My Life as a Sex Bot

by La Femme Nikki

   For months now Ted had told me that his company was on the verge of a breakthrough. Hence, I guess his spending more time there than with me. Such a shame too… we had only been together a few months but I could tell that he was the one already. He was unlike any other man I’d ever dated- funny, smart, sensitive, and sweet- both in and out of the bedroom. From covering my body with his incredibly, soft angelic kisses to his being the true Southern gentleman he was.

Well, when we were actually together… which wasn’t very often anymore. I was growing aggravated with whatever preoccupation his job was keeping him away from me. I mean, he worked with computers for God sake! How exciting could that be? Especially when the alternative was spending a night with me? Not to be arrogant or anything, but I knew for a fact that dozens of guys would die just to score a date with me. And that was based on looks alone: at a very petite 5’4, my body seemed to curve into a perfect hourglass shape. Plus my waist-length dark, wavy hair and very large brown eyes complimented my naturally olive skin tone. It was no secret that I turned heads all the time. But that never seemed to matter to me- Ted was enough for me. Past tense. Things had to change between us soon, because if they didn’t there would no longer be an “us.”
 
  “I’m a little tied up,” Ted told me over the phone. “I should be home in an hour or so. You know where the spare key is, you can head over there now and wait if you want.”

 I sighed. “Ted, please. This was supposed to be our weekend together. I thought you wanted to-.”

“Of course I do,” he said, his voice slightly hushed. “An hour, Selena. That’s it. Let me just finish up here and I’ll be there.” He hung up.

I set my phone down and went into the bathroom to get ready. I snapped on the light and looked at my reflection. I put on a few sweeps of purple glitter eye shadow (Ted’s favorite) along with some mascara, and then nude lip-gloss on my lips. I gave my hair a quick brush and decided that I looked good enough. After all, I was wearing my favorite simple but sexy at the same time black dress, and even better, my best matching lingerie underneath. It was already seven thirty; Ted probably wouldn’t be home before nine and I was pretty sure he wasn’t worried about how he looked. Which again, was never a problem before: Ted could easily pull off the somewhat scruffy look, with his black curly hair that never seemed to stay in place and mischievous boyish smile. Lucky for me, I found out just what made it so mischievous. I just hoped he wasn’t too tired tonight for such play. 

  “I’m home!,” called Ted as he walked through the front door of his apartment.  Then he noticed me, sitting on the couch with my knees drawn up to my chest in the very dim light from the lamp across the room. “Well, heyy,” he said, walking over. “Sorry for making you wait,” he apologized, sitting next to me.

“I’m used to it by now,” I said, turning away dismissingly. He placed his hand gently on my shoulder.

“Selena, that is not fair. You know if I could-.”

“You would. Blah blah all that.”

He sighed. “Look, I don’t really want to start a fight right now.  I thought this weekend we were supposed to spend… quality time together.”

I grumbled, though it was getting just a tiny bit harder to stay mad. Ted’s charm was my weakness… something that he had unfortunately become all too aware of.  He placed his hand on my other shoulder and began massaging me, kissing the back of my neck ever so softly. I could feel myself relaxing more and more, my anger melting away and forgetting why I was so mad in the first place. I stopped myself. No! I had to tell Ted my true feelings, if he really loved me, he’d listen and try to understand. I turned around.

“No, Ted… listen. We really need to talk.”

He chuckled. “Every guy’s favorite sentence.”

“I love you,” I said. “But… I never see you anymore.” He opened his mouth to protest but I kept going. “I just feel like it’s really starting to take a toll on our relationship.”

He sighed again.  “I’m sorry. I know I’ve been very busy with work lately, but I promise its important. I wouldn’t expect you to be as understanding as you’ve been if it weren’t.”

“I’m sure it is. But so is our relationship. I miss you, Ted. This is the first time this month that we’ve been able to do this, you know?”

Ted didn’t say anything. Instead he bit his lip and looked at me, as if he was studying every fine detail in my face.

Finally he spoke. “Well,” he said. “It won’t be the same, mind you, but what if I could give you something to… ease the pain while we’re apart?” His mischievous smile magically appearing.

“Wha-?” I started to ask.

His smile grew bigger. “I have something to show you,” he said, practically dragging me off the couch in excitement. He picked up a small duffel bag he had brought in with him and placed it on the table. “Ok,” he said. “This is completely top secret, so what I’m about to show you, you must tell no one.”

My mind was swimming with curiosity. He opened the bag and pulled out a dildo that was unlike any other I’d ever seen before. It wasn’t that much larger than a normal one, but it looked to be completely made of chrome.

“Oh God,” I said, my voice practically in awe. “What does it, um…do?” 

He chuckled once again. “It functions exactly as a normal vibrator or dildo would, except once inserted, it places you in a complete state of pleasure- intensifying your orgasms much more so than usual and also lasting longer.”

I stared at, still amazed. “So wait a minute,” I said, starting to piece things together. “This is what your job-.”

“Well…yes,” he answered. “But there’s more to it than that. Lately we’ve been testing a lot of new products for that particular market. Also, I should tell you, that this,” he said, holding up the chrome dildo. “Is extremely new.  In fact, I don’t even think it’s been in contact with an actual human before.”

I backed away slightly. “So is it safe?”

“I believe so. In fact, I’m sure it is, but just… proceed with caution.”

I saw the smirk creep up on his face as he said that. I giggled slightly.

I’m serious, Selena,” he said with a straight face.

“Or are you just afraid of losing your place?”  I teased.

He blushed slightly. “Well, either way,” he said. “Just be careful.”
 
  Dinner that night turned out to be amazing. We went to an Italian restaurant near Ted’s apartment, and after several glasses of wine we went back to the apartment for an after-dinner treat. The sex was even better than the dinner. Let me tell you. Almost made me suspicious about how he spent all his extra time at work given the type of products I now knew were made at his company, but I dismissed it. The evening was turning out to be perfect and I was determined to keep it that way.

  Around two in the morning, Ted fell asleep (I guess from all his hard work) while I, on the other hand remained wide-awake and very aroused. It was then that I remembered Ted’s gift from before and decided that now was a good as time as any to try it out. I remembered Ted’s warning about “proceeding with caution” but decided that there was no danger in giving myself a little extra pleasure before I fell asleep. I was already dripping wet with joy so the dildo wouldn’t have much to do at all. I slid it in and immediately felt myself heating up like never before. “Oh… wow,” I whispered softly as I fell back against the sheets. I wasn’t exactly sure if this was the best way to fall asleep, though as I immediately felt myself becoming even more stimulated, if possible. I did understand what Ted meant when he said complete state of pleasure, as it hummed its merry tune inside of me.
 
  My pure bliss was suddenly interrupted as I heard Ted’s phone go off, and also noticed that it was suddenly light outside. I rolled over on my side to see what time it was as a head of messy curls that I knew belonged to Ted emerged from the covers as he reached over to answer his phone. 7:36, the clock beside him read. Shit. Where had five hours gone? It hadn’t felt that long at all. In fact, I hadn’t even slept and I was just as aroused as I was before.

Even more so now, it felt like- as my urges were becoming almost too strong to contain myself. My entire body was vibrating.

Next to me, I heard Ted utter a few words then a huge sigh followed by “Alright, I’ll be there.” His job no doubt, probably wanting him to come in. How typical. He put his phone down and turned to look at me. “Hey, Selena,” he began, placing his hand on my shoulder. “I know you’re going to be upset, but my job really needs me to-.”

I tried to listen to him, but my body’s sensation was becoming more overwhelming by the minute that it was almost drowning out his words. The thing is I should’ve been upset, and part of me was. I mean, cancelling on our weekend alone for work? It was bad enough that last night had gotten off to a late start. But that feeling was squelched the second his hand touched my skin, increasing my arousal and desires so much more that I began to feel as if I were convulsing.

Ted seemed to notice this as his face grew concerned looking at me. “Selena,” he said. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Mmmm,” I moaned. 

“Selena,” he began again. “How long was the dildo in?” he asked, suddenly piecing things together.

The dildo…that’s right. I suddenly remembered. I had forgotten that this is what started this whole thing.  "I don't knowww. All night I guesss", I said breathily.

“You shouldn’t have left in that long, especially when we don’t know what the side effects could be,” he said in a stern tone, as he pulled down both the covers and my lace thong panties to see just what was going on with me.  He spread my legs apart, sending deep shock waves into me as I let out another moan. “Oh my God,” he said in shock.

Well, that was a terrific thing to hear. 

“You... you're completely… chrome,” he said, as if those words hurt to say. “Just like the dildo… which I can’t find.” 

"Whaaa?" I asked. This wasn’t making any sense.

He ran a hand through his hair. “Ok, ok. Don’t panic,” he said.

Was he talking to himself or me?

“I don’t know anything for sure, but I think the dildo had somehow attached itself to you and in turn making you a… sex robot.”

WHAT???!

“And the reason I think this,” he began again. “Is the mechanism built into the dildo in order to deliver the experience it did to you, is very similar to that of what we program into our sex bots at the company.” 

So now I finally knew just what kind of computers Ted worked with at his job. What a way to find out! I guess that was what was so important like he’d told me last night. 

"No", I moaned. "That's impossible". A grown woman turning into a robot, because of a dildo? No way.

“There’s… a way to find out if I’m right,” he gulped. He gently turned me over on my side, and unclasped my bra.

Again, his fingers running against my skin was driving me insane. He seemed to rest his fingers on a particular spot, where the band of my bra had been resting.

“It’s true,” he said, softly. “You have… a switch… on your back now. Just like the ones we install on our robots. God, I’m so sorry, Selena.”

 Ha, yeah, I bet, lover. For turning your girlfriend into a sex bot… every guy’s dream come true. If it weren’t for his obvious shock and apologetic tone just now, I would’ve gone as far to say he planned this. But that worried look I saw he had on his face as he rolled me back over on my back, where his eyebrows practically drew together, but strangely enough in the cutest way, convinced me otherwise.

"Can you change me back?", I asked.

“I’m not sure what to do to fix this. I-I guess you’ll have to come with me to work. I can do some research there. Besides, it’s better if you’re with me than if I leave you alone like this,” he said, looking down at me.
 
  He carried me out of his apartment, very gently in his arms, as my head rested against his elbow. Once we got to his car, he very carefully set me down and strapped me in. Though the ride to his job was only about fifteen minutes and smooth, every single bump in the road seemed to affect me and caused me to climax.

As he pulled into the parking garage, he seemed to be thinking of a plan for the best way to sneak me in without causing too much attention. Then again, given the kind of technology his company worked with, I’m sure it wouldn’t seem too odd.

“We’ll use the stairs,” he said, parking the car. “No one ever uses the stair well anymore and it’s closer to my office than where the elevator lets off. You’ll have to stay in there, but you’ll be safe.” He unbuckled my seat belt and lifted me out. “You know,” he chuckled. “You probably weigh exactly the same you did as before. Maybe even less.” 

"Awesome", I said, letting out a giggle that was all breath as I settled into his arms once again. At least I was losing weight, I guess.

  Just like in the car, every bump I seemed to feel while travelling up the stairs was once again reflecting in how intense each of the orgasms they caused were.  Luckily, we made it to his office without anyone seeing us. He quickly unlocked the door and set me down, propping me up against a file cabinet. My body still continued to throb, despite the fact that were wasn’t really anything to set it off.

This seemed to concern Ted. “You know, your trembling hasn’t seemed to stop or even slow down since we got here. I’m not entirely sure if that’s supposed to happen.” 

I hated hearing him say things like that. Especially now, when it was about computers which he knew way more about than I did, and since I technically was one now.

He looked at his watch. “I have to check in with my boss downstairs and see what’s going on. I’m not sure how long I’ll be, but I‘m afraid that if I leave you alone here while your body continues to keep going like that, you might cause yourself to burn out or something.” "

Great", I groaned.

"I'm sorry", he said. "But now that you're...not exactly human anymore, it could happen".  He walked over to me. “I hate to do this, but for your own good, I’m temporarily powering you down. Just until I get back.”  And with that, he reached behind me, pulled down my dress and pressed the newly installed button on my back.

"No—", I started to say but of course, there wasn't anything I could do to stop him, and all at once, I felt my pulsing finally starting to slow down and then stopping completely as the rest of me went stiff.  I was nothing more than a silvery mannequin now as I stood there, still aware of my surroundings and retaining my ability to see and hear– but unable to move or speak.

Ted gave me one last sympathetic glance as he kissed my frozen cheek.
“Be back soon.”

I heard someone turning the knob. Ted? It seemed a little soon, but then again my sense of time probably wasn’t that accurate, given my new frozen state. Dammit!

I know Ted only did this to me to protect me, but at the same time it just seemed so unfair. I was literally trapped in my own body. It was bad enough being stuck in his office, but I couldn’t even move. I was fixed in the same position until Ted came back and reactivated me. 

The door opened, but it wasn’t Ted. One of his coworkers, obviously looking for him. A big, burly guy at least ten years older, probably in his early to mid thirties most likely though, with thinning, greasy brown hair.

“Yo, Ted?” he called.

He looked around for a minute, then after realizing Ted wasn’t here, turned to leave. Until he noticed me. Oh shit.

“Holding out on us, have you?” he said, chuckling. “Keeping the best for yourself,” he went on, examining me.

He must’ve thought I was one of the company’s robots that Ted was keeping for himself. Well… technically I was, but these were extreme circumstances. And he was creeping me out. I just wished he’d leave already.

“Well, can’t say I blame you… she looks like a hot little piece,” as he slapped me on the butt. Hard.

Once again, shock waves surged through me and that little unexpected oomph from his slap caused yet another orgasm. This one so powerful I wanted to scream. Even though I was deactivated, my body was still sensitive to the touch towards such things. Now that I was in a semi-permanent frozen state, I almost felt overpowered by how strong the sensation was.

Oh God. All I could think was: help me!!! I was afraid that its intensity would cause me to topple over which, in turn, would only cause even more problems, but thankfully I didn’t, and the grease ball finally left.

It wasn’t terribly too long until Ted actually did come back. “Sorry,” he said, walking over and pressing the button on my back.

“Oh,” I gasped, nearly collapsing.

Luckily, Ted caught me. “Careful,” he said, steadying me. “That’s to be expected. Slight difficulty balancing yourself and walking.”

“This day just keeps getting better,” I muttered.

“It happens to all of our robots once they’re activated for the first time. It goes away eventually.”

“Yeah, except I used to know how to balance myself and walk already,” I said haughtily.

Ted didn’t say anything.

“So,” I said, turning to look at him. “I’m really stuck like this, huh?”

He sighed. “I don’t know,” he answered. “I haven’t had time to research anything yet.”

Damn.

“You’re ok though, right? I mean besides the obvious, no problems I should know about?” 

“Just getting used to my new… condition,” I said, trying to balance, with Ted’s arm still around my waist. I suddenly remembered the guy who had come in before. I was sure he was harmless, despite his repulsive behavior earlier, but still Ted should know. “Some guy did come in here before looking for you,” I told Ted.

He looked a little taken aback. “What guy?” he asked, sitting me down in a chair, as he walked over to his desk.

“I don’t know.  Kinda overweight, balding. He was looking for you, but obviously you weren’t here so he left,” I said, leaving out that one particular detail of his encounter with me.

Unfortunately, that’s exactly what Ted wanted to know. “Did he see you?”

I nodded. I could see Ted tense up a little upon hearing this.

“And you said he was overweight? Like a big guy? And bald?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said.

Great,” Ted sighed sarcastically. “That must’ve been Ernie, the biggest mouth here. If word gets out about what happened to you-.”

Uh-oh. “Well actually,” I began.

Ted’s face turned serious. “Selena?” 

“I think he thought I was one of the robots you built-.”

“Then that’s the story we’ll give them,” Ted said decisively.

Huh? “That I’m a robot you built and you’re testing me out??” I scoffed. “Why not just tell them the truth?”

Ted grimaced. “Because then we’d have to tell them about the dildo, which I brought home even though it was supposed to be kept top secret here- not to mention what it did to you. Do you have any idea what would happen if word got out about that?”

“No, but-.”

“I’d lose my job, first off,” he began.

That really set me off. “Oh, God forbid. Since we both know how important this job is that you spend so much time at creating sex toys,” I spat.

Ted sucked in his breath. “Don’t do this, Selena. You don’t understand how big a role this would play in both of our lives. I lose my job, and then probably go to jail for exposing a human to such a dangerous mechanism-.”

“But I’m ok,” I said. “Sure, my anatomy’s a little different but I’m still alive and functioning.”

“As a machine,” he said. “One of our machines. One of our products was responsible for doing this to you, so by that technicality, you’d belong to the company. You wouldn’t be seen as a human. Or even a robot that used to be human... you’d just be considered another sex robot along with the rest here. They’d have complete control over you, like any other object. I don’t want that to happen to you.”

I closed my eyes, taking in what he just said. I opened them again. ”So, what do I have to do?” I asked.

“Act like a sex robot, obviously,” he said, letting out a small chuckle, his famous smile making its first appearance today.

I rolled my eyes. “Obviously,” I said, smiling too. “Shouldn’t be too hard, given my recently changed life.”

“Except you’ll be acting like one of ours here,” he said.

“Wait,” I said, just as a thought hit me. “You’re not going to reprogram me into one of them, are you?” I asked, starting to panic.

Ted shook his head. “No, no. No need for that. I’m sure you can pull off a convincing enough act on your own. Just follow my lead. That’s how our robots are typically programmed to behave anyway, to take orders from their masters.”

“I’m sure you’ll love that,” I said, smiling to make my words sound less harsh.

“I won’t mind it,” he said. “But look on the bright side, at least we’re getting to spend more time together, like you wanted.”

To Be Continued?