who are you?

There was no sense of shame to who and what you are but It was fairly obvious what you seemed to be was not what you were.

You were not human, yet your skin said otherwise. you had barely any seams

It made you handsome custimazablely so. Making yourself more rugged or soft to the touch was a skill as simple enough. It was perhaps indispensable for sex. Though from what you could determine was not functional for the average military battle.

One might ask why a sex droid would choose to be a soldier. But when you had been given a choice you had assumed that to be the answer as it had been far from being what you already were.

The one good thing that you could assume was helpful was that you always seemed to be human. The other robots who failed to wear human skin were more often than not discriminated against.

Though for what it may seem it would not always go as you had expected.

“Cadet private Roberts please head to the Lieutenant’s office-quarters” said the intercom within the cafeteria.

You got up, taking your uneaten plate of food to the trash, brushed your green military sleeve with your white glove, and left the canteen. You traveled through the halls knowing the exact amount of steps it would take to reach her office.

Along the way you met the gazes of both robotic kind and human individuals alike. All of each had naturally found themselves separated by whether or not they had flesh.

Eventually, you reached her dark mahogany door, knocked, and went inside. There on a comfortable-looking black office chair sat, Sasha Blood, behind an equally comfortable looking table

She was a young lady who had achieved outstanding military credentials within the noble's academy and as a result, she was gifted the chance to recruit her own selection of soldiers.

"take a seat" she said with a small little hiss twirling her long red locks of hair

you sat in the left of a pairs of small chairs.

"As you may know, the nobles of this fine republic are often given a chance to accept recruits" she said taking a chance to stare at you with her red eyes

"yes"

"and you denied my offer, why?"

"what that offer entails is not what I desire to seek in my military career"

Slowly she rose from her seat “Cadet Robert” she said putting down the clipboard

"you are a sex bot I do not think you need to seek anything beyond what you are functionally capable of" she walked towards you.

“have you considered my offer?”

“I believe I have told you that these actions would be inappropriate”

“oh please” your commanding officer said with a coy smile “you are a sexbot, it is appropiate”

“I do not consent to this” you rose to your feet. you were taller then her and not by any small amount

“oh but I do and isn’t that all you need” Her military clothes packed with her large breasts had left you pressed at the door.