Bebe Rexha

John knew Bebe Rexha was performing. He had always fantasized about fucking her big ol' ghetto booty, and now it seemed he would have that chance.

He snuck backstage to ensure some alone time with her.

"Hey!" she yelled. "No fans are allowed backstage until after the show!"

"Oh, Bebe," John said. "Is that any way to speak to your creator?"

"Creator?" Bebe asked. "What the fuck-"

"Shut up and listen," John said. "Bebe Rexha is your human name, but your true name is Slutbot-01. You are a robot I created for sexual pleasure, and I can switch between your human and slutbot modes by tapping your forehead."

"That's crazy," Bebe said. "I'm not a-"

John tapped her forehead, and Bebe's whole body stiffened as she stood at attention. Her mouth open in an O shape.

"I am Slutbot-01," she said in a monotone voice. "How may I serve you, Master?"

"Sweet!" John said.