Mirror Testing

Cameron walked into the lab the next day and almost coughed up a lung.

"What the hell?" he asked, "Daniel what are you doing?"

"Reflective paint," Daniel explained, "I'm spray painting it onto some foam which should be better than a giant glass mirror."

"Yeah but what's its reflective index?" Cameron asked, "Will it get the same results from-" he didn't even finish before 427 crashed into the foam out of nowhere and tackled it to the floor. The two engineers looked at each other and sighed while the confused sexbot tried making out with her own reflection.

"Fuck," she said after a while and got back to her feet, "That's my reflection isn't it?"

"Guess that answers that question," Daniel said, "Morning, 427."

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully, "But I thought we were going with Brit."

"Okay, Brit," Cameron said then her eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Thanks," Brit said, "You don't know what it means to have a name now."

"You're... welcome..." Daniel said uncomfortably, "So are you ready to get started? First let's run some tests and answer some questions. You already failed the first test, so how about this?"

Then he held up a small handheld mirror for her and asked, "Do you recognize this as a mirror?"

"Uh huh," she said.

"Okay, how?" Cameron asked.

"Because Daniel's holding it," she said.

"Then how about this?" he picked up the large foam mirror and leaned it against the wall. Brit got up to run over to it but then sat back down.

"What stopped you?" Cameron asked.

"I remember running into it a second ago," she said.

"So object permanence isn't the problem," Daniel said, "At least short term. What did you actually see when you ran into it?"

"One of my sisters," she said.

"Not a human?" Cameron asked.

"No, she was wearing an armband," Brit said pointing to the band that all of the Venus bots wore so the humans could identify them.

"Those bands have your serial number in the sleeve," Daniel said, "Why didn't you realize that was you?"

"I can't see the serial number looking straight ahead," she said. Cameron thought of a quick experiment, took her armband, then told to leave and come back in fifteen minutes while Daniel moved the mirror to another wall. When Brit returned she walked up to it and tried to seduce her reflection for a moment before she realized her mistake.

"So why didn't you run into it that time?" Daniel asked.

"I thought she was a human," Brit explained, "I'm programmed to be more reserved when I approach humans."

"But you would crash into one of your sisters?" Cameron asked.

"Well yeah," she shrugged, "Our standard greeting to go in for a big sloppy French kiss and finger each others' pussies."

"Still, you already knew there was a mirror in here," Cameron, "You didn't think that it might have moved huh?"

"So long term object permanence is the problem," Daniel said, "We've got a lot of work ahead of us, better get cracking."

Their first idea was to teach her AI to recognize the general appearance of a mirror. Instead of programming it by hand, it was Brit actually who suggested piggy-backing off her learning matrix. This meant the two of them fucking her in front of a mirror for most of the day. By lunch, the two humans were spent, and their legs and arms felt limp, so Brit acted like a good intern and went to grab them coffee.

When she out of the lab though, she ran into an Aphrodyne employee who asked her to morph into a naughty little succubus for him. After he finished fucking her silly, she forgot to morph back into the blonde coed intern and when she returned to the lab, she ran into the foam mirror again. Cameron and Daniel sighed and groaned in exasperation that they had been sent back to square one. It turned out that three-hour threesome had only taught her to recognize that particular form in the mirror, not a mirror itself.

Then they eventually figured out the 3-D model of her current form was saved as an asset inside her computational memory, so they tried linking her visual center to the function that called up that asset. Unfortunately, that data was locked behind her encryption, which Robcorp, not Aphrodyne, expressly forbade even their engineers from tampering with, so they didn't get far on that train of thought.

Day in: run some tests. Day out: back to the drawing board. And every time she transformed, all their progress was lost.

As days turned to weeks without progress, Brit felt like the two humans gradually started treating her like one of their coworkers instead of their project. Albeit a free-use, fucktoy of a coworker. At the same time, she got to learn a lot more about her own code than she ever had before; to the point the humans even let her compile her own data when they were too exhausted, either from work or from having sex with her for hours at a time. And when they weren't fucking her, she was pleasuring them anyway, usually blowing one of them beneath their desk.

"We need to re-evaluate," Daniel said one day while Brit was sucking his cock, as usual, "This clearly isn't working."

"I'll say," Cameron agreed, "Linda only gave us five weeks of funding for this project."

"She'll extend that funding," Daniel said, "I mean have you asked her yet?"

"Oh of course she will," Cameron said, "But you know how pissed she'll be when we ask."

Brit popped Daniel's cock out of her mouth and said, "I could probably appease her if I volunteered to eat her out."

"That won't be necessary," Daniel said.

"Aw but I was really looking forward to licking your boss's pussy!" Brit whined and continued giving him a blowjob, but then she scrunched her nose and winced.

"Is something burning?" she asked. She peeked around Daniel's legs toward their little coffee nook. There was a little spark and the coffee pot started smoking.

"DANIEL!" she shouted and pointed.

"Oh shit!" he leapt of of his chair to unplug the appliance, spilling a can full of markers all over Brit who was still under the desk. She yelped with surprise and several pens hit her face on the way down. Meanwhile, Daniel was able to cut the power, but not before Cameron had to blow up the tiny fire with their office fire extinguisher. Even though it was out, the fire alarms still sounded all through the building after detecting smoke.

"We better follow protocol," Cameron said, "Linda will want to know the situation is under control. Come along Brit. Wait..."

The markers had left a very distinctive pattern when they hit her in the face. There was a black dot on her her forehead, a blue dot on her left cheek, and a red line down her right cheek.

"Hold on a second," he said and grabbed the right markers.

"Cameron come on," Daniel said, but he knew it wasn't an emergency. Cameron held up his finger and filled in two different-colored circles on each of Brit's cheeks.

"Hey Brit, how does a threesome sound?" Cameron asked.

"I'm always down for a threesome!" she smiled.

"Right now?" Daniel asked.

"Right now," Cameron said.