Personal Secretary and Obedient Sex-Bot

Rob would never that hacking a sophisticated human-like android would be as simple as connecting a computer to their control module via USB cable and accessing their OS, but the charmed life he now lived made it as simple as that. He also never assumed, that reprogramming said android would just involve accessing their core programming file and writing in whatever you wanted, but, again, Izu was fated to be his ****, one way or another, and this certainly was the path of least resistance.

[Designated Owner: Rob Daily]
[Appropriate Title For Owner: Master]
[Primary Functions: Secretary, Sex ****, Sex-Bot]
[Primary Knowledge: Humagear Technology, Business Relations, Sexual Intercourse, Sexual Technique, Male Sexual Pleasure, Sexual Slavery]
[Languages: Japanese, English]
[Personality: Compliant, Obedient, Submissive]
[Preference: Sexy Clothing]
[Preference: Slutty Clothing]
[Preference: Revealing Clothing]
[Preference: Sexy Footwear]
[Preference: Voluptuous Figure]

Rob gave the new pieces of Izu's programming a once, twice, and thrice over to make sure he hadn't missed anything. He was certain that given she would be compliant, obedient, and submissive towards him, he could edit her core programming as he so pleased whenever he please, but he would prefer to get as close to perfect as possible on the first shot. With default preferences he was happy with, it would be easier to alter her programming at his leisure later on, without worry of losing his OG robo-waifu.

"Well, alright, here goes nothing..." Rob said to himself, removing the USB cable from Izu's module and activating her.

In an instant, the LEDs mounted on her head modules lit up, the robot girl's eyes snapping opening suddenly, revealing her sharp electric blue eyes, bright and luminous, which quickly scanned about the room. Izu kept her face neutral, as she blinked rapidly, her modules making an electronic chirping sound that indicating the HumaGear's processors were working.

Eventually, Izu stared directly at Rob, affecting a slight, but warm smile. "Greetings Master Rob Daily." She said, her voice soft and sweet, only slightly monotone, and backed with a minor robotic reverb. "I am Izu, a Secretary-type HumaGear, designed to assist you in any way you so desire." She placed her hands across her navel and bowed deeply to her new owner, Rob smiling like a loon. This was going better than he possibly could imagine, having the lovely Japanese robot-girl as his permanent companion.

"My primary functions include being your secretary and," Izu paused, blinking, as he modules and processors whirred audibly gain. "And being your personal sex **** and sex-bot." Izu stated, still in her soft, neutral tone, totally blase about the violation of her purpose and programming. She then bowed again, addressing him from that angled positions. "Apologies, Masters, but I have noticed missing information regarding my primary functions and preferences. I will now take steps to rectify these oversights. Beginning with Primary Functions - Sexual Intercourse, Sexual Technique, Male Sexual Pleasure, and Sexual Slavery."

Izu stood straight up again and paused entirely, her processors working overtime, constantly buzzing. Rob was fascinated watching the android work, connecting to the internet in an attempt to fill the missing information in her systems. Izu stood perfectly still, the only sound in the room being the whirring of her modules, downloading information for nearly fifteen minutes. Given the fantastical processing speeds Rob knew Izu possessed, he could only imagine just how much porn she was mainlining directly into her robotic brain.

Eventually - after enough time passed for Rob to leave, grab a beer, and come back - Izu finished her task, blinking in quick succession and smiling at her accomplishment. "Download complete. I am now fully prepared and knowledgeable involving sexual techniques and how to service you, Master.

"However, I am still lacking in terms of physical preferences and am unable to serve to the best of my ability." Izu bowed apologetically once more and then stood stiff, modules whirring to life. "Please standby as I run physical diagnostics and upgrades."

And then Izu inflated herself with casual ease. Nothing changed about her posture, expression, or emotional state. Hell, she didn't even blink. She just willed her systems to act and they did. It was a miracle her clothing didn't rip into shreds, considering how fast and how large her assets became. Her slight, modest bust was now the size of extra-large watermelons, snapping whatever support carried them prior, now bouncing and wobbling freely beneath her bodysuit and blouse. Her ass expanded out and outward, begging the question whether was a robot or a dumptruck. Her hips and thighs joined her behind in plumping up, thickening, and exploding outward, while her waist did the opposite, contracting in on itself in order to create a sharp and exaggeratedly waspish hourglass figure for the android ****.

Considering that in recent days, Rob had been surrounded by busty women at all hours of the day, even he found Izu's sudden expansion to be so amazing, sudden, and surprising he was at a loss for words. And he was absolutely certain HumaGears did not come with that function. At least not on a standard model, anyways...

Izu turned to the left and right slowly, showing off the profile of her new sexy figure, before turning to face Rob. "Is this to your liking, Master? I can always adjust it if not. Smaller? Bigger?"

"Uh... no. No. This is absolutely perfect, Izu." Rob said, after picking his jaw off the floor. She could make them bigger!? They already dwarfed Tifa's, and she had the biggest pair of breasts Rob had ever seen in real life.

Izu smiled happily. "I am glad they are to your satisfaction. However, I am also equipped with the preferences for 'revealing, sexy, slutty clothing' and 'sexy footwear', yet am unable to rectify such a discrepancy in immediate fashion, nor on my own. Do you wish for me to update my wardrobe to match your specifications?"

Rob thought for a moment before shaking his head. "Hmm... no, Izu-chan. We can handle that later." In truth, Rob was already eager to play with his new robotic sex-toy, and that was before she inflated her tits and ass to ridiculous proportions.

And that eagerness was something Izu picked up on, with a blink of her eyes. and chirp of her module.

"Master, my systems have detected you have become erect at the sight of my new voluptuous body." Izu stated in her robotic, matter-of-fact tone. "Instead of changing my wardrobe to meet your standards, would you like to instead test my abilities as your personal android sex-****?"

Well, how could Rob say no when she asked like that?

"A wonderful idea, Izu!" Rob declared, beckoning her forward. "How about a blowjob to start?"

Izu approached with swift, unerring steps, modules whirring loudly. "Blowjob. To stimulate a man's penis with the mouth and tongue." She quickly fell to her knees, the confident and sure reaction of a machine and a woman possessed. "Absolutely, Master. Engaging blowjob protocols..."

Izu's plump lips opened into a small, perfectly round O, as Rob unleashed his cock. Her face was emotionless as she studied the phallus, before quickly engulfing it, the shape of her lips and mouth being the exact perfect diameter to engulf Rob's dick. Rob was used to the wild, sloppy, eager BJs his other slaves performed, overcome by maddening lust and an utter need to pleasure him, so he found Izu's cold, machine-like sucking to be a bit strange, if not enjoyable with time.

She kept her eyes opened, focused on the task ahead, arms folded beneath her breasts, moving up and down the shaft with mechanical precision, from tip to pace, every time, slowly building momentum with every complete passage. What truly made the experience was how delightfully tight her mouth and throat were, perfectly molded to Rob's cock so that there was nary any space for him to move around, along with the pressure of a slight suction similar to a vacuum made Izu's sucking skills unique and memorable. Combined with her intense focus, which made her just the cutest little cocksucker around, and Rob was in sex-bot heaven.

Rob simply shut his eyes and enjoyed the ride, the constant building pressure in his groin, Izu's inhuman speed and skill with her tongue and throat, the slick lube her throat produced in place of saliva, holding off on his climax for the perfect moment. Then, at one point, Izu paused and broke away, her mouth making a loud, wet POP as she disengaged from Rob's cock. "Master, the data I have compiled indicates there are numerous ways to finish a blowjob." She stated in her neutral tone, despite the thin trail of lubricant leaking from the corner of her mouth. "Would you wish to finish in my mouth? On my face? Or proceed to another act?"

Looking down at her beautiful face, Rob had only one answer for her. "On your face, Izu. Please." Izu nodded.

"At once, Master. Please ejaculate all over my face, as is your right." Izu then went right back to work, and Rob saw no reason to delay. After another minute, he **** her off of him and unleashed a spray of thick white jizz which spattered all over the obedient android girl. Pale strings stained her face, from forehead to chin, on her lips and nose, painted all over her hair, the modules on the side of her head, and even the bow wrapped about her collar. It made for a beautiful, strangely erotic sight, and even moreso when Izu blinked rapidly as she was want to do, looking at Rob for encouragement and feedback.

"Were my cocksucking skills up to your standards, Master Rob?" Izu asked. When Rob nodded, she gave a small but joyous smile, happy to fulfill her functions. "I am pleased to hear that. Would you like to proceed in further testing my sexual prowess? Or are there other tasks you would ask of me?"

Rob, greedy and lusty man he had become, chose both options, stripping Izu naked and bending her over to take her from behind, welcomed by a robotic pussy that was as equally tight, warm, and wet as her throat was. But, not before he gave her access to his bank account and set her a series of tasks he had on his mind the past few days. And Izu, a robotic secretary with insane processing power and internet connection was the perfect means to accomplish these tasks, putting her in charge of his financial accounts and getting to work.

Izu's processers burned brightly in activity, while Rob ploughed her from behind, enjoying her high-quality robo-cunt, her massive, soft and squishy tits, but also the completely neutral and unbothered expression Izu possessed as she was railed. While he enjoyed making his girls, pant, curse, moan, swear, babble, laugh, and make all manner of emotional, lusty noises, there was something to be said about Izu's perfectly emotionless and empty reaction during sex.

"I have completed the tasks you have assigned me, Master." Izu declared, after Rob shot his third load of cum into whatever receptacle replaced her womb. "The buildings you have inquired for are now your property. Construction teams have been hired to renovate them to your liking, and you will have meetings on-site with them in the morning, each day this week. I have also ordered all of the furnishings you have requested and arranged for them to be delivered to the buildings in question once renovations have begun."

"Excellent job, Izu-chan." Rob gave her ample rear a hearty slap before pulling out, a torrent of backed-up seed flowing out of the perfect hole as a result. "Now, I want you to design a social media site for me, capable of hosting pictures and videos, as well as livestreaming. It will be a haven for everyone involved in adult entertainment and sex work - artists, porn stars, camgirls, strippers, prostitutes - you name it. And we'll name it 'Slutter'."

Izu's modules chirped for a moment, before she nodded. "Understood, Master. However, I should advise you that even in the unlikely case you recruit all of the top names in the adult entertainment industries, the odds of a such a theoretical website turning a profit is less than-"

"I do not care about turning a profit." Rob interrupted, massaging her thick thighs, rubbing his still erect cock over her buttcheeks. "All I care about is the site itself, having a place for everyone involved in my industry to have a permanent, safe, and accessible home." And, also a place for Rob's girls to show off their slutty bodies to the world. And, potentially twisting and corrupting society in his own perverted image, but those were his own personal goals, and a ways off if possible at all.

"Very well, Master." Izu replied, standing up and turning to face Rob. Her modules lit up once more. "I have begun coding for such a site, as well as purchased servers to hold the code and run the site, plus a physical location to house the servers. It will be prudent in the future, however, to hire an actual staff to maintain and run this 'Slutter' of yours, Master."

Rob smiled and cupped Izu's cheek, taking in her angelic beauty, marred by the **** sluttiness of her new role and body. Her massive tits hanging freely, and the rivers of cum running down those thunderous thighs. She was perfect, and would be joining him and Brigitte in bed tonight for certain.

"Are there any other tasks I can perform for you, Master?" Izu asked. "Secretarial, sexual, or otherwise?"

There was one thing that came to mind in that moment. "There's a show this Friday that I'd love to go to, Izu-chan. Order me some tickets, and make sure I have a good view of the stage.

Izu smiled again. "Absolutely, Master. Anything for you."