Awkward Encounters

Breakfast was an awkward affair. You woke groggily, your shoulder and neck stiff from the bad angle you had slept on and from the tossing and turning you had done during the night. By the time you had showered, dressed and stumbled your way downstairs to the kitchen the kids were already sitting at the table eating.

“Dad!” Tommy cheered, “Lana made us pancakes!”

And so she did. Several stacks of them, with cream and strawberries on both the kids plates.

“Wow,” you said, genuinely impressed, “you guys are lucky this morning.”

A warm cup of coffee was held out to you, and there Lana was, standing perfectly with a doll’s smile on her beautiful face. “Coffee, Mr Taylor?”

You took the offered cup gratefully, but found you couldn’t quite meet the android’s gaze after the dream you had last night. “Thanks…”

Lana bowed once and then placed another plate on the table, a decent stack of fresh pancakes waiting for you. Taking your place beside the kids, you took a sip of coffee, savoured the rich blend, and then went to work on the meal before you.

“Holy shit,” you gasped, “that’s tasty!”

“Thank you,” Lana replied, in a smooth, emotionless voice. “It gladdens me that you like it.”

You sat and ate in a relaxed quiet with the kids, checking the news on your phone occasionally. The forecast was predicting an absolute shitshow thunderstorm, and glancing out the window he couldn’t see dark clouds massing.

“Alright kiddos,” you said, getting up, “grab your stuff, time for school!”

The kids made to do so, but as you went to get your coat you felt the soft touch of Lana on your arm. “I can take them if you want, Mr Taylor. The route to their school has been uploaded into my internal GPS.”

For a moment you thought you saw a flash of blue in her eyes again, but it was so quick that it might have been a trick of the light.

“No, it’s fine,” you glanced about, “but uh…if you want something to do, maybe you could tidy up a little around the house?”

Another doll’s smile came upon Lana’s face. “Of course, Mr Taylor. It would be my pleasure.”

Something twisted and churned in your chest at the way she said ‘pleasure’. You dwelt on that feeling the entire time to and back from the school.

When you returned home you retreated to the security of your study/office while Lana went about vacuuming the downstairs. You were lucky enough that your boss allowed you a couple of days each week to work from home, but you also had a massive project due that would take the better part of the week to finish. It was a gruesome business, reading through every single account, having to make tiny adjustments until the numbers were where they needed to be. Before you knew it, four hours had past and you were ready for another coffee and a snack.

The house was silent as left the study, and you quickly learnt why as you walked by the guest room. Lana stood before her charging port, eyes unfocused and stripped down to her underwear. You scanned every inch of the bare flesh, took note of its healthy colour, the roundness of her ass, the perkiness of her breasts. She was by far one of the most attractive ‘people’ you had ever seen.

But then something happened that made your eyes widen in shock. Three large cables protruded from the wall-mounted charging device, the ends of the each cable almost phallic in shape.

In turn, something shifted within Lana and three compartments opened up in her body. There was a port in the back of her neck that glowed blue as it exposed her positron brain, another in her spine, and a third just above the heart-shaped bubble of her ass.

The tendrils found their homes in each hole, plugging in and pulsing with a deep blue glow. Lana gasped slightly as her body was fed the energy, and to your great surprise her flesh began to shift. Her muscles expanded and contracted, her breasts enlarged and then returned to their normal size, her whole body seemed to swell and shrink as it was fed and processed energy.

It was fascinating and horrifying in equal measure, and you found yourself growing hard at the thought that her flesh was so malleable. But then Lana looked up, and stared right at you with those doll eyes. You barely contained your gasp and quickly walked by.