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Hacker (b Fembot, oral, mast)
By Leowulf
I am just a poster and not the author Of This Story!
Warning: contents are adult erotic entertainment material. If you are a
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text from your computer.
This is purely a work of
fiction, it does not condone or condemn any of the activities or
actions described,
This story is not for everyone and may contain some quite graphical
depictions of children, adolescents, and adults in extreme sexual
situations. If any of this subject matter offends you then don't read
it.
The things depicted herein are purely fiction.
If you've gotten past that, I'm going to assume that, like me, you are a
sick fuck who gets off on pre-teens. If not, what are you doing reading
this?
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 down 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, girlfriend." Sylvia replied. "Not a word."
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