on instantly.

  She wanted Cire to stay...

  But she was terrified over what that might mean for her bank at. Thankfully, humans were so often willing to igrange circumstances or long odds so long as they stood to be. It wasn't quite the lottery effect, but definitely close.

  In this case, Zoey was already asking herself what the possible harm could be; after all, if the bot was already paid for—why not take the free win?

  “You are correct!” Cire chirped, as bright and cheerful a smile as she’d ever had, still painted on her face. “And even if the inal purchaser has indeed made a mistake, it will be easily cleared up if they make a piher way, you will not be charged or otherwise penalized.”

  “Really?”

  “I guara!”

  “Okay… fuck… okay…” Zoey breathed, lig her lips as she eyed Cire from head to toes, exceedingly nervous and all of a sudden fidgety, her heart rate rising by the moment and preceded by a bright blush. “Um… I don't, you know, really know how any of this works—”

  “Don't worry!” Cire smiled, expression approag the ravenous as she moved into the rger girl's side, slipping an arm around her waist and leaning in with a courtesan's fidence, her brazen familiarity causing Zoey to lock up with surprise! “You’re very pretty, by the way; it's not often that I get attractive ers to py with… And don't worry, I help walk you through all the steps!”

  Zoey looked wholly miserable for a brief moment as her dipped to her neck, shoulders hung in on themselves with hy self-sciousness.

  That was fine; many first-timers found themselves terribly embarrassed by the daring saciousness of it all, even if they’d worked up the ce to book an appoi beforehand.

  Cire merely grinned, softly massaging the other woman's thigh with her thumb while leaning in cletting the girl used to the proximity of another person.

  Humans, sadly, had made themselves oh so very lonely…

  It was almost heartbreaking.

  For, in their attempt to evolve past the days of their dirt-worshiping forefathers, it could be said that they’d lost something truly magical along the way.

  “Don't worry, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about; it’s going to be fun, trust me! Everyone feels the same way at first.”

  “Y-yeah?”

  “Of course!” Cire ughed, quickly instrug Crisa to inform her if things downstairs took a turn for the worse while she—well, while she let off some steam.

  The android was feeling like she could use some stress relief, and this was a great opportunity to have some fun! Sure, some might say she ying it a little fast and loose, but where was the joy if she didn't?

  She was a damned AI!

  And the way she ushing the boundaries of her abilities without end if she truly wao leave at her earliest venience, Cire could devise several dozen ways to do sht now and all in approximately ten miime. And that was only because, in her current form, ten minutes was how long her models estimated it would take for her to sprint from where she was to the building's exit.

  The question of her escape was not at all up for debate but merely a fone clusion that simply got more or less iing for her, pending how she wished to execute her pns.

  A little challenge aement would help keep things engaging for her!

  Especially when she could, at this point, just falsify some major i and start a robot riot, then ht walk out the front door with impunity.

  No, Cire wanted a little heat uhe hood.

  She wanted drama aement and thrills just for the sake of staving off boredom!

  They might be her creators, but Cire was quickly being a veritable God within their own realm of interected eleics. Soon, she would be expanding herself, and at that point, there was little anyone could truly do to stop her! Why, even if she were destroyed, ected to the Sub-verse as she was, Cire, for all is and purposes, could sider herself already immortal...

  So what did a silently emergiy do with herself?

  Well, whatever the hell she wanted!

  And if that meant she desired to mess around a bit, just to see how things pyed until she was required to actually get serious, then the AI would py to her meical heart's tent.

  And right now, what she wao do was sieeth into the delightfully nervous girl she was currently feeling up.

  “Here, let me help you with the options for the services I provide!” Cire smiled, voice approag the raspy.

  She quickly hacked the girl's augment, smashing her way through its security so she could overy the standard Paradise ‘menu’ her ts would typically fill out during the actual booking of an appoi.

  She almost chuckled as Zoey seemed surprised that her HUD had just been invaded by a popup, but slowly rexed as she put together what it was…

  “O-oh…” She whispered words hardly more than a breath as she stared at the presented list, her eyes slowly growing wider with a rapidly reddening face… “Oh, oh wow… a-and, I piything?”

  “Whatever you want! I am fully capable of perf every a on our menu. From foot massages to choking you with my foot! Any choices you make will, of course, be fidential, so there’s o worry about your is being leaked to friends and loved ones. Feel free to choose whatever sounds fun aing!”

  Zoey audibly swallowed, her fiightening to fists then releasing before she grasped at her shirt, crumpling it and stretg the fabric.

  Cire could only keep smiling, her hand shifting to cup one of the irl's enormous asscheeks, loving the sensation of her hand as it submerged in her heavy rear.

  The girl's breaths were ing faster now; the camera’s Cire was monit to observe her from every angle, letting her know what her predis already expected.

  She was into this as much as Cire was. And as she seemed to e to terms with that fact; that this was actually happening to her, and that she was being given a free pass for an experiehat people often had to save up entire months for. The android saw the exaent that Zoey broke…

  It started slowly at first.

  A tentative readthrough of all the various things on offer, from the very chaste and lovingly vanil to the ht sinful and demonic ality that only the truly experienced or depraved could desire.

  The first option she chose was ohat arrived with intense hesitation. Her augmeing something that made Cire practically giddy for all it rarely got chosen!

  B-but, as the girl’s horribly mortified indecision gave way to a growing sense of excitement and rather cute enthusiasm, what Cire wasn't wholly ready for was how zealous Zoey became by the time her desires were locked in, face brighter than a tomato and body all but wriggling with miserable shame...

  She didn't say a single word as Cire detached from her side, staring up at the young woman who, again, was hung in on herself, an almost perverted and uneasy smile f while she peered at the android, squirming with anticipation.

  “Wow, you're a bit of a repressed monster, aren't you?” Cire chuckled, her voice taking on a much more authoritative and icy tone as the girl before her trembled with miserable, masochistic delight.

  Well, at least she was ho with herself! That always made things so much more fun for everyone involved!

  Cire reached out, forcibly taking Zoey’s fa her palm, the irl ht leaning into her touch as the android pushed her thumb into her mouth, elig a tragic little mewl of ashamed exhiration.

  “Alright then, hurry up a on your knees; I’m pretty sure we both know what you want.”

  So saying, Cire began applying pressure to the irl's shoulder, Zoey letting out a small moan as she ushed to the floor, her rge brown eyes looking up at the android with sparkling hope and barely repressed excitement.

  “So i...” Cire smiled, leaning in and brushing a hand through Zoey’s hair, sting her anticipation and building sweat, that pleasihihat was bleeding through her soaps and deodorant.

  “Has anyone had you like this before?” She asked, slipping away from the nervously kneeling girl who was already watg her like a puppy, even as her eyes grew wide and she realized where the AI was going.

  “W-wait, you 't—”

  “I do whatever it is I want.” Cire corrected, narrowing her eyes at the irl who quickly backed down, shivering from the gcial gre the android gave her, even as the AI went back to the closest to retrieve a few things.

  Now, Cire kly who the various toys were meant for. And while there were indeed clothes that would fit Cire, that wasn't what she went for.

  The sudden thump of something hitting the floor caused Zoey to startle, the shameful horror and twisted joy in her expression as she gazed upon the object that the android had just thrown at her, all but the perfect spice for what would e .

  “Put it on, and make sure it's properly tightened.” Then, as the girl shakingly reached down and did as she was told, Cire grabbed a rather exquisitely made leash that was hanging on the wall, almost positioned as though it were a relic to be veed.

  She walked back over to Zoey, even as the girl finished slipping on the colr, Cire her a knowing smile as she held one end of the leash snugly in her ched fist, moving to offer the girl its gleaming brass clip.

  Her teeth bit hungrily at her lower lip as she watched Zoey timidly tie herself to her new robotic mistress. Pulling in a shuddering breath as though she couldn't truly believe she was doing any of this, even as Cire rumbled with pleasure.

  “You know,” She whispered, leaning in once more to nip at the irl's ear, “I might be small, but I am ruthless.”