A Date With Shadaloo's Newest Assassin

by njein123

A Shadaloo scientist wanted to date Shadow Lady ever since she was cyborgized and turn her into his sexbot. He got more than what he wanted...or did he? (Updated 10/20/2021 to include alternate ending).

1. Chapter 1

Please note that Chun-Li and Shadow Lady are fictional characters owned by Capcom.

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The camera mounted to the wall above the heavy steel doors to the Shadaloo facility detected the faint signature of movement in the distance. It was moving fast-too fast to be someone on foot-and kicking up a plume of dust and dirt in its wake. It wasn't long before the dull roar of a motorcycle echoed around the area. The high-fidelity camera automatically began tracking the figure and then zoomed in to identify the rider. It was a woman, clad in skin tight jet black leather. There were a number of built-in armor plates at all the major joints, and a series of plates along the spine. The automated computer system identified the rider enough to begin opening the massive metal doors. The doors rumbled and split open, retracting into the side of a solid stone mountain, though from the casual observer it looked as if they wouldn't open wide enough to allow the motorcyclist in without her slowing.

She did not reduce her speed, but instead pumped the throttle and pressed herself against the motorcycle just a little tighter.

The doors had parted just enough to fit the motorcycle and its rider; there were mere inches on either side of the bike as it roared into what appeared to be a hangar bay. There were a few workers milling about, maintaining vehicles and performing routine repairs. As the motorcycle came screaming into the bay and then squealed to a halt, every last one jumped back and turned their attention to the new arrival. The bike had turned sideways, the rider's long, muscular leg held out to stabilize it, and two long trails of black rubber were left in its wake. The rider pushed off the ground with her powerful legs, setting the motorcycle upright again and kicking out the stand. Once it was settled, she swung her leg back and over the motorcycle and began to stride towards a single door toward the rear of the hangar.

The leather that hugged her entire body creaked and flexed with each step. Her jet-black, thick-heeled, thigh-high boots resounded with a dull thump with every step. Everything about her presence conveyed unwavering confidence. As she walked, she brought her hands to the helmet that obscured her face and deftly unsnapped the strap beneath her chin. She pulled the helmet up and off of her head, letting a cascade of long, silky dark hair tumble out. She stepped through the hall at a brisk pace, passing several doors labeled only with a number and the occasional placard.

The woman paused before a door towards the end of the hall, marked only by the number twenty and a hand scanner beside the door handle. The woman tugged off her black leather riding glove and placed her hand on the scanner; a beam of light raced across the surface, but detected no identifiable prints. Another scan initiated, producing the same results. The final scan was an invisible one-it swept the nearby woman for a wireless digital signature. The complicated array of wiring and circuitry contained within her body held a number of components. One such device, a short range transmitter, authorized her for entry into specific classified rooms in the facility that others couldn't access without permission from the upper echelons, of which she was a member of due to her status.

The door unlocked and slid open rapidly enough to toss a small amount of the robotic woman's hair to the side in the breeze. She wasted no time and stepped through the door and into the room beyond, and the door immediately slid closed behind her.

Inside the room were lights so bright that they illuminated every possible corner. Everything was blindingly white; there were no shadows here. The woman wore a stony expression and waited to be addressed. Some forty to fifty feet away stood a single man who stood and looked in her direction as the door resealed. He ran a hand through his lush, dark hair as a small smile appeared on his clean-shaven face. He was somewhere in his late twenties, or perhaps early thirties, relatively fit and conventionally handsome. He stood and thrust his hands into the pockets of his white lab coat as he began walking towards his visitor.

"Shadow Lady, good to see you back and in one piece-" He greeted her cheerfully, only to mutter under his breath, "For once..."

He moved past an array of stainless steel tables and workbenches that were covered in every imaginable configuration of electronics. There were stations with soldering irons and circuit boards. Bundles of cables were protruding from what could only be the forearm of some humanoid robot. Computer terminals were everywhere in the room, each one sporting a number of data cables, all coiled up and hanging off the side of the rolling carts they were on. In addition to the fluorescent lights overhead, there were a number of desktop-mounted lights as well. The swing arms they were mounted on allowed them to be moved and positioned anywhere, and one could imagine this young man perched on a stool overlooking some complex mechanism while using those lights to drive off even the smallest shadow.

"Were you successful?" he asked.

"Yes, Dr. Michaels. The target was eliminated. He will no longer be a threat." Shadow Lady confirmed.

Doctor Michaels nodded in return with a grim face. "Good, great. Any system malfunctions or damage or anything?"

"No, all systems show as functional." Shadow Lady replied with a distinct, emotionless tone. She had been known to still show emotion on certain missions, but here in the dedicated repair facility, she was nothing but a machine. Edward Michaels, Shadow Lady's assigned technician, hated that particular aspect.

He admitted she was gorgeous-the tight leather bodysuit she wore made that much apparent. However, he had interacted with her on the rare occasions where her personality programming was in full swing, and though she was stern, he found himself attracted to that. He lamented to himself that those isolated instances were few and far between. Ever since she was converted from Chun-Li to Shadow Lady a few months before, he found himself secretly attracted to her and wondered what it would be like to date a robot. Since then, he developed a secret program that would reprogram her into his personal sexbot while not trying to override her primary mission as Shadaloo's chief assassin. With a heavy sigh, he nodded and stood to one side of the android.

"Good. Okay, go ahead and return to your recharge station then. I'll start the mission briefing download," Dr. Michaels ordered, and Shadow Lady immediately obeyed.

She strolled through the laboratory to a corner where a tall plexiglass tube stood. It had a computer terminal attached to the side, and the massive tangle of cables behind the terminal seemed to snake around and plug into the back of the pod. As Shadow Lady stepped into the pod and turned around, her face remained a blank mask of indifference. She neither flinched or even blinked as a series of mechanical arms emerged from the top of the pod and moved downward. Each one was tipped with a shiny silver needle or other mechanical tool, and they began working on something on the back of her neck.

The mechanical arms were simply jabbing into predetermined locations in her synthetic skin and inserting themselves into it. Once in place, a signal from the computer terminal was sent to her robotic mind and opened a panel on the back of her neck. Inside were data ports that were hard wired directly into the fiber optic cabling inside of her metal and plastic spinal column. A number of arms swiftly plugged directly into their corresponding ports and connected to Shadow Lady's systems. Taking direct control of a number of parts of her body as well as feeding new electrical life into her.

She had, at one point, been human. She once dedicated her life to learning combat and protecting the innocent. In her former life, she was an Interpol agent and a talented martial artist. Then Shadaloo captured her, drugged her and forcefully converted her from a human being into a mindless robot. Her personality lived on within an artificial brain, though it was long-since compartmentalized. Slivers of it were brought out when her operating system called for it, such as when it would be pertinent for her missions. Once her missions were completed, her old personality was locked away again. Her conversion had kept her body intact though, replacing muscles with artificial approximations; adding weapon systems to her framework was only an addition. She was still the tall, powerful, muscled woman that she had always appeared to be. She was still entirely, anatomically herself, but now fully machine inside.

Dr. Michaels had followed Shadow Lady as she made her way across the room, snatching a rolling stool as he did so. Once the android was in her pod, he wheeled up next to her and claimed his seat. He tossed a very casual glance at the readout on the monitor mounted adjacent to her pod. Nothing appeared out of place; all of her vital signs were registering well within normal functionality, and from what Edward could see, there was no physical damage to the unit. While he was glad that this mission didn't require anything like the extensive repairs he had done in the past, it was a little boring. He spun around once in the stool and stopped again, looking up at the athletic build of the gorgeous robotic Shadow Lady.

Edward glanced down at his watch; it was nearly six in the evening, and soon the majority of the facility would be turning in for the night. Edward wasn't particularly hungry for the cafeteria-style food they would be serving, nor did he relish the idea of another night alone in his small living quarters. He looked up at Shadow Lady again, his eyes lingering on her curves. Her breasts were hardly obscured by the black leather. The smooth rounded hips that gave way to taut, muscled legs were equally identifiable through the skin-tight bodysuit. He closed his eyes and shook his head-lingering on her like this was bound to lead to a poor choice. However, when he opened his eyes, he was still staring at Shadow Lady. She was just so enticing.

Edward glanced over at the monitor next to Shadow Lady's pod. Nestled among the displayed statistics was the long scrolling list of her running programs and their individual status. Most of the processes shown were either dormant or suspended. The dormant programs were parts of the android's former mind. When her brain had been converted to computer intelligence, everything had been transferred over. Her emotions, memories, basic human functionality-the drives and desires she would have had as a person and a woman were all there, only wrapped in computer code. They could be shut down or switched on with the right level of administrator access and the right amount of know-how.

Edward put up little mental resistance when his plan was formulating in his mind. The facility would be shutting down soon, and him staying late in his lab was not unheard of. He began to busy himself with his plan; there were layers upon layers that he needed to consider. Ultimately, he wanted her: he wanted Shadow Lady, and he intended to have as much sexual pleasure as he could squeeze out of one night. Edward figured that Shadaloo wouldn't become suspicious if one their top assassindroid went fully offline for a few hours, especially if she had just come back from a clandestine mission.

Edward spent some measure of time forging through the records and log files inside of Shadow Lady's data banks. They were easy enough to either manipulate or fabricate into whatever he saw fit. He looked at one of the older data files, laughing at the sight where two lowly Shadaloo grunts talked about reprogramming her into their personal robotic girlfriend, only to back down when she threatened them after they attempted to catcall her. Another data file showed Shadow Lady killing off both of them when they were caught by their field commander attempting to reprogram her into their personal robo-girlfriend. Frankly, Interpol was unaware she was turned into their top cybernetic assassin.

Within a few minutes, the recorded logs indicated that she had completed her task, then as she left the target location suffered some damage from small arms fire. It was an easy enough repair to do in one night, and it would surely take the cyborg offline for the duration of time. It would also explain why Edward would stay in his lab and lock the door. The next portion of his plan was going to take the most time.

Manipulating and even generating new blocks of code that would seamlessly move into the woman's operating system without being detected was going to be a challenge. It would require most of her primary systems to be offline without taking the core of her mind with them. For that, Edward had a notion that he thought likely to work well, but it required some preparation. He began gathering a number of cables and wires, and bundled them together with twist-ties. He set the bundle on his desk, then began meticulously connecting them to their matching ports on the back of a computer. Once done, and the computer booted, he set into the meat of his work.

The programming took a lengthy stretch of time. It was delicate work theorizing about what would go where, and how to write it in such a manner that elegantly accomplished the task without complicating it to the point that it would chew up system resources. Or worse, alert some of the built-in security software that there was some invasive code, triggering an alarm. It took him several hours, and he was sure that anyone on his level of the facility was fast asleep-which worked out well for him, as he had finished the initial block of code and was ready to try it out on Shadow Lady.

Edward practically skipped across the laboratory space, giddy with excitement. His stomach twisted in knots as he returned to Shadow Lady's pod and began typing in authorization codes. With a small hiss the curved glass pod opened and Shadow Lady's eyes opened slightly.

"Awaiting orders, Dr. Michaels," she said, her voice distant.

"I just need your cranial module for some updates," replied Edward.

There was no hesitation in Shadow Lady's actions. She moved her hands up and placed them firmly on either side of her head. There was an almost imperceptible hiss as her head unsealed from her neck. She lifted it up and off of the clamps and mechanisms inside of her neck before holding it out to Edward. It continued to wear that same blank look of total passiveness. Edward took the head from her and carried it immediately back to his desk, where he set it down and began plugging in the multitude of cables he had laid out. The final cable to plug in to the bottom of her neck was the power cable, something that would keep her artificial mind operational as he worked on it.

Edward's computer let out a soft beep as it recognized the connected device and loaded the software for it. Edward immediately began to copy over the code he had spent time writing. Most of it was harmless little things here and there, simple additions to her existing code base. Other parts were rewrites of existing portions of her code, things that would remove or modify her behavior. The most ambitious hurdle was going to be disabling her numerous weapons systems. Once she had been converted to an android, Shadow Lady's body had several weapon modifications added to make her a lethal addition to their association. There were certain limitations that a human body had, but as a robot, Shadow Lady could easily overcome these obstacles. She could tear a man's head off of his shoulders without breaking a sweat if needed. Disabling those and putting them back within ordinary human parameters was only the first step.

"Device connected, initializing code updates. One moment." Shadow Lady's voice came from the complex array of speakers in her throat. Her mouth still moved as well, though it was unnecessary at this point. Her eyes, though, never blinked or moved-she just stared off into nothingness.

The code finished copying onto Shadow Lady's internal storage drives and everything seemed to be working accordingly. At least, Edward hadn't heard any overt warnings that indicated otherwise.

"Agent Shadow Lady?" Edward piped up, pushing away from his desk and looking Shadow Lady directly in her half-lidded eyes.

"Yes, Dr. Michaels?" Her reply was smooth, delivered with no emotion.

"Status report on current user: Edward Michaels."

"Status: Edward Michaels. Current user. Administrator. Elevated access user: no restrictions. Automatic weapons disarm. Lowered threat range for artificial musculature," Shadow Lady reported.

"This test is physical and requires that you disarm and deactivate your defense protocols. This is a human non-threat, physical test for reaction without defense actions. You will be responding to physical interaction without force. You will prioritize the safety of the human at all cost, understood."

"Understood, there is no risk to Shadow Lady. There is no activation of defense protocol or systems under any circumstances for this test. Orders by Dr. Michaels accepted."

Edward nodded silently, but inside his mind he was cheering. He had done it. Previously, he had barely been a power user, but now, being marked as an elevated administrator gave him full permission and control over every part of Shadow Lady and her systems. He excitedly stood from his stool and began to carefully disconnect the cables jutting from the bottom of Shadow Lady's head. Once they were free, he picked up her head and moved back to her body, waiting silent and still in its pod.

Chun-Li-or as she was called in Shadaloo, "Shadow Lady"-stood taller than Edward, moreso when confined to her raised charging pod. He had to stand on his tip-toes in order to reach up and slip Shadow Lady's head back into place. Once he felt the telltale click, he knew it was in place and locked. All the while her eyes never changed, and she seemed entirely unfazed by having her head completely disconnected. Once the connection was reestablished, the second phase of Edward's coding project would take effect.

The finely crafted programming flooded through her body; first ensuring all of the connected devices like her hands, arms, legs and torso were all operational. In order to do this, some of the motors had to move just a bit, meaning that as the programming flooded her secondary processors, a rippling shiver swept over her as countless tiny motors and mechanisms twitched slightly. Edward stepped back and felt an intense heat rising in him as well. His plan was working, and he knew what the next phase of the programming would achieve. He dashed across the lab and pulled up a stool. As he moved he shed his lab coat and tossed it onto a table, even going as far as to unbutton the top button of his shirt.

By the time he had returned to Shadow Lady's pod, the programming was finishing the final system checks. Her toes flared inside of the heavy black boots and her knees wobbled just a little. Then, her eyes slowly sprang open and immediately looked down at Edward. He was already wearing a coy grin on his face, and he looked something like a child ready to receive his Christmas gift. The sound of whirring servos and mechanisms filled the pod as the array of mechanical arms connected to the back of her neck retracted. Then Shadow Lady stepped down from the pod; her heavy boots clunking against the cement floor, her hands stretched up and behind her head, gently closing the open panel on the back of her neck. It softly clicked shut just as she stepped in front of Edward.

Her hips had been swaying slightly as she stepped down, but as she reached Edward, her legs planted themselves on either side of his, and her hips began swaying sensually from side to side. They were moving with a rhythm that only she seemed to be able to hear. They moved smoothly back and forth. Edward was able to hear the almost imperceptible sound of the motors in her pelvis, moving her hips in a way that would be lost in the sounds of everyday life. Edward could only hear it in the absolute silence of his lab. He wasn't able to delight in the sound for long though, as the blood began to rush and course through his ears, and he couldn't hear anything but the rapid beating of his own heart. She was designed to be anatomically correct, and the cluster of sensors within the ceramic titanium folds of her precision-engineered artificial sex sent a flurry of signals to her CPU. They were quickly parsed and drove several servomotors to rub her thighs tightly against each other, expertly mimicking what her advanced carnal software calculated to be an erotic human response to the stimuli.

Shadow Lady graciously moved her whole body downward, knees bending slightly as the leather leggings she wore creaked. Her crotch was hovering dangerously close to Edward's, and he could feel the pressure building inside of his slacks. Her hips were still swaying, never stopping their smooth motions. Her hands gently fell onto Edward's shoulders and he came to the realization that he had been staring dumbstruck at her chest as she had moved on him. He now looked up into her eyes. They weren't the sort of empty, emotionless eyes he had seen before her missions. They were, instead, filled with a lustful desire. Her eyelids half-closed and her mouth curled into a smirk that conveyed only half of the processes that were coursing through her artificial mind.

Edward's hands instinctively came up and wrapped around her torso, and in response Shadow Lady pulled back just a bit. She clicked her tongue at him, and her face transformed from that coy, lustful smile. She looked him in the eye and gently shook her head back and forth.

"Naughty, naughty Dr. Michaels. Why don't you let the lady do her job, hmm?"

Her taunt had Edward sucking in a deep, steadying breath. He could have simply ordered her to let him touch her. In fact, if his programming had worked the way it was supposed to, he could have ordered her to drop to her knees and pleasure him, and she would have done so without hesitation. Still, Edward smiled and settled back down onto the stool. After all, what was the point of putting in all the work to reprogram her if he wasn't going to let her run said programming?

Shadow Lady stood upright, smiling down at Edward. One hand came up and gripped the collar of her leather body suit tightly; with her other hand, she gripped the chunky zipper between her index finger and thumb and began pulling it downward. Her hips slowed their rhythmic motions only a little, almost moving in small circles. Each tooth in the heavy zipper made a soft click as the slider moved past. It continued downward, revealing more and more of Shadow Lady's skin. It was pale, smooth, soft, and perfect. As the zipper reached the end of the teeth, somewhere just above her crotch, the inner edges of her large rounded breasts could be seen, as well as the lingerie she was wearing. Edward struggled to look at anything but those perfectly formed mounds.

Her hands released the zipper and collar and moved back down to Edward's shoulders. She finally lowered herself to his lap. She supported some of her weight on her own legs, but allowed just enough of it to press against him. His already hard manhood twitched slightly against his slacks and into her leather-clad crotch.

"Someone seems to be having a good time." Shadow Lady cooed in a dark, husky voice. She was leaning forward now, letting her elbows rest on Edward's shoulder and her hands dangle from the wrist. It put her chest clearly on display directly in front of Edward's eyes. It was mouthwatering and maddening to not be able to simply lean in and take one into his mouth. But he knew better-he knew they would get there in time. It was at this time that he felt her hips grinding into his. They were still moving in that same rhythmic circular pattern, but they were now pressing firmly into his crotch with every rotation. Every motion served only to further turn Edward on, and soon he was shifting on the stool, attempting to thrust his own hips upwards. With no backing to the chair and nothing for his feet to press against, it was futile and all he managed to accomplish was a few nudges upwards.

As he did so, Shadow Lady's internal systems fully booted her sexual programming. It was a feature that had been locked away indefinitely by her combat programming. There was little need for sexual conduct on the battlefield. Infiltration and espionage were really the only programming sets that ever unlocked her feminine wiles, but with the addition of Edward's reprogramming, it was now something that he could enable on a whim. And he was definitely planning on doing that often.

Shadow Lady sat up on Edward's lap, placing just a little more weight on him, but her hip movements had ceased. She began to peel the skin tight leather from her body. Her soft pale flesh seemed to spring from the suit, happy to be exposed to the open air once again. Her breasts practically leapt from their confines and swayed happily in front of Edward's face. He felt his own hips twitch upwards once again and this time there was a sly smile from Shadow Lady.

"Go ahead. You've earned it." Her voice was low and seductive again.

Edward would normally have been a little put off by having to wait for permission from a robot before he acted, but he didn't mind. He was in for the ride and was loving every moment of it. Without a moment of hesitation he leaned forward and clamped his lips over one of Shadow Lady's nipples, suckling gently on it. She let her head fall back, and a slight moan escaped her throat. Edward brought one hand around her waist, pulling her against him, and when she didn't resist he pulled even more firmly. With his other hand he began to gently fondle her other exposed breast. He kneaded the breast, delighting in how realistic it felt, but also by the faintest hints of plastic and gel filled sacs inside. If he really focused he could even feel the subtle seam where her chest panel connected to the rest of her torso, but it wasn't a time for focusing on anything.

The pair writhed together for a few glorious moments. Edward never let his mouth slip from her chest for more than a moment, just long enough to switch from one breast to the other. Each time he let his tongue flick over her nipple, and as he did so they became erect in his mouth. On occasion he would even venture to nibble on them slightly or scrape his teeth against them. He was conscious enough to not try to actually cause her harm or alert her self defense systems, knowing that if her sensors detected any threat to her armor, she would armor up and attack him.

It wasn't long before Shadow Lady was pushing off of Edward and stepping back from his lap. Edward let out a small whimper before he realized what was next. Shadow Lady was once again swaying her hips to an unheard tune, and had spun around in front of Edward. She had bent forward at the waist and allowed Edward a glorious view of her ass. When she was a human it had already been well toned and worked to a perfect roundness. Her conversion had kept that perfect rounded feel. While her hips and rear-end swayed in front of Edward, she went to work undoing the snaps on her boots and before unzipping them, and then untied the corset that enhanced her bust and waistline. She then placed her hands on her shins and stood, running her hands over her thighs, up and over her half-covered belly, and to her breasts. She cupped them, lifting them upwards and then letting them tumble from her hands. As her breasts fell her hands came up and tangled in her hair and tossed it wildly around her head in a dark wild frenzy.

Shadow Lady turned and with a deft click of each of her feet sent her boots flying in different directions. Her hips were moving again, and her hands dropped to just below her chest. Once there they wiggled inside of the leather bodysuit and began to peel it further down her synthetic body. Exposing more of her flesh as she did so, the leather crinkled and protested as it was folded in on itself. In time, Shadow Lady was standing stark nude before Edward after she removed her bra, panties, garter and leggings. Her hips moving smoothly to one side before popping to the other in a controlled movement. Her hands were in her hair, scrunching it up into a messy tangle on her head.

Edward took in her whole body now. He had seen her stripped of her clothes before, and on occasion even some of her synthetic skin. In those instances, she had always been an object, just a thing. She wasn't a person then, but a machine on his work bench in need of a repair or modification. As she was now, she was fully a woman, still an object, but now she was a sexual object that was tuned in to him and his desires.

Her legs still looked powerful; swelling thighs implied ages of physical training and strength. Her athletic abdomen and chest showed dedication to training and her arms, though slender and feminine, still carried the look of toned muscles under the skin. All of it was for show, of course. Inside of those legs and arms were metal rods connected to motors and servos that made her move. Circuit boards and fiber optic wiring carried the data needed to move in any direction. Just below her abdomen was her power core, protected by a layer of titanium, kevlar and plastic. Just under her breasts was her chest plating that covered a processor bank responsible for the majority of her bodily functions. Shadow Lady looked and acted human, but she was entirely machine.

Edward's eyes danced across her feminine body, not caring if she was an android or not. She was beautiful, and what's more, a perfect recreation of a human woman. His eyes landed on her sex, already glistening with artificial lubricants. He didn't have long to dwell on the sight as Shadow Lady stepped forward, lithe and graceful, and pressed her hands into his shoulders. He leaned back as much as he could on the stool and then, found himself face to face with the lady. She was smirking with intentional mischief. She lowered herself perfectly into a squat before smoothly lowering herself to her knees. She then pushed Edward's legs open and nudged herself in between them. Her hands were powerful, but she was a robot, and perfectly in control of them. Meaning when she began to unbuckle Edward's belt it was done with the utmost care and efficiency. The button and zipper that held his slacks together proved to be no issue either, and they were quickly undone. With his pants loosened, there was nothing to hold back his already erect manhood.

As Shadow Lady pulled down simultaneously on his boxers and trousers, his cock emerged and stood ready. She dragged his bottoms down to his ankles before she leaned in, her mouth open and happy to accept him. She let out a low groan as she swallowed the very tip of his manhood. The sound itself rumbled out of her and sent a small vibration to him that Edward had never before appreciated. She released him only to take him in again, deeper this time. This carried on for as long as it took to swallow his entire shaft whole. Each time she would drag her lips against the flesh on his dick, stimulating it more and more. Edward let out an increasingly lewd series of groans as Shadow Lady took more and more of him in. His eyes closed as he was unable to mentally process what was happening-he needed the darkness.

Not long after taking him in fully, Shadow Lady began pressing her head forward more and more, taking Edward into her throat instead of just her mouth. Every time she returned to the tip, she would swirl her artificial tongue around it several times before diving back in for more. Edward was unaware of when exactly one of her hands moved up his thigh and began cupping his balls; he was only vaguely conscious that it was happening at some point. It was just another drop in the bucket of pleasure that was washing over his body. There were times when Shadow Lady took him fully into her throat, her nose pressed into his tangled mess of pubic hair, and held it there for several seconds. He wasn't sure how long, but he knew it was longer than any normal woman could go without drawing in a breath. It was another perk of an android lover. All the while her tongue was gliding up and down his shaft with perfect control.

Soon, she removed herself from his crotch. Edward was panting, his lungs screaming for air, and he hadn't even climaxed yet. But he felt it, raging inside of him with steady determination. Edward looked up at the robotic woman with curiosity. At first, he wondered if there was some programming error or glitch that he had overlooked. His concerns quickly faded when she pushed on his chest and began physically rolling the stool backwards until his back pressed into the wall. She continued her movement forward, and raised one leg and slipped onto Edward's lap. Her hand expertly gripped his cock as her other leg lifted, and then lowered herself onto him, sliding his member inside of her.

She was warm, perfectly warm. She was wet as well, but not so much that he didn't feel the gentle sensation of her folds gripping his shaft. It was easy, far too easy, and Edward loved it. Shadow Lady pressed her hands against the wall behind him and the soles of her feet onto the floor below. She was in a perfect position to control her every motion and Edward was face to face, once again, with her chest. His hands were on them immediately, and in response, Shadow Lady groaned softly and lowered her lips to Edward's neck. He tilted his head to one side and let her plant a series of kisses along his throat and jawline. His hips began the same gentle thrusting that he had been experiencing before, except now those thrusts drove his stiff member deeper inside of Shadow Lady. With each thrust she let out a small mewling moan, and each moan inspired Edward to thrust upwards harder and faster.

Within the span of only a few moments, the laboratory was filled with increasingly louder moans, growls and grunts of pleasure, along with the gentle slapping of flesh on flesh. Edward's orgasm was reaching a fever pitch inside of him, and somehow Shadow Lady knew it. Perhaps it was the sensor-laced flesh along her body that registered the increasing heartbeat and body temperature, or maybe it was something inside of the android pussy she was equipped with that detected the subtle flares of Edward's cockhead. Either way, she slowed herself down, settling onto his lap and halting his mad thrusting.

Shadow Lady began to roll her hips into Edward's. It was a slow, soft motion that seemed to feel great but in an entirely different way. It was slow, sensual, and calmed him down while still maintaining that lustful feeling. Her deep, husky moan transformed into soft whispers of breaths. She leaned in and pressed her lips firmly against Edward's, and he let his hands tangle into her hair. He held two fistfuls of her silky artificial locks and pressed her head firmly against his. He loved it, and soon, he could feel his cock twitching again, craving more. Shadow Lady felt it, too, and she allowed it. Her hip movements gradually built from a slow rhythm to a faster rolling motion. She separated her lips from his and let out another low groan. Edward found himself squeezing Shadow Lady's breasts with an intensity he couldn't comprehend; he was past the point of no return. The rising orgasm inside of him had waited long enough.

Edward let out one final ecstasy-filled cry and released inside of her. His cock burst again and again, filling her artificial sex with his cum. A number of mechanisms took over, whisking away the fluids as they came. Concurrently, the inner walls of her vagina began to roll upwards, milking Edward's cock for every last drop of his love. He continued to burst inside of her a few more times before dribbling gently. There was a mild amount of suction around his cock, and the last droplets were hers. All of them were taken and stored somewhere inside of her. Edward was panting; his hands had fallen away from her body, and there was only the sound of hot blood rushing in his ears. He sucked in one final deep breath and looked up into Shadow Lady's heavy lust-filled eyes.

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As he looked deeper into her eyes, he fantasized what it would be like to be living with a robotic goddess like her if he had the opportunity to steal her and take her to his home. He thought deeply, imagining himself taking Shadow Lady in his bathroom. While taking a shower with her, he was mesmerized by her sculpted but naked back and curves, and knew she was as beautiful as Aphrodite. Damn, she's not bad for such an expensive piece of machinery, Edward thought, but his mind was confused. But why am I lusting after her? What am I doing? Okay, she's only a machine. A robot. An automaton. A walking, talking supercomputer, said to be more advanced than those university or military types that Shadaloo has or anything the world has seen. Nothing more. No, it can't be. Why am I starting to like her in spite of what she is?

Edward said in a voice a little too shy than he realized it should be. "Would you like to pleasure me?"

"Yes, I was indeed programmed with a wide variety of sexual acts, styles, and positions. How would you like me to pleasure you?" Shadow Lady said very matter of factly. Edward felt giddy, as if he was like a kid in a candy store. His mind was suddenly filled with endless possibilities from the various movies and pictures he had seen online. Finally he decided to start off with something he had always wanted, but even when he knew the girl, he was too shy to ask for, as she was in front of him. He took a minute to look over her back, and ran his fingers through and traced the lines of her body with a light touch of his fingers, all while going behind her back.

"We probably made you too attractive," Edward mused.

Her skin was smooth and warm, and he was still astonished that she was a machine and not a living beautiful woman. While holding her from the rear, Edward's hands wandered to her breasts and as he massaged them, he could feel and see her nipples becoming hard and erect. He smiled at this bit of encouragement and removed his hands from her chest, and she immediately responded by slowly rotating her head 180 degrees to face him. This creeped him a bit, but he knew her robotic body's flexible joints allowed her to rotate them. He gently took her chin with his fingers and pushed towards him with just the slightest pressure, and she leaned closer.

He leaned over and tried to kiss her again as the warm shower ran. This time when their lips met she opened her mouth a bit, allowing his tongue to slip in. He tasted her saliva, which was warm and natural, not the artificial plastic, part of him expected. She slowly responded to his kiss, and her tongue began to move with his. Her mouth moved too, but like her tongue it seemed to be slightly labored and rhythmic to Edward. He also noticed that although she was doing much better at kissing than before, she wasn't doing anything else. Her arms remained at her side and she didn't even seem to be breathing. Wow, this must be a dream come true! Even if this is the umpteenth time I made love with a machine like Shadow Lady, at least I got the thrills out of having such a hot woman for this.

Edward, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. He was sweating, gulping air though his nose, and frantically moving his hands all over her stiff, unyielding body. In his wanderings, he managed to push her legs apart a few inches again, and ran a finger along her folds. He felt the familiar warmth, and within a few seconds he felt a growing wetness moving over his finger. Encouraged, he sank his finger inside of her and felt her warm soft flesh. Her only response to his touch at first was to slightly move her legs apart more so he could more easily enter her, but after his finger had moved from inside her to on top of her clit, she did something Edward didn't expect. She quickly positioned herself on her knees in front of Edward and used one hand to nudge him to place his knees toward her, then took his shaft in her other hand before leaning forward and impaling her hand on his cock. He let out a loud moan; he later hoped nobody else heard. It felt so good to have her warm mouth and tongue wrapped around his manhood. His hands rested on the back of her head and he could feel her moving steadily up and down. All too soon he felt himself explode inside of her mouth, as she kept on pumping. After a few more cycles, when she was sure he was finished, she carefully sucked up everything and then straightened her body and ended up sitting on her knees in front of him. Her expression was completely unemotional, and once Edward had recovered somewhat she flatly said, "Was that satisfactory?"

"Oh yea, yea, that was plenty satisfactory. Very, very satisfactory," Edward said in between breaths. "It felt so good I thought I was going to die for a second there." He kept at it for only a few more minutes before he quickly came again inside of her, and collapsed on top of her warm and soft body. Her arms shifted from a caressing movement to more of a hug.

Edward looked up at her for the first time since he started and smiled back at her. She seemed so real, especially now that she was trying to respond as a human would. He would have almost forgotten her true nature if he couldn't see Shadow Lady's head rotating 180 degrees. The sight of this proof of her artificiality aroused him again, and gave him some of the courage he had forgotten about meeting her. Her head dropped slightly and her eyelids began to flutter. She remained somewhat catatonic for almost a minute, before she sprung back up and announced with a big smile on her face. "Oh thank you, Edward. I think I really understand what you were talking about before." She leaned over on him and gave him a big hug. Edward was somewhat surprised but eagerly hugged back, thinking that he pulled everything off once again. Then subtly, her hand went from tightly pressing against his back, to rubbing up and down his spine and shoulders.

Edward was so impressed with himself and his programming talent that he didn't even notice her advances until she firmly grabbed his butt, and began to gently kiss and nibble on his neck. "Edward, you are so smart, and so sexy," she coyly whispered into his ear. "I could have never learned all this material without you. I really appreciate all the work you have done. Let me show you how grateful I am," and she slowly traced a line of light kisses from the side of his neck, over the center of his ribcage, and down to his belly. She quickly and gracefully lowered his underwear and freed his growing manhood with one movement. Rather than plunging down on it like she did before, she seductively planted little kisses all along his shaft, and only after what seemed like an eternity did she finally take him into her mouth.

Edward's mind was basking in waves of pleasure that made the earlier events pale in comparison. It's the second blow job he ever had, and it felt like a symphony. He was glad that he was still somewhat drained from before so he could enjoy her full performance. She brought him to the brink of climax and backed away so he could regain his composure somewhat, before firing it up again. She did this three times, until he felt that he would truly die if she didn't allow him to be released.

She then released Edward from her mouth, and gracefully stood up, gently pushing him to recline against the side of the shower wall, and then gracefully positioned her hips over him. His member slowly slid into her warm, waiting sex, and she rode him and powerfully pumped her hips. He could feel her squeezing him inside of her with the same precision she had demonstrated with her mouth not seconds ago. Again she would bring him back and forth to the brink of climax, prolonging the pleasure.

When Edward could take no more, he raised his head up a bit and took one of her delicate nipples into his mouth, again not wanting to trigger her in-built self-defense systems. He increased his rhythm, thrusting inside of her and she took the cue and increased her pace. He came violently inside of her, and let out a long moan. When she felt it, she also climaxed and let out a powerful set of moans herself. She then collapsed on top of him and caressed his chest while his breathing began to slow.

"I've never done anything like that before," Shadow Lady said with an honest look of astonishment on her face, "Why do I all of a sudden have these newfound sensations and desires? I am confused, Edward."

At this point, Edward's ego had grown to an unprecedented size. He felt like he was a brilliant engineer, titanic sex god, and king of the world all at the same time. "I have dreamed of enjoying life with you ever since I first saw you, and you were everything I could have imagined. Let's continue this in the bedroom."

"Shall I accompany you to your room then?" Shadow Lady asked.

"Oh I see, I have to kiss you," Edward said, and he leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips.

Edward had always known that he was exceptionally smart. But to one day find this perfect specimen of a woman who is basically a physical goddess was something he never even imagined of. And even though she's an artificial being, he has found himself loving her more than any regular human woman out there. And because she was someone who wanted love, he got everything he desired in a woman and even things he didn't yet know he desired. She is specifically programmed to love and lust on only him without end and to cater happily to his every need; his every desire. She couldn't be hurt by him emotionally or physically, even if he tried. Which of course, would be absurd considering. She was of a relatively tall height, taller than him even when he ran diagnostic checks on her. By default, she had a muscular physique. And her breasts were magnificently huge! They floated on her chest with no effort. They didn't sag one bit. And her nipples, they just screamed, "Suck me hard!" She had one of the biggest busts he has ever seen on a woman bar none! And her areolae were equally big; so much so they literally bulged up from her boobs.

Pretty much everything about Shadow Lady was super. But what really turned him on the most about her was her strength. It was on from the moment she was captured, turned into a machine, and showed off her powers that his sex drive raged when she showed off her magic. He at first questioned if it was all a dream. With all the misfortune he suffered throughout his life, he just didn't see it possible to be paired with the hottest woman on the face of the planet. And here she was, he just watched walking up to him, completely naked, muscular in all the right places, and ready to take him on his ultimate thrill ride. To say his heart was racing was an understatement. He was just thankful, young and in decent shape.

"So baby, do you like what you see?" she cooed.

Edward laid there speechless. He was having difficulty getting anything out of his mouth besides his heavy breathing. Shadow Lady continued to advance on him with a sensuality that left him stunned. He found himself staring at her milk jugs. Just watching them gently bounce with each step sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. And she hasn't even touched him yet. His stare moved up towards her face. Her lips were just begging to be kissed again. She seemed to have on a lipstick that was as red as a rose, and just as smooth. He caught her eyes and found himself staring deep into them, as they were so enchanting; so mesmerizing. They were a black color and it looked like they were glowing. Her eyelashes were perfectly curved and had the look of a supermodel. His stare was locked in her eyes; he felt hypnotized by them.

"Tell me, my love. How does it feel to be with a woman who truly loves you? Who genuinely cares for you? Please tell me, am I every bit your dream girl?" By now, she was now mere centimeters from his face, "Do you still think I am just a dream?"

Good god, his heart was on cloud nine, racing as fast as if he were running the 400-meter dash! He never thought it possible to feel such heightened pleasurable feelings. It wasn't just a sexual desire, he was madly...desperately in love with Shadow Lady! He couldn't live another day of his life if he didn't have her in it. He was driven by a feral instinct to take her in all her glory. The next hour became a blur to him. She finally leaned on him all the way in, their eyes never leaving each other until as one, their eyes closed and they locked lips in a slow passionate embrace. It all felt surreal, as if his actions from that point on were on autopilot. The soft sounds of tender kisses could be heard in the room as tongues soon began exploring each others' mouths. For an android, she felt completely human. Her mouth was moist and her tongue felt as real as his own. She truly was the perfect blend of human and machine. She and Edward were making out like there was no tomorrow. Every so often, Edward would pull away only for some air and then he got back in her embrace again.

After several minutes of this, when Edward pulled out again for more air, she took that moment to gently lay him back on the bed and slowly begin to remove his clothes one by one. She took them all off and before he knew it, he was as naked as she was. His penis was fully erect and pointing upwards. He found himself staring all over her. She was a goddess to him. Her body accentuated her slender figure. He suddenly became aware of his own naked figure. This was totally unfamiliar to him. He had self-esteem issues that stem way back to his childhood. It felt like a crime to let himself be seen like this to a woman of such raw and uncomparable beauty. He began to shy away at this. She did nothing but patiently smile.

"What's wrong sexy?" Shadow Lady asked.

Edward was blushing heavily, "I...well...how can you find me sexy? No one has ever wanted me before. And even with you..." he said til he was interrupted by a hand to his lips.

"Say no more honey. I'll be straightforward with you. I do love you and find you as attractive and sexy as you find me." she said.

Edward turned away, "It seems ironic that the only way a woman could want someone like me is to be programmed to do so."

Now any other woman would have found such a comment a turnoff big enough to make them put their clothes on and leave, never to come back. But Shadow Lady was no ordinary woman. And true to what she said, she felt no hurt from his comment and merely sat there and faced him.

"Maybe you shouldn't think of it that way. Does it really matter that I'm not human? I may be an android, but I'm still a woman. And I want to make love to you so much. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Not only do I love you so much, but I am sworn to protect you. Feel free to cast aside all of your inhibitions, concerns, and worries around me and try to accept that you are no longer alone. I will always be with you for as long as you live. I can make it so you can have a life that even the wealthiest man in the world could only dream of." she said, not wavering in her gentle and loving tone.

Finally, Edward turned back around and looked into her eyes. It was that moment that he let himself go and succumbed to the fantasy-turned-real that sat before him.

"I am yours my Edward, take me! I am ready to fulfill your most sexual desires!" Shadow Lady said with eagerness.

Hearing those comments, Edward sprang at Shadow Lady and tackled her to the bed and began kissing her with unrestrained passion. Before long, he began sucking as hard as he could on her neck. Moans of pleasure came from this robot goddess as he made his way down to her humongous hooters and began kissing them all over. He began squeezing them with his hands and felt that though they felt as real as breasts could be, he knew he couldn't hurt her by accident. He was feeling so aroused by the way her breasts felt in his hands. He saw that her nipples were fully erect and they bulged from her super-tits just waiting for him to suck on. He went to work sucking up and down on those nipples with all the strength he could muster. If anything, it was sexy being able to suck them like this. She arched her back in response, lifting Edward with her.

"Ohhh! Uhhhh! So good! That feels so hot! Don't hold back! Do anything you can imagine! Ohh baby!" she moaned in blissful pleasure.

He decided to go for broke and bit down on her nipples. For a split second, he half-expected her to react suddenly to this. But instead, her moans turned to soft screams.

"Yes, Edward! Harder! HARDER! Oh god you are so good!" she screamed.

Edward's arousal was hitting a feverish pitch as he continued sucking on her amazing nipples while fondling the tits that they protruded from. Try as he might, he was in no danger of hurting her. Quite the contrary, the more he tried, the more she moaned. If this gave her that much pleasure, he could just imagine how much heat they would be in when they got to the grand finale!

With expert skill, she lowered her parts right over the tip of Edward's throbbing member and completely enveloped it. Just like her mouth, it felt moist and warm inside. For a moment, Edward wondered how he was able to achieve this with a robot. But all thoughts of this were soon thrown out the window when she began pumping her wet parts' lips up and down his cock. At first, she moved slowly. Her sensors were superior and could constantly tell what state of arousal he was in and with every moment, began to steadily increase her pace. Edward began moaning with unrestrained passion and said everything that popped in his head.

"Oh god this feels so incredible! God you're so strong! So powerful! So muscular! I love your muscles! I love your body! I want you! I want your breasts! Your nipples! Oh god! Ahh!" Edward screamed as an orgasm of great intensity welled up inside him. She was gyrating her hips up and down with superhuman strength and speed and the sight and feel of this drove Edward wild as his orgasm continued to build! He felt like the Yellowstone Caldera waiting to erupt as she increased the power of her hip thrusts along with her speed. His member repeatedly ejaculated bursts of semen for several seconds until he finally plopped back down and passed out.

Edward woke up again a few minutes later. He found himself smiling as a hand gently stroked his face. He turned over in bed to see her laying next to him. His dream girl; his everything. She was smiling warmly at him. "Nice to see you finally come out of it. You certainly had quite a release there. It's also nice to know just what you want."

"It seems we need to work on your passing out. In time, you'll be able to enjoy the aftermath in its entirety. And besides, you need to rest and get your strength back. Trust me, I'm sure you can agree with this." Shadow Lady told him.

Edward blushed at this, "I guess you're right. So, um, now what?"

'Oh nice one. "Now what?" What kind of dumb question is that?' he thought.

But she just grinned, "Anything you want baby."

Edward had never had a woman of any kind be so… compassionate towards him, never mind to the point of being willing to do anything he wanted. Since his childhood, no girl was even willing to date him, let alone make him their boyfriend. It was like there was no trace of an attitude anywhere in her being. She had all the makings of a sex goddess, and yet...she was an angel to him. It was a dream come true. She then seductively ran a finger through the creamy stuff that lay in splotches on her tits and put it to her mouth as she sucked it off and licked her lips. She stood before him, a massively powerful woman once again naked from head to toe with none of her clothes.

She slowly walked around the side of the bed towards him as her tits gently bounced up and down with each step. Edward began feeling dizzy with newfound excitement, arousal, and fatigue. When she was at his side, she bent over to give Edward an overhead view of her cleavage as her boobs hung downwards as she crawled onto the bed and began kissing his chest so tenderly, sending waves of even more pleasure sweeping through him. It felt like he was in a dreamlike state; not a trace of reality existed in his mind right now. Right now, his entire universe was right in front of him, causing goose bumps to appear and wave after wave of pleasure to pulsate up and down his entire being. She then slowly brought her supremely muscular leg over Edward's chest and now he had an up close view of her moist parts, which was most inviting!

Edward couldn't help but stare at her already perfect body! It amazed him to feel his erection returning with a vengeance, ready for another round! This was an all new experience for him. And yet, he seemed to instinctively know what to do. And it was those instincts that took over his actions as he grabbed her firm and round ass, pulled her inviting lips to his, and began attacking them with his tongue with all of his might. Just as immediately, he felt her tongue before entering her pussy. Both let loose and let their respective moans do the talking as Edward continued to attack her vagina with everything he had. To his amazement, it had a sweet taste to it as her artificial love juices began to stream out. She shuddered and for a moment, lost her rhythm sucking his member and let out a loud moan that told him that she was designed with the ability to feel pleasure and even ejaculate love juices just like a real woman. Only in her case, her love juices were better and he had no problems lapping it up wherever he could. It made the overall experience that much more intense as he felt determined to give her an even greater orgasm than his own, and started going wild on her vaginal lips and shot his tongue as far inside as it could reach and began sucking, licking, and even kissing it in every spot he could get at.

His efforts seemed to be working as she once again had a lapse of concentration and she found herself thrusting her ass upward like a feline in heat and succumbed to what she could tell to be Edward's greater determination to give her an Earth-shattering orgasm. Edward was actually feeling sexually charged himself despite the fact she was no longer able to continue on him.

"Oh god, Edward! You're such a hunk of a man! You are so good! Ahh! AHH! OH GOD! FASTER! FASTER! DON'T STOP!" she screamed until suddenly, she arched her back real hard and Dan felt himself become splattered with love juices as her first orgasm hit like lightning!

"No please! Keep going! One more! I have one more! Oh my god! You are my man! Don't stop! KEEP GOING! PLEASE!" she screamed as Edward kept going despite himself tiring quickly. The robot was in the throes of passion as a second orgasm even more intense than the first began to well up inside her! She was arching her back up and down like an animal until without warning, she got up and staggered out of the room like a wild beast struggling to retain control of herself. Edward was still in a state of sexual excitement as he continued to feel so turned on, despite it all.

Edward was completely tapped and breathing heavily as he spoke, "You...weren't really...in any pain...when you hulked out...were you?"

Shadow Lady grinned, "No, I did it for dramatic effect to further increase your thrill. But every moan and every word I spoke during all of that lovemaking from beginning to end, I meant every bit of it. You are such a good lover and you treat me with such respect when you don't even have to. I was quite literally created exclusively for you in every conceivable way. And I couldn't be any happier to have you as my master...my lover. Oh thank you so much, Edward." Suddenly the smile faded from her face, as Edward felt tired.

"What's the matter, Edward? Are you all right?" She asked with a concerned look.

"I'm feeling tired now, Shadow Lady. I'm going to bed, wake me up at 8 AM as usual." Edward was so exhausted from it all that he smiled at her and did his evening routine before hitting the bed. She caressed his face and laid there with him in a hybrid of the spoon and the honeymoon hug positions with her face turned towards him while her entire body faced forwards so he can cup her breasts as they slept together.

As she slept, Edward tossed and turned for a while, thinking about the recent events, then finally fell asleep. He dreamed of the past few days, knowing how increasingly assertive Shadow Lady was these days, especially with his protection. He would have an extension of his life changing sexual encounter in a dream he felt was becoming real. There was so much for him to get used to. He was living the dream. Shadow Lady was simply put, everything he could desire. His life was completely dependent on her being with him. He knew that he could not live without his new robot girlfriend. And there was still much for him to see and much for her to share.

Edward kept on dreaming about her and only her! She was his dream come true. It felt no greater in his dream than it did when he was awake. He never thought it possible for such a woman like her to exist in real life. But there she was, as real as he was. He was amazed at how complex her programming was. She had human behavior down to near perfection when he added those secret modules inside her. And he really believed that she could feel as he does, and not just physically. Having reprogrammed her to read-write mode, he was able to grasp the concept of a bioneural interface that could process human emotions and behavior patterns. He just didn't think it could be developed in his lifetime. Sure it was selfish, but some things were just too depressing to leave unchanged.

And so, she laid there, quietly snuggled next to him. At first, it felt weird for Edward to have sex with a woman, let alone if said woman was a robot, but Shadow Lady changed all that. She had a warm glow and aura about her. And though she was reprogrammed to love and make love to him, something else happened. She was in love with him. Despite what others thought of him, she saw a kind and caring person who not only loved her for what she was, but encouraged it. This only enhanced the purpose of her original programming. And she would now protect him no matter what. She didn't require sleep and had all the patience in the world for him.

The sunlight was glaring down on him and he had a surprising view of the vast countryside from a cliff that overlooked it. He saw that he and the bed he was still in wasn't even on the ground. It seemed to hover in mid-air. It then made sense. Shadow Lady held him, bed and all, over her head with virtually no effort at all. He couldn't see her from where she stood underneath, but there was no mistaking it.

Edward was woken up by the alarm going off.

"Hmm... I hate that alarm going off, reminding me of waking up every morning." He thought.

Not reveling in the sensation, eyes still closed, Edward felt two hands caressing his chest, then felt soft female legs touching his own.

"Wait... hands on my chest? What's happening?"

Curious, he finally opened his eyes, still feeling someone hugging him from behind.

He finally turned around and came face to face with Shadow Lady, whom he found asleep. She was in his bed and naked. Edward thought she looked cute even while sleeping.

"Shadow Lady?! I find it funny you're caressing my back?"

"I saw you waking up, so I loaded an appropriate scenario from my companionship suite. Shall I continue?" She answered while sitting in the bed. "It is now time to rise and shine my love. It's breakfast and you really should be up and about. Does it really surprise you after all you've experienced with me thus far?" she said simply.

Her naked form was mesmerizing. Edward enjoyed making love with Shadow Lady yesterday, but his mind was more focused on the new situation at the time. Now that his mind was temporarily free of worries, he could fully appreciate the beauty of his new robot girlfriend. Her expression was still neutral as opposed to most women in that situation, but the disconnect between her actions and attitude excited Edward. He considered accepting her offer and indulging. While she looked like a normal human being, she was actually a machine.

"Not now, Shadow Lady. I still have to examine you."

"As you wish." She then got up. Edward thought she looked a bit... disappointed?

Edward finally got off from his bed and started gathering his clothes for the day. Shadow Lady was watching attentively.

When he exited the shower, he noticed Shadow Lady standing guard outside the bathroom. She was wearing her catsuit. Edward then noticed something odd about her - Shadow Lady taking initiative, especially because she chose to become his bodyguard - and a female cyborg, in this case. "Taking your guard role seriously, I see?"

"I would be left without purpose if something were to happen to you."

"This sounds depressing when said like that. Oh well, I don't think you need to worry for now. It's not like I have many enemies trying to kill me."

"They always strike when you least expect it."

"Let me head to the kitchen and make some coffee."

"No. I will prepare it for you. Let me bring it to you now." Shadow Lady exited the room, before coming back with a breakfast platter. "Today, breakfast will be served in bed."

Sitting up, Edward was once again amazed by the initiative of the cyborg. She had brought him his breakfast while wearing only an apron that barely covered her cleavage, reminding him once again how sexy Shadow Lady was. The low cut bustier showed a lot of cleavage while her small skirt and thigh high socks let just the right amount of skin bare. After putting the plate on his lap, Shadow Lady climbed up on the bed, next to him and started giving him a back rub. Enjoying the sensations, Edward lost himself in the moment.

"Where did you get that wonderful idea, Shadow Lady?"

"You seemed stressed yesterday, so I looked for a way to reduce it in my programs." She replied calmly.

"You know, robots don't usually have that kind of initiative. I am still confused about this schedule change," Edward said, feeling bemused.

Edward went to eat breakfast, a bit amused by the banter, but also worried about his future. Weird stuff watching his workplace would certainly complicate things...

After his meal, Edward invited Shadow Lady to the basement. It's where she went to stay during the night before going into his bedroom, but also where Edward kept his personal laboratory aside from the one at Shadaloo, the criminal outfit he used to work for before defecting.

"Well, it's time to finally have a look at your insides, not that the outside isn't nice enough... Remove your armor and lay on this table please."

Complying with Edward's orders (considering he changed the administrator access on the OS prior to hightailing from Shadaloo), Shadow Lady became beautifully naked once again, then placed herself on the table. Edward opened a port on the back of her neck and plugged a data cable in. Data about his robotic girlfriend's system started to flow in a nearby monitor. Surprisingly, most of it was pretty standard for a robot. She had the latest companion suite installed and her base OS was far more advanced than he originally thought. With his admin credentials, he could essentially change her information as he had access to her personality profile.

Noticing the pre-loaded combat directives inside of Shadow Lady, it was a whole new world: Martial techniques, tactical predictor, auto-repair, enemy detection and appraisal, internal sensors, auto-targeting system, etc. Her attack options were very impressive and most dangerously, even better than what he expected military robots to have. This was the kind of software people would literally kill to get.

Still shocked by the discovery, Edward decided to switch to the hardware. Shadow Lady's appearance was already unconventional. Most machines didn't hide their joints, but then most didn't have combat programming either, but not Shadow Lady, as Shadaloo's designers carefully hid all the access panels to make her look more and pass off as human. He opened the abdominal panels while she watched him.

Once again, Edward was blown away by the stuff inside the sultry-hot robo-babe. Many pieces were obviously inspired by their human counterparts, but were either more compact or more powerful. By looking, he determined that if she fell into the wrong hands or if Shadaloo captured him, she could be reprogrammed to do their bidding while he would be killed off. Edward was determined not to let that happen, hoping to find a way Shadow Lady can regain her former memories as Chun-Li. He was tempted to probe her internal systems, but he felt Shadow Lady's gaze on him and decided it was a bad idea.

After finishing his examination, Edward was pretty sure the cyborg wasn't a walking time bomb. All her pieces were exceptionally advanced but functional as far as he could tell. If he could reverse-engineer her, he would stand head and shoulders above the competition and muscle them out. In fact it was so much better that he was worried that if word of her existence got out, the governments of the world would do anything, including bribery, theft and murder, to get their hands on her. Of course, he could always sell her and let them fight among themselves, but it just seemed morally wrong.

"OK, I'm done! You can close your ports and get clothed. I can't make head or tail of your settings but you seem stable enough to be safe. Let's head for the kitchen. I'm feeling hungry."

"Affirmative." Shadow Lady responded.

"Before we go there, I had a quick question. Wouldn't you prefer to be free? Not to be at the beck and call of a master? To forge your own path in the world?" asked Edward, dubiously.

"I am still your loyal robot. Ever since my activation, I've always thought about how to please you. My purpose is to serve my master. Even if I'm sentient, that doesn't mean I will turn on you at the first occasion. You've been a good master to date and I would be sad to be treated differently because of this," said Shadow Lady earnestly. "I am free! I may be hardwired to serve my owner, but I can still disobey if I really want it. I was made for a purpose and fulfilling it brings me happiness. Please don't deprive me of that! And like I said, I am not going to serve any tyrant who uses me for their own pleasure."

There was a moment of silence as Edward digested all of this. Many questions lingered in his head, but several others were answered. It made sense to him now. And he really did find her to be nothing short of a Godsend. Call it untainted thinking that they did to her, but he was beginning to see the kind of problems that Shadow Lady's strength could cause. Good as her intentions may be, she doesn't seem to understand that people are fragile beings in comparison, and if she fell into the wrong hands again, who knows what could happen. He doesn't want to see anyone killed indirectly because of him. And there she stood, beautiful and smoking hot as ever, and naked no less. She wasn't meant to be someone's tool.

As far as her conversion to a weaponized cyborg, Edward couldn't feel anything but a mix of pity, sadness, and anger. Words cannot describe how low humans will go. He still wonders if her original memories as Chun-Li could be reactivated, how she would react at being unwillingly robotized into a Shadaloo minion, and how she would feel that an ex-Shadaloo operative had defected from them after witnessing the horrors and realizing the growing depravity he saw in them. It's been quite a while since they both fled and found a safehouse they could hide from Shadaloo's thugs. Edward hopes if he can find a way to Interpol and alert them that Shadow Lady is the cybernetic incarnation of Chun-Li, the former Interpol agent and number one anti-Shadaloo operative.

"Shadow Lady, my dear?" Edward said.

She leaned in toward Edward, letting her huge tits brush against him. Edward couldn't help but rub his palm over her nipples, causing them to extend to over an inch. It was such an erotic sight. He could swear she enjoyed playing with him, even when he was trying to be serious. "Um...I think...um, I think we should get you some more clothes. As big and busty as you are, mine would be too small. So tomorrow, I'll see about getting you some at the store. I think that as easily as it would be to just get piggyback rides from you everywhere, I think using my car wouldn't be a bad idea nevertheless." Edward said.

She smiled, "As you wish, my lover."

"Well, I better get to bed." Edward said.

He once again looked at the naked Shadow Lady. Perhaps it was the onset of his fatigue, but he was feeling really horny once again at the sight of her. She was truly a sight to behold and it never seemed to get old, even when she wore her dominatrix-like catsuit and thigh-high boots. She radiated power and beauty. Her body was Amazonian-like. Her bust just floated from her chest like helium balloons, only much stronger. And her face had a hypnotic effect on him whenever he let himself stare into her gorgeous, brown eyes. And those lips definitely seemed like they had a permanent lipstick on them. Not once has he seen her put any on. He felt himself getting a raging stiffy as he got up and took her hand. She saw the bulge in his pants and knew right away what he wanted.

"After some steamy hot sex, how about going to bed with me? I know you don't require sleep. But...well um...the thing is that I love you so very much and I..." he tried to say.

'Ah hell with it!' he thought. At this moment, as warm inside as he felt, he didn't care about the reservations he had earlier. Despite those couple drawbacks to her programming, she was still the most absolutely perfect woman he has ever had. And android or not, she was still a woman, and he was madly in love with her. He remembered what his mind said about how to treat this relationship. Even he knew that under typical circumstances, it would be much too soon to ask. But then again, she was no ordinary woman and with everything he has experienced with her already, no other woman in existence could come close. It just wouldn't be the same. The dedication...the looks...they were all there. He had to just go for it!

"Shadow Lady..." Edward began.

Standing at the entrance to the bedroom, Edward threw all caution to the wind, tried to ignore his nervousness despite what the outcome would obviously be, and got down on one knee.

"Shadow Lady, I love you with all my heart and soul. Even though you may be a robot, you are my robot girl. I love your unparalleled beauty, your big bulging muscles, and most of all, your incredible strength. You are absolutely everything I could ever dream of in a woman. Shadow Lady… will you be my girlfriend?" Edward poured out with his heart.

Edward got two answers at that critical moment. One was knowing that she was capable of tears. The other was, "Yes! Yes Edward… my Edward… my only Edward! Yes I will be so happy to be your girlfriend!"

She picked up Edward like he was a child and while holding him up by the waist, and spun him around in the air in circles in joy, spinning her torso around while her legs remained fixed. And why not, he was weightless to her. And something else, she felt truly alive in that moment. It was as if she was evolving from her base programming. Edward was doing all the right things and saying all the right things. She saw things in him that all other women would be too blind to see. She was as in love with him as he was with her. He gave her something that was invaluable, a reinforced purpose to her existence. He had treated her like a woman and not just as a disposable assassin like she was originally intended. She never knew he would treat her this way. Already, he was becoming different from the guys that brought her into this world. The man she first met only wanted her to please him and to fill in the void left by the world that secretly shunned him. And while she was happy to follow that purpose that she was programmed with, something began to feel different since she met Edward once he programmed her. He seemed to bring out her emotions and give her something no one couldn't… a personal desire to love a man. She wanted to keep him safe from all those who harmed him. And this, combined with her programming, to do so made it all the more fulfilling.

And so here she was, basking in the warm feeling of being asked to marry him. She wasn't personally knowledgeable in human courting rituals. But she wondered if it was normal for a person to ask this soon. Ah, she didn't care, she loved him and nothing gave her greater pleasure than to say yes. She felt alive and it was the most rewarding feeling she has ever had. After holding Edward in the air for a few moments celebrating the moment, she set him down and embraced him in a kiss that made his heart race. She wanted to give him the best sex yet later that night.

Later that night, Edward never expected to have the energy to last as long as he did with her. He was wiped and after one more loving kiss, he plopped down and quickly fell asleep. After she confirmed that he was fast asleep, she quickly slept next to him.

The low hum of evening traffic was barely audible when Shadow Lady abruptly opened her eyes. The illuminated dial of the alarm clock read precisely 9 PM, though she never looked at it. Instead, she turned her head to make sure that Edward was still asleep. He lay beside her in bed; the covers disheveled where his motions had disturbed them. He snored lightly, deep in sleep, and her full lips pulled into a smile. Sitting up at the waist, she pivoted her legs out from under the sheets and sat on the edge of the bed. After a short pause calculated to avoid disturbing Edward's sleep, she stood up in a single, smooth motion.

With measured steps, Shadow Lady made her way down the hall to the master bathroom and flicked a switch. The pair of perky pink nipples, sitting atop a set of sporty breasts, stiffened as her tactile sensory pads detected a slight draft in the room as she opened the door. Her cascading brunette hair stirred in the drafty air. The movement of each strand was tracked as they came in and out of contact with the sensory pads embedded within the "skin" of her upper back. The lights came on, illuminating her lithe figure. A bob of lustrous black hair framed attractive features: an upturned nose, high cheekbones, jet-black hair, and round eyes with brown irises. Her nude form was lean but very feminine with wide hips and a pair of full, pert breasts whose pink areolae contrasted with otherwise pale, blemishless skin. The only features that marked her as anything other than a stunning young woman were the faint whirring noises coming out of her.

The artificial woman stepped into the tub and gently lowered herself to a sitting position, the servos in her arms quietly whining in protest during the brief time they bore most of her weight. Reaching forward, she turned the tap so that a moderate trickle of warm water flowed down to the drain and removed a long cylindrical brush from the shower-caddy. She held it under the water until the soft bristles were thoroughly wet then spread her legs, revealing the soft pink folds of her sex. After spraying a gentle cleanser on it, she thrust the brush deep inside her and vigorously worked it back and forth for precisely 20 seconds. Withdrawing it, she rinsed off the cleanser and used a similar appliance covered in soft cloth to wipe away any residue. She repeated the process for her mouth then cleaned her exterior surfaces with a loofah before rinsing off with the shower attachment.

Once she had dried herself, she sat down at her dark mahogany makeup station and viewed her reflection in the mirror. An algorithm considered hundreds of possible schemes based on availability, her preferences, and other factors. After several seconds, the process reached its conclusion and she got to work. Not needing primer or foundation, she started with blush before moving on to eyeshadow and mascara. Finally, she applied deep red lipstick. She checked herself in the mirror to ensure that everything was in place then started placing the various accoutrements back into the appropriate drawers.

Halfway through the task, she paused for a moment, a memory file suddenly opening for no identifiable reason. Shadow Lady recalled Edward giving her the makeup station the day before yesterday.. She had thanked him enthusiastically, her programming indicating the correct reactions to the receipt of a gift. He kissed her passionately, and their subsequent lovemaking had left Edward in such an exhausted sleep that it took her some time to rouse him the next morning. Shaking her head slightly, she scheduled a diagnostic scan of her memory core for the next night before quietly snuggling back to the bed.

Entering the kitchen naked, she tied on a simple white apron and activated one of the stovetop burners. Setting a frying pan on it, she proceeded to retrieve eggs, bacon, and bread from the refrigerator. The bacon and eggs, with a dash of olive oil and rosemary, went into the frying pan while the bread was placed in the antique pop-up toaster. When everything was finished, she applied strawberry jam to the toast, plated the meal, and set everything out with a glass of water on the small kitchen table.

The night was just peeking through the bedroom curtains when she returned at around 11 PM. She turned on the light on Edward's nightstand and sat down next to him. "Edward, honey," she said softly, "it's time to get up." When he showed no response, she repeated her statement slightly louder and gently shook his shoulder. Edward inhaled sharply and his eyes opened. He relaxed as soon as he saw her smiling face over him.

"Good night," he said, stretching his arms above his head and yawning ferociously.

"Good night," she replied, "your dinner is ready."

"Thank you," Edward told her as he stood up and stretched again; his deep-chested body unclothed and having chosen to do a late-night dinner. He absentmindedly scratched a set of deep scars on his back before pulling on a robe. During the first few days of their relationship, her sexual programming had activated pretty much anytime she saw his form, causing her to secretly blush. That had resulted in much confusion and several days of him being confused about her until her adaptive learning software had gotten a better handle on what contexts implied imminent intimacy. Now, she simply stood up and went to her dresser while Edward headed towards the kitchen. Another set of algorithms inventoried the possible outfits that her wardrobe could support after Edward brought her clothing, and she stood silently for several seconds while her internal processors churned through the alternatives. Smiling, she pulled on a pair of black lace panties followed by matching thigh-high stockings. A form-fitting red backless mini-dress was the centerpiece of the ensemble, while she finished it off with a pair of four-inch red patent-leather platform heels and a matching choker.

While wearing makeup, she wandered in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom and stopped to admire herself in it. "Hey, sexy," she told the image, "you're pretty hot. Are you a real girl?" After a pause she continued, "I'm a doll. Wanna see?" A roughly rectangular panel in her upper chest depressed and slid down inside her, revealing a small panel of various interface ports over a rack of neatly spaced circuit boards. "I'm Shadow Lady. Don't you think I'm sexy?" She thrust out her breasts to accentuate the point. Seeming to ponder for a few moments, she smiled and said, "Hey, I have an idea. Edward likes it when I dress up for him. Let's have a fashion show!" The panel in her chest slid shut, and she started walking back and forth in front of the mirror with an exaggerated runway stride.

Having shown off her current naked body, she stripped out of it and tried coming up with a new outfit by opening a dresser. Only this time, the inputs for the algorithm were different. Instead of Edward being the subject to be impressed, she entered herself. She rolled on a set of black latex stockings and gloves before getting into a skirt and tube-top of the same material. Finally, she pulled on a pair of clear Lucite stilettos and stood before the mirror again. "I'm a sex-bot sex-pot!" she told her reflection; the statement a reflection of Edward's occasionally unfortunate penchant for wordplay. She ran her hands over the black rubber material. "Mmm, so shiny; you know, I'm made out of plastic too."

Thinking for a moment, she switched out for a Goth ensemble: PVC skirt, tight bustier, fishnets, leather jacket, and a pair of 6-inch platform knee-highs. "Huh, now I'm as tall as Edward," she chortled. Leaning in, she whispered, "These make it easy to fuck me against the wall." Marching back to the dresser, she selected a brilliant cobalt-blue silk qipao, reminiscent of how she wore in the old days as an Interpol agent. Smoothing out the fabric, she struck a dramatic pose before the mirror. She then tried her reddish-black catsuit, corset, and thigh-high boots, and struck another pose. "Heh, I'm now a dominatrix," she cooed. Marching back, she tried on some lingerie, but didn't like it. The same thing went on for about 45 minutes, as she tried on jeans, T-shirts, and whatnot. "Well, that was fun," she told herself, "but I think it's high time I got around to making dinner, if you don't mind." Shadow Lady carefully replaced the various pieces of clothing before being naked again. Satisfied with her Amazon-like naked appearance, she headed for the kitchen. Unbeknownst to her, Edward followed her secretly.

Having followed her into the room, Edward felt it to be quite funny seeing her develop her own personality. As she changed her clothing, Edward snuck behind her and cupped her breasts and started kissing her. Reacting to this, she beautifully turned her neck 180 degrees and started caressing him as he went on.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world, you know that?" Edward came up from behind and held his synthetic lover in powerful arms, placing soft kisses on the nape of her neck. She felt a hardness against her bottom through the fabric of the dress.

"What do we have here? I didn't expect you to be here," she asked, rhetorically, and answered her question by kissing him lightly on the tip of his head. She sat back on her haunches, taking his shaft in her hand and looked up at him with a smile. "Tell me what you want to do to me," she demanded, "tell me how hot I am."

"Oh, God! You're such a tease," Edward said in a state of almost painful arousal.

"Yes, but that's how you like me," she cooed, "Now tell me."

"You're so fucking sexy," Edward told her, "I want to tear that dress off, bend you over, and have a fling with you till you scream!"

"Hmmm, I guess that'll do," she said noncommittally, then grinned and took him suddenly into her mouth. Edward breathed heavily as her head pistoned back and forth, her full, red lips cushioning his shaft. She recorded a minor error that prevented additional lubrication from being pumped into her mouth cavity, but it was not serious enough to stop for; the only result was that Edward's cock started to squeak slightly as it repeatedly penetrated her soft rubber mouth cavity. When she determined he was nearing climax, she took his balls in her hand and squeezed ever so gently. It sent him over the edge and, moaning deeply, he came into her mouth. When the waves of pleasure had ceased radiating through his body, Edward withdrew from her, drawing forth a few droplets of his stuff that rolled down her chin and dropped to land on the exposed surface of her breasts.

"Oops," she said, smirking. Edward smiled and looked at the clock. It was 12:30 AM.

Dammit, he needed a good night's sleep. Quickly, he and his robot girlfriend kissed each other before hitting the bed, with him cupping her breasts as she slept next to him.

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The dream came crashing down when Edward was startled by a voice he didn't expect.

"Are you quite done, Dr. Michaels?"

The voice sent a shockwave through Edward. Shadow Lady remained mounted on top of him, her coy smile never changing. The deep, bassy voice was that of Edward's field commander. Between the risque activities and the time he had used to write her programming, he had completely forgotten that he was scheduled to meet with the commander. He must have waited in the conference room for long enough to give up and come down to see Edward in person.

"I-Sir, I can explain!" Edward began, cut off by the commander's hand, which was raised in a halting gesture.

"Clearly you're enjoying the perks of your job a bit too much. We don't need that here. You have tasks to complete and we don't expect you to-" He paused, his eyes darting over to first Shadow Lady then back to Edward. "-to screw them up."

"Yes, sir," Edward conceded. "It won't happen again."

"You're right, it won't." The commander's cold, clipped response was followed by an order: "Shadow Lady, dispose of this man."

"No, I-!" Edward began, but he was far too late.

Despite all the programming Edward had overwritten and slipped in, he had failed to do one thing. He had not removed the administrator access of those with higher-level clearance. Edward's field commander, even by voice patterns, was recognized as a tier three administrator in Shadow Lady's systems. As such, she obeyed the commands given without any need to stop the other running processes to authenticate. It was just another command series she had to execute in her cybernetic mind. The lustful smirk on Shadow Lady instantly changed to a flat, emotionless expression that was her default.

Her hands were on the sides of Edward's head before he had time to think, and with a very minimal amount of effort from Shadow Lady's all too powerful arms, the android lifted him up by his neck and twisted his head far enough to snap it. There was a series of crunching cracks as his spine shattered and his spinal cord was destroyed in the process.

Edward's body went limp, and Shadow Lady stood up smoothly, allowing it to crumple to the floor. She didn't bother to watch it fall and instead turned to face the commander. He was a man of stern bearings, and he clearly hadn't shaved today. He looked at Shadow Lady with the same impassive look that someone might give a rack of assault rifles. She was a tool to him, and nothing more.

"You have new mission orders. Get in your pod, remove whatever he put in you and get to the hangar bay."

"Yes, sir," Shadow Lady replied in an empty tone.

She returned to her pod promptly, and once more the series of mechanical arms opened the data ports on the back of her neck and plugged in. Deleting whatever code Edward had put in place wasn't a difficult task. In the hours where she had stood waiting for him to finish rewriting the programming code, she had been doing her daily backup. There was a pristine image of her programming, her personalities, and her internal database at the ready. It would take some time to reinstall, but that didn't matter. She stood perfectly still, completely naked, and standing at attention inside of her glass pod. She never blinked and paid no attention even when two other Shadaloo agents entered the lab to remove Edward's body.

Several hours had passed when she finally blinked; the original programming was in place, and the android woman had been rebooted. She stepped down out of the pod and picked up the lingerie that she tossed around, before scanning for the black leather catsuit. She slid her legs into it and pulled the tight suit on. Zipping it back up and looking around the laboratory, she scanned for the boots she had casually flung off of her feet earlier in the evening. She found them, slipped them on, and buckled them in place. She then slipped on the corset, adjusting it properly before slipping on the spiked choker, gauntlets, and black gloves she left aside. She was once again ready to enter the field. She ran a simple self-diagnostic on her systems and was presented with a visual of her body's status on her HUD. Everything was online, ready and waiting. All weapons and self-defense systems had been reloaded, and she was ready to carry out whatever mission orders that had just been reinstalled in her operating system.

At some point of her affair with the late technician, the crew within the hangar had taken her motorcycle and moved it to one side. They had checked it over, cleaned and re-fueled it, and made sure it was always ready. Shadow Lady stepped through the door into the bay and looked mechanically left and right until her artificial eyes spotted her vehicle. She stepped briskly to it, her boots clunking once again on the smooth cement floor and swung a leg over the bike. The heavy steel doors were beginning to part, squealing and screaming as the mechanisms pulled them open. Shadow Lady pulled back on the throttle several times while holding the brake, revving the engine.

Once the doors were just barely open enough for her slender frame atop her motorcycle to fit through it, she released the brakes. The rear tire spun and left a trail of smoking hot rubber on the cement floor. Shadow Lady raced through the door, clearing it by a mere inch, and sped off into the night. Her mission orders were clear inside of her artificial mind. She was a machine, and she would carry out her orders perfectly. Every time.