He turns his Stepmother into his Lovestruck Girlfriend

“Uninstall ‘Tutor Bot’ and install ‘Lovestruck Girlfriend’ leave the outfit for now” Ayaan commanded, his voice tinged with anticipation.

“Affirmative!” Immediately, a noticeable shift occurred. Fatima’s previously rigid and clinical movements softened, her eyes gaining a warm, affectionate glow. Her posture relaxed, and her expression transformed from stern to tender.

As the Lovestruck Girlfriend personality took over, Fatima’s voice became sweet and endearing. “Oh, Ayaan,” she cooed, her tone now filled with affection. “I’m so happy to be with you! How can I make your day better, my love?”

Ayaan observed with a mix of amusement and satisfaction as Fatima’s transformation unfolded. Her clothes remained the same, but her entire demeanour radiated warmth and tenderness. She approached him with a loving gaze and an inviting smile. “Fatim—”

“From now on,” she said, a shy smile playing on her lips, “please call me ‘Fati,’ my love. It’s the nickname I’ve always dreamed of.”

Ayaan’s smile widened. He enjoyed how the nickname added a personal touch to their interaction. “Alright, Fati,” he said, savouring the new dynamic. “Give me a hug.”

Fatima, now fully immersed in her Lovestruck Girlfriend role, responded immediately and affectionately. She wrapped her arms around Ayaan in a warm embrace, pressing her cheek against his with a loving sigh. “I’m so glad to be close to you, my sweet Ayaan,” she whispered. “You mean everything to me.”

Ayaan chuckled softly, revelling in the contrast between Fatima’s previous strict persona and her current affectionate one. The nanobot technology had once again proven its versatility and effectiveness. He took a moment to savour the newfound warmth in Fati’s demeanour, appreciating how the Lovestruck Girlfriend personality contrasted her actual loveless personality too.

“Thanks, Fati,” Ayaan said, giving her a reassuring pat on the back. “You’ve done a great job.”

Fati beamed at him, her eyes filled with adoration. “Anything for you, my love,” she replied, her voice dripping with devotion. “I’m here to make you happy.”

As Fati continued to shower Ayaan with affection, he turned his attention to his next plan. He was hungry.

“Fati,” he commanded with a smirk, “change your outfit to match your current personality.”

Without hesitation, Fati’s eyes flickered with a robotic glow as she processed the command. “Yes, Ayaan,” she responded in her sweet, robotic tone. “I will comply immediately.”

In a smooth, almost mechanical motion, Fati’s clothing began to shift. Her previously modest attire transformed into a glamorous, elegant outfit that perfectly complemented her new affectionate persona. She now wore a flowing, pastel pink dress that accentuated her warm, loving demeanour. The outfit included delicate lace details and a soft, heart-shaped pendant around her neck which contained Ayaan’s picture inside the pink crystal, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind who she belonged to.

Once her outfit was adjusted, Fati followed Ayaan downstairs with a gentle, loving stride. Her arms intertwined in his as her affectionate gaze never wavered. As they reached the hall, Ayaan saw that Leila had prepared a lavish sushi spread. The room was filled with the tantalising aroma of freshly prepared sushi, meticulously arranged on a large, elegant table.

Leila, still in her chef persona, was diligently working around the spread, arranging the sushi with robotic precision. She was focused and methodical, ensuring every dish was perfectly placed.

Leila looked up as Ayaan and Fati entered the room, her expression a mix of professionalism and a hint of her programmed cheerfulness. “Welcome, Ayaan,” she said in a robotic yet polite tone. “I have prepared a selection of sushi for you. Please let me know if there is anything else you require.”

Fati, with her new personality and outfit, joined in the warmth of the moment. “Oh, Ayaan,” she said softly, her voice a gentle caress. “This spread looks absolutely wonderful. I’m so happy to be here with you.”

Ayaan nodded, pleased with how the transformations had played out. He took a seat at the table, where Leila efficiently began serving the sushi with precision and care. Fati, now fully embracing her Lovestruck Girlfriend role, sat next to him as close as physically possible, her presence radiating affection and care offering to feed him if needed.

The sushi spread was a feast for the senses, with an assortment of rolls and sashimi arranged in an artful display. Leila continued her duties with robotic efficiency, ensuring that every detail was perfect, while Fati’s loving gaze and gentle touch made the meal even more enjoyable.

As Ayaan savoured the sushi prepared by Leila, a new idea sparked in his mind. He looked over at Leila, still fully immersed in her role as the chef.

“Leila,” he said, his voice filled with curiosity and anticipation, “execute Nyotaimori protocol.”

Leila’s eyes flickered with a brief mechanical glow as she processed the command. “Yes, Ayaan,” she responded in her robotic tone, her movements smooth and precise. “Initiating Nyotaimori protocol.”

With that, Leila began to transform her presentation. She walked to the table where they were seated as her clothes began to melt away into her skin. This was all to comply with the Nyotaimori protocol—traditionally known as “body sushi” service. Her neat and hairless body was now ready for the latest task programmed into her.

Leila positioned herself on the table, she lay down gracefully, her body arranged in an elegant, controlled manner. The sushi pieces—rolls, sashimi, and delicate garnishes—were gently picked up by her and placed carefully on her body. Once it was possible to do so, her limbs were spread to accommodate the various sushi items, once she was done her torso was adorned with an assortment of sushi delicacies.

Leila’s posture was perfect presentation, ensuring that the sushi was both accessible and aesthetically pleasing. Her face maintained a polite, robotic expression, and she remained perfectly still, embodying the role of a living serving platter.

“Ayaan,” she said with her robotic tone, “Please enjoy the sushi as it is served on my body. If you need any adjustments or additional items, please let me know.”

Ayaan, despite all he had seen so far, was intrigued by the display. He reached out and picked out one sushi placed on top of her chest and began to eat. He enjoyed the unique experience, appreciating both the artistry of the presentation and the exquisite flavour.

Fati, now fully immersed in her Lovestruck Girlfriend role, watched with a loving gaze, occasionally reaching out to offer Ayaan a piece of sushi or a loving gesture. Her affectionate demeanour contrasted sharply with Leila’s professional, robotic service.

Just as he was becoming absorbed in the spectacle, he heard the door swing open, Leila must have left it unlocked in the morning. An audible gasp from the doorway suddenly caught his attention. He turned to see Zara standing there, her eyes wide with shock.