This is a progressive story. I got it started but I invite those of you who read this to write your own part 2. Don't forget to post it to ASFR. Let's see how many parts we can invent for this story.

Tina, ASFR (a sexy female robot) Part One by RoboTraci (traci-bot@juno.com)

Tina 2a

written by Dmuk

Tina woke up with a start. She tried to clear her mind of the sleepy cobwebs that presisted on remaining. Her mind was so foggy. Normally Tina was a great morning person and had no trouble at all waking up but today was certainly different. Maybe a cup of strong coffee would clear her head. No coffee was coming her way however as to her horror Tina found she couldn't move at all. "Must be my sleepy head," she thought and doubled her efforts to get going. More effort only equaled the same result. It was then that Tina became aware of the fact that she wasn't in bed. In fact she wasn't even laying down. As the fog slowly dissapated Tina noted that she was stiff as a board, leaning against a wall, and supported by a padded bar under each arm. Nothing would move no matter how hard she concentrated. She could see but her gaze was fixed and steady. She could hear because there was water slowly dripping somewhere in the room where she had awakened. Where the hell was she and how did she get there? She searched her mind but the fog kept her from remembering very much. She knew her name was Tina but that was about it. No past, no memories, no familiar faces. It was as if her mind had been made completely blank.

***cre-e-e-e-k*** The sound of a squeeky door opening affirmed the fact that she could hear. Before long a man appeared in front of her looking quite pleased with himself.

"Ahhhh, my little doll has awakened. How are you this morning my dear?"

Silence. Tina could only stare. She had volumes to say, most not very feminine, but couldn't recall how to speak.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? You can speak you know, I didn't take that away from you."

Silence.

Suddenly the stranger whacked himself on the side of his head. "Oh yeah, I forgot. I did"

With that he vanished from her sight leaving Tina to stare at the same dirty window that had been occupying her gaze since her mental fog melted away. The footsteps didn't go very far and it sounded like he was returning.

"I forgot to wind you up."

"Wind me up??? What the hell is he talking about?"

Tina saw him hold up a golden key. She tried to measure it with her mind but couldn't remember how to count. All she could tell was that it was longer than it was wide. With strong arms Tina was lifted from her support structure and placed in the middle of the room. A full-length mirror was rolled to a position where she could see herself. To her surprise she found herself looking at a complete stranger because it then dawned on her that she couldn't remember what she looked like. The mirror revealed a young woman with shoulder-length black hair. Her eyes were steel gray and her posture was impossibly erect. She was draped with a white cloth and what skin she could see seemed to have a faint sheen to it.

"This will get you started."

Her host pulled off the sheet to reveal that Tina was completely naked underneath. He positioned another mirror behind her so that she could see the reflection of her backside. She watched as this man pinched the area of flesh between her shoulder blades to reveal a plug of some sort. When the plug was removed removed she saw that she had a narrow slit in her back about the length of her pinky. He reached into the slit and she felt a latch being released inside her. With that she promptly folded over at the waist with her face staring at the floor.

"SInce you can no longer see what I'm doing I guess I better describe the action. This gold key is uniquely yours. It provides you and you alone with the power you need to function. You'll feel it's power momentarily. I'm now inserting the key into your anus."

Tina was immobile but her sense of touch was functioning. She felt the shaft of the key slip effortlessly into her. From deep within her she heard it click against something metallic in her body. The click produced a tingle that she had never felt before. As the key was turned her muscles began to tighten. A wonderful sense of power began to flow through her. But despite the key's winding and the power she was receiving Tina still could not move or speak.

"That should give you sufficient energy. Let's remove the key for now."

With another click the key was disengaged from within her and she felt it slide out. The latch in her back was flipped and Tina resumed her stiff and erect posture. There didn't seem to be any change in her reflection but Tina was surging with energy. If only she knew how to use it. As she watched her host lifted off her black hair. It was a wig; she was bald. He pressed against her forehead and a tray slid out. Picking through a box of shiny discs he inserted one in the tray and closed it.

"I'm sure you have questions, my dear, but before I allow you to ask them I need to do a bit of housekeeping. The disk I inserted into your access port will be finished in a few seconds."

Tina felt very strange. There was a vibrating motion behind her forehead and as it continued all her emotions seemed to fade away. Her anger, her fear, her disgust all winked out as if they had never been there. Soon all that remained was curiousity.

"There that should do it. Now let me pop this one in."

She saw him press against her forehead and the tray slid out again. The first disk was removed and another one inserted. As soon as the tray closed the vibrations began again. It was as if a door in her brain was unlocked. She knew how to form sounds with her vocal cords. She knew how to combine those sounds into speech. She knew how to talk.

"What is going on? Who am I? Who are you? Where am I? Why can't I remember anything?"

"Well I can see that both disks have done their job. Who I am and where you are is unimportant. Who and what you once were doesn't matter any longer. You may refer to me as Boss. Who you are is my creation. Well, partly my creation. You are a hu-bot. You are part human and part robot. (Author's note: I didn't think ro-man would work so well.<G> ) For years I have been gathering cybernetic data at work and stealing time on their super-computers to develop the technology that joins a body and mind of flesh and blood to that of steel and computer chips. After a few failures I have finally succeeded with you."

"What was that key? What were those disks?"

"Ahhh, the key is the source of your power. You do have an internal atomic driven power supply that will last for decades but I thought it would be more, shall we say, fun to limit your access to that power source. Hence the key. It winds a spring that releases the atomic power into you as it slowly uncoils. When the spring is exhausted so is your access to your power cells. The disks are a method of programming you to perform various tasks. Most of your organic brain has been removed which is why your memory is no longer present. The disks enable you to perform in a variety of ways for my amusement, my work, my pleasure, whatever I need you for at any given moment. The organic-computer interface can only store so much at this stage of development so the disks are necessary to instruct you on what to do and how to do it. Some disks, like the one that has suppressed all your emotions except curiousity, have a limited operating time and slowly fade away. With other disks, like the one that is giving you speech, once that disk is removed the information on how to perform that task is removed with it. Like this........"

Boss reached out and opened Tina's access tray. As the disk was removed so was her ability to speak. Tina was silent once more. She wanted to ask more questions but she couldn't remember how. All she could do was watch as Boss rummaged around a box brimming with programming disks. Her curiousity remained and she wondered what the disk he was inserting in her forehead would allow her to do. The tray slid shut. The vibrations began. Tina...........

OK, gentle reader, the next installment is up to you. Get those word processors going and post part 3 of Tina's story.