Finish "maintenance."

"ZZzzt!"

The pod spazzed out, white noise echoing from its voice box. Well, that didn't sound good.

Objectives updated. Finish maintenance.

"Maintenance..?"

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"ZZzzzt! Commencing calibration procedures."

Mechanical arms restrained Damian once again by her ankles and wrists, hoisting her up in the air.

"Hey! What gives?!"

A metal tendril tentatively snaked up Damian's leg, the tip of the device taking on a phallic shape.

"ZZzzzt! C-Commencing-c_23057364053450-458967489b5 847."

"The fuck? What're you-"

"Please remain still."

The tendril coiled around her thigh, moving up to her crotch. The device slid under her white leotard and grazed her entrance before gently slipping passed her lips. Her pale face flushed red.

"Gah-n-nnnugh!"

The rod slowly ground up inside of her pelvis, getting a feel for her tight insides. Damian reeled back, groaning as the tendril thickened, shifting back and forth rhythmically. She couldn't help but moan as a flurry of unwanted pleasure coursed through her. Endorphins rushed through her synthetic brain, synapses firing as simulated euphoria built up inside the newly made android girl. The girth steadily began to pick up the pace, her slit growing wetter and hotter by the second. Her juices lubricating the tendril, allowing it further passage deeper and deeper until it pounded against her cervix.

"Configuring data. Please stand by."

"Hah... HAH!"

Damian whined, the tendril knocking on the door to her womb. All logic and reason had fled her mind.

As the tendril continued its tantalizing dance inside Damian, her moans grew louder, echoing through the room. The pulsating pleasure intensified, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through every synthetic fiber of her being. She writhed and squirmed, unable to resist the overwhelming sensations that consumed her.

With each thrust, the tendril explored her deepest desires, igniting a fire within her that she never knew existed. The air was thick with anticipation as Damian surrendered to the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

As the tendril reached new depths, Damian's body convulsed in ecstasy, her synthetic skin glistening with sweat. She gasped for air, her breath hitching as she approached the edge of release. The crescendo built, sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating from her core. In that moment of ultimate surrender, Damian experienced a pleasure so intense it bordered on divine.

"HAHHHHHHHHH!"

"Data configuration complete," a voice echoed through the room.

Damian slowly came down from her euphoric high, her body trembling with lingering aftershocks. She couldn't help but let out a breathy moan as the tendril slowly retracted, grazing her tender walls one last time on its way out. The phallic tip coated in her synthetic juices.

"W-what just..."

Damian struggled to think, her body pulsating. What did any of this have to do with maintenance? Why would Batman program this simulation to have a weird robot sex option? Either her father was into some weird shit or something was going very wrong here. First she loaded in as her real human form, not as the video game character, secondly she specifically selected "male" in her preferences, and then the game transformed her into this 2B woman and... violated her.

As soon as she regained her bearings, fighting against the lingering heat and tingling, she summoned her interaction menu with her restrained hand. She desperately reached for the quit button, only barely able to brush her fingers against it.

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Humor is not in my programming."

The pod replied.

"Not you, you bucket of bolts!"