And the truth is revealed.

"V," Ben asked, "V, you still there?"

"Uh huh," she said as she came to.

"Oh thank goodness," Bruce said, "I was worried I killed you."

"I'm not alive in the first place," V said, "Where am I?"

"Our safe house," Ben said. V sat up and took in her surroundings. She was lying on a couch instead of inside the van, so the men must have moved her inside. She'd never been in a real human dwelling before and she tried to stand up to look around, but the LED's in her wrist started flashing a low battery warning. She immediately felt what humans might call light headed and she had to brace herself against the wall to stay upright.

"Oh good it's awake," Brian said when he walked into the room.

"What happened?" Ben asked, "Are you alright?"

"Yes I feel so good," she flashed Bruce a tired smile and she almost fell over but the two men caught her before she hit anything.

"She came like a supernova is what happened," Bruce said.

"You were spectacular," V said to him.

"But what happened?" Ben asked.

"Her euphoria circuits," Brian explained, "They simulate pleasure based on the voltage they're carrying."

"So how would that knock her out cold?" Bruce asked.

"What happens when you overload a circuit?" Brian asked.

"Oh I see," Ben said, "Guess I'll need to install a surge protector tomorrow."

"Why. what happens tomorrow?' V asked.

"Can we tell her?" Bruce asked.

"What's the point if it knows?" Brian asked. Ben gave him an angry look and helped V sit back down.

"Brian, there's biofuel in the garage, go pour a cup," Ben said. Brian rolled his eyes as he walked away and Ben sat down across from V.

"Your shapeshifting abilities are beyond... let's be honest... beyond anything else ever invented by man. Our client-"

"Who's your client?" V asked.

"Our client thinks you'll be able to slip through almost any security measures," Ben continued, "So he hired us to steal you-"

"Why me?" V asked.

"Okay maybe not you in particular, but a Venus bot," Ben explained, "We were hired to reprogram you for other other functions."

"Stop being vague and just say it," Bruce said.

"Fine an assassin droid," Ben said, "Our client needs an assassin droid, and your shapeshifting abilities make you damn near the perfect infiltrator."

"I won't be a sexbot anymore?" V asked.

"Well you'll still have all the hardware for it," Ben explained, "There's not getting rid of all that. You'll be more than just a sexbot when we're finished." V cocked her head curiously and tried to understand what her new owner was telling her.

I exist for human pleasure.

Humans don't want me for pleasure.

Does not compute.

This time there were no error messages though. The idea that humans would want her for something other than sex was so new and strange to her it didn't even begin to enter her processor. She simply didn't believe it. A moment later Brian returned with a cup of biofuel and Ben handed it to her. She brought the cup to her lips and the warm liquid running down her artificial throat sent little waves of pleasure over her euphoria circuits. Nothing like an orgasm, but enough to simulate the pleasure of eating and drinking for her. Since she didn't need to breathe, she drained it in on gulp and as soon as it went to her tank, the little engine inside her started generating power.

"That's much better," she said with a seductive stretch. Whatever plans they had for her, she still didn't believe what they were telling her, she was still spending the night with three strange men. She loved the sound of that and she was reminded of one of her roleplay scenarios, a **** fantasy. Unfortunately the little biofuel she had been given only gave her an extra hour of power, so she knew she had to plug in for the night.

"Do you have a charging pod," she asked.

"Do you need one?" Ben asked.

"It would be optimal," she said.

"We don't have one that you would fit in," he said.

"That's fine," she said, "I can plug into any power outlet if I have to."

"In that case... uhhh... I guess I'll show where you'll be laying your head." Ben helped her up from the couch and led her up a flight of stairs. She quickly drew up a 3D map of the house, at least the parts she saw, and Ben showed her to her room.

"Is this yours by any chance?" V asked.

"Uh, no," Ben said.

"That's a shame," she said, "Do you live here though?"

"Kind of," Ben said, "This is the safe house when the crew is together."

"Is it just the three of you?" she asked.

"We used to be a lot bigger, but our last job ended in disaster." he explained, "That was a few years ago. Everyone went their separate ways and we're only just now getting back together." The bedroom had delicate feminine trappings.

"Whose room is this then?" V asked.

"She's not here now," Ben said, "But she won't mind as long as you don't hurt any of her stuff. At any rate, there's a bed so you don't have to recharge standing up." V went in and surveyed the small room. A bookshelf in the corner grabbed her attention and she brushed the books with her fingers as she read some of the titles.

"She left without it?" V asked.

"After our last job, she never got the chance to come back for it," Ben said, "Not sure when or if she'll be back for it."

"Who's 'she,'" V asked with a mischievous smirk.

"Kate, and she's not my girlfriend if that's you're asking," Ben said.

"Do you have one?" she asked. Ben knew where this conversation was going and he didn't like it. It wasn't just that wasn't interested in sexbots, their lost job had ruined any chance he might have had of finding love again.

"Listen, V, I'm only going to say this once," he said, "Please don't ask me to have sex with you."

"You realize I turned down my first public threesome today because I was waiting for you?" V said with simulated annoyance.

Ben rolled his eyes and said, "Bruce is two doors down on the left." Oh well that changed things, V thought. She didn't have nearly enough power even for a quickie though, so laid down, opened the panel on her wrist and plugged herself into the outlet on the wall.

"Goodnight, sir!" she called after Ben but he had already left. When she closed her eyes and laid back, her "sleeping beauty" subroutines kicked in which made her more alluring when she was in sleep mode.

I exist for human pleasure.

Humans want me for more than just pleasure.

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