A controllable steed

"No racing until I've figured out just how to be part robot horse!" Ivy huffed, crossing her arms. At the moment she looked more like a robot valkyrie or something instead of a horse, but Luke got the message loud and clear.

"Roger that, one robo horse Ivy coming right up..!" Amazingly, Luke was able to modify her body, both biological and mechanical aspects, in real time now! It was like she was shapeshifting from one creature to another, to James's astonishment, as she watched Ivy sprout the four sturdy legs again, rising up into the air further and further as her lower half grew out, her upper half looking once again very human--and very nude again. "Oh, whoops, hold on..." a sports bra in black grew around Ivy's body, so she didn't have to cross her arms to try and maintain any sort of decency on her own.

It was a fitting choice, as Ivy seemed ready for a workout! At first she looked back, lifting one leg at a time and watching as she did so, before she tested some basic walking and trotting now that she had more freedom to move around than the narrow paths of the basement. Ivy came up to James, peering down at her--James was eye level with Ivy's bellybutton, and Ivy felt magnificently tall as she looked down, peering over her larger breasts to see the surprised face of James. ...To be fair, it was the surprised face of a young Linda Grisham, which was still a surprise for Ivy to look at. Luke really needed to absorb some more bodies to do human changes, it was strange staring at a young version of his mom's face clad in sexy black armor, and thinking of that as her boyfriend.

"How's your steed looking, huh?" Ivy said, grinning widely with her hands on her hips. "I think I look pretty sexy in mirror-black, huh?" She leans down, taking a moment to consider whose face she was looking at... and then tried a kiss on James's lips. James quickly reciprocated, reaching up to put her armored hands around Ivy's upper body to hold her for a moment, before breaking off. James wandered around Ivy's side, trailing a hand along the metals and plastics that made up the quadrupedal bottom of Ivy's body. Ivy, meanwhile, shuddered in delight, partly from the kiss and partly from the touch of those armored hands running along synthetic body parts, surprised by how much tactile sensation she had.

"I didn't think I would enjoy that kiss," Ivy finally said, wondering aloud about it while James continued to run his hand along the body. Ivy shifted in place at all the sensations, humming a little to herself in joy at all this attention.

"You weren't fully alone in that kiss. I stepped in at least a little bit on your behalf," Luke said. "I'm trying to not tinker with your biological side too far, but adjusting your affections so you feel better connected to James like that is part of my testing how far I can go. I will say, though, the attraction is all you, just that I'd made the changes so it would happen at all."

James pat the hind-quarters of Ivy when he was fully in back, glancing up at her as she peered over her shoulder. "Why not do a speed test now?" James asked. "I'll be here for the second pass to try riding, but I think you should see how fast you can go without anyone else on there."

Ivy paused, shifting again on those legs. She seemed comfortable enough walking, but it still felt like a lot of metal under Ivy's command now. "I'd love to, James, but I'm not sure that I could--"

"Ivy, gallop to the far end and back."

With a surprised scream, Ivy took off at astounding speed! It seemed the Hilda AI inside her was still in full effect, as the Yabusa-powered legs quickly hit an incredible speed in their galloping! Ivy had tried out for the track team once, but she'd never experienced moving like this before! Her legs were in perfect sync, thanks to some robotic stabilizers and such that were out of Ivy's direct control at this particular speed, but she looked like a true galloping centaur, her rubbery hooves even making a familiar clopping noise as she was soon at the far end of the wall, before swinging around in a wide U-turn, not slowing down much at all in the process! Her return trip seemed even faster, likely as she better synchronized with the running motions and felt more comfortable. As she approached James again, she slowed, trotting to her, breathing rapidly with her hair all out of place from the rush.

She came right up in front of James, leaned down... and smacked James on the side of the head, not too hard but hard enough to get the message across. "No commands when I'm just learning this..!" Ivy said, still huffing. Although, her anger didn't last very long, as she started to laugh once she realized just how much fun that had been. She lowered herself a little, as some foot pedals extended from the Project Ichabod's sides. "Okay, noble knight, climb on and I'll show you how it feels to ride along. But, again, no commands or I'm bucking you right off."

James grinned. "Fair!" She climbed on quickly, assisted by the strength of the Meteor V android body, which now behaved more like a power suit with whatever Luke had done to it. It was funny to think that all of these robots probably cost years of research and millions of dollars to produce the unfinished machines, and here was Lucas making all of them into far more useful products, requiring only the technology from Hideki, of all places, to do so. The companies being so entrenched in a rivalry would never allow such a thing to occur, but to James, it was just an interesting thought about the potential of such devices.

Once atop Ivy's lower half, James found the footpegs and some handlebars on either side. Ivy squirmed for a moment or two, surprised at feeling the weight of someone else on part of her new body, but she eventually adjusted. Without a word of warning to James, she took off again, not as fast since the Meteor armor did add a couple hundred extra pounds, but still reaching a gallop eventually! James admired both the appearance of Ivy's body from behind, from her flowing hair down to the skin along her back, until the point where she was fused into the metallic being she'd assimilated into her control. James was more used to things like the motorcycle mode and such, but the speed didn't bother her, and she knew Ivy wouldn't go faster than she could handle with her new body.

From afar, they likely did look like knight and steed, as the two laughed and joked with each other as they ran all about the empty warehouse, which was somewhat like a modern castle, fitting the mood quite well! After a while of running, Ivy slowed down, glancing back with a grin over her shoulders. "I could get used to stuff like this! Assuming we can get away with it."

"It'll need some tweaks," Luke said from his disembodied voice somewhere on Ivy's form, "but a new paint job, some adjustments to the fairing, and no one would suspect it was Yabusa tech. Once I return this stuff to my dad and we fabricate our own tech, that is. We're going to need to take a trip to some scrapyards to get a lot of materials for these."

As Ivy just casually strolled along with James on her back, James was busy looking at all the other parts and panels on the Project Ichabod frame where she could reach. "Hey, Luke, what's this?" she asked as she tapped at what looked like another access panel.

"Don't know. Can you open it?" Luke asked, as Ivy looked back again, trying to see what James was talking about, but her torso didn't allow her to get quite a good angle.

"Yeah, just one second." James opened the panel, and tugged on the handles from within--they looked like controllers, of some sort, with all the buttons on them. they popped out of little holsters when James tugged, and Ivy's body came to a halt. Not just the legs, all of it.

"Engaging manual mode," Ivy said. "...wait, manual mode? What did you do, why was I talking just now?"

James blinked, holding up the controllers a bit to examine, before a thumb came to one of the analog sticks. Curiously, she pushed it forward, and Ivy started walking straight when she did! "Hnnnh, this feels so weird," Ivy said. "This isn't like any of the other times I'd been controlled by you or Luke. It feels sort of like... puppet strings? Like I'm being yanked along."

"Manual mode, huh?" Luke said, curiously. "Let me take a look in the database here... ah, here we go. You've got two controllers for each hand, right? There should be quite a few buttons, they're motion sensitive, there's even a microphone that you can speak into and Project Ichabod is supposed to repeat it on a loud speaker. I assume that's how Ivy was being made to talk, her upper body still has a lot of the electronics from the camera unit and stuff in it. There must have been more to it... ah, yep. There was supposed to be some other accessories, including the speaker and even some gripper arms, those weren't installed but with Ivy attached, the programming assumes it's completely functional via her.

"F-functional? Like, James can move all of me with a controller?" Ivy asked, a bit red in the face.

With a quick hop, James dismounted Ivy, and walked around to her front. "Well, let's see. They aren't connected to you, so I'm assuming it's meant to be that I could move you remotely. How about... this." James pushed a button, and Ivy leapt forward! He pushed again, another leap. Ivy's torso remained surprisingly balanced in the powerful leaps, rather than flopping all about, so it was probably a good thing that the electronics extended into her since that was likely for camera stabilization.

Using the thumbstick again, James brought Ivy back around to walk in front of him. "It looks like the triggers are tied to different groups, there's movement and then some other stuff, depending on what mode I'm in. How do I switch modes? ...Oh, nevermind, here it is."

"Gripper mode. Walk mode. Dual mode. Sport mode. Gripper mode. James, stop making me Walk mode. ...Making me say that! Gripper mode." Ivy struggled to maintain control over her own mouth all throughout all the mode changes as James hit buttons! When in 'gripper mode', James tried to use some of the motion controls as well as the sticks, finding that Ivy's arms and torso were now tied to the controls while her legs stood still.

Ivy groaned a bit as she tried not to let her arms move all about, because it did feel exceedingly strange for her arms to be tugged all about by this unnatural sort of control. She still liked the sensation, but she was trying to get used to it, as she felt exceedingly more robotic with these controls active. One stick moved her torso up, down, or turning side to side, the other stick in the other hand featured 'camera controls' which actually seemed to orient Ivy's face wherever James wanted to point it. That would likely be useful were they linked up to a camera, but now it was more like she could make her look in one direction in a sort of heroic-looking pose.

"This feels so dumb," Ivy said, but then she started to yelp as she felt her hands, fingers splayed, thump against her stomach! Her hands were messily fondling her own body, as James had fairly limited control with the motion controller, and no tactile feedback of her own. Ivy's arms looked like she was caressing herself, but it was about as sexy as trying to operate a crane game, which James at least found amusing, while Ivy just rolled her eyes. The triggers let James control the curl of Ivy's fingers, balling into a fist or splaying out flat, so James naturally took it as a challenge to rotate Ivy's arms and hands to the bottom of her sports bra, and then lift it up. James couldn't quite get it right, as Ivy whined the whole time, trying to not express the secret fact that this sloppy, messy control over her body was hot in its own right, like she had lost control to some alien being that didn't understand how humans worked but desperately wanted to learn about their bodies.

Eventually, James was able to scoop up under the bra, and she made Ivy tug it up and away, a bit roughly and clunkily all throughout, but Ivy's breasts did come free. After glancing around to make sure they really were alone, because Ivy was whimpering her complaints about being exposed like this where other people might show up, James tried her best to make Ivy grab at her breasts and jiggle them. More whining, but also some giggling from Ivy as James couldn't quite get the hang of her hands like this, so sometimes she'd find herself slapping her hands against her chest a bit painfully, other times she seemed to tickle herself as James juuuuust missed making significant contact when trying to be gentler. Eventually, James gets enough control that she's able to make Ivy jiggle her large breasts in each hand, and Ivy can't help but laugh in an embarrassing way.

"That's not so bad, is it?" James asked, grinning up at Ivy as her head swiveled back around to look down at her controlling partner.

"It's weird as hell," Ivy said. "It could be worse, but the controls are so unrefined, you're going to need to get in some practice with those before I let you use these for long periods of time. Actually I love it a lot and I love when James makes me squeeze my big boobs." Ivy shut her eyes tight after the last part, when James had tested speaking into the microphone to make her say what James wished!

James relinquished control by putting the manual controllers back in their dock so Ivy could right her attire, and for a while she and Ivy just walked alongside each other, talking about Project Ichabod and the Meteor V body and how sexy either of them were. And then they froze when they heard a noise, something that wasn't coming from either of them.

"What was that?" Ivy asked, suddenly worried that they weren't alone.