O.Z. One-Shots - Robo-Mom

"Okay, Reg. I kept quiet during lunch, but what the hell is going on with Kelly?"

My friend laughed.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to break down and say something. I didn't think you'd make it through the whole meal."

Reg and I only get to see each other a few times a year, since college started. He stayed in Bakerton to take business classes locally, but I'd landed a sweet scholarship in Pacific City. Life's been busy, but we always make sure to check in on holidays and long weekends. His mom, Kelly is one of my favourite fucks outside the family, and he loves trading favours for the occasional night or weekend with my mom, Leanne.

We'd met up for lunch at Reg's place. Kelly had always spoiled us with her cooking, even before she became Reg's property. I hadn't expected how she'd meet me at the front door though.

A few moments after I'd rung the bell, the door swung open and I was greeted by...what I assumed was Kelly. Same bronzed skin, and huge, fake tits, capped by brown nipples. Same giant ass, that didn't match the rest of her slim body and hinted Pearson's famous mod work; but not her usual, welcoming smile.

Instead, I saw what looked like blank, solid piece of white plastic. Her entire head was covered, though I could see separate, circular pieces over her ears. Her breasts were free and looked as delicious as always, though her tits were held up by what might have been a plastic or latex corset, that extended downwards to cover her pussy.

Her arms were encased in the same sort of plastic, with larger, jointed pieces at the shoulders and elbows, with some black, flexible materials to allow for movement. Her hands were gloved in the same shiny material. A similar set of plastic pieces covered her legs, beginning at mid-thigh, and ending in what must have been 8-inch heels. Kelly is not a short woman to begin with, and with the boost from the heels, she had a few inches on me.

She smoothly, but silently gestured for me to follow, and then turned to lead me towards the kitchen. Kelly always led the way for Reg's friends. She knew how much we loved to see her ass jiggle. Whatever was going on, that still remained the same. In the back, her corset became a thong, disappearing into those luscious cheeks, before joining again with the rest of the corset piece on her back.

As she led me to the kitchen, she walked in an even more exaggerated way than normal. Slow and deliberate, with one foot in front of the other, and rolling her hips for maximum jiggle.

Reg had greeted me enthusiastically, and we shared a delicious meal, served silently by Kelly with the same smooth, deliberate movements she'd been using since she'd let me in the house.

I was weirded out the whole time, but probably not as much as you'd think. Reg's family runs a small film production company, and Kelly had been a stage actress before having kids. He'd always had access to cool costumes from the wardrobe department growing up, and his mom loved joining in when he'd invite his friends over to play pretend. Later on, they both got really into cosplay, and even before he turned 18, they would do themed couples costumes in the non-adult section of OZ-Con.

After he turned 18 and took over the family, it went quite a bit further. They both loved sexy role-play, and Reg was in the process of changing their film business to match his own tastes. It wouldn't be fair to call them a porn studio, exactly, but they've found that there's a big market outside the O.Z. for well told stories in all sorts of genres with an incestuous theme, and full sex scenes. Reg isn't much of an actor himself, but he'd told me that Kelly was going to be acting in a few things they had in the works.

So yeah, it was a bit odd watching Kelly in full sex-droid gear, standing rigidly at attention while we ate, but it wasn't the only odd thing I've seen at Reg's house.

I joined in Reg's laughing.

"I figured you were trying to get me to break, but I wanted to see how long you'd keep going. I'm dying to know though. Is from something your studio is working on?"

"No, but good guess. I got the idea for Kellybot from an old costume we found in the warehouse. Dad couldn't remember what it was from, so I had one of our wardrobe people who's helped with some of Mom's OZ-Con costumes customize it for us. I thought maybe I'd play with sexbot Mom a bit and move onto the next thing, but she's really into it. Watch this."

He stood up, and grabbed one of 'Kellybot's' boobs, squeezing hard. She didn't appear to react. He smacked her ass, sending it wobbling, but she remained rigid, standing at attention.

"Give it a try," he said, gesturing me to join in.

I was definitely curious at this point. As I stood up, and looked at her backside, I could see he'd spanked her hard enough to leave a hand print. Kelly had always been pretty ticklish; and making her giggle and moan when I fucked her had always been a delight. I tickled her sides, looking for any reaction, but saw none. Her nipples were erect, but had been that way since she met me at the door, so didn't seem like a reaction to what I was doing. I pinched both, and twisted...hard, but still nothing.

I looked at Reg, impressed. He slapped her ass again then, even harder this time.

"That'll be all Kellybot. You may clean the table and the dishes, and then power down until I have further instructions."

Kellybot moved forward, bending at the waist to gather the plates, showing off her reddening ass in the process. Reg and I headed to the living room.

As we sat down, I had to ask. "Reg...you didn't...find a way to actually make your Mom a robot or something...did you?"

"Fuck, wouldn't that be awesome," he laughed, "but no. Even Pearson's can't do that yet...and I think that might be illegal, even here."

"Then...mental mods? Personality erasure?"

"You know me better than that. I couldn't do that to Mom. She's way more creative with sex games than I am. I couldn't just make her a blank slate. There were some mods though, mental and physical, but not how you might be thinking. She's just really into the role."

"So she's just acting?"

"Yup, mostly," he grinned. "She really gets off on the idea of just being a mindless automaton, designed for pleasure, but only reacting when commanded. I'd never seen her so into a costume or role before."

"Sounds intense."

"It really is. The face piece was her idea. She said she really wanted to act with only her body, and the mask would help me to not think of her as a person. I thought she'd just make those kind of jerky, robotic gestures, but she liked the idea of those controlled, smooth movements. She figured that Kellybot's designer thought every movement should be deliberate, and calculated to show off her body without suggesting she had an awareness that it was sexy, or any suggestion that Kellybot herself could be horny." Reg was really getting into the explanation. No surprise there. What OZ son doesn't like bragging about his mother?

"Doesn't that get tiring though; with the heels and all?"

"Yeah, she was super sore the first few times she played Kellybot. But one of the other actresses at the studio does a lot of dancing, and had some good advice. She was really into ballet before her son shifted her over to pole dancing. Pearson's does non-sex mods too, and they do a lot with muscle control for dancers; ballet in particular. Saves a lot of time building that stuff up naturally, and lets them focus on technique.

Mom begged me to take her for the mods, and who am I to say no to that kind of request? Once the Pearson's consultant heard what she had planned, they had a ton of suggestions. Muscle control of course, but also memory, concentration, and stamina enhancements; we hadn't even considered things like bladder control, but if you want to come off as a convincing non-reactive robot for hours at a time, it really helps."

"So how long does she keep this up?" Reg's enthusiasm was infectious.

"We've been able to keep it going for a full day at a time. We've got other responsibilities, but she's always working on it. I've walked in on her practising Kellybot's movement when she thinks she's alone. Here, check this out."

Reg turned on the TV, and queued up a video file. It looked like a video feed of a closet, in green and black, like night-vision.

"Mom wanted to spend a whole Saturday as Kellybot, but I got called in to deal with a problem at work, so we tried out something she'd been asking to do."

On screen the closet door opened, to show Kellybot outside, and Reg standing behind her. I could just make out what Reg was saying: "Kellybot, return to charging pod and engage standby." Kellybot entered the closet, turned smoothly to face the door as Reg closed it, and remained standing at attention.

Reg smiled and hit fast forward. Kellybot remained rigid as the minutes and hours ticked past. Finally, Reg opened the door again, and ordered Kellybot to resume service.

"Shit, Reg. How long did she stay like that?"

"Seven. Hours," he replied, triumphantly emphasizing each word.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I checked the camera just before I got her out. Putting it in there was her idea. She wanted me to know that she wasn't just going to go about her day and then get back into position when she heard me pull into the driveway."

"That's nuts. How did she do it? I mean, you told me about the mods, but this just seems unreal."

"I'd definitely go stir-crazy, for sure. The mods make it possible, but I still don't think just anyone could do this. She says she can't shut her mind off exactly, so she kind of meditates, repeating 'I am Reggie's perfect sexbot' over and over to herself in her head."

"Fuck that's hot."

"You know it. After I got her out of the closet, I had to get her out of the costume, and fuck her stupid. I was so proud. I wanted to make sure she would respond and fuck me back, and I'd never seen her so wet. She didn't last too long though. Stamina mod or not, she'd been exhausted. You know what she said though, before we crashed for the night?"

"What?"

"'Reggie', she said. 'Next time Kellybot stays in her charging pod all day, I want to try it with a vibrator in her.'"

Reg and I shared a long laugh at that one. Classic Kelly; never satisfied.

"Anyway man," Reg continued. "When Mom heard you were coming by, she begged me to let her be Kellybot today. I haven't let he play with anyone else yet, and she's been dying for me show her off, like she was a new toy, or some kind of fuckable furniture."

"Wow, I'm honored."

"She's been working on something pretty cool. What she calls 'The Perfect Robot Blowjob'. The face-plate actually has a mechanism to retract around her mouth. She's been trying to perfect kind of a clinical blowjob; one that feels great, but shows no enthusiasm on her part. She wants them all to be exactly the same too, so each movement is choreographed. Eventually she wants to have a whole repertoire of choreographed blowjobs, tit-fucks, etc."

"So you can say something like 'Kellybot, assume kneeling position and engage blowjob routine C'?"

"Exactly!"

"Well hell, I'm onboard for that. Have her get that fat robot ass out here, and I'll be happy to help program her."

"Man, I knew you'd get in the spirit. I'll get her, and tell her you're authorized for voice commands priority two. I'm the only one who gets priority one, of course." He winked, and headed to the kitchen, before turning back.

"Oh, one condition. Could you get Leanne over here? I've been waiting for weeks for you two to get home, so we could Mom-swap, and I really want to work on Kellybot's lesbian programming if we have time."

I rolled my eyes, as I dug out my phone to text Mom.

"I guess that's a fair trade. I think you're going to have to authorize her to give Kellybot voice commands too. Once Mom's in 'teacher mode', she's pretty serious about feedback."

"'Teacher mode', huh? Should I call up our costumer? We could send you back to Pacific City with a Leannebot."

(Inspired by the video game character Haydee, from the game of the same name. Lots of great fan-art of her out there, but I couldn't quite find anything that matched the visual here. If I ever do, I'll see about getting the artist's permission to post it with this One-Shot.)