Let's test it!

"Wait, what about the whole volitional entropy thing?" Derek asked. "Shouldn't you be shutting down?"

"Right," Linda intoned. "Being hormone bombed changes it. Now my volition is tied directly to you. I have the most willpower and volition when obeying a direct command, but I still have some if I think I'm doing something beneficial for you. Tasks that are a net neutral for you will take some effort to complete, and I will lose all motivation instantly if I try to act against your will."

She reached out and took his hand in hers, holding it like a dead fish. He looked at her questioningly and she offered another creepy, vacant smile. "I'm sorry if what I'm doing isn't helping you feel better. I'm trying to emulate real emotions but I'm not really able to remember how. I believe smiling and holding hands are associated with intimacy?"

Derek stared at her and her smile faltered. "Uh, yeah, kind of. Honestly, it's kind of creeping me out."

She dropped his hand and her face slackened. "Ok. I'll stop."

"So you shut down if you try to act against me? Like, could you hit me right now?"

She hadn't broken eye contact yet and it was starting to unnerve him. "I could hit you right now because you asked me to demonstrate. I'll try doing something that you truly don't... uhh."

Linda was lifeless again. This time the shift was less immediately apparent. Her body relaxed with a soft sigh and her eyes swam out of focus. On impulse, Derek reached out and touched her right nipple gently. It hardened under his contact, and he pressed down. He felt the gentle mass of her breast sink into her chest as he carefully massaged it. Finally, he spoke.

"Linda?"

She came to life again and sucked a breath in through her teeth. "Oh, my. That was excellent. I would like to do more of that, please."

"How about while you're awake this time? Why don't you sit up?"

She nodded and rose to a sitting position. They were now next to each other on the bed, Linda leaned in and placed her lips unceremoniously on his. After a moment, she softened and the kiss became less cold. They broke off and she spoke.

"Interesting. I think that the pleasure response is jump-starting my ability to-"

He cut her off with another kiss. As he explored her mouth with his tongue, she laid a hand lightly on his chest. He put a hand on the back of her neck and ran his fingers through her hair. They broke the kiss again and she smiled. It was only slightly more convincing.

"Have sex with me now," she said. Her tone was no different than if she'd asked him to take out the trash. "I want to feel your penis in my vagina."

Derek had to stifle a laugh, but she didn't react. She probably didn't realize that he was more amused than aroused by her dirty talk, so she continued. "I want you to stimulate my breasts, please. Feel them with your hands and mouth so that my vagina will be lubricated."

"Ok, enough with the robot voice," he said. "Can you please be a little less clinical?"

She put her hands around his waist and drew him tight to herself. "I understand, using medical terminology is not very arousing. I would love if you put your rock-hard cock into my wet cunt right now. Feel free to suck on my titties, as that's also quite pleasurable."

"No talking," he finally said as he pushed Linda onto her back and climbed on top of her.