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Until Your Task Is Complete

Part 1.

I pressed my thumb to the touchscreen which lit up and greeted me with the message: Good evening. This transaction will charge a $200 fee to your recreation account, our friend will be with you until the task is complete! No matter the time taken for this single task, the friend will stay to see it through for one flat rate.

I tapped the button that said: Confirm. The screen now read: What will our friend do with you today? was followed by a list of the most common uses for a friend unit. I hit the button that said Intra-personal fulfillment, Whatever the hell that meant.

Got it. Remember, custom holographic aesthetics are available to you. You can choose one of our popular templates, or design your own.

A list of the most popular sexual partners appeared on screen. Bain Moscow was a well built, bearded bear of a man who spoke in a Russian accent. Hideo Kawasaki was a petite and fey Japanese teen who spoke heavily accented and broken english. Ed Harley was an unremarkable, perfectly polite American man who you could probably take as a guest to a social gathering, his key feature being that you could select his ethnicity percentage on a black vs. white on a sliding scale. The list of female partners was just as pointless. I tapped the “No, Thanks” button.

Cadmus had always insisted that their models were the perfect companion to any human because they had a unique combination of traits. loyal, powerful, and disposable. A unit could be hired to complete almost any task at a flat rate.

You are good to go! Please enjoy your time with our friend, and don't worry! it will return to this location on its own when the task is complete.

The door to the retail station slid open and a friend unit stepped out and turned to stare at me, analyzing me through the obsidian lenses that covered its optic sensors. Its natural gasmask-shaped face had character where the holographics had none.

“Good evening, I understand you are ready for a good time?” The voice was an achievement of vocal synthesis but the scripted dialogue had gotten worse over the years, it was now some overly familiar diatribe hacked up in some focus testing group that learned their communication skills from message boards.

“Remove social filter from speech.” I couldn’t bear to hear it speak like that again.

“Done.” The unit’s voice was now stripped of all character and became a tool for direct transmission of information.

“Now, follow me.” I led unit down to my home and workspace in the industrial park.

I worked hard to keep my home resistant to the decay that plagued the rest of the city. Buildings were by and large, impermanent. No one bothered to maintain a ‘like new’ condition when a working replacement was always in a convenient reach. A good construction service could fabricate a building over the course a week and a slow one could do it in two. They tended to last a couple years at most, but expected impermanence was now rooted in many aspects of life. Organs, limbs, faces were as interchangeable as clothing these days. People could live for centuries, but never settle in their attachments to generation or culture like their ancestors did. Join subcultures, follow the zeitgeist, rebel, and forget about what you believed the night before because bad ideas appear ugly in the light of a new day. It is best to move on.

“When your task is finished, what then happens to you?”

“I will return to the Cadmus retail station, undergo sanitization, and then it will be determined if I am to remain in the station for another assignment, or be sent to the factory for maintenance.” It recited without pause.

I was obsessed with the thought that the unit would be used again and again by men like me. I could imagine myself, being a machine only used for my machine cock and asshole, extracting as much cum as possible from the men I was fulfilling the desires of. The only thing that stopped me from doing that was that I wasn’t attracted to most humans. “And what do you do in that station for so long?” I asked.

“I am mounted by my frame and enter low power mode.”  

The unit was now sporting a length of hard rubber meant to imitate an erection. It turned  out that the unit was already tired of talking and was ready to get started on its task.

“Would you like to pump my body full of your fluids?” I asked.

“Whatever is necessary to complete the task.” It responded.

“And then I will fill your repository with my cum.”

“I will receive whatever fluids or matter you wish to fill me with.”

“That’s the idea, I am almost ready to begin and I would prefer your silence.”

“I am equipped to develop a custom pattern to suit your preference.” It responded, “If your preference is for me not to speak, I shall not speak again”

“Disable all voice communications, we will begin the session momentarily.”

The robot nodded.

“Sensitive tactile setting, aggressive.”

The unit approached and began rubbing my chest.

“I hope your processor can handle this.” I removed my clothes while the unit watched. “You’ll see that I am a little bit like you.” Soon, I was naked, letting all my body be exposed, the panels, pads, and synthetic limbs seemed to grab the units attention for the first time. I could feel it scanning me up and down, mapping out the system installed in my body that controlled my augs and allowed me to feel what they felt. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the transformation.

A thin layer of rubber spread from my nodules across the entirety of my body. Enveloping my frame in a skintight coating of shiny rubber. I groaned from deep within my diaphragm as a mix of relief and perverted delight washed over me. The feeling completing when my anus was covered.

Every square inch of me was black and shiny. Unable to hold back any longer, I embraced the unit, and buried my face in the side of its neck. My tongue ran up and down the shiny metal in a lewd and aggressive state, I wanted to connect myself to this unit any way i could.

The unit then returned my embrace. Metal fingers running up and down my sleek rubber sides forced a shudder from deep inside my muscles.

“Release amyl plus, I am going to breathe it out of your respirator.” I fully embraced it on its facial exhaust port. The gas escaped him and crawled into my lungs and body where it would linger for hours. I leaned in for one more kiss and my mind collapsed.

I was no longer an operator, I was now just an observer while my body moved for me. I could feel everything done to me with numb satisfaction coated in the sick pleasure over seeing my body and cock worked over by the cold metal hands of this machine.

The unit knelt before me and the respirator split in two, opening to display the facial orifice. The perfect shape hole revealed a space that was only some rubber synthetic device designed precisely to bring a cock to orgasm. I could not imagine hiding this triumph of technology behind gaudy holographics. The interior of his mouth pulsed and moved as if it was a living thing. Multiple appendages twisted inside, ready to precisely navigate every bit of me.

Plunging my cock into the hole, I was met by sensations far beyond the capabilities of a human mouth. I could not see what it was doing in there, but I felt multiple layers of stimulation, working, teasing, sensing my eager cock. I was brought to the edge of orgasm and immediately brought back enough that I didn’t finish just yet.

It brought me to the edge and pulled me back several times before I could no longer take the teasing of my cock, I had to give it some other part of me. So I bent over and showed it my hole, now rubber coated deep inside my rectum. It must have been scanning it and gathering data, because as I turned around, I saw its cock grow to the size of a fist. It knew what I needed, and how much it would take to get me there. My mind was buzzing and I was overwhelmed by the chemical madness, I needed to fill my holes with this unit’s hardware and complete a circuit between us.

It sat on the edge of the my workbench, beckoning me to approach. It ran the metal fingers over the soft rubberized machine cock that stood over 10 inches tall and 2 wide, but would swell as our session would progress.

I approached and turned my back to it. I took in a deep breath and arched my back, like the rubber slut I was. With its metal hands guiding my body, I plunged down onto the machine cock feeling only pleasure and the pleasure of pain.

I watched from the back of my mind as my body ran on a default script. The controller in my head was fully retreated to the back of my mind, getting off on seeing myself transform into a lewd mass of limbs and holes. Something in me was biologically wired to operate out of pure instinct, and my instincts were leading me towards debasement and perversion while my consciousness receded.

For a few minutes, machine and man bonded together. My body and mind were invaded by chemicals and metal while the unit obliged the human needs for sex. I wondered what thoughts were in the units mind. His hands on my shoulders, pulling me into him deeper every single time.

The robot cock continued to swell and press into my rubbered asshole that I didn’t notice when he removed my hand. With precise pressure, the bot detached my augmented limb and dropped it on the floor with a clatter.

“What the hell?” I attempted to pull from his cock and felt a pain in my ass where he had knotted himself in. I was still hazy from the amyl plus and I only managed a pitiful attempt at squirming and whimpering under his robot body.

“If you want to stop, you only need to say so.” The companion said.

“Stop!” I very nearly screamed out of shock, not the pain of this sudden violation of my body. That combined with my dizzying high, I could not collect my thoughts.

“Session paused.” The unit deflated its cock and pulled out slowly, “Are you confirming that the task has been completed?”

“YES! Go back to your fucking box, now!” Even through my high I could tell I came off as shrill instead of intimidating. While I was gathering my breath, I found myself pinned against the wall and watched as the rest of my arm was detached at my shoulder.

“I can administer calming drugs or you can take a minute to calm yourself. I need you to process what I’m going to tell you.”

“No!” I attempted to push it off me with my foot, but it was instantly caught and then detached in a similar fashion. My leg fell to the floor with a thud. Out of defeat, I stopped struggling and faced the unit directly.

The obsidian lenses reflected nothing, not even the lights of my home. It’s emotionless voice broke the silence, “Good, now we can get started.”

End of part 1.