Recall

You head through the swinging kitchen doors, following the ringing sensation in your body, your recall. You walk past the chefs and their busywork, the glowing ovens and the steaming pots. Some of them cast glances at you and the trail of cum you're leaving behind yourself, but most know not to stick their noses where it doesn't belong. You open the back door and down a corridor, and then a flight of stairs, before you reach the charging chamber, the place you recharge, a white room with cables everywhere and two rows of charging beds for you and the other fembots. The doctor waits for you, standing in front of your charging bed with a clipboard in her hand.

{if d = 3}"Ah there you are," she eyes you top to bottom, "I see you've 'entertained' the guests as you have been instructed, and came when you were called. Good. You show no signs of disobedience or malfunctions. I reckon it's time to put you up for bidding. I've gotten... quite a few bids for you already." She clutches your face and stares deeply into your eyes before kissing you. "Aren't you glad you became a fembot? I'm glad. I'm proud of you my obediant little lapdog."

"Thank you doctor," you reply, blank and empty as always.

"Now go and sleep S4M, you have a busy day ahead of you."

You climb into your charging bed, the glass cover closing over you. A needle plugs into the socket on the back of your neck, and you switch off, falling into a deep, dreamless slumber.{elseif d = 4}"You're late," she eyes you top to bottom, "I'm glad you 'entertained' the guests as you were told to do, but when you are recalled you are to follow instructions. I'm disappointed in you, but more so I'm disappointed in myself for letting you be so disobedient. You were to be approved, but it seems you are not fit to be sold to our more respectable clientele." She steps up to you and grabs your cunt through your dress. "Don't worry, thankfully you're not the only prototype I've been working on. I hope your sisters do better. But for you, my disobedient little pup, you're only fit to be a bargain slut. There's a brothel on Io that I owe a favour to, and I think you'll be the perfect thing to settle the debt. Now say thank you for being let off so easily."

"Thank you doctor, and I'm sorry I disappointed you," you reply, blank and empty as always.

"Now go and sleep S4M, you'll be shipped tomorrow." She lets go of you and leaves. You climb into your charging bed, the glass cover closing over you. A needle plugs into the socket on the back of your neck, and you switch off, falling into a deep, dreamless slumber.{else} There is content here, you need to press 'play game' to your left to see it. {endif}