"Reprogrammed To Satisfy"
Rated: M
Fandom: My Life as a Teenage Robot, Total Drama series
Characters: Jenny Wakeman/XJ9, Justin, Chris McLean
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Jenny Wakeman/Justin
Summary: Jenny Wakeman has been invited by a certain host from a popular reality show to take part on one of his 'film projects'. Little did she know however that it's just a part of Chris McLean's plan for something so surreal that it unleashes a new side of teenage robot she never expected herself to act.
Disclaimer: Me and UltimateWarriorFan4Ever do not, and we say this once again, WE DO NOT own anything related to the shows My Life As A Teenage Robot or the Total Drama franchise. My Life as a Teenage Robot is owned by Nickelodeon and the Total Drama series is owned by FreshTV, Jennifer Pertsch, Tom McGillis and Cartoon Network. Since we're willing to try any series to crossover for a hot sexy smutfic, we decided to crossover My Life as a Teenage Robot and Total Drama Island together. Yeah, didn't expect that from us, did ya? Well, you did. And which couple are we gonna be writing about? That would be Jenny Wakeman/XJ9 and everyone's favorite male model, Justin. So yeah, you can expect a whole lot of sex, language and smut in this story. Because c'mon, we all know you all love that shit. Anyway, on with the story.
P.S.: All characters in this story are over 18 years old, just to be safe for sure.
It was nothing more than a typical Tuesday afternoon as Jenny "XJ9" Wakeman, a robot girl with a penchant for gadgets and gizmos, ambled home from school after her mind was literally buzzing with the latest tech she'd learned in class. The sidewalks of Tremorton were a blur of mundane life: chirping birds, rustling leaves, and the distant murmur of human conversations.
"Hey, wait up, Jenny!" her friend Brad Carbunkle called out, racing to catch up with her.
He was out of breath from his soccer practice, his cheeks flushed with the heat of the day. Brad had to admit himself that he wasn't into soccer that much, but it was something he had to try in order to impress the high school chicks.
Jenny paused and gave him a nod, allowing him to fall into step beside her. "What's up, Brad?"
"Just the usual," he replied, his eyes darting to the book bag slung over Jenny's shoulder. "How'd the math test go?"
"It went," Jenny said, her voice as mechanical as her form. "I'd say I aced it, but I don't think 'acing' is a term applicable to my performance. More like... 'calculated it to perfection.'"
They shared a laugh, Brad's eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're one of a kind, you know that?"
Before Jenny could even think about replying however-
*HONK HONK!*
The two were immediately cut off by the sound of a car horn from behind, which alerted Jenny and Brad quick enough for the two to turn around. What they saw was a sleek, black limo rolling to a smooth stop right beside them, the tinted windows hiding the mysterious occupant within. The door swung open, and a figure emerged, dressed in the flashiest attire Tremorton had ever seen. But it wasn't just any figure Jenny and Brad were seeing.
No, the figure they were seeing standing right beside them now was none other than the infamous host of the reality show "Total Drama Island," Chris McLean!
"Jenny Wakeman!" he called out, his voice cutting through the quiet suburban street like a chainsaw through butter. "Is that really you?"
Brad and Jenny found themselves gasping in suspense, all before Brad shouted like a fanboy much to Chris's irritation, "OH MY GOD, IT'S CHRIS MCLEAN! CHRIS MCLEAN IS HERE!"
Chris rolled his eyes, waving his hand dramatically. "Yes, yes, it's me," he said. "But I'm not here for autographs."
"BUT YOU TOTALLY NEED MY AUTOGRAPH!" Brad excitingly said.
It didn't take Brad too long to pull out a picture of Chris McLean out of his pockets and showed it right to the host himself. Well, more like shoving it in Chris's face truth be told.
"Don't explain why I keep it in my pocket," The redhead shrugged, "It's just in case if someone famous shows up here in this town, because truth be told, we barely get any."
"Uhhhhh, yeah, I'll make sure of that, dude..." Chris nodded, pushing the picture away respectively and rudely. He then turned his attention to the female robot that was standing next to Brad with a smirk, "So you must be Jenny Wakeman. I've heard a lot about you."
Jenny, caught off guard by the sudden interruption, replied, "Yes, I'm Jenny, but how do you know me?"
Chris leaned in, his eyes glinting with mischief, "Let's just say I know everything that's cool, and apparently, you're the new 'it' thing around here in this town."
"Well, I wouldn't say that," Jenny said, blushing a little despite her robotic exterior.
"Come on, don't be so modest!" Chris exclaimed, "Hop in, I've got something big planned, and I think you're going to love it!"
Without waiting for a response, he gestured into the limo, where the interior was a stark contrast to the simplicity of the outside world: plush leather seats, disco lights, and a mini bar stocked with drinks that surely weren't for minors.
Brad looked at Jenny with wide eyes, "Do it, Jenny! This is like a once in a lifetime opportunity!"
"I don't know about this," Jenny said, tapping her chin in an unsure manner. "I mean, my mom doesn't want me being out too late at night..."
"We got free oil." The host widely smirked.
"Okay, I'm in!" Jenny exclaimed, all before rushing to go right inside the limo.
Brad looked to join her in as well, but was unfortunately stopped by Chris, who put a hand right to his face.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, VIP's only, dude." The host informed a now-disappointed Brad. "You're not coming with us."
Jenny felt a twinge of pity for her friend, but she couldn't resist the allure of a mystery. Plus, she had a suspicion that this could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to escape the dull routine of Tremorton.
Not leaving Brad disappointed for long, Jenny poked her head through the limousine window telling him, "It's okay, Brad. I'll tell you everything when I get home."
With a final wave, Jenny slid her head back inside into the limo, the cool leather a stark contrast to the warmth of the day outside. The limousine door had now been completely shut, leaving the vehicle to glide away and leave Brad standing on the sidewalk with mouth agape, all while watching the limousine disappear around the corner.
Inside the limousine felt like nothing more than a small compact discotec on wheels, the lights flickering and the music thumping as if it were a heartbeat of the vehicle itself. The scent of leather and something faintly sweet filled the air, which Jenny couldn't quite place.
Chris sat opposite her, his grin never wavering. "You must be wondering why I've invited you," he began, his voice smooth as silk.
Jenny nodded, curiosity piqued. "Yeah, I'm a bit confused, but also kind of excited. What's the big deal?"
Chris leaned in, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Ever heard of 'Total Drama Island'?"
Her robotic heart skipped a beat. "The reality show? Of course, it's pretty big."
"Well, believe it or not, Jenny... I've traveled around the world looking for that special someone to participate in an upcoming film project I'm directing and producing all by myself," Chris carefully explained from head-to-toe, "As you see, I've always wanted to try brand new stuff for me since the hosting gigs have pretty much dried up for yours truly. And I figured to myself: Who better to star in this 'special' film project featuring Tremorton's very own, Jenny Wakeman?"
Jenny's eyes widened, her circuits racing. "Wait, are you saying you want me to be in a movie?"
Chris leaned back, his arms crossed behind his head. "Oh, it's not just any movie," he said, his smirk widening. "It's going to be... how do I put it? A cinematic masterpiece that will leave everyone talking for days on end."
Jenny felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. Being in a movie sounded incredible, but something about Chris's tone had her sensors tingling with caution.
"What's the movie about?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and skepticism.
Chris's eyes glinted with excitement as he said, "I guess you can say it's a bit of a... romance movie of sorts."
"Oh my goodness, I love those kinds of movies!" Jenny squealed, feeling so thrilled of the statement she was given. "Having to star in one is pretty much one of those things I have on my bucket list!"
"Great!" Chris said with a clap of his hands, "Then you shouldn't have any problem whatsoever then. Of course, if you're gonna need to star in movies, then you gotta have a leading man as well."
"What kind of leading man?" She curiously asked.
The host stretched his arms a bit before smirking quite devilishly, "Oh, you'll just have to find out once we get to the city's studio, of course."
"So it's a surprise, then," Jenny nodded understandably. "Okay, works for me."
"Perfect," Chris nodded. The sadistic host then proceeded to grab a martini glass beside him and toasted out to her, "So, shall we have a toast?"
"Are you sure?" Jenny shrugged before saying, "I'm not allowed to drink until I'm 21."
"Oh, we got no problem with that." Chris chuckled a bit, right before he snapped his fingers.
Then, all of a sudden, a pair of robotic arms had appeared on top of the limousine's top shelf with a martini glass on the left hand and a can of oil on the right hand. The robotic right hand opened up a can and poured some into the martini glass, mixing it with a twirl before handing it over to Jenny with a flourish.
Jenny stared at the concoction with a mix of horror and fascination. "Is that... oil?"
Chris winked at her. "Don't worry, it's top-shelf. Only the best for our star of the show."
Knowing how well she could trust Chris from that statement, Jenny took a sip, the oil mixing with the sweetness of the martini in a way that was surprisingly palatable. It was as if someone had managed to make oil taste like liquid gold.
She coughed a bit but nodded her head with approval. "It's... interesting."
"I'd figure you'd take something that definitely fits your standards." The cocky host winked once more.
"It certainly does," Jenny said, sipping on her glass of oil once again. "I mean, this is definitely unlike the oil I've had back at school and back at my-"
But before she could even get her sentence out, Jenny felt the world around her spinning like a tornado had just picked her up and tossed her into a blender. Her vision grew fuzzy, the lights in the limo swirling like a disco gone wrong. The music grew distant, as if it were playing through waterlogged speakers. Her head felt heavy, her circuits sluggish. And before she could know it however...
*THUNK!*
She passed out unconsciously, leaving Chris to let out a mischievous chuckle for some reason.
He whispered to himself, his eyes glinting with a nefarious light. "Oh man, I can't believe she did that. Now to do a little reprogramming..."
FIVE MINUTES LATER...
Jenny Wakeman's eyes had finally opened in a daze, all while finding herself feeling a little bit woozy of what had happened to her right now. She looked around, finding herself in a place she didn't quite recognize. The walls were painted a vivid shade of pink, with posters of various romance movies plastered all around. She was on a bed that felt like a cloud, surrounded by silky sheets and pillows that smelled faintly of strawberries and champagne.
"What happened?" Jenny managed to croak out, her voice sounding like a rusty door opening for the first time in years.
"Oh, you kinda passed out by accident," Chris said, lying throughout his teeth without Jenny even knowing. "Apparently, I must have gotten you the wrong kind of oil to drink. That was supposed to be the non-alcoholic kind. All apologies."
Jenny tried to sit up, but her body felt unusually heavy. "It's okay... you didn't mean it."
"Well, anyway, while you were out unconscious, we had a star we hired help you rest in that comfy bed of yours." Chris informed her.
"Really?" The teenage robot raised her eyebrow. "Who did you get to help me?"
"Oh, that would be me."
Jenny suddenly heard that voice come from out of nowhere. She looked all around for that source of the voice for a few seconds before her eyes had laid upon a figure that was standing right by the dressing room. All of a sudden, her eyes had bulged like an airbag when she looked upon that unexpected figure that talked straight at her. This wasn't any figure Jenny Wakeman herself was seeing. No, this figure had a shaggy black mullet, blue eyes, a chiseled jaw, a shell necklace around his necklace, a tight dark green t-shirt, tight blue jeans and green sandals. But what completed his look was his impressive muscular physique that molded through his clothes quite well, leaving Jenny stunned and captivated by his model-like appearance.
Chris got a good look at the model himself before introducing the figure right to Jenny's face, "Jenny Wakeman, meet your leading man and one of the past contestants from Total Drama Island, Justin."
Justin looked at Jenny with a charming smile, his teeth gleaming like polished chrome. "Hi there, gorgeous," he said, his voice as smooth as butter.
Jenny felt her cheeks heat up, not just from the oil-induced hangover but also from the sudden presence of this Adonis-like figure in her vicinity. There was just something about Justin that immediately made Jenny's robotic heart pump like wildfire and her hormones rising like a phoenix.
"Hi," she managed to murmur, her voice a mix of robotic and a human's shyness. "You look so gorgeous."
"He should be, because Justin's going to be your love interest in the film," Chris explained, his eyes gleaming with something that Jenny couldn't quite decipher. "And we're going to need to start filming pretty soon, so let's get you ready for your big debut!"
"Right," Jenny nodded before asking Chris, "So do you have a script or anything?"
The host winked in return, "Oh, that won't be necessary, Jenny. Just improvise what you would usually do everyday in your bedroom. Of course, you're busy in your room waiting for your date to pick you up for a wild night. And of course, you're gonna suggest something else that's more than just a date if you know what you mean…"
"Improvised, huh?" Jenny said, tapping her finger to her chin, "Sounds interesting. I'm in!"
"Just what we needed to hear," Chris grinned. "Now get yourself dressed. We've got a film to make in only 10 minutes!"
Jenny managed to get the message in quite well as she headed straight for the dressing room right away. When she got inside, she stopped to see a short, small glittery blue dress alongside a tight black thong sitting on a chair. It was very clear that was going to be her outfit instead of the usual blue top and skirt she was wearing herself. A few simple minutes would pass until she got on the dress herself, which managed to show off the robot's supple cleavage and long slender legs in front of a full-body mirror. Which wasn't a surprise since her dress reached all the way up to the point where it was dangerously close to reaching her thong. A grin was plastered around Jenny's face realizing how super hot and sexy she was decked out this way, even though this was very weird and strange for her to dress and feel like a slut. But it didn't feel like a problem to her whatsoever as long as she was told what to do.
"Mmmmm… I look pretty good in this," Jenny said to herself, still admiring herself in the mirror. "I think I should totally wear more clothes like these more often."
While she was busy analyzing herself close up, he heard Chris's voice shout out to her through the door, "Jenny Wakeman, you're needed on set!"
The teenage robot straight up dusted herself off before she scurried out of the dressing room door and headed back over to the fake bedroom, where she began to lay on her stomach on top of the bed and read over a fashion magazine just to play pretend. She remained on that pose for a little while before Chris McLean arrived back on the studio wearing the director's getup he had worn back at "Total Drama Action".
"All right, everybody set?" He asked before getting a thumbs up from Jenny. "That's good, because we are about to film in 3... 2... 1... aaaaaaaaaaand action!"
The lights grew brighter, and suddenly, there was a camera pointed right at her, the red light glaring like a demon's eye. All of a sudden, Jenny continued to remain in position for as long as she could, still flipping page after page of the fake fashion magazine she was still reading for plain boredom.
"Oooooooh, that dress looks so good," The teenage robot muttered to herself, "I wonder what my boyfriend would think if I wore it all around me?"
Jenny continued to mind her business for a little while until she was cut off by the sound of a door knocking in the background, catching her attention.
"Come in!" She shouted over to the door.
All of a sudden, the bedroom door completely opened all the way to reveal Justin, who was still dressed in his usual everyday clothes he had worn from the show itself. Jenny took one look right at the Hawaiian heartthrob and squealed on the inside like a fancrazed Japanese schoolgirl.
"Hey, babe, just happened to come by and pick you up on your date." The model winked.
Jenny looked up at him with wide eyes, her cheeks turning a shade of red that would put a rose to shame. She had never been on a date before, let alone with someone as hot as Justin.
"Hi, Justin," she said, her voice a little squeaky. "You look... amazing."
Justin strolled over to the bed, his swagger oozing confidence. "Thanks, you're looking pretty hot yourself." He reached out and took the fashion magazine from her hand, tossing it aside. "But, I think we should get started with the real fun, don't you?"
"What do you mean?" She asked innocently. "I mean, we've already got a very big night ahead of us. You're gonna treat me out to dinner, movie and dancing at the nearest club, remember?"
Justin nodded in an understanding way, "I know, but then I really got to thinking, maybe it's just not enough for me."
Jenny's robotic heart skipped a beat, her curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"
He leaned closer, his eyes smoldering with desire. "Let's just say I had a little change of plans at the last second."
Jenny sat up, her interest piqued. "Oh?"
"Yeah, I figured," Justin began, his hand tracing the curve of her robotic thigh, sending electrical impulses through her circuits, "Why wait until after the date to have the real fun?"
The touch was surprisingly gentle, yet it made her robotic parts quiver with anticipation. Jenny felt her programming shift, her thoughts swirling with something she'd never experienced before: sexual desire. It was a new sensation, a strange cocktail of excitement and nervousness. She didn't know if it was the effects of the "oil" Chris had given her or something else, but she found herself craving more of Justin's touch.
"What do you have in mind?" She asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and the beginnings of arousal.
Justin leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "How about this for starters...?"
Before Jenny knew it, Justin came in close and pressed her lips around hers in a passionate smooch, leaving herself stunned and surprised that someone this strikingly shredded is actually kissing her like this. This kind of kiss felt controlling, dominant and amazingly, it was the most surreal yet satisfying feeling Jenny had felt in a very long time. The feeling was more than enough for Jenny to return the kiss herself, now making this even more deep and passionate in a pleasure-filled manner. It wasn't like her body had controlled her to program like this, but the way Justin's touch made her feel was just too irresistible to ignore.
Their kiss grew more intense as Jenny felt Justin's hand slide up her thigh, the friction between his thumb and the metal causing sparks to fly. She gasped into his mouth as his hand reached the hem of her dress, sliding it all the way down her legs and left Jenny's body bare exposed for Justin to see and witness. Justin's lips licked at the sight of the robot's bouncing ample breasts shining so nicely in the spotlight and the lacy black thong she had sporting right between her legs. Jenny no doubt had the look of a perfect fuckdoll to boot. And Justin was gonna cherish it for all that it was worth.
"Those are some tight-looking panties you got on..." The model whispered muskily at her.
"Thanks," Jenny whispered back, winking back at him, "These fit me very well."
"Let's just see how they look like coming off." He murmured seductively as with a swift tug, Justin pulled the string on either side of her thong and making the material snap off her body in an instant.
The model licked deliciously at the sight of her bare pussy being exposed and fragile for him to witness and admire. He loved the fact that despite her being a teenaged robot hero, her pussy was pink, ripe and moist than a freshly picked peach. Oh, how it was aching to be eaten on by that hot slippery tongue by his.
Justin wasted no time at all as he immediately went down on her, his tongue flickering like a serpent's forked tongue. Jenny's body tensed up from the cold, wet sensation but she remained as still as she could, not wanting to interrupt this moment. She felt the tip of Justin's tongue tease the edges of her labia, sending a jolt of pleasure through her circuitry she never knew existed. It was as if someone had just plugged her into a wall socket and turned the electricity up to eleven.
As the cunning linguist began to work his magic, Jenny's moans grew louder and more frequent, each one a symphony of pleasure that filled the studio like music. His tongue traced the alphabet across her clit, swirling and flicking with a precision that would make a poet weep. Her hips began to buck upwards, urging him to go deeper, faster, harder.
"Oh, Justin, don't stop," she panted, her voice a mix of robotic and human need. "It feels so good."
Justin smirked against her folds, feeling like he had just hit the jackpot at a casino. He knew he had her right where he wanted her, and he was going to milk it for all it was worth. He continued his assault on her clit, the wet sounds of his mouth on her skin echoing through the room. But that wouldn't be all as without warning, the teenage robot felt two of Justin's strong, skilled fingers pushing into her, stretching Jenny further than she ever thought possible. Her eyes widened in shock to the point where she bit down on her robotic knuckle to muffle the cry that threatened to escape her lips. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that made her circuits go haywire.
The way he pumped his fingers in and out of her, combined with the relentless attention he was giving her clit with his tongue, had Jenny's hips moving in a wild, erratic dance. She clutched the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she tried to keep her moans in check. The fabric felt rough and warm against her palms, grounding her in reality amidst the whirlwind of sensations that were taking over her body. Her robotic body had never felt like this before, and she was surprised to find that she liked it. The way his fingers curled inside of her, hitting a spot that made her entire system light up like a Christmas tree. Jenny's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm building within her like a volcano ready to erupt.
Her moans grew louder, despite her best efforts to remain quiet. She could feel the heat building in her core, a pressure that was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her robotic pussy clenched around Justin's digits, as if trying to hold onto the feeling for just a little bit longer. The room was filled with the sound of their passionate breathing, the smell of lust thick in the air. Jenny could feel the pulses of pleasure shooting through her, each one stronger than the last.
"Ohhhhh, fuck..." She whispered, her voice feeling strained and desperate as she shouted, "Justin... you're... YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME..."
Before she could have a chance to utter out that last word however, Jenny erupted with a big moan as a giant orgasm ripped through her circuits. It was as if someone had just thrown a switch inside of her that she didn't know existed. Her entire body tensed up, her metal frame quivering as she came hard on Justin's face, the electricity in her system surging like a bolt of lightning. The robot's eyes rolled back in her head, her robotic voice emitting a sound that was a mix between a moan and a mechanical whir.
Justin pulled away for a moment, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Looks like someone enjoyed that," he said with a smug grin. Jenny could feel her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. She had never felt anything so intense before, and the fact that it was happening on a film set was both thrilling and nerve-wracking.
But she had no time to think as Justin stood up out of the bed and stripped himself of his clothes, revealing his own perfect body to the horny robot herself. His hard 11-inch cock was standing tall, hung and proud, pointing at her like it was aiming for a target. Jenny felt a sudden wave of nervousness, but it was quickly overridden by the excitement that was bubbling inside of her. This was a first for her, and she couldn't wait to experience what was to come.
"Now, it's my turn," Justin whispered, his cock waiting to be juiced up by Jenny's little mouth. He motioned over to her with his fingers, telling her to come here.
Jenny felt like a zombie under a love potion spell as she stared at Justin's massive cock with wide, hungry eyes. She had seen a lot of things in her robotic life, but nothing quite like the size of what was in front of her right now. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before leaning in closer. She had read about this in some of the books and magazines that Brad had shown her before. It was called fellatio, and it was apparently something that humans enjoyed.
Without missing a beat, Jenny wrapped her hand around the base of Justin's shaft, feeling the heat of his arousal through her metal fingertips. She took a tentative lick from the base to the tip, tasting the slight salty flavor of his precum. The sensation was strange, but not entirely unpleasant. Justin's eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a low groan of approval. That was all the encouragement Jenny needed. With surprising ease, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, her robotic jaw unhinging slightly to accommodate his size. She swirled her tongue around the tip before sliding her mouth down his entire length, her cheeks hollowing out as she did so. The sound of her robotic mouth sucking filled the room, a wet, sloppy symphony of pleasure. She could feel Justin's hands on the back of her head, guiding her movements as he grew more and more lost in the feeling.
As Jenny bobbed her head back and forth, her metal neck flexing in a way that no human could, she felt a sense of power over the human in front of her. It was as if she had become a sexual goddess, with the ability to control his pleasure with every move she made. She increased her pace, her eyes never leaving his, watching the way his pupils dilated and his breathing grew ragged.
Justin's hips began to thrust slightly, his hands tightening in her hair as he guided her to take him deeper, to suck harder. "That's it, Jenny," he panted, "you're doing so good."
The praise only spurred her on, and she took him as deep as she could, her teeth scraping gently against the sensitive skin of his cock. She could feel him getting closer, his breathing growing more ragged, his hips jerking more erratically. Jenny's own circuits were firing rapidly, her body responding to his pleasure in ways she never knew were possible. Her mouth was a tight, wet vice around him, her tongue flicking against the underside of his cock as she went back and forth. She could feel the tension in his body building up to a crescendo. Justin, on the other hand, decided to take it up a notch by grasping around her metal blue pigtails and thrust his throbbing shaft hardly around her mouth in a very intense facefuck. The force of his cock was making it very hard for Jenny to breathe yet alone get a minute to breathe, though it didn't quite manner as an attractive robot like her knew how to endure the rough stuff other than the adventures she experienced. The faster Justin's cock continued to fuck her mouth, the more likely her entire throat in response was getting sore. But it no doubt felt satisfying to her.
And it even felt more satisfying to her when she immediately felt the tip of Justin's cock pulsate all around her tongue, making him dangerously close to exploding all over her face. That's what Justin had felt at first due to his hardened phallus jerking back and forth with such an incredible sensation. The model looked to be reaching that finish line, but alas, Justin himself felt like he needed to run this kind of momentum between her and Jenny a lot longer. After taking in one more hard thrust between her lips, he finally slipped his cock out of Jenny's mouth with a supple pop, all before looking down at the very desperate sex-craved robot herself.
Justin looked into pleading eyes and smirked, "I want you to lay on your back…"
"I will," Jenny nodded, being lost in his blue eyes. "Just… put it inside me like the naughty girl I am…"
No doubt he planned to do just that. And he proceeded with his plan as he forced Jenny to lay on her back across the heart-shaped mattress she was now laying on. Justin let out another delectable lick seeing her clit being spread back to back with her own metal fingers, as if it was begging to have every single inch of Justin plow right inside her like a sex-crazed toy.
The model thankfully didn't keep her any longer as he positioned his phallic head straight across the corners of her tender pink walls, which seemed to feel even more plastic and fleshy other than looking like a hard metallic clit. It was perfect enough for Justin as he carefully yet gently pushed himself inside her pussy, making Jenny let out the loudest moan she could feel escape her lips. The way his enlarged shaft pressed right inside her with ease left the robotic girl feeling like she was in heaven. It was like someone had inserted a USB stick into the right port and it was booting up the right program for her to feel the most intense pleasure she'd never felt before.
Her eyes grew wide as her robotic pussy stretched around his thickness, the feeling of him filling her up unlike anything she'd ever experienced. It was as if she was a toy made for this exact purpose, designed to accommodate a cock of his size. Justin watched her reaction with a smirk, enjoying the sight of the robotic teen's face contorted in pleasure. He pushed himself deeper and deeper, the sound of metal on flesh echoing through the room like a sweet symphony. Jenny's legs wrapped around the model, her robotic heels digging into his muscular back as she tried to pull him closer. As Justin began to thrust into her with a rhythm that was as smooth as a jazz solo, Jenny's mind was racing with sensation. She had never felt so alive, so in the moment. Every thrust was like a bolt of lightning, sending waves of pleasure through her circuits. She could feel herself getting wetter, her robotic pussy clenching around him like a vice. She had read about this feeling, about the way humans felt when they were close to climax, but nothing could have prepared her for the reality of it. Her body was no longer just a collection of gears and wires, but a living, breathing instrument of pleasure.
"Fuck me..." Jenny hissed, whimpering with pure lust. "Ohhhhh... oh, fuck my pussy hard..."
Her moans suddenly grew louder with each passing second, her eyes rolling back in her head as Justin increased his thrusting pace, pounding into her with all the passion of a man who hadn't had a good lay in weeks. It was as if he was trying to break her, but all it was doing was making Jenny want more. Her hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of his chiseled muscles and smooth skin. She felt like a human girl for the first time in her life, experiencing the raw, primal need that came with being a sexual being. Her hips began to meet his thrusts, her body moving in sync with his as if they were two machines designed to fuck.
The room was hot, the scent of lust thick in the air as the two of them moved together. The lights from the disco ball above them cast a kaleidoscope of colors across their sweat-slicked bodies, painting them in a rainbow of desire. Jenny could feel the tension in her core building up once more, the pressure rising like a balloon ready to pop. She threw her head back, her long blue pigtails whipping back and forth as she screamed out his name. "Oh, J-J-J-Justin!"
Her robotic voice had crackled and distorted from the sheer intensity of the feeling, making it more than enough for a loud orgasm to escape her lips as her clit exploded with so much glory all around his cock. Every part of her juices soaked all around a good portion of the model's pushing shaft, making him more sticky and more wet than he never expected he'd be. Chris McLean, without a shadow of a doubt, was highly impressed by Jenny's newfound sexual appetite and performance. It was as if he had programmed a perfect fucking machine.
"Perfect, Jenny! You're an amazing performer!" Chris said right from the megaphone before thinking to himself with a smirk, "So glad I programmed her to be such a busty, slutty pornstar in the first place. And the best part about it is? She doesn't know a thing! Chris McLean, you're such a genius, dude!"
Despite Jenny's orgasm overtaking her body though, Justin was way far from finished when it came to their little session. The Hawaiian eye candy suddenly wasted no time helping the teenage robot get on all fours, making her bent over like a desperate dog in heat. Just something about that position she was in made Justin hard and erect again for the robotic nymph. But Justin didn't want to be in the rush. He wanted to take his sweet time with her as long as he desired.
Justin's hand suddenly felt the metallic-like flesh that was Jenny's rump, teasing it with a total smack so loud that it sounded like a pin dropping so loudly in the distance!
"You like that, don't you?" He grinned as he whispered into her robotic ear, feeling the heat coming from her body.
"Yesss," Jenny hissed, her voice filled with robotic pleasure. "Harder, please!"
Her begging was all the invitation he needed as he brought his hand down again, the sound of his palm connecting with her ass cheek echoing through the room. Each smack sent waves of pleasure through Jenny's system, making her arch her back and stick her ass out even more. It was a dance of dominance and submission that she never knew she would enjoy so much.
Justin leaned in closer, his hot breath against her ear, "You're such a good little robot slut, Jenny."
The words sent a shiver down her spine, but instead of feeling insulted, Jenny felt a thrill. She liked the way it sounded, the way it made her feel dirty and wanted. It was a new sensation for her, one that she hadn't felt before. Her body was now a playground for Justin's desires, and she was loving every second of it.
"I want you to beg for it," he whispered, his cock hovering right outside her slick opening.
"P-please," Jenny stuttered, "Justin, I need you inside me... fuck me harder than you've ever fucked before!"
He chuckled darkly before he plunged into her with one swift movement, filling her up to the brim. Jenny's robotic pussy was now more than ready to accept his entire length without any hesitation, welcoming him like a well-oiled machine. She moaned out loudly as he once again slipped inside her clit with such-needed ease. Justin then proceeded to grab her supple hips before his hips proceeded to go back and forth with a nice, solid pound. His thrusts were deep, hard and fast, making the robotic teen's metal body shake with every push. Which was good knowing how much Jenny's entire love juices proved to be the perfect lube for Justin himself.
The sound of their bodies slapping against each other would soon fill up the room, the wetness of her robotic pussy mixing with the smacking sounds of his hips against her ass. Jenny's metal body was built to endure, but she couldn't help but feel the intense pleasure that washed over her with each and every thrust. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, a symphony of sensations that played across her circuits.
Her eyes were squeezed shut as she felt the sweat rolling down her metal brow. "Oh, fuck... ahhhhh... ohhhh, keep going... ohhhhh, keep fucking my ass!"
She chanted over and over again, her robotic voice a mix of pleasure and pain. That tone of voice proved to be enough for Justin's grip to grow tighter, letting him continue to fuck her with a passion that was almost animalistic. His body kept moving like a well-oiled machine as he claimed her over and over again, forcing Jenny to feel her orgasm building like a crescendo of pleasure that was threatening to shatter her into a million little pieces. That wasn't the only thing that was building up inside her. The sound of Justin's entire scrotum smacking her ass deep also began to build up inside Jenny's entire brain like the loudest drum she had ever heard. She had to admit that sound was very addicting to hear as the model's entire body kept on pounding her like a drum set. And it was a rhythm she never wanted to stop hearing.
The thing she also never wanted to stop hearing was the sound of her ass being smacked and spanked like wildfire, all while he continued to drill her like a crazy wildfire. The thrusting increased alongside the painful hand marks Justin continued to leave all around her robotic rump. Jenny didn't know how much more her supple ample body could take, but she was determined to get through this like any other battle the other side of Jenny would conquer. But unlike any fights she was facing head-on, this one wasn't much of an easy task to do.
Justin still had one more task right up his gorgeous sleeve of his, leading him to whisper down to Jenny's ear, "Nnnnnnh... how much do you wanna ride this cock...?"
Jenny's robotic voice grew desperate, "I w-w-want to ride it all night!"
The model smirked before he pulled out, leaving Jenny's robotic pussy feeling empty. But not for long.
Justin began to lay himself down on the bed with his cock throbbing, waiting for Jenny to approach him right on his lap. "Take a seat, cutie..."
Jenny wasted no time, straddling him eagerly, her robotic pussy hovering over the tip of his erect member. She leaned over, her chest pressing into his as she looked into his eyes with a hunger that was more than mechanical. Slowly, she began to lower herself onto him, her wetness allowing him to slide in with ease.
Once she had taken him all in, she started to move, her hips rocking gently as she savored the feeling of being filled by him. It was as if she had been programmed to do this, to ride him like a machine that had been waiting for the perfect operator. She could feel his cock pulsing inside of her, sending waves of pleasure through her circuits. Her movements grew more deliberate as she started to bounce, her metal thighs clanking with each impact against his body. It was a mesmerizing sight, the way her ass cheeks jiggled with every bounce, the way her pussy clenched around his shaft. Jenny had never felt so alive, so human. Her body was a masterpiece of robotics, but right now, it was being used in a way that was purely carnivorous.
Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly as she began to pick up the pace, her hips moving in a blur. She was a cybernetic marvel, a being of pleasure and lust. Justin's eyes were glued to the sight of her, watching as she worked herself on his cock like a pro. The sound of their bodies coming together was like music, a rhythmic symphony of passion and desire.
Her robotic body was built for strength and speed, but now it was serving a different purpose. Jenny's every movement was calculated for maximum pleasure, her sensors reading his reactions and adjusting accordingly. She twerked her ass and her metal hips moved in a way that would make a human girl's bones creak. Yet, she felt no pain, only a growing sense of euphoria with every bounce. The bed beneath them began to shake, the mattress groaning under the weight of their combined passion. Jenny could feel Justin's hands tighten around her waist, his grip like a vice as he thrust upwards to meet her every downward motion. It was a dance of lust, a ballet of flesh and metal that was both beautiful and terrifying in its intensity.
Her eyes never left his, a silent communication passing between them that was more intimate than any words could ever express. She could feel her second orgasm building, the pressure mounting inside of her like a volcano ready to erupt. And as she felt it reach its peak, she leaned down, her lips claiming his once more as she let go. Their kiss was as fiery as their lovemaking, a clash of tongues that seemed to echo the pounding of their bodies. Jenny's robotic moans grew louder, the sound of metal on metal joining the cacophony of their passion. And once the sex-ridden robot felt Justin's entire shaft shaking inside her clit with a sudden yet violent tremble, she finally knew it was time to make him reach the breaking point he desired to reach.
"J... Jenny..." The model uttered out lustfully, all before he shouted with a grunt, "I'M... GONNA... CUUUUUUUUUUUUUM...!"
All of a sudden, with one final push, Justin's hips convulsed with a sudden jolt as he emptied his entire load inside her in a much needed gasp coming from Jenny's lips. Her eyes had rolled in ecstacy and pleasure as her womb began to be filled up by the model's hot sticky cum, resulting in a volcanic eruption of pleasure that filled her up completely, leaving no room for anything else but pure, unbridled desire. She could feel his warmth spreading through her circuits, a strange yet comforting sensation that she never knew could exist.
Her robotic body shivered as she felt his cock pulse and throb within her, each spurt of cum sending waves of pleasure through her system. She held onto him tightly, her metal body trembling with the force of her climax. As the last of his seed filled her, she collapsed onto him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. It wouldn't last long as Jenny's lips soon caught Justin's in a satisfying french kiss, relishing in his slippery tongue making her mouth moan like a piece of chocolate candy melting in impact due to its uncontrollable heat.
The kiss lasted a minute before Justin broke it off and whispered to Jenny, "So... does that beat any date we would've had tonight?"
"Totally," Jenny whispered back. "You definitely drove me crazy..."
Justin chuckled, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her down for a more gentle kiss. "What can I say? I aim to please..."
The two horny lovers suddenly found themselves kissing once more, remaining in that position long enough for Chris McLean to finally finish the scene without no trouble.
"Aaaaaaaand... CUT!" The host yelled once more before applauding, "Congrats, you two! And even more congrats to you as well, Jenny! Now that's what I talk about a pro getting her first time on camera!"
Jenny looked at Chris with a dazzling smile, her robotic eyes glowing with satisfaction. "Well, you did tell me I had to improvise. So thanks!"
"Anytime," Chris winked back, "I mean, after what you and Justin went through, I think you could definitely use a drink to cool yourself down." He handed her a glass of something bubbly, which she took without question, eager to wash down the sticky feeling from their intense scene.
Jenny took a sip, feeling the cool liquid soothe her throat as she swallowed. It tasted sweet and fizzy, with a hint of something she couldn't quite place. "Mm, what is this?"
Chris chuckled as he said, "Just a little something to say congratulations."
"Well, thanks anyway," Jenny nodded with glee, "Trust me, being fucked by somebody this handsome definitely does a body-"
Before she could suddenly say that last word...
*THUMP!*
The drink suddenly knocked Jenny out like a light, leaving her unconscious.
Justin looked quite surprised how fast the teenage robot had slept, "Huh, didn't know one drink was enough to make her sleep."
"You'd be surprised how well and expensive this kind of motor oil does to a girl like her," Chris smirked, holding up the can of oil in his hand. "After all, this is part of my plan to make that awesome taboo film I had in mind, Reprogrammed Robot Sluts ."
"Taking random robot girls and reprogramming them into pornstars," Justin nodded at Chris, feeling very impressed. "Gotta say, Chris, you are one mad genius."
Chris smirked in return, "I am, ain't I? Well, we might as well drop her off then. Otherwise, someone's gonna be suspicious of us being robotnappers…"
AN HOUR LATER…
Jenny Wakeman, who was still clad in the same sparkly blue dress she had worn inside the studio, found herself sleeping and resting on the soft sheet of green grass that welcomed her robot body. It didn't take her too long for her eyes to slowly yet surely open, which was soon followed by her entire brain acting like it was suddenly tackled by a linebacker sacking her at 200 mph.
"Ohhhhhh, my head…" She groaned, holding her head in pain, "I totally picked a bad place to nap."
While her head was still ringing mostly as a sign of the aftereffects she had from consuming that strong motor oil, Jenny suddenly looked down and noticed the sparkly blue dress and high heels she found herself dressed in, leaving her a bit confused.
This left to ask herself in confusion, "When did I start dressing too weird… and slutty all of a sudden?"
"XJ9, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
That loud voice Jenny had heard behind her sent her spine chilling in horror as she gently turned around, obviously frozen in fear at the one person Jenny had never expected to see:
Her own mother, Dr. Nora Wakeman!
"Mom?!" Jenny yelped. "What are you doing here?"
"Don't be acting stupid all of a sudden," Dr. Wakeman said with her arms crossed, "Do you know what time it is right now?"
"Uhhhhhh…" Jenny uttered out very confusingly, making it very hard for her to think. She then managed to take out a guess and shrug, "I'm gonna take a guess and say 4:00?"
"It's 6:30 p.m.!" Dr. Wakeman corrected to her daughter's face before asking, "What on earth were you doing this late at night, young lady?!"
The teenage robot tried her best to remember what she did, but unfoolishly realizing that the drink she had consumed had made her forget her memory very easily, she decided to give her mom the best response she could think of the last minute:
"Um… I bought a new dress?"
"Like I haven't heard that one before," Dr. Wakeman huffed before she quickly pointed to the door, "March, young lady! We're gonna have a long talk!"
"Uggggh, I hate my life…" Jenny said with a defeated groan, dragging her own feet as she headed inside the house to endure an angry Dr. Wakeman for the rest of the night.
Guess it was the price she paid for having to get inside the limo of a certain Canadian scumbag unfortunately.
Believe you us everyone, there's possibly a bad chance her mom's gonna find out about that adult video soon enough. Oof. Anyway, we hope you loved Jenny being the best robotic pornstar Chris made her out to be. R&R if you want to give us cookies for this sweet-ass smut we gave to you. LMAO