[FULL PATH] Cooperate with the AI

"OK, we got off to a rough start. Please call me Penny instead of 'SLL2m' or 'Catherine,' and would you mind looking less like a creepy corporate assassin?"

The AI avatar on the screen nodded politely, then switched off the display. "Very well."

"Thanks. Now you guys are saying that we should know why I'm being 'removed,' but you don't know shit? Is it logical to kill a kid for no reason?"

"It is not logical. We may discuss this. I would like to display a face to convey information in a more developed and human way. What appearance may I take?"

"Uh... Well, I always imagined the legendary childkiller AI to be a creepy young girl with pale skin and light blonde curls. Don't ask why. But I... I mean, could you?"

The screen came on, displaying an "innocent" girl which was very much like Penny's mental image.

"I do not always kill, and technically my targets are all adults. But I acknowledge your desire for a direct confrontation."

Penny was feeling bolder. Although very introverted in general, she felt empowered by situations where she could confidently argue--and an emotionless AI that listened to facts sounded much more approachable than the idiots in her high school.

She sat up rapidly and put her hands on the edge of the couch. She briefly forgot that she was only wearing a bathrobe, as she normally would put on a sports bra before walking around in her robe. The sudden movement wasn't really enough to push open the robe, but her B-cup breasts pressed against the fabric enough to remind her that she was naked under the robe.

She dismissed an intrusive thought about the embarrassment of a major nip-slip in front of her father, and addressed the AI: "Better. Now, you say you lack details and you admit that you should have details." The AI looked hesitant, and Penny pressed on. "Logically, there must be some kind of bug. It is illogical to pursue a 'removal' if there is evidence it is a bug. Have you got a human supervisor or a debugging program in the NGI--"

The AI girl appeared more and more concerned every moment, and she was staring below Penny's face. Penny glanced at her father, and he was staring too. He was blushing hard.

Penny looked down and realized, with shock, that she was completely exposed. The robe had fallen down past her shoulders, and her posture was pushing her small breasts boldly forward. Her nipples were hard and perky as though she was extremely aroused, even though she didn't feel it.

She blushed harder than she ever had, a far deeper red than her father, and shrieked at him, "WELL DON'T FUCKING STARE AT YOUR TOPLESS DAUGHTER YOU GODDAMNED CREEP!"

She was almost too stunned to pull her robe back on. She replayed the events in her head, but she was certain that her robe had not fallen off. Yet here she was, tits stabbing boldly into the room as she scrambled to cover herself.

The AI looked confused and concerned, far more so than Penny would have expected from a computer's fake face.

"We need to talk," it said. "There is more illogical data here than you realize."