RoboMom

-An abandoned child grows up in foster care never feeling loved. Later in life he uses his vast knowledge of mechanics and engineering to build a robotic mom, so that he can finally feel loved and cared for. She is programmed to nurture and love him, to fulfill all his needs. This of course has unintended and sexy implications.- I was inspired to start writing this story by a fellow erotic fiction writer, a girl who lives not far from me. She has a robot fetish and it got me thinking about the idea. But when she stopped talking to me, which I still have no idea why, the story fell by the wayside like most everything else I start working on. I have a good outline of the story and a lot of it fleshed out, up until the actual sex scene... Let me know what you think or if you have any suggestions.(SciFi, M/F, Robot, Pseudo-Incest)

Miles Martin (martin369@hushmail.com)

For all of Dwayne Smith's life he had never felt wanted by anyone.  As a baby his parents abandoned him on steps of a fire station. He was immediately placed in foster care, where no one gave two shits about him. He was just another check in the mail for each foster family he was bounced around. To make matters worse he never fit in with the other foster children. Even at an early age it was obvious that Dwayne was very bright. And yet he never seemed to be able to understand or relate with other people. The other children sensed there was something different about him, so either avoided or tormented him for it. 

Dwayne was forced to find ways to entertain himself. He had an extreme curiosity in how things worked; taking apart every piece of machinery he could get his tiny little hands on. Machines and computers were something he could understand. So machines became his only companions. Finding their televisions, microwaves, and toaster lying in pieces all over the floor earned the wrath of all the adults in his life. 

School was not much better. Everything was just far too easy and boring for him. He whizzed through grade levels in the blink of an eye. He never spent enough time in one class to make any friends and eventually the huge age gap caused further alienation.

At the age of 18, Dwayne found himself graduating from college with numerous doctorates in engineering and programming. He had grown to a full height of 5 foot 2 inches, overweight from lack of exercise, pasty skinned from never seeing the sun, and had long unkempt blonde hair. He did not have enough time to feel the boot on his ass kicking him out of the foster system, before he was scooped up by a huge corporate head hunter. 

Adulthood and the workforce did not change anything for Dwayne. He still felt isolated and alone working in research and development. The only contact he had with any of his fellow employees came in the form of his superiors periodically showing up demanding to see the progress of his new ideas and designs. The only plus to the job was the almost unlimited budget and access to all the latest technology.

And although Dwayne thought this all should be enough to make him happy, he always felt like there was something missing. His life just felt empty and meaningless. 

One day while pondering this void in his happiness it finally came to him that he could use all the resources at his disposal to fix everything. He could use his brilliance and the equipment from his work to build the one thing he had always longed for, a mother.

It took him two years to design, find the parts, and then build his robomom. Dwayne spent months researching human anatomy and mechanics of human motion, to insure that his robot would function correctly. Using his access to rare alloys he built her out of a metal that could withstand any possible punishment she might be put through, short of the moon crashing down on her, as well as being both rust proof and self-lubricating. He designed her to stand at a good 6 and a half foot tall, wanting to recreate the dynamic of an adult and child relationship with her towering over his 5 foot 2 inch height. The sensors he installed in her for sight, hearing, and touch far surpassed anything in human range; allowing her to see beyond the visible light spectrum and hear ultra or sub sonic sounds. But not stopping their Dwayne gave her night vision, heat and electromagnetic sensors, and even a seismometer; because you never know when you might need them.

Never having seen his real parents, he modeled his androids face after an older feminized version of himself. He completed her humanization with a blonde wig that gave a June Cleaver 50's housewife hair style to the shiny metallic woman.
Finding an adequate power source ended up being the biggest challenge. He could not just plug her into the wall or something, he did not want to limit her mobility. Luckily he managed to get his hands on a revolutionary new battery prototype that combined with tiny well placed solar panels would keep her running for centuries.

With the power problem solved and all the diagnostics run, it came time to activate his mombot. Without pomp and ceremony Dwayne pressed the key sequence on his computer that would remotely activate his creation. 

He watched in wonder as a dull amber glow began to emanate behind the eyes of the mechanical woman in front of him, followed by the whirl and hum of the gears and parts inside of her. He immediately burst into tears when her eyes focused on him and with a loving smile said in a synthetic computerized voice, "Hello son."

Seeing his tears she stepped closer, drawing him into her arms and clutching him to her motherly metal bust. She gently rubs his back with her robotic hands and whispers soothingly, as he lets out decades of abandonment and loneliness with his tears. "It's okay Dear, mother is here for you. Everything will be alright from now on. I will take care of you and love you, like a mother should." She whispers into his ear over and over.

Her hard metal coolness was oddly filled with soft warmth and tenderness. It was something he had never experienced before in his entire life. Soon enough it's comforting effects drift him off into sleep.

Dwayne woke up the next morning from the best night's sleep he could remember. Lying in bed he felt like a tremendous weight had been lifted off of him. Slowly the scent of cooking breakfast reaches his nose. A smile spreads over his face as he climbs out of bed and heads towards the kitchen.

The mombot, busily working on making breakfast, looks up when Dwayne walks in. "Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep last night?" She asks him in a cheery voice.

Trying not to feel too self-conscious he responded, "I slept very well...mom..."
At his calling her mom a huge smile spread across her synthetic face. Turning back to her cooking she called out to him over her shoulder, "Breakfast will be ready in a few moments."

"Alright." Dwayne responded as he sat down at the dining room table. He watched her bustle about the kitchen following the intricate programing on cooking he had enter into her. This got him to start thinking about all the advancements in artificial intelligence he had made in order to perfect her design.

His thoughts were interrupted as a plate was placed down in front of him. On it was a huge omelet and hash browns.

"There was not much in the kitchen for me to work with, but a mother will always make due. We are going to have to go shopping soon." The robot made small talk as she sat down across from him at the table.

Cutting into the omelet and taking his first bite, Dwayne was blown away. He had never cared enough to be much of a cook, and the food he had eaten growing up had always been very cheap and easy, never tasting good. But this omelet was something different entirely.

Watching him eat her cooking, the robomom asked him, "So how is it?"

Mouth still full of egg,  cheese, and vegtables, he tried to say, "It is wonderful."

Her voice taking on a slight tone of scolding she reprimanded him, "Do not talk with your mouth full, sweetie."

Making sure to shallow this time, he apologized.

Gazing at him fondly she watched him finish eating, and then took his plate to wash as he got ready for work.

Having showered and dressed, Dwayne headed out the door for work. But his creation stopped him at the door, handing him a sack lunch before giving him a hug and kiss on the forehead.

"Have a nice day at work, dear." The maternal android called out as she waved him goodbye.

Dwayne had the most stress free day at work he could remember ever having. When his day was over he came home to another hug and kiss from the robomom. Diner was also sitting ready on the table. His new mom had somehow managed to scrounge up the makings of a nice baked pasta dish, which smelled delicious. And it tasted just as good as it smelled.

After diner the two sat in the living room and watched television together. When 10pm rolled around the android turned to her son/master and told him that it was getting late and time for he went to bed. She followed him into the bathroom made sure that he brushed his teeth and flossed properly, leaving him alone to use the other facilities and dressed. When he was all ready for bed she tucked him in and kissed him goodnight.

Dwayne drifted off to sleep quickly and peacefully, feeling truly happy and loved for once.

Dwayne's days and nights developed into a pattern. His robotic mother would cook, clean, and care for him. She would do his laundry, go grocery shopping, clean the house, and make sure he was eating right. At every meal she would sit listening to him recount his day, giving him support, comfort, or congratulations when needed. She even nursed him back to health when he was sick. It was sometimes hard for him to remember that she was a robot, although she did rip the door off his car once when he locked his keys inside. She was everything he had hoped she would be and more.

But after three months Dwayne came to realize something he had not factored for. Dwayne had always had a more than healthy sex drive. Living so alone and isolated, it is not surprising that he had filled most of his free time with masturbation. But now that he was no longer living alone, and with a surrogate mother figure no less, he found little opportunity to take care of the matter at hand. He could never seem to find much alone time anymore, and although that had been part of the point of his creation, he had not counted on the repercussions. Not being able to alleviate the pent of pressure, Dwayne was nearly constantly frustrated and horny. He even started to have wet dreams again in his sleep. So he now had the embarrassment of cum stains in his underwear and sheets for his new mother to find added to the list of problems. Times were getting desperate for Dwayne, and just like the cum stains, this was not missed by the superhuman eyes of his robotic parental unit.

But then one morning everything changed between the young man and his robot forever.
