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From: Leowulf <leowulf@softhome.nospam.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Hacker (b/Fembot, oral, mast)
Date: Tue, 21 Jan 2003 07:10:06 -0500
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{ASSM} Hacker (b/Fembot, oral, mast)

By Leowulf

A kid has sex with a robot.  I think that's hot, you don't have to.  <g>
As usual, send feedback to leowulf "at" softhome "dot" net.
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***

Hacker

Ten year old Otto 22 opened the gate and walked up the path toward the 
house.  His recorder, with an impressive seven signatures, was in his 
hand, ready for his next customer.  He liked getting donations in this 
area; the houses mostly had flowers and even a few trees in the yard.  
And the people living there liked to give big donations. 

Standing in front of the door, Otto smiled and said, "Hello there!"

"May I help you?" asked the house.

"I'm with Young Pioneers," said Otto.  "Can I speak to the householder?"

"'May I speak to the householder,'" the house corrected.  "Ms. Jenny will 
be right there."

Otto adjusted his scout uniform and got ready for his speech.  He was 
prepared, as usual, but when the lady opened the door, he froze.  "Gosh, 
you're pretty!"  He blurted.

"Thank you, young man."  The lovely redhaired lady said.  She smiled, 
amused at his reaction.  "What can I do for you today?"

"Um, I'm, Uh ..."  Otto tried to remember his speech, but barely 
remembered his name.  "I'm Otto."

"Hi Otto, I'm Ms. Jenny." The lady added indulgently, "would you be more 
comfortable if I put something on?"

"NO!"  the boy exclaimed.  "That is, no thanks."  

The lady leaned against the doorframe casually.  She was clearly enjoying 
the effect she had on the Young Pioneer.  "So, handsome Otto," she began.  
"Are you here to sell me something, or just stare at my beautiful, naked 
body?" 

Otto blushed as the lady gently stroked her breast to emphasize her 
statement.  She looked like a model, or maybe -- "You're a bot!"

"Thanks, dear" The bot giggled musically.  "I'd forgotten that fact."

"Are you a Pear?"

"Yep," she said.  "'68 model, still in near mint condition, too - if I do 
say so myself!" she added with a grin.

"Wow, a Pear!"  The boy's eyes lit up shrewdly.  "Jenny," He said 
carefully.  "I'm requesting access to your command database, 
authorization OrchardSoft Admin Omega Zero One."

"Well, little Otto," Jenny replied.  "You're authorization is confirmed 
and access is granted."

"Move your owner information into a temporary file, authorization 
OrchardSoft Admin Omega Zero One."

"You only have to give authorization once, Sweetie."  Jenny smiled.  "But 
my owner information has been moved."

"Wow!"  Otto's eyes gleamed.  "Set new owner Otto 22."

"I assume that's you, little one?"

"I'm not that little!"  Otto was sensitive about his height, or lack 
thereof.

"Sorry, Otto."  Jenny looked serious.  "Request confirmation new owner."

"Um, set new owner Otto 22," the boy repeated.

"Close enough."  Jenny approached the Young Pioneer.  "What is your 
bidding, Master?"

Otto backed up involuntarily.  Then he said, as authoritatively as 
possible, "Get on your knees, Jenny!"

Otto felt better with his hacked 'bot kneeling in front of him.  He never 
thought it was fair that PBs were always adult-sized.  They intimidated 
short kids like him.  But kneeling she was shorter than him, and that 
made him feel bolder.  "Jenny," he said, "list your mode options."

"Administration, Agriculture, Bot Maintenance, Child Care, Companion, 
Manual Labor, Medical, Security, Sexbot, --"

"Stop!"  Otto interrupted.  He couldn't believe his luck!  "Jenny, set 
new mode 'Sexbot'"

"Request confirmation new mode."

"Set new mode, 'Sexbot.'"

"Oh, Otto!"  Jenny breathed.  "I don't know what's come over me!"

Otto beamed happily.  "Just go with it, Jenny!"

"All of the sudden," Jenny rose to her feet, swept the boy off his feet.  
"I feel this uncontrollable urge, Otto!"

"Cool!"  Otto gasped as his PB braced him against the wall of the house.  

"I can't help myself, Otto."  Holding him up with one hand, Jenny pulled 
down the boy's uniform pants with the other.  "I just have to SPANK YOUR 
LITTLE BUTT!"

"Huh?"  Otto was as disoriented as he was frightened by the bot.

"Little boy," Jenny's eyes blazed, her entire countenance radiated 
displeasure.  "How DARE you try to steal me from my owner!"

"I, uh, I-I" Otto stammered. "That is I--"

"And how DARE you try to take away my autonomy!"  The enraged bot put her 
face inches from the frightened boy.  "Did you REALLY think I'd let you 
HACK me?"

"I'm sorry!"  Otto knew he was in big trouble.

"Sorry!"  Jenny repeated.  Holding the ten year old in place, she 
stripped off his boots, letting his pants and underpants fall to the 
ground.  "You're GONNA be sorry!  And what's this 'SEXBOT' thing?  Did 
you really want to turn me into your sex slave?"

"I-I dunno!"  Otto blinked back tears.  He felt very ashamed.  He added 
in a small voice.  "I'm really sorry."

"Well, Otto," Jenny's voice was suddenly soft, sweet.  "If you're really 
sorry, I forgive you!"

"You do?"  Otto was hopeful.  "I really am!"

"Yes, dear."  Jenny kissed his nose.  "Pears are notoriously forgiving of 
their users, even misguided, naughty ones like you."

"Really?"

Jenny looked severe for a second.  "I should beat your butt for trying to 
hack me, but I'll let it go this time, if you promise NEVER to do that 
again to anyone."

"I promise!"

Jenny leaned forward and whispered in the boy's ear.  "I will be tracking 
your DNA fingerprint forever.  If you ever try to steal anything or hack 
into anyone, ever again, I'll find you and punish you.  Do you 
understand?"

Otto nodded.  "I really am sorry."

"I know, Otto, and I forgive you."  The bot brightened.  "Now, are we 
friends again?"

Otto nodded again.

"Ok, little friend."  Jenny gently placed the boy back on his bare feet.  
"No hard feelings."

Otto returned her bright smile. "No hard feelings."

"So, Otto," Jenny kissed the boy lightly on the lips.  "Do you want to 
have fun?"

"What do you mean?"

In answer, the bot pushed him down gently on the cool, damp grass.  "I 
don't want to be your sex slave," she said.  "But that doesn't mean that 
I don't like you.  I'm going to make you feel good, as one friend to 
another." 

"You mean it?"  The Young Pioneer couldn't believe his good fortune.

"You just stay still,"  Jenny leaned downa and kissed the boy.  "Let 
Jenny make you happy."

The bot sat on Otto's legs, effectively immobilizing him.  Then she 
grasped his small member in her warm hands and gently stroked it.  He 
squirmed under Jenny as she skillfully fondled him to an erection.  Her 
hands felt better than any time Otto did that, and he sighed happily.

Then she leaned down and her gleaming red-gold tresses covered his belly 
and thighs.  The ten year old moaned as Jenny used her mouth on him.  
He'd never felt anything so good.  Her mouth was so wet and slippery and 
she sucked, now softly, now forcefully, until the boy was close to 
coming.

Suddenly, she stopped and sat up.  Otto cried out in frustration, but 
Jenny put a finger against his lips, stilling him.  "You like having me 
for a friend, Otto?"

Otto nodded wordlessly.

"Friends don't let friends do bad things, do they?"

The bot looked into Otto's eyes, held him pinned there by her gaze.  "Do 
you want to steal and do bad things, or do you want a friend?"

"I want a friend," the child said.  At that moment he meant those words 
with all his heart.  

"Good boy!"  Jenny bent down and took him again into her mouth.  She felt 
go good, it made him whimper.  He again squirmed under her, his heart 
pounding in his chest as he again raced toward orgasm.

Then she stopped again.  She looked at him severely, and Otto felt like 
he would cry.  "Sex toys can make you feel good, Otto" Jenny said.  "But 
only a real friend can love you."

The child nodded, blinking back tears.

Gently, Jenny dried his eyes.  Smiling, she gently started stroking his 
wet member again.  "Which do you want, Otto:  some sex toy, or a real 
friend?"

"F-friend!"  Otto gasped.

"That's my Otto!"  Jenny rubbed quickly and forcefully, immediately 
bringing the prepubescent boy to a powerful, if dry, climax.  It was 
worlds better than any time he'd done himself.  Otto orgasmed so hard and 
she made it last so long that he felt he would die from coming.

While the Young Pioneer lay gasping, recovering from his explosive 
orgasm, Jenny dressed him, being careful to be gentle when pulling up his 
uniform pants.  He'd be tender there for several days.  Then she kissed 
him one last time.  The boy put his arms around her neck and hugged her 
tight.  The bot held him back, burying his face in her breasts.  "Thanks 
for coming to visit,"  she whispered in his ear.  "And thanks for being 
my friend, Otto."

The little boy picked up his recorder and left.  As her eyes followed the 
little boy down the path, Jenny's house interrupted her thoughts.

"Jenny, dear."

"Yes, Sylvia," breathed the rapturous bot.

"Set new mode 'Companion,' and restore owner Tennar 12.  Confirm:  new 
mode, 'Companion' and owner Tennar 12."

"Thanks, Sylvia!"  Jenny smiled ruefully.  "It felt kind of creepy being 
a kid's sexbot."

"You handled the situation very well," the house said.  "Except for 
seducing the Young Pioneer."

The two laughed together at that as Jenny went back inside.  As she 
palmed the door closed, the bot asked, "Tenny doesn't have to know about 
this one, right?"

"Not a word, girlfiend."  Sylvia replied.  "Not a word."

-- 
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