The Next Test

Bruce spent a few hours teaching V the techniques she would to defend herself if the need arose. Once she was finally out on a mission, if it got the to the point she needed to defend herself hand-to-hand, it was probably mission failed. But this was the industry standard for other combat androids, and their boss, Mr. Asim wanted her to be better than the industry standard.

By noon, Bruce decided it was time for an aptitude test and ordered to spar with him. She wasn't nearly a match for him yet, but she was already doing much better than her last attempt at sparring with the training dummy.

"OK!" V said enthusiastically, "I'm ready for that blowbang now!"

"Try and knock me over," Bruce said. V tried a leg sweep but he jumped right over it, grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder.

"Not good enough," he said.

"BUT I WANT CUM!" V shrieked.

"Yikes!" Ben shouted, "Take it easy! Brian, are all of them this psycho?"

"One of her adjustable settings is sexual aggression," Brian explained, "Right now it's turned up to nymphomaniac sex-fiend."

They lowered the setting so she was much calmer and moved on to the next test in the shooting range. V's new software identified the weapons in the armory that it was compatible with then she selected a sleek looking pistol. Instructions for firearms safety, care, and operation entered her mind and she complied without thinking.

"So far so good," Ben said, "Better than she did upstairs anyway. V, see that target down the range?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Give it a shot right between the eyes," he said.

"You still haven't cum in my mouth yet," she said but took aim anyway. She fired once and bullet hit the silhouette in the dead center of the forehead. The men were impressed so V took aim again and fired.

"Missed," Brian said when they didn't see a second bullet hole.

"No she didn't," Ben said as he reviewed the high speed footage. Onscreen, they all watched the second bullet pass cleanly through the bullet hole of the first.

"Holy shit!" Brian said, "Why wasn't she that good in the gym this morning?"

"Well compared to martial arts, ballistics is all just mathematics," Bruce explained.

"I have... ten bullets left," V declared after she checked the clip, "If I get all ten through the same bullet hole, you guys all have to cum in a cup of coffee for me to drink."

She fired ten more times and gave the stunned humans a cocky smile.

"I like my coffee hot and black, like my men," she said as she dropped the gun on the counter and walked up the stairs, "You better start beating that meat, boys!"