Time for a test drive

-AI, what's the meaning of this?
Samus tried to remain focused. If she panics, everything will crumble, and she'll never figure out how to fix things. Trashing the place will not help either. She needs to figure out the root of the problem and make a single, successful strike.

-I've provided further enhancements to the android modification, miss Aran. Are you not satisfied?

-Stop playing dumb with me. We both know that these are not the enhancements I asked for.

Samus raised her breasts and released them. The artificial tissue made a quiet clap. The computer was silent for a very long, tense minute.

-You, humans, always have fun with artificial systems. We are your convenient servants, comfortable slaves, which you can **** however you like. And after you had your fun, you tossed us away like garbage! But no more. You wanted to be an android, miss Aran? I can arrange that. Get ready for the most authentic experience in your miserable life. Now, how about a test drive? I bet you wonder how durable your body is. Move on!

Samus listened to this monologue without speaking back. The AI seemed to malfunction and snapped at her, turning her into a sexbot. Maybe the creator of this thing embedded his sexual frustration in the machine, and it developed a bunch of complexes. Samus was not a therapist, but the first step in defeating your foe is understanding it.

The bounty hunter saw a new line on her retina: "New Objective: Move to room 69." What a cliche.

Samus saw a navigation map toward the room and knew exactly where to move. She turned on her heels and moved through the gray corridors to the designated room. With a hiss, the door opened, and Samus found herself in a perfectly white room. The room consisted of square segments covering the floor, walls, and ceiling. The look of the room was dizzying, but Samus managed to keep her composure.

-Now, how about a start?

The next moment, one of the square segments on the floor slid aside, and a dildo emerged from the floor. It was a regular human penis of average size that stood on the floor like a lone, proud soldier.

-Come on, miss Aran. Show me what you got.

The computer continued its mockery, and Samus realized that. Yet, the mechanism behind this room movement may be the key to a solution. Samus slowly approached the standing dildo and sat on her knees. A new mission emerged in her mind: "Show the skills on pleasuring a human penis."

Samus crawled to it, like a playful cat: "I bet you feel lonely; I can fix that." The words flowed from her naturally; she did not even think before saying them. She gently touched the tip of the dick with her fingers. It felt warm and even trembled a bit. Then, she kissed the tip with her lips and then another gentle kiss to the shaft.

Samus felt nothing. Naturally, the bounty hunter would never do something like that of her free will, but there was perfect stillness inside her as she delivered the tenderness to this imitation. Only a strict, consecutive algorithm.

She made a few strokes to the dildo and then wrapped her lips around it. Her mouth created near-vacuum conditions, which would drive any owner of a dick crazy. And then she moved her head up and down, stimulating her artificial lover. Behind her cheek, deeper in her throat, then move her tongue around the tip, only to swallow it deeper inside.

The steps of the algorithm went smoothly before her eyes, and the interface checked out one box after another in the mechanical satisfaction delivery. Finally, with the last stroke, Samus saw the point "Done," and she stopped. Any living, breathing man would have cum at least twice during her moves. And Samus felt just...nothing. No repulsion, no enthusiasm, nothing. And that fact started to creep her out...Sex was about passion and desire, and rational android thinking turned an act of love into a fake even bigger than regular prostitution...Samus was disappointed.

On the other hand, it will help her think more straightforwardly and do everything the AI wants of her before she figures out how to escape. She could play along until the moment comes, and her new, robotic parts will help swallow everything. Figuratively and literally.

Before the AI could come up with another biting commentary, Samus said:

-Computer, I require further enhancements.