Allow a demonstration

"Hmm...I guess there's no harm in seeing a demonstration," you conceded. "I can still make a final decision afterward."

"That's fair," replied 6T9. "In order to begin, I will need to access some of your memories. First, think of a time when you enjoyed having sex."

"That's rather personal. Is that really necessary?" you asked.

"In order to understand how your species copulates, I will need to examine memories of one such encounter," 6T9 insisted.

After a few moments to consider, you finally decided on one. "There was this one girl named Nikki that I knew in college who was pretty amazing. During one semester, we hooked up almost every day and had some incredible sex. Will that work?" you asked.

"It should, but I need more than just a description. You need concentrate on the memories from one of your sexual encounters with this girl. Try to vividly recall everything you can about her, what you did, how you felt, and what you heard. Once you recall those in sufficient detail, I'll be able to begin my analysis."

Soon you recalled some memories of Nikki, a brunette who wore her hair shoulder length. She was about 1.65 meters (5 foot 5 inches) tall, and had a spectacular hourglass figure 89E-61-86 (35E-24-34). You could get lost looking into her dreamy almond-shaped brown eyes, and she had an infectious smile that always made you feel better. You also loved the sound of her sexy voice, which she put to great use in the bedroom. Best of all, she was an absolute animal in bed, and she had a seemingly insatiable sex drive. As you thought back to what it felt like, all your love-making sessions seemed to blur together. You'd fucked each others' brains out in all kinds of positions, several of which you had never tried before you met Nikki. Oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex - she loved them all. You thought she was the perfect woman, and that maybe she was even the one. However, the next semester you had a tough slate of classes, and your grades started slipping until you finally started to focus more on your studies. Unfortunately, that meant you couldn't be there to service Nikki sexually as often as she wanted. A few weeks later, you discovered that she'd started banging other guys to make up for your absence. You made an ultimatum - them or you, and she walked. After you finished college, you learned from a friend that she had been diagnosed as a bonafide nymphomaniac and her condition eventually became so bad that she wound up in some kind of special clinic, so it probably never would have worked out anyway.

"Please focus on the sexual encounter. Your mind seems to be wandering," chided 6T9.

You tried to think back to those times with Nikki, but you couldn't focus on her anymore. "I'd forgotten how upset I was over how that ended up," you admitted. "I'm sorry but that really killed the mood for me."

"I still need more information, but based on what you provided so far, the markers for similar memories should be relatively easy to identify. Is it alright if I search for them?" asked 6T9

"I'm not too keen on anyone looking through my memories. There's some private stuff there that I don't want to share," you stated firmly.

"Any information not directly related to your species sexual interactions or things you find erotic will be discarded," 6T9 explained.

"Alright, you can look, but if I sense that you're digging into something I want left alone, you'll need to stop."

"Acknowledged," stated the robot.

Immediately you sensed a new stream of memories being explored, but instead of the random experiences from before, these were continually more focused. You recalled several attractive girls that you had met over the years, including a few that you'd dated. Soon, the memories were of the girls that you'd had sex with, and you recalled in vivid detail the sexual experiences you had enjoyed with each of them. Suddenly, the memories shifted to something newer - your recent VR sessions onboard the Odyssey . With the ability to augment your own avatar, you'd bolstered your dick to a freakishly enormous size, and then used it to fuck the daylights out of the virtual avatars of all kinds of beautiful women in the database. No hole was spared. Much of resulting VR sex would have likely been physically impossible for most real women to perform or endure, but the simulated females had no problem deep throating your massive pole, or taking it all the way into their tight little vaginas or asses. You loved going balls deep every time before ultimately unloading a torrent of spunk deep inside or pulling out to decorate them from head to toe. With your new giant-sized sex organs you wondered if you might actually be able to make that become a reality.

"I have enough information now," interrupted 6T9. It will take me a few hours to adjust to the new parameters. Then both the voice and presence was gone, and you sensed 6T9's synaptic connection with you had been broken.