S.A.M UNIT

I blinked away the spots of random color.

My jaw dropped.

The closet door burst open. "Mason! What the hell was that light? You were supposed to get a blowjob, not flashbang my closet!" Daniel and several others looked in curiously. "And put your dick away man! You'll poke someone's eye out." He chuckled like nothing weird had just happened. Besides the basement blowjob I mean.

I pointed at Sam with a shaking finger. "Do you not see that?"

Where Sam had been a minute ago, now knelt something from a sci-fi porno. A naked android modeled off of Samantha Harwood, her Blue-black hair was in a feathery pixie cut she would have never managed before. A translucent visor reading: INITIALIZING... covered glowing eyes a solid blue. Her skin had a sleek and shiny look like plastic or synthetic rubber, broken up by thin black seams at her joints. Her curves had been lightly enhanced, her small and perky breasts were now impossibly high and firm, tipped with blue areola. While her trim waist had narrowed until her widened hips were nearly twice as wide. I couldn't see her pussy from the way she was kneeling, but I did see the barcode beneath her navel. My dick hardened.

"All I see is a dude freaking out over a blowjob from his sexdoll, did you get something heavier than Nathan's shitty beer?" He pushed the gawkers away and closed the door. "Come out when you aren't half naked dude."

What.

—WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ASSISTANCE MASTER?— Her voice used the same smooth and sultry tones Sam had attempted, only synthesized like autotune.

"What?"

Blue lips curled into a familiar smile. —YOUR ERECTION, MASTER. DO YOU WISH FOR THIS S.A.M. UNIT TO SERVICE IT?—

"Yes!" I shook my head. "I mean no! Sam, are you in there?" I put my hands on her shoulders again, staring into her eyes, looking for any recognition. Her plastic skin was soft and even smoother than it looked, it was cool to the touch.

—THIS S.A.M. UNIT IS FULLY OPERATI— "–Pfft! Hahaha! The look on your face!" The formerly lifeless machine fell back in laughter, clutching her spasming stomach and kicking her feet. Even a few tears trailed down her face.

"You're still Sam?" I slumped in relief and a flicker of disappointment I **** down.

"Hehe~ Yep I'm still Sam. I'm just also a Service Android for Mason now." She beamed at me as she sat up. Not a seductive smirk or a sly grin I'd seen before. A simple, honest expression of joy.

"And... You're okay with that?" I licked my lips. "What does Service Android mean exactly?"

Her hand trailed up her side to pinch her nipple. "Oh, I'm sure we both know what kinda servicing I'm built for~" A long blue tongue slithered out and swirled on an invisible cock before receding. "And I couldn't be happier! Why did you think I sucked off pretty much anyone who asked? I wanted someone to take me and keep me for himself." She crawled into my lap, her ass swaying as she nuzzled my shaft. "Being an Android made for sucking your cock is just a bonus. I can do what I love without worrying about all that stupid human stuff." Her visor folded up and slid behind her ears, looking like a pair of antennas poking through her hair.

You know what? I'm gonna worry about the Hows and Whys later. I have an Android proving she doesn't need to breathe anymore. Or use her mouth to speak.

—THIS UNIT ALSO HAS TWO OTHER HOLES FOR YOU TO USE, MASTER~—

How did she add the ~ !?