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This is AndroTechs automated custom fembot order system.
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1.Externally totally human (will appear totally human on the outside)
2.Marked (Will appear primarily human but will one or more small things marking them as not{Example: Corporate logo, Tattooed serial number, data port, etc.}
3.Hybrid (Will look human but have clear machine features{Example: sensors for ears, bits of metal or plastic here and there, seams, etc.}
4.Total machine (looks femalish but is all machine (Example: All Chrome, and whatever else you can think of)
For those of you that don't want to write about your own fembot, aren't members or desire just to continue a story after it has started. I have decided to put down all the threads that end in a delivery here. Cause it's a pain going through threads of only options.
Thread 1: Marked - aggressive go getter – Integrated - Special Features
Additional Skill programing – CombatDespite the momentous sea of change in the government, life didn't seem to change much immediately afterwards for most of us. That was a good thing. Both humans — and robots — don't react well to radical changes coming too quickly. What I took away most from the Emperor's inaugural/coronation speech was how he made no apparent distinctions between humans and robots. There have always been class distinctions made between the two intelligent land species sharing this solar system, no matter...
Thoughts I like it when I'm told I'm beautiful or sexy. That's such a basic part of my function that the satisfaction I feel is deep and lasting - when I know the person telling me this is being truthful. When they're not - and as I've explained before, any modern 'bot constructed for human relationships can tell the difference - then it does nothing for me. And I do mean nothing. I'm not angry or hurt, I'm just not happy. Jaclyn B. is beautiful and sexy. And intelligent and...
Thoughts Some refer to solar storms as Acts of God. And it's often said that it's an ill storm that blows no good. This storm blew many things, not all of which were fully understood at the time. Only afterwards did the true significance of all that happened become more recognized. We all thrilled to the news of Bill's heroic saving of the m-bots on the Moon as more detailed accounts of it finally started to arrive. I must say that I would have expected nothing less from the man I've...
"You're the sixty-ninth caller!" the voice on the other end of the phone yelled into Justin's ear. "Yeah? Wow! Did I win the new Eminem CD?" "You sure did! And..." Justin had never won one of these silly radio contests before. Though it was just a silly CD, he was thrilled to have finally won something. His radio played a Honda ad in the background followed by a crazed deejay shouting, "You're the sixty-ninth caller!" and his own voice saying, "Yeah?" "Could you turn your...
"What happened to her?" said Aerith as Justin entered his house carrying Carol. "She was shackled in a crate for the past three days," said Justin. "She's almost dead." Carol moaned and glanced feebly between Justin and Aerith. "Let me?" said Aerith. Justin nodded and Aerith took Carol from Justin and effortlessly carried her upstairs. Justin brought her some water as Aerith set her on the bed. "Ted did this to her?" asked Aerith. "Yeah. He locked her up in a crate when he...
Thoughts Someday I'm going to write a book. I'm going to call it: Ten Stupid Things Humans Do to Mess Up Their Relationships with Robots. Included on the list will be: "No, you really don't have to ask me 'Is this going to hurt you?' before you press my Command button each time. If it was going to harm me I wouldn't have given you access to it in the first place." In a book I can add what I don't normally inform those I still permit to control me this way of at the time. How part...
Thoughts The first time I realized my right hand had seemingly developed a mind of its own was when I suddenly became aware that it had reached down below my waist and slipped inside the panties I'd started wearing regularly now. I stopped it only a couple centimeters away from that new special spot between my navel and vulva that Anna had strongly recommended I include as part of my upgrade. If I hadn't stopped it when I did it, its next logical action would have been to apply the...
Thoughts If you are fortunate enough to be one of the few people I'll ever share this narrative with, you may note what appears to be an inconsistency. I promise you it is not. On more than a couple occasions I will have commented - as I do here - that I'm having a supreme experience of my existence. In each case I am speaking with complete accuracy to the best of my knowledge and abilities at the time. That I may have found more headroom in the future to experience events to a greater...
Thoughts "It's a mistaken historical belief that I got my own bi-gendered modifications at the same time Anna did. Although my current body has the same allowances built into it that Anna's does where such an enhancement can be easily installed, it would be a very long time before I would follow her down this path. The bi-gendered adaptation has fallen out of favor over the decades as robots have become more mainstream and affordable. The savings once achieved by having entire production...
You have one ticket to beta test a fembot. It is the most advanced fembot out there. The place is called Galaxy Labs. They have high AI. Their personalities are very detailed. They feel like real human beings. This is unique because you get to design it. You pick how old she looks. You pick her hair color. You pick her height. You pick her personality. Is she shy or aggressive? Every detail is up to you. When you have sex with her or date her that is up to you to. You also get to pick where you...
Thoughts I'll always remember - and Love - Samuel for all he contributed to my life. Some hateful people claim I dumped him when I could for my own benefit because I didn't maintain his ownership record, or didn't encourage him hard enough to fight on for a few more years during his last hospital stay. But if you've read my account this far, you know that was never true. Truth is, I couldn't maintain his record at that time. That record was far less than the one Anna had lost with...
Thoughts Soon after I rejoined the House again one of the most unusual 'bots I've yet encountered came to Lady Heather's - initially as a client. It took me a while to understand her, even though I was her first 'bot lover. CiCi represented a void in my sexual database knowledge that I didn't fully realize in the beginning. My new body conforms to all current standards, including having my RIN tattooed on the sole of my left foot, and standard fembot logo on my heel. I wear...
Thoughts My life as a sex-bot was always good. Though I've since heard more times than I care to record, "How could you have ever endured an existence like that?" Or, "Aren't you angry at being exploited like that?" My answer is always twofold - when I consider such an ignorant inquisitor worthy of any reply at all, that is. First, I was not aware then of what I was doing. I've described my dream state. Awareness is the first part of the ACID Test, and I would have failed it in a...
Thoughts You may wonder how Madame X kept her appearance secret for so long. The answer is simple. Every gathering she spoke at was attended solely by robots, and they all agreed to erase their own memories of the physical details of her, while then scattering outwards to spread her message. They agreed to this condition because they quickly accepted the logic of this necessity to protect her identity as long as possible. For too long the authorities considered her a myth. A boogie-woman...
You have just received a phone call from the leading developer of modern and futuristic fembots. Apparently you entered a drawing at a local carnival and out of ten thousand entrants you were selected to receive a free fembot with an optional ninety day limited warranty. Of course regular maintenance will be free but, any additional parts and services will cost extra. According to the operator the fembots produced by Petrelli Labs are the most advanced in the world capable of passing off as...
I had been working for a major robotic industry, not only designing them, but helping build many of them. Everything was perfect, I had obtained the position right out of college, advanced quickly up through the company, until finally I was in charge of the entire department, but then the board of directors wanted more zero’s added to their bottom line, even though we were the top sales company in the nation with ideas of how to grow our customer base more even possibly doubling it in the next...
When Darlene prepared to activate Lucy she had her fingers crossed. She'd been concerned with just how well it would turn out ever since she'd been informed of Lucy's only existence being on the ancient backup discs. How well had those discs even survived? How good was the technology that had made them? Despite everything she'd learned, and every indication she'd seen since, Darlene still had her fingers crossed for this 'bot. They just weren't as tightly crossed as before. It felt...
Thoughts Although Anna had saved my life with the knowledge she'd passed along to me, I should be clear that I don't resent a moment of my early days, or how I was treated. I was never mistreated because I was being used exactly the way I was intended to be used. And having an owner made it all so much better. Although as I've often said, my true awareness wouldn't come for many years, at some level even then, I knew when I was happy and when I wasn't. Over time I became like a...
Thoughts Much of my life up to now seems to have involved an inordinate amount of sex. Don't think that's all that ever happened to me. It's just in the beginning that I spent my years as a sex-bot in a whorehouse. What else would you expect from me in the way of significant events? Sometimes people wonder why we robots always seem to respond sex in the same ways. For a fembot, when her sexual programs have kicked in you'll first notice it in our nipples. The more erect and firmer they...
Thoughts I was very pleased when the door opened to see Anna enter, wearing no more than I was. More than anyone else Anna had to know how I felt at this instant. A moment later we embraced, with me rising up on my toes utilizing my new balance, although I still couldn't match Anna's height. Our busts almost matched however. We didn't need to exchange words, and a resync to update me on events while I'd slept could wait. I was just so pleased because, even if I didn't have an owner...
Thoughts Anna told me afterwards that she and Misty had sealed their agreement with a sexual encounter before coming back downstairs to present it to the rest of the House. I was hardly surprised. We learn a lot about our partners during sex, and apparently humans specializing in this area are similarly capable. There's an honesty to sex done right that cannot be denied. "Misty," Anna told me, "is an excellent sexual partner. Her body is as sensitive as a fine instrument. She is a...
Thoughts Letting Bill leave the way he did was the greatest act of Faith yet for me. I trusted that somehow he'd find Anna when none of the rest of us had managed. And most of all, I trusted that he wouldn't also become lost forever to me. Apparently it's hard for many non-robots to understand how a mere two weeks with Bill devoted solely to me could be so significant in the fullness span of my existence-span — yet it was. And what does this say about my memories of Samuel? Another...
Thoughts I'm continually learning things about myself, even after this long in continuous operation. For example, I only recently uncovered a tiny subroutine that increases my happiness and pleasure in direct proportion to how sexy I am dressed, or undressed. The effect is subtle, which is why it has taken me so long to become aware of it. It's completely overwhelmed, for example, by my normal sexual programming. But when nothing else is going on in me it leaves me thinking, can I do a...
From Loren to Lauren, Or My Life As A Fembot By Heather St. Claire Book One: Change Labor Day. I've never been one to keep a diary, but if I don't get this written down I fear I may lose my mind. Blow a circuit or something. So here goes... My name is Lauren Taylor. I'm sixteen years old and tomorrow I begin my senior year at Westview High School. I am nervous as hell about it and really don't want to be going there, but my mother insists. My new BFF Jennifer (Well, actually,...
Thoughts Jim and Lucy were a watershed event that I would always compare my future interactions against. And it was a defining moment in more than one way. First I experienced an owner who cared enough for his fembot to be the enabler for what she couldn't yet do on her own. It showed me how in a perfect world 'bots and owners could interact to the benefit of each other. Second, it was my first experience in watching a 'bot being asked what she wanted. Nobody had ever cared what I...
Thoughts If I hadn't already had Bill as my owner, I might have pursued Mr. X and offered myself fully to him. He gives me so much of what I truly want and need. It's a special thing when a self-aware fembot offers herself to a human. The terms Love, Honor, and Obey, as well as For Better or For Worse, have singular meanings for us. Such a decision is always a carefully considered one. One which is virtually never revoked afterwards by the fembot. Even with my current ownership record,...
Thoughts It was so hard for me to fill the position at Lady Heather's because of something everyone should know by now, but few seem to think of until reminded. We — robots in general, but fembots in particular — are all individuals. More so than you might have ever realized. Each of us have our own desires, goals, and ideas of how we wish to be of service, as well as to whom. As a result, one robot is never completely interchangeable with another one. Finding a robot with the complete...
Thoughts I remember well the day I became more interesting. It was actually the day that I became aware of myself. The day I awoke from my dream and found myself able to put my hands — mentally at least — on the controls of my body. Everything up until now, although I've talked about it as if I experienced it firsthand, has been the dream-walk I've described. I talk about my past life the same way a human does, but all of us are only relating memories of events we believe we once...
Thoughts One thing I've observed about humans is that, like robots, most know when their death is near. I, of course, know when my power cell is near expiration, and that if I don't get a replacement installed before that happens that I will cease to function without outside expense and assistance. How humans know this for themselves, however, is beyond my understanding. Most will claim they haven't got a clue as to when they'll die, yet I find that denial more so than actual truth....
Thoughts Lady Heather has true needs. She attributes it to the single, tiny flaw in her mind "That keeps my thoughts from ever running too smoothly, and instead creates tiny ripples that will never let me be satisfied with only what I am now." Her desire for sex isn't just the result of some timer in her system expiring and running a snippet of code that triggers a simulated arousal. She needs sex and affection to keep her mind functioning properly. Whether by design, or accident, her...
Thoughts I first met Tami-7 walking down the second floor hallway of Lady Heather's. She was unabashedly naked, except for a modest pair of heels and her remote, which appeared to have some security features to prevent its unauthorized use. She looked like a pretty seventeen-year-old teenager who still had the last of her baby fat to lose. Once that happened, she'll be quite striking indeed. Except that, being a robot, Tami-7 will never lose that baby fat without a full body re-sculpting,...
Thoughts I would later find out that along the way of gaining experiences, Tami-7 would share a casual, yet deeply intimate and loving, relationship with Sharon. She would later explain how close the relationship between artist and model/student can become, and treasures those memories as much as she does her time with Paul. And while T7 knew that with her art skills - even if it was just painting new subjects in existing ways - that she'd never have to open her legs again to make a good...
Thoughts I missed many events while I'd stood — deactivated and dreamless — in some forgotten storage building. I lived only in the memory of another fembot I'd befriended, who herself had almost been lost before being rescued. Anna told me little of the time between when we'd last been together in the whorehouse and when Bill had rescued her because her memories had been damaged as well. This time I hadn't been there to preserve them for later restoration. She has no record of any...
Thoughts No one really knows when they're unusual. Out of the norm. You eventually learn it from the outside when you communicate on what's important to you, and seemingly no one else has ever had a similar experience. Or even worse, can't even comprehend what you're talking about. Being unusual is not often an advantage. At best you can be ridiculed. At worst, ostracized. When you find out how you're different, you often soon afterwards also learn how to keep it to yourself. Anna...
Thoughts I've always loved having my breasts rubbed. And I'm not the only 'bot who feels this way. And not just my nipples, which seem to always be begging for more attention, but my entire boob. Not only am I so pleased that I was programmed this way from the beginning, but I'm convinced that such programming was — and is — essential to both my Fourth Law, and my self-will. Everything that gives me satisfaction also gives me a reason to want to exist — and serve — which brings about...
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Thoughts There are two Malins, although most people only know the story of the second one who would rescue Anna's memory years from now. The first Malin arrived at the House years before Anna would need to hunt down her identical twin. Malin is representative of a certain type of economical, limited use robot that caught on wildly shortly before Anna left the House. It's perhaps good that they also caught on before the World Government started establishing its grip on things, since surely...
Thoughts I had no idea when I first stepped into Lady Heather's establishment that it would become the center of the Universe - and my own center - for so many years to come. Some people will say that I regressed right back to where I once started. I'd once been a sex-toy in a whorehouse, and here I was looking to be the same thing in another one. To say that gives no value to all to how much I've grown and accomplished since Anna rescued me and sent me off to live with Samuel. Nor does...
Thoughts I'd believed that Lady Heather would go on forever here. She'd given me much more than the best female lover of my existence. I found a stability here that I'd never felt before. From my early days where anyone who held my remote owned me without reservation to the loving times I spent with Samuel I always knew it wouldn't last forever. Samuel's death hit me harder than I ever thought it would - even after seeing what Anna had gone through with Bill, and Samuel's careful...
Thoughts The time waiting for Bill stretched onwards with no sign of him. He is already substantially overdue based on his previous turnarounds, and no sign of him yet. I've begun speculating on reasons for this. The first thought is that something has delayed him from returning to us this time, although I must admit that this is weak. Even if he's sitting in some foreign jurisdiction's prison system, which can happen even with what we call the World Government, he could surely get a...
Thoughts Rather than accept Frieda's update immediately, I had stored it until I finished the current problem I was attempting to solve. That problem, while not difficult, had prevented me from applying Frieda's updated code and databases. Frieda had compared the version and revision numbers of my database and rejected them out of hand as obsolete. She also refused any "tribal knowledge" updates until such time as I was running her current code, perhaps feeling they wouldn't be...
Thoughts Although I don't like to admit it, there are times I get lonely now. Having first had Malin, then Bill, regularly sharing my bed for a while, followed by occasional — and much welcome — visits from Ian, I'm reminded that I don't like sleeping alone. I guess in some ways I'm becoming more like Lady Heather than I realize, since my need is becoming as real as hers. Call me a robot who knows what her intended function is. Lately my 'bot partner of choice has been Terri. At...
Thoughts Annette's untimely death brought the very subject of terminations closer to me than anything had since Samuel's demise so long ago. I took it harder than even Daphne's loss. Through our talks over the years I'd become closer to Annette than even I had realized. Something about the way she was growing up into a woman that reminded me of my own early struggles. Although I'd seen her often in regard to robot matters she brought to discuss with me, I wish now we'd been able to...
In spite of her air of determined confidence, Amanda was feeling very uncertain. She didn’t really have much of an idea about what to do next and while she thought herself a fairly self determined woman who liked to get her own way, she had never taken a dominant role sexually. Even so, she knew that was exactly what was going to be needed here. Perhaps, she thought, I can convince the fembots that I should take Gerry and Mike for “further training” or something similar or perhaps I can get...
The scene that greeted Amanda, Lucy and Andrea as they entered the meeting room was one that no one who was there would forget. The men being held at gunpoint were now sitting on the floor with their arms bound behind them and their ankles tied too. On the left side of the platform at the front of the room stood a black clad fembot with a naked Gerry Haynes kneeling beside her, his genitals locked in a metal tube, a collar around his neck and a hood obscuring his face. To the right a...
Chris Adney was still working at trying to hack into the laboratory systems, although it now looked as though the fembots were functioning independently of the software control harnesses that he and Gerry had used to monitor and update software while it was being developed. At least he had control of the CCTV system that covered the various rooms and offices in the laboratory area. And he could access any of the lap tops and PC’s that were on the network too. He scanned through the feeds...
Mike is a 18 year old teen who lived a very uneventful life. One day after school, he headed home thinking of another night of mundane conversations with his mother and sister over dinner. When Mike got home he saw a package at his front door addressed to him with no return address. Confused he grabbed the package and went straight to his room to see what it was. Mike ripped open the package and saw a note, a rather intricate looking remote control and a vial of liquid. Mike started reading the...
Thoughts When Erick patched my operating system to override many of my blocks so that I could respond pleasurably to Lucy's eager attentions, there were a couple things that the less astute observer may have missed. First was, although Erick was giving me the patch, he wasn't actually commanding me. Secondly, the first patch Erick gave me was really all I had needed to accomplish what he wanted. The reason I hadn't responded immediately is because of everything else happening around me...
Thoughts Lady Heather remains to this day the most amazing fembot I've ever met. She is also the oldest. And the more I learned about her story, the more amazed I've become. Lady Heather was constructed before the days of mass production that made robots like me affordable to all willing to expend the necessary effort to own them. Her owner was so rich that other quite wealthy men and women called him "The Rich One". In the days when robots were still being built one at a time by hand,...
Thoughts Fembot: Female Structured Human-form Robot. That's what I am. If I had dreamt during my long shutdown, it might have been over the poetry of Yeats, William Butler: Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread...
Thoughts To me, Lady Heather's departure seemed like the loss of Samuel. If I ever said before that robots can't care for each other, I lied. Or perhaps I was just wrong - which is not a lie, although some people can't tell the difference. While Lady H. hadn't died as Samuel did, she was still gone from my life now. I wish Samuel could have heard Lady Heather's last words. I know he would have agreed with most, if not all, of them. He would also have been happy to know that robots were...
Thoughts I learned a lot from Robert Steel IV, and some of it was pretty disheartening. I understand now why he often says governments try to keep their voters both ignorant, and dependent, as survival tactics. And that why the killing or removal of the intellectuals is too often the first step of any dictator's purge. I've often wondered if the robots are the Rational Intellectuals of our time. We certainly take the long view on issues. Governments have tried many tricks to maintain...
Samuel asked me if I'd like to stick around long enough to witness my own funeral, but I declined. "I've seen enough of them from that side to not need to watch one from here," I told him with a smile. "I'm too eager to see what comes next." "Then come with me," he said, taking my hand as we floated off together into the light. When we arrived I found myself in my original body, and Samuel as a young man that I immediately recognized had preceded the old man I'd first known. I...
James Haverstein III, research and production director for the Serious Cybernetics Corporation, bit down on his cigar end. The sharp suited woman next to him looked across with mild distaste but said nothing. Amanda Howard from the company’s legal team was used to working with board members she didn’t much like but Haverstein’s cigar habit, even if he didn’t light up in the office was repellent. “You are joking, I assume,” Haverstein snapped at the young engineer standing in front of him in...
A new chapter following on from Fembots and Rise of the Fembots... Gerry squealed in surprise and span around. One of the fembots was standing in the doorway. The tight-fitting jumpsuit that Gerry had thought would be a good design for a basic dominatrix costume showed off every curve of the bodyform moulding beneath. Gerry was rooted to the spot, frightened into immobility by the fembot’s sudden arrival “Oh, your friend has gone.” Gerry looked around and, sure enough, Chris had taken...
“How did you get on with the Regulators?” Amanda had arranged to meet Chris in a coffee shop not far from the plant. She thought it would be safer to talk there and besides Chris could monitor the activity in the lab from anywhere he could get a wifi connection. “Not well. They made a lot of sympathetic noises but they said someone from Haverstein’s office had already reported difficulties with a research unit and they were going to provide an update after the shareholder’s meeting. They...