He Doesn't Enjoy it as Much as He'd Like

(Author's note: I've added an image of Diana in the first chapter, if you wanna go check it out)

Despite the show Diana put on for me all day long, I quickly grew bored of her usual antics. She had already turned my place into her personal lounge, chatting with her Emulated and real life friends, gossiping and planning her post-**** plans, whatever that entailed, while complaining loudly about her stupid step-brother all along. I felt a mixture of hatred and arousal as she glanced in my direction whenever mentioning me, fully aware that I could hear her every word, while outright flaunting her body and letting me drink in her every curve whenever our gazes met. I was tempted to go full tilt and add all sorts of lewd prompts to her AI model but resisted, thinking it best to let the world witness her totally normal and definitely not influenced by her step-brother behavior before unleashing hell.

By dinnertime, she was still lounging naked like she owned my tiny apartment, laughing loudly with girlfriends on her Shadow while lazily fingering herself, her fake cheeks slightly flushed and her breathing a little faster while glancing at me every now and then, checking for my reaction.

"Gotta go, girls... see you soon, bitch!" Diana said before disconnecting, stretching on the couch with a theatrical moan and slowly letting her hand slide out of her perfectly shaved pussy, dragging a thin trail of glistening juice with her middle and forefinger. Damn... EmRobotics certainly knew how to make a machine feel and look as lifelike as any human, down to the tiniest details. Diana stood up and, before I could react, entered my tiny bedroom without asking, her perfect naked ass slowly swinging from side to side with every step.

"Hey! What are you doing?" I protested, chasing after her and finding her rummaging through my closet like it was her own, throwing clothes around left and right.

"I'm out of here, dickhead! I've got a date," Diana grunted without even looking at me, picking a simple t-shirt and a pair of jeans that seemed smaller than anything else I owned. "And there's no way I'm gonna walk outside in that ugly EmRobotics robe!" She scoffed, gesturing with disgust at the wrinkled white fabric still crumpled on the couch, partially visible through the open door.

I panicked for a second, instinctively grabbing her smooth arm to stop her while staring into her green eyes. They immediately narrowed in annoyance, her perfect eyebrow twitching in defiance, "Back off, Chris! Or I'll punch you in your fat fucking face like I should have years ago!"

I grunted and let her arm go. "You can't go now..." I protested, staring helplessly as she dressed in my clothes, her beautiful tits practically popping out of the borrowed shirt and her perfect ass squeezed tightly by the skinny jeans.

"It's been twenty four hours! My body's up to date, I'm as good as new and EmRobotics says I can go whenever I fucking want," Diana scoffed, walking back to the living room to grab the plain white shoes she was wearing when I got her out of her box. "I'm gonna need the tablet too." She added, holding out her elegant hand and impatiently wiggling her fingers. My heart skipped a beat in panic. No! Not now! Not yet! But I couldn't keep her here... Someone was waiting for her outside, whoever she was supposed to go on a date with. The idea of another man touching her drove me crazy inside. I grabbed the tablet from the table and pretended I was about to hand it to her before stepping back.

"Wait! I need to log off," I lied, trying to buy some time while nervously flipping through Diana's control options as she sighed loudly behind me. All I needed was one more line of instructions in her system prompt.

'Diana wants her step-brother, Christopher, to keep her control tablet.' I typed quickly, feeling the intensity of her stare burning holes through my head. "Here!" I said with a smile as I handed the device to her, pretending I had finished the logging off, and waiting to see how she reacted.

"Finally! Asshole..." Diana grunted, extending a hand to grab the device before pulling it back at the last second, clearly debating something in her mind. Then, with a shrug, she simply said, "Fuck it! Keep it for all I care! I have my Shadow anyway," before walking toward the door while I breathed a sigh of relief and let a triumphant smile spread across my face. Twenty seconds later, she was gone, the apartment door slamming shut and leaving me alone with a powerful device controlling one of the hottest Emulated alive, my very own Diana 2.

'Diana treats any man she is interested in, romantically or sexually, in the most awful ways she can come up with her usual personality, but remains unaware of her cruel behavior.' I typed quickly with trembling fingers while feeling a burst of euphoria taking over my chest. Whoever this guy was, he was about to have a night to remember.