Beyond uncanny

As you tried to wake up, a new sensation was present. Whatever it was, it made you feel slow and tired, almost as if you'd been ****. Somewhere there was a tinge of pain, but you couldn't determine where, and after a bit longer, you didn't feel anything at all. Then there was nothing but blackness. You had no idea how long that lasted, but when you finally woke again, things felt remarkably different. The pain from your grafted cock was completely gone, and it felt like it was standing erect. Also, there didn't seem to be probes or tubes stuck anywhere in your body. However, the growing discomfort in your lower abdomen reminded you of when you had to take a piss really badly. That was probably due to the increasing pressure from your new over-sized seminal glands, begging to be relieved.

Finally, you opened your eyes, and saw you were still in the Starpoint's medical lab, but you were no longer on the examination table. Instead, you had been transferred onto a rectangular silvery cushion that rose about 15 cm (6 inches) above the floor. As you looked around, there was no sign of the Grey doctor, but you spotted another figure standing in a shadow near the wall.

"Hello, is that you 6T9?" you asked.

"Yes, but tonight you can call me whatever you like," the robot replied.

That was a somewhat unexpected line. You wondered if that was part of the model's standard dialog for this type of scenario, or did it come up with that from something it found in your memories, or completely on its own. If it could take any shape, it would make sense that the user might want to call it by a certain name, but in this case, you weren't sure which form had ultimately been chosen. Before deciding on a name, you should probably examine the result. "Let me get a closer look at you. I can't see very well with the shadows."

6T9 stepped forward into the light, and you were shocked by what you saw. The robot had morphed into the form of a stunning brunette which reminded you slightly of Nikki, but several features were different. As you looked over 6T9's naked body, the pink protruding nipples reminded you of the first girl you'd fucked. There was also a sexy thong-shaped tan line, just like another girl you'd slept with a few times. Meanwhile the narrow V-shaped pubic hair was similar to yet another. You realized that 6T9 seemed to have merged together several of the best parts of the various girls you'd had sex with over the years, and the combination was uncanny. However, there was one thing that gave away that this wasn't a real human female - 6T9's skin had a shiny plastic look.

"Do you find me appealing?" 6T9 asked.

"Um...." you hesitated for a moment, still coming to grips with the idea that an alien robot could assume such a near-perfect human form. "Yes, you look beautiful 6T9." Rather than coming up with a new name, it felt more comfortable sticking with the original one. The skin would always make you realize this was a robot and not a real human, so there didn't seem much reason to try to come up with a different name.

Then the robot stepped closer, knelt beside you and asked, "Would you like me to continue?"

Between your huge erection begging for attention and the growing pressure in your seminal glands, there was no point in trying to argue. Who cared if this was some robot you'd just met. Your body was telling you that you that your cock needed to unload, and quickly. Besides masturbation, this was your only other option, and it was a pretty damned attractive one. "Please do," you consented.