Advanced objet operations.

The trio stood in Mark's cramped bathroom. Jen laughed. "You weren't kidding, that shower is like a phone booth. Still, this should work. Lily, dear, please take off all of your clothes."

"You got it," Lily replied enthusiastically as she began unbuttoning her shirt. Jen turned to Mark.

"You too, big guy. Don't be bashful, now."

"You should have to get naked too," Mark grumbled as he acquiesced.

"Way ahead of you," she replied as she removed her top. In a moment the three were standing nude. Jen's clothes were folded neatly on the sink, Mark's were thrown on top of the toilet, and Lily's stood in a pile at her feet. Jen gave Lily further instructions to turn on the shower and adjust the temperature to be hot enough for a normal person to enjoy.

They watched with some curiousity as Lily stepped into the shower and began fiddling with the knobs. She squeaked with shock when the initial rush of cold water hit her nude frame. Her nipples hardened instantly and her flesh rippled with goosebumps.

"Lily, why did you step into the shower to turn it on?" Mark asked.

"That was the easiest way to reach the controls," she replied matter-of-factly. She was shivering slightly as she waited for the water to warm up.

"Didn't you know you would get drenched with cold water?" Jen asked.

"Of course I did. I'm not stupid, I'm just desireless. Without anyone telling me not to, I did it anyway." Lily's simulated frustration was evident in her voice. "You seem to have a hard time understanding this. I can't want anything anymore."

"Can we make her dial back the sarcasm?" Mark asked.

"What would be the fun in that?" Jen asked as she pushed Mark into the shower. He guided Lily to one side to make room for him; the woman pliantly stepped out of his way without a word. Now that they were both in the shower, his back was pressed painfully against the knobs just so he wouldn't be touching her. As it was, his erection still grazed the creamy flesh of her thigh. She looked down at it without much interest. Jen shut the translucent door behind him and issued an instruction to Lily to clean Mark.

Lily nodded and squirted a handful of body wash into her palm. She reached out and rubbed it into his face, causing Mark to recoil and splutter. "Lily, what fuck? Stop! Ow, ow it's in my eyes!"

Lily smirked. "Guess Jen should have been more specific."

Mark looked incredulously at her. "Are you enjoying this?"

"I suppose I kind of am," she said with a laugh. "You've been shitty to me, so I might have gotten a little pleasure from rubbing soap in your eyes."

"I thought she was-"

Jen cut him off, looking thoughtful. "I told you before. She's not a drone. She's just not quite a full person anymore. And we told her to act like an old friend then treated her like a ****, so our old friend is naturally getting fed up with our bullshit. Right, Lil?"

Lily nodded. "That's right. I still don't like taking shit from you because I'm supposed to be a friend."

Mark had finally washed most of the soap out of his eyes. Blinking back tears, he replied. "We could change that, right? Make you our **** or whatever?" When Lily shrugged and nodded, he continued. "Lily, stop acting like our friend and act like... I don't know, like our ****?"

Lily immediately lowered her countenance, causing running water to drip from her face onto Mark's increasingly urgent boner. "Yes, master," she said quietly.

Jen wasn't having it, though. "No, no, none of that **** shit. I want to see how far we can push this. Lily, you're not a ****. Act like a partner in all of this. We want to get to the bottom of what's happening with these pills, and so do you. Your interests and needs are aligned with our own but you're not enslaved to us. Now, please clean Mark."

Lily's face instantly transformed again, this time to an eager grin. "You got it! Thanks for that, I didn't like being your **** or being your mistreated friend." To Mark's surprise, she squirted soap onto his loofah and began gently scrubbing his chest.

"You didn't rub soap in my eyes again," he said softly. When she didn't reply, he followed up. "Why didn't you rub soap in my eyes?"

She thought about it for a second. "It didn't occur to me. We're all on the same page, right? Why wouldn't I just wash you like a normal person?"

Jen smirked. "Ok, so that proves my theory. Lily has some limited agency in how she responds to commands, but she can't conceive of doing things differently. If we ask her to order pizza, she can choose a place to order from because it's part of the reactive logic of following our commands. If we ask her to name her favorite pizza place, though, she can't. That would be an internally generated desire rather than a necessary choice made in the course of following instructions."

"As fascinating as this all is, I'm getting kinda horny." Marked paused, blinking in surprise at his own words. "Did I just say that? I guess you prefer candor to tact in your partners. Anyway, can I please fuck one of you two already?"