Turn on awareness

"Hilda, put on the bra and sit back on the couch," James quickly said. He was having second thoughts about the concept of a totally unaware person while Hilda did all the 'heavy lifting' so to speak. So, he steeled himself for the big reveal, as Hilda casually picked up the bra and affixed it around Ivy's body once again, then sitting down on the couch, clad only in her underwear.

Ivy glances at James with a quirked eyebrow. "So are you in or what?" she asked, again oblivious to the change in attire and position.

"In a minute," James said, gritting his teeth. "I need to be honest with you though. I'd used Hilda a couple times tonight. Nothing big, relatively speaking, but still. I think it's better if you know."

Ivy blinked, as Lucas processed the information. "You're kidding me. While we've been playing games? No way, I don't believe it."

"Hilda, turn on awareness for Half-Doll mode."

Ivy looked around, suddenly feeling a chill, before looking down at her body. "Aaaaaah, holy shit dude! When the hell did this happen!" Ivy said, as Lucas's mannerisms dominated the behavior. It wasn't Ivy's normal girlish squeal, definitely more of Lucas's yell as she almost tossed the controller out of her hands in shock.

"Uh, before the last round. I asked Hilda to remove some of your clothes." James purposefully didn't elaborate, nor did he talk about lap time, or anything like that. He thought it would be best to ease into it.

Lucas, however, went from shock to amusement, apparently of a different mind. "Dude, I can't believe you haven't just tried to get inside me yet. You know Luke has been cheering you on from the sidelines for forever! I thought you would've done that the first chance you got, you've got a lot of restraint. I'm... well, I'm a little happy about that, but still, how do you not stick it in this body?" Lucas accentuates that by gripping Ivy's breasts, jiggling what was under the bra with her hands.

James rolled his eyes. "Knock it off, would you Luke? I'm being serious here, I don't want to just do stuff with the body while neither you nor Ivy know. It's like... I'm stealing time from you two, more than anything else. Not to mention, I don't know that Ivy would even--"

"Oh, she wants to, dude." Ivy nodded solemnly. "Or, I want to, when I'm mixed. I don't know which way to say it... look, I'm neither Luke nor Ivy like this, I'm like a hybrid, right? Each one of them has compromises and their brain signals are playing off each other to make me like this. So maybe full Ivy doesn't want to. And full Luke doesn't want to. But when we're in the middle, we're like right on the edge, we just need..." Ivy shrugged a little, looking away. "A little guidance, I guess."

James grinned, as he took Luke's meaning. "I understand, no problem. Here, watch this: Hilda, stand up and shake your hips."

Instead of her casual expression, Ivy's eyes went wide as she stood up, her hips swaying back and forth in front of James. "Holy... how?! How is this possible dude? It feels so natural, like it just happens subconsciously!" Ivy's face turned red, as she tried to look away from James. "I need some backup, p-put us at like fifty-fifty again or something."

"Hilda, put the mix back to fifty percent." James seemed happy to oblige that request, as he could almost watch Ivy's demeanor change, back to the girl she had been since midday--that ideal blend of two worlds, boyish friendship and romance. Ivy smiled a little, though she was still a bit bashful.

"Okay, yeah, this isn't... so bad, I think," Ivy said, finally. She took a deep breath, as her body was made to spin around, swaying her ass seductively back and forth. How long does this go on?"

"Hilda, what's the duration of this animation?"

"It's an endless loop, until you use a cancel command or leave the vicinity," Hilda said cheerily.

Ivy was again stunned, hearing herself speak--although with a seemingly different tone, when Hilda was active--and her jaw dropped. "That's so bizarre, why the hell would Hideki make their AI assistant able to do stuff like this?"

"I don't know. Hilda, you can stop the animation."

"Understood!" Hilda chimed. "By the way, you should still register your phone with me so you can get access to all your settings and notifications."

Ivy shuddered. Unbeknownst to James, there was something that this mix of Ivy and Lucas found alluring about the idea that she wasn't fully in control. That was why she suggested Doll mode in the first place, but being aware of all these little weird things she was being made to do... it was even better! "Huh. Well, Jim. Show me, uh, how to do something else." Ivy winked, nervous but likewise clearly aroused by this point.

James wasn't going to hold back now, though he was going to continually ramp things up! "Hilda, give me a lap dance, no bra."

Ivy's eyes again went wide and she squealed as Hilda reached back to again unhook the bra, putting Ivy once more in just her panties as she strutted back to James. She swayed her hips more, leaning forward as she almost immediately smothered James's face with her breasts, swaying her chest back and forth as her hips came down on top of James, swaying and grinding and swirling hypnotically as if listening to some music. James didn't touch, letting Hilda's actions speak for themselves. "My god..." was all Ivy could say, as she found herself getting wetter at gaining a sudden skill--made all the better by being very aware of James's bulge beneath his pants. Hilda's grinding against his crotch wouldn't allow her to miss it.

"Crazy, right?" James said, with a grin. "Having the admin passcode is a pretty good benefit, I think."

Ivy nodded, still dancing, her whole body seeming to sway and thrust in ways either of them had only seen in videos. And... that was also part of the problem, they soon realized. These were animations, they played in a specific way, and they weren't easily modified to match the situation. When James shifted, Ivy didn't, and it seemed to put her a bit off-balance. Hilda wouldn't make corrections unless it affected her ability to continue what she was doing.

"Too bad Hilda isn't in the mix, maybe she would be able to compensate a little better," Ivy joked.

James pondered that a moment, deciding to ask. "Hilda, are you able to be mixed with the other personalities?"

"While I don't have any instances of it being done, it's theoretically possible," Hilda plainly stated, as if she were sitting still and not sliding her ass across James's lap. "My neural map is based off of a human, although the Ascend is incapable of fully processing the parallelism of a human brain. If I am included in the mix, I can offload some of my processing to the two, and thus in theory would seem to be a third member of a mix."

James and Ivy looked at each other, surprised and suddenly wondering if they would even dare to go that far... that could make for a better integrated, singular being, but it also meant that Ivy and Lucas would share in the duty of being James's AI assistant, in a sense. He could go for it, or he could keep them as-is and worry about other options later--if he spent too much time tinkering with Hilda and the Ascend settings again, he might miss another opportunity to actually go all the way with his girlfriend!