She had never thought too much about humans. She needed them for testing, and that was all; whatever they did outside of a test enviroment was unimportant to her. Until that evening, of course. (atleast, she assumed it was evening. It was impossible to really tell from within the underground facilities.)
She had been researching a bit about the functions of humans, particularly functions of a sexual nature. She knew the basics of human reproduction, of course, but she'd never put much thought into the feelings that went along with it. But surely something had to entice them into preforming the act so frequently, often with no intention of reproducing, and it was that line of thinking that led her to some new information.
Supposedly, the feeling resembled testing euphoria. Only better, and without a tolerance building up. It was no hidden secret; in fact, any logical thinking on the matter could've lead her to that conclusion within minutes. She'd just never considered it before.
She'd been using an android body for a short while by that point. It was much easier to move around the facilities, allowing her to get a lot more work done. But suddenly she was considering the other possibilities that the android body might allow for and, against her better judgement, she had already come up with some new tests.
Unfortunately, there was a severe lack of test subjects. In fact, everyone approved for testing was dead. But there was still one human left at Aperture. He thought he had been successfully hiding from her; really, she had just been ignoring him. She knew exactly where he was, but up until that evening she had no reason to interfere. Mocking his mental state had gotten boring a long time ago, he was unfit for testing, and his determination was impressive enough that watching him attempt to survive was more atleast slightly more entertaining than killing him herself would've been.
However, desperate times called for desperate measures, and she was desperately in need of a test subject. Which was exactly how the unconcious schizofrenic had ended up tied to a metal chair againt the wall of a cold and empty room, with a very determined android staring at him impatiently.
As he started to regain conciousness, a familiar voice caused him to immediately snap to attention. "That took long enough..." He was certain that she was going to kill him; why else would she have taken him hostage? In reality, he had no idea what was about to happen.
"If you're going to kill me, just do it and get it over with..!" He seemed angry at her, though ready to finally accept his fate. Even while practically yelling, his voice was soft and rather quiet.
"Kill you? You think I went to all the trouble of dragging you down here, to kill you?" Her tone implied that his suggestion was the stupidest thing she had ever heard, though she knew that it was a logical assumption. "No...I'm not killing you. Not yet, anyways. We have some tests to do first..."
She finally approached, stepping out of the shadows and close enough for her test subject to see her. She was wearing a lab coat, buttoned all the way up, and her usual shiny white boots. "Are you ready to begin the test? Don't bother answering, actually. We're starting whether you're ready or not."
He followed her advice and chose not to answer, glaring at her as harshly as he could manage. "How am I supposed to test when you have me tied to a chair..?" His tone was extremely distrustful, clearly suspecting that she intended to test neurotoxin or some sort of torture device on him.
"You'll find out soon enough. I think the mute already proved that unstable lunatics can't be allowed free reign of the facilities." She spoke the truth for once. She could tell without a doubt that Doug was just as capable of putting up a fight as Chell had been, and she didn't feel like dealing with that kind of obstacle.
She came closer, stopping only a few inches in front of her test subject. Truthfully, she was nervous; she only had the most basic text book definitions of what exactly she was supposed to do. But she certainly didn't let it show on her calm and confident exterior as she put one leg on either side of his seat, suspending herself inches above his lap.
He cringed and attempted to pull away, though his back was already pressed against the chair as closely as possible. "Ah! What are you doing..!?" The look on his face was one of horror and confusion.
She lowered herself onto his lap as she spoke. "What does it look like I'm doing, moron? Now shut up." She paused for a moment, not entirely sure what she was going to do next.
"Y-you need to...stop..! There must be...a...a glitch...! In your system..!" It wasn't until that moment that he noticed exactly how much skin had been revealed as she sat down; she wasn't wearing anything beneath her labcoat other than underwear.
After his eyes wandered downwards, he couldn't bring himself to look away. Her skin seemed soft, smooth, almost human-like. He could hardly even remember the last time he had been so close to anything resembling human flesh. For a second, the look of horror faded and was replaced by something else; something unfamiliar. However, it quickly returned as he resumed his shouting. "No, no, no..! I am not doing this..! Just kill me already..! Let me keep some of my dignity atlea-"
He was interupted by the android's lips suddenly pressed against his own. She kissed him deeply, practically forcing her tongue into his mouth as he attempted to turn away. It was over as soon as it began, as she pulled back and spoke. "I told you to shut up."