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(c) 2007 by Nite_wlf

Disclaimer:    If you are under the age of eighteen or 
if this type of literature is illegal in your area, 
please do not read it, delete it from your hard drive 
and/or leave this internet site.  The following is a 
work of Fiction.   It is a product of my imagination.  
Some stories may be based on and inspired by previous 
real experiences. If this offends you, do not read it.  
This story is for entertainment purposes only.

For comments email nite_wlf@yahoo.ca


The Caretaker - by Nite_wlf
(MF, Fembot, ScFi)

I drove up to the gates of a large mansion.  After 
being buzzed in, I was met my Cindy, the head maid.  
She led me into the large living room.  I was there to 
meet Paul, an old school friend who I've not seen for 
ages.  His wife, Jean, had recently passed away from a 
car accident.   As it turned out, I was working for 
the company where they had major share holds.  I was 
one of the research technicians for East Asia 
Cybernetics (EAC), a leading robotics and cybernetics 
company.  I was not just there as a friend, but as a 
permanent reassignment. 

The technology had evolved to such a point where human 
organs were now being replaced by their cybernetic 
counterparts.  It was also possible for robots to even 
carry functional or simulated organs.   This was great 
news for the people in the adult hospitality field.    
There would be less chances of transmittable diseases, 
which by that time, was nearly non-existent. 

After Jean passed away, I received a call from Paul.  
Our discussion involved the upgrading of a bot with 
Jean's personality, memory and physical 
characteristics.   He had already commissioned the 
building of the bot.  It was my job to discreetly 
upgrade her to look and act like Jean.  This also 
included upgrading the rest of the household bots.  He 
made arrangements for me to resign from my position at 
EAC and take over as both his personal bot technician 
and property manager.   He also built a lab for me to 
do my work.

After a few minutes of waiting, Paul walked in and 
greeted me.  "Hey Bill, sure has been a while eh?".

"Sure has.  Of all people, who would have known you 
would make it this big.  Sorry to hear about Jean."

"Thanks, but let's get down to business.  I know 
you're the best person for the job."

According to Paul, he wanted to take a long hiatus 
away from everyone and wanted to take Jean with him.  
I was to take care of his personal property.  I was 
given 2 week to settle down and upgrade Jean.  It took 
me that long to move my stuff in and perform the 
upgrade.  I even made some modifications.  I 
programmed her to protect Paul if necessary.   

After Paul left, I went ahead and started the upgrades 
to the remaining house bots and the security system.  
I was so exhausted by the time I had finished, that I 
decided to take a long rest.  The bots simply went on 
their own business, with instructions not to disturb 
me unless it was necessary.  

I woke up with a pleasant feeling.  I could feel 
someone moving around in the bed.  As I opened my eyes 
and looked down, I noticed Cindy was stroking my now 
hard cock.  She gently stroked it up and down.  

"Cindy, what you doing?  I told everyone I was not to 
be disturbed."

"Your instructions were not to be disturbed for at 
least 24 hours unless it was necessary.  It's been 30 
hours and we thought it was necessary to wake you up.  
Breakfast has been prepared and is ready for you in 
the kitchen"

I just smiled and laid back down.  After a few 
minutes, she leaned down and started licking my cock.  
I felt her tongue around the shaft and tip.  It just 
felt great, even after she slowly took it into her 
moist mouth.  She proceeded to move her mouth up and 
down slowly then quickened her pace.  She used enough 
suction and pressure to make it enjoyable.  I was 
trying to figure out how or why this was possible.  I 
had not programmed Cindy with the knowledge.  Then it 
hit me.  I had programmed Jean with her real life 
experiences based on videos and Paul's input.  All of 
the bots were also configured to communicate with each 
other wirelessly if they were in proximity of each 
other or via the internet.  Such knowledge was 
transferred to each other.   To me, it was a good a 
good thing.  

After a while, she stopped sucking my cock and 
straddled me.  I watched as my hard cock slowly slid 
into her love canal.  I was surprised that she was 
already wet.  They were designed to secret the 
necessary lubricants when needed.  The also could 
detect the subtle changes in body movement to 
determine the arousal level. With her new knowledge, 
she was able to squeeze and internally massage my cock 
to my satisfaction.  It didn't take long before I 
started to feel my balls tightening.  She detected 
that and started to bounce a bit faster, which caused 
me to shoot my load inside her.  She just kept 
bouncing and squeezing my cock, milking it to the max.  
After a while, she rolled off me and proceeded to 
clean my now flaccid cock.   She left the room so that 
I could recover.

I came back down to the kitchen to find Cindy and 
Kelly.  They were both tidying up the kitchen after 
preparing my breakfast.  Cindy just went along as if 
nothing had happened. I simply sat down and started 
eating.

"Umm Cindy, can you tell me what happened a few 
minutes ago?"

"Yes. Paul called and checked in on us.  We told him 
you were sleeping and trying to recover from the long 
work.  I followed his specific instructions to wake 
you up."

"I'm assuming the programming was transferred to you 
by Jean. Am I correct?"

"Yes.  We can communicate and share experiences 
between each other remotely.   We can use them to 
perform future actions, but our personality profile 
can overwrite some of these actions."

"Are there any other instructions that Paul left?"

"We are to server, protect and take care of you in any 
way you wish.  We are to maintain this household up to 
his standards.   He has also left specific e-mail 
instructions for you."

I quickly accessed my e-mail from the kitchen 
terminal.  In it, Paul wrote that so far his 
experience with the new Jean was better than he 
imagined.  He was not expecting to return for quite a 
while, so it was up to me to maintain his staff and 
they would keep me happy.  Most of his business 
affairs were already taken care of. I had full access 
to the EAC systems and had full authorization to 
purchase any equipment under his account.  

One trait that separated Jean from the other bots was 
that her personality came form the original person.  
The other bots had the standard bland default 
personality.  My new task was to reprogram each of 
them with new personality.  That is something that I 
needed deal with.   I needed to find real people to 
base them on.  So my search starts.
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