Almost...

You sit together on the bed with your arms wrapped around her waist and your head resting on her shoulder, until she stops shaking and you feel her breathing calm down. You're not sure how much time has passed by now. You don't really care though. All that matters to you is that the little girl in your embrace has calmed down.

"I'm sorry."

It was Carliah's voice breaking the silence, but the words could just as easily have been your own. You felt like this was all your fault, but Carliah reassured you that she wasn't mad at you anymore as she continued speaking.

"I'm sorry for lashing out at you, when I should be thanking you for setting me free. I haven't felt emotions like that in such a long time. I didn't know how to deal with it anymore." she tells you, leaning from left to right against your chest. The friction between your naked bodies felt nice, the warmth helping you calm down even further.

"But... I need to know..." she whispers, completely frozen against you now, "what will happen when you leave again?"

She slowly crawls out of your embrace and turns around to look at you. Without her body pressing against yours, a cold emptiness grips your heart. Sadness fills your mind, but the girl you've just confessed your love to is waiting for an answer. So you put yourself together and try to think about what would happen.

"Well... the settings wouldn't immediately turn back to what they were. They would have to be manually reprogrammed. Someone put those settings in there in the first place however, and I'm not sure what will happen when they find out that those settings have been reset." you tell her, saying whatever your mind comes up with.

"I could probably disable the link to the controller with a Denial of Service attack, but that's only a temporary fix. Whoever was in control of your emotions will eventually be able to insert new settings and things would go back to normal." you add. Carliah's expression is grim, but also finally her own. You have an idea though.

"The only real solutions would be to have your ECU removed, or to find and steal the controller from whoever has it now." you explain. You bite your lip as you wait for Carliah to decide what she wants to do. And luckily for your lip, she doesn't take very long to come to a decision.

"I don't want to have my ECU removed. I think there's more fun to be had with it." she says with an unexpectedly coy smile. "And I'm pretty sure I know who has that controller thingy you were talking about. That would be my dad." she adds, the smile fading and making room for a grimace. She clearly didn't like her father very much, you realise.

"My dad has always been a control freak. Exactly the reason why mom dumped his creepy ass. But now I don't know where he is." she tells you, much calmer now. She leans back and pushes her chest forward, giving you a great look at her plump breasts. She groans as she stretches, before leaning forward again.

"Maybe mom knows more about it, but first I really need a shower." she says, before flashing you a mischievous grin. "And you do too, handsome~" she adds before energetically bouncing onto all fours and crawling off the bed. She walks over to the door and looks over her shoulder one more time.

"Come on. Don't want you to get lost." she says teasingly before exiting the room.