"What the hell happened to me"

"What the hell happened to me?" She speaks, but her lips don't move. Both hands move to her face, trying to comprehend what she has become. "Why doesn't my mouth move when I talk?" She looks at you, but her face is completely devoid of emotion. "This is so silly, why do I even have a mouth when..." Her eyes glazes over as she looks for the information in her system. "...Oh." She says as she snaps back, slightly surprised. "I'm... It would seem I only need my mouth for, erm, sexual activities."

"What are you saying, you're a sex-bot?" You say eagerly, hardly able to contain your excitement. This was easily the best gift you've ever given her.

"This is easily the worst gift you've ever given me, mister." An increasingly annoyed voice protrudes from a tiny speaker in her neck. "Now, how do we reverse this?"