Buster Girl is defeated by Heat Girl!

Buster Girl had entered Heat Girl's domain, thinking that even if she fell into her opponent's hug, that would be the kind of trap she'd love to fall for. At first, sweating in the **** heat had seemed fun-- erotic, even-- but just as one typically finds with hot yoga or a boiling sauna, a little bit goes a long way. All of this time spent trying to survive Heat Girl's attack had depleted her endurance so thoroughly, Buster Girl felt as though her circuits were boiling inside her frame! How ironic, that she'd come here to try and damage Heat Girl's internal systems, only to end up the one suffering that same fate, just by different means.

"Oh dear, Buster Girl... It looks like you're finally all tuckered out. Most children do tend to tire, if you let them run around and enjoy themselves for long enough. Play and rest, hm hm hm... That's what good little children do~" the mom-like robot chuckled, approaching her injured opponent with her arms spread.

Desperately, Buster Girl tried to get something to budge... It wouldn't work! Her Girl Buster wouldn't power on. Her legs wouldn't move! There was no way she could reach an E-Tank, either!

"Oooh... Are you still holding on to that big, hard Girl Buster? I've been meaning to do something about that. Don't worry... I'll make it all better..." Giggling, the woman grabbed hold of the shaft of the Girl Buster with both hands, then shamelessly began to pump them up and down along its length. "I don't blame you for having... naughty feelings, like when you wanted to use this to hurt me. It's okay!" Buster Girl shuddered at the feeling of her weapon being manipulated{if Futa Mode = 1}in between her legs, rapidly knocking up and down against her belly as Heat Girl worked it{endif}{if Toy Mode = 1}upon her arm{endif}. "But I don't like the children to have anything dangerous inside the day-care. That's why I'm going to make sure you don't use this dangerous one again..."

Buster Girl's eyes widened and her lips trembled; a low whimper escaped her throat. What looked like a hand-job was far more dangerous... her Girl Buster was melting! Soon enough, globs of super-heated metal in her favorite color of blue began to drip down{if Futa Mode = 1}her legs{endif}{if Toy Mode = 1}her glove's wrist{endif}. That was the end of her only chance to defeat Doctor Dolly's minions... And her only chance to fuck all of those cuties!

"Aaaw... I'm sorry. I can tell you think I'm mean. Don't worry... Over time, you'll realize all you need is teacher's hugs. Come here~"

The Robot Mistress embraced Buster Girl in another scorching hot hug, while stroking her blond hair as though she was an over-sized doll.

"The kindest thing I can do is share Dolly's virus with you. That way, we can play together in the day care every day, day in and day out! I think there are still some things I haven't set fire to. If we run out, we can always go outside and start setting fire to things out there. You'll see... We'll have a grand time! But for now, sleep... sleep..."

Buster Girl knew she couldn't give up! She couldn't go to sleep...

But when Heat Girl started to sing a lullaby... and with all of her receptors so numb she couldn't feel a thing but some vague warmth... How could she resist?

Buster Girl went into sleep mode. When she awoke next, she was no longer the same person...