Title: Saki's Honda 2.0
Comm by: ZenryokuTFs
Categories: Original
Characters: Saki (OFC), Honda (OFC)
Tags: F/f, Femdom, Objectification, LitRPG, Golden Shower, Bimboification, Intelligence Reduction, NonCon, Robot TF, Lesbian
Beta Reader: SimplylovingIt
Alternate Title(s):
Started: 04/05/2023
Finished: 08/05/2023
Public: 08/06/2023
Saki stopped in front of the door leading to her domicile, brushing stray strands of silver hair from her eyes with a rough motion, her pixie cut had become slightly dishevelled after her two-week job, it had only been supposed to take five days.
On any normal day she'd have headed straight to the shower after getting back from such an exhaustive journey, but today she had something else planned first. With a wave of her hand, Saki summoned the ethereal menu and pulled up her inventory with a few swipes of her dainty fingers – the black polish adorning her nails seeming to absorb the light rather than reflect it – and she plucked the key from the inventory.
Saki awkwardly slid the key into the lock after fumbling and nearly dropping it as she felt a familiar throb. Her hardening cock strained against her panties, trying to lift her dark blue skirt. She needed to get inside and plough her cock deep into a certain scarlet-haired mage's fuck hole. As her arms moved to unlock the door, Saki found herself suppressing a needy moan as her hard nipples rubbed against the thin fabric of her dark blue, sleeveless shirt. She needed Honda and she needed her now.
The lock clicked and Saki threw herself inside, slamming the door behind her. Bracing herself against the inner walls of the hallway she kicked off her dark hiking boots – nearly tripping in her haste – the cool air caressing her overly warm socked feet.
Her panties were starting to feel really uncomfortable now.
Saki followed the short corridor straight to the open door leading to the living room, the wooden floor turning to carpet in the span of a single stride, she barely noticed the change, hardly even feeling the dull thrum of pain from being on her feet for too long. She needed her cock sucked and fucked, and she needed it now.
Dark red irises glanced up from where Honda lay on the couch, reading her book. Her crimson hair brushed into her preferred hime cut style, though a few hairs had gone astray from her lying on the sofa, giving her a partial bedhead look – Saki's cock throbbed almost painfully, at this rate the waistband of her panties would snap. Honda's dark indigo leotard clung to her body, forming a second skin over her petite A-cup tits, Saki could clearly see her nipples through it. She looked so fuckable.
Honda closed her book, a childish smile splitting across her features. She sat up and leapt from the sofa, her purple stocking-clad legs briefly flurrying into the air and soon Honda stood in front of Saki, she'd been a hair's width from stroking Saki's throbbing member as it flexed again, demanding its release in more ways than one.
"You're home!" Honda cheered, wrapping her arms around Saki's next as she lifted herself onto her toes, inadvertently rubbing her bumps against the thief's large, sensitive, breasts.
"Mmm, yeah," Saki gasped, returning the hug and pulling the young mage closer, squashing the redhead against her melons, the feeling made her toes scrunch. She needed more.
"I've got something to show you," Honda said when she was finally able to pull away.
"So do I," Saki growled softly, her hands already reaching for the hem of her skirt.
By the time she was through, Honda won't be able to walk for another two weeks.
"Me first," Honda said and she began to chant.
"It can wait," Saki interrupted, grabbing Honda's shoulder forcefully causing the shorter girl to stagger, the mana of her spell dissipating.
"Wha-"
"I need to be inside you, you wouldn't believe how pent up I am," Saki said, her voice becoming a whine near the end and dissolving into a gasp as her cock gave another throb and finally she felt the waistband of her panties slide over her head and down her shaft. Saki's short skirt lifted as her hard cock was pushed upwards by the underwear pressing against the base of her shaft.
Honda's eyes flicked down and her cheeks darkened to a shade matching her hair, she licked her lips and the sight of her tongue made Saki throb, fuck she really needed Honda right now. It was taking all her willpower not to just throw the mage onto the sofa, rip off her leotard and start fucking her.
Saki was becoming very aware of the many blades in her inventory. Any one of them could strip Honda in seconds.
"Err we can do that later-" Honda said, her voice shrinking with each word and nearly cracking when she said later.
Saki's mouth dropped open in shock, did Honda just tell her no?
"-I want to show you my new spell first." Honda continued shyly, the glow of her cheeks becoming more intense.
'You can show me your spell anytime! I need you now!'
Again, Honda restarted to chant her incantation and her mana began to gather and build.
'She's actually…that selfish little bitch,' thoughts of punishing the redhead soon filled Saki's mind making her throb again, the cool air starting to make her tip more sensitive as it continued to touch and rub against the underside of her skirt.
She imagined strapping Honda down to the bed, spread eagle with a blindfold over her eyes. She'd pinch her nipples and squeeze her tits. She'd tease Honda's cunt, bring her to the edge and back off. She'd make Honda beg to be fucked. Saki imagined binding Honda's wrists, legs and ankles together, taking Honda over her knee and spanking her ass until there was a permanent imprint of her hand marking Honda as hers. Yes! Honda belonged to her!
'When I'm through with you, your mouth will permanently smell and taste of my cock. I'm going to make you remember who is in charge,' fuck she was getting so hard, with each new image and thought her cock bobbed again.
She needed to cum.
She needed to fuck.
She needed to dominate.
She needed to make Honda her bitch!
Pale blue, almost white, mana began to take over Honda's body. It started with her stockinged feet and steadily climbed up her legs, washing over the intimate region between her thighs, cascading over her petite breasts until finally devouring her entire head. For a moment Honda remained a figure of pure light and when it dimmed, she was no longer human.
Her skin had grown smooth and gained a metallic sheen, becoming a beautiful pearlescent white in colour, her indigo leotard had melted into her body, her breasts becoming more defined but perfectly smooth; her nipples were gone, and her purple stockings were now one with her legs. Each of her joints held a spherical object for ease of movement and looked as though they would allow her arms and legs to bend in either direction, with a larger indigo sphere between her torso and waist, giving Honda something akin to an hourglass figure. Her head was more spherical and her eyes had warped into crimson orbs three times their previous size and her hair had shifted into long, smooth, white pigtails instead of her near-patented hime cut. The vibrant emerald of Honda's leotard, above her breasts, had become more circular and seemed to distend, like a button begging to be pressed.
There was a whirring sound as her arms rotated and she placed her hands on her hips. Saki felt her teeth press down on her tongue, the pose made Honda look even more brattier and further ignited her desire to put Honda back in her place, on her knees, sucking her cock.
Speaking of which.
Saki's eyes flickered down to the smooth metallic plate welded between Honda's thighs.
'She has no holes!' Saki's hands curled into fists at her sides, how dare Honda use magic to deny her cock.
"So? What do you think?" Honda asked, her voice much more synthesised now.
The whirring sound started again. The sphere in the centre of the robotic girl's body began to rotate and her upper body slowly turned, her legs remaining perfectly in place.
She was showing off.
Gloating that she had denied her owner!
When Honda's torso had turned to face the opposite direction Saki saw something that made her grin. On the back of her silver metallic head. There was a metal plate and by the look of it, it was accessible.
Saki couldn't take it any longer.
Saki launched forward, crossing the distance between them with a single long, near-soundless stride. She grabbed the back of the panel, her fingertips digging into its lip.
It opened with a delightful clunk.
Honda flinched; it lit a sadistic spark of joy inside of Saki.
'Yes, it is time for you to serve me you brat!'
Saki's palms slammed atop the robot's shoulders, and immediately her knees began to bend to minimise any chance of damage. Honda's spherical knees made a muffled clunk as they touched the floor.
Honda didn't even get a chance to begin turning her head before Saki hiked up her skirt and tugged her panties down from the base of her cock before thrusting herself into Honda's head.
The dull thud reverberated throughout her cock making it throb while the rough patterns of the cold circuity pleasured her the head of her shaft. After being denied for so long, Saki could instantly feel her orgasm building and let her pelvis start to buck, slamming her large 9-inch cock into the metal head, each clunk adding to her building euphoria.
There was a light crack as she gave Honda a particularly hard thrust and immediately Saki felt her cock buck and begin to unload. Thick globs of semen sloshed into the empty space. Throb after throb more cum spewed from her cock.
By the time she had slowed to a trickling leak, the inside of Honda's head was dyed white by thick, sticky gunk. Saki smirked at the sight and even wiped her tip off against the lip of the compartment. She'd have kept fucking but another desire was starting to hold her back, just her fucking luck.
First Honda acts like a little brat and now she had to piss!
Honda shivered.
Saki raised an eyebrow, she didn't think a robot would be able to shiver, but somehow Honda had managed it.
"That is so gross!" Honda cried out, shivering again as though to punctuate her words, her metal fingers closing into fists before opening again as though she didn't know what to do.
Saki snorted, if Honda thought this was bad, just wait until the real punishment started.
"I can feel your fucking cum in my head!"
That did it, Saki broke out into full-blown laughter, her breasts bouncing in her amusement and causing her nipples to rub against her shirt. Suffice it to say her laughter was cut off rather quickly.
"Clean it! Clean it!" Honda's synthesised voice screamed, almost turning into a whirring sound as her vocal pitch rose.
Saki's eyebrows rose and she clicked her tongue in annoyance. The little bitch actually had the gall to command her, she needed to learn her place.
"You want me to clean it?" Saki said, her voice firm.
"Yes!" Honda shrieked, not picking up on the subtle warning of the well-endowed thief.
Saki took hold of her cock and angled it so it was pointing directly into the semen-filled hatch on the back of Honda's head. The corner of her mouth lifted and she began to direct the pressure she felt slowly building in her bladder, a few drops were wasted to the carpet – but Honda can clean that up later – soon a strong stream erupted from the head of her cock and crashed into the back of Honda's head.
Saki angled the stream, blasting away the walls of semen clogging up Honda's circuitry, melting them and diluting them until all was left was a thick puddle of piss and spunk oozing back out over the lip and quickly growing in speed. By the time Saki was done a delicious cocktail of piss and cum was cascading down Honda's back and over her crotch before dripping onto the carpet.
"Look's like you'll have a lot of cleaning to do runt, I should make you lick the carpet clean," Saki laughed.
Honda's limbs suddenly went rigid, the balls of her joints began to turn making the limbs spin rapidly. Sparks lit up the back of her head, and in the next second her metallic body dropped to the floor with a very audible thunk, the red light behind her eyes flickering before fading away leaving dark unseeing orbs of maroon.
"Well…fuck…" Saki's shoulders slumped, she had not expected that and immediately felt warmth tinge her cheeks at her own foolishness, of course, electrics and liquid didn't mix.
Her gaze lingered on the inactive Honda, the gears of her mind working over what she should do next. She couldn't exactly leave her like this and hope that she'd just start working again, Honda wasn't exactly a cheap appliance like a toaster she could postpone use of and replace if it didn't work. Even if the runt really got on her nerves sometimes.
'Hmm I suppose she is technically physically a machine like any other…if I let her dry out maybe she'll start working again…if I take the wet parts out they should, in theory anyway, dry faster…' Saki mused to herself.
"I suppose it's worth a try, you pain in the ass," Saki droned at the unresponsive hunk of metal.
Saki lifted her hand and with the ease of forever-practised muscle memory, summoned the ethereal screen and swiped it to her inventory. The spectral boxes were filled with an assortment of random information, varying from rare gems waiting to be sold, to old books awaiting valuation, to even the most common place of items like parchment, brooms and of course her assortment of weapons and other tools of her trade. Saki swiped her finger again, letting the box whiz through her vision in a blur of movement, before holding up her index finger to stop it on the desired page and proceeding to pluck a screwdriver from the box labelled tools.
Saki knelt down on the floor and with a brief exertion of effort lived the heavy, lifeless, Honda up and propped her against the sofa, her head drooping forward to lean over the soft cushions.
"Right…" Saki peered into the open hatch, the bitter smell of her own urine mixing with the natural musk of her cum making her nose wrinkle, she preferred it when Honda swallowed. She poked the screwdriver inside and began to twist the screws, slackening the parts.
Thankfully Honda's parts were tightened to ridiculous levels and came out easily, vibrant green cards with multi-coloured wires stringing them, followed by three very thin rectangular green RAM sticks, then an assortment of screws and smaller metal plates came out of Honda's head.
Each piece was slick to the touch and the carpeted space next to and around Saki quickly began to fill with the random assortment of parts. At the start Saki had been very neat, placing each item carefully on the floor and equally spaced apart so that she did not get confused by the parts when they were dried out, she began the reassembly but quickly the space was becoming more cluttered and the logic to the madness rapidly became to fade.
Honda's head became emptier and emptier.
Saki reached in, feeling around with her fingers, the inner walls were beyond damp. Again, Saki wrinkled her nose. Honda was going to owe her big time for this and Saki was going to enjoy making the little bitch pay for it.
Then she felt it.
Saki's heart dropped, there was a small opening in the base of Honda's head that led into her neck and the interior of the tunnel was very moist.
"Why couldn't you be watertight, you stupid bint…" Saki cursed to herself.
Saki picked up the screwdriver and rotated Honda's head so she was looking towards the arm of the sofa and began taking her apart again.
Her faceplate took a little encouragement but Saki swiftly managed to pry it off, tossing it over her shoulder in her irritation and ignoring the clunking sound as it hit the carpet. With the faceplate removed Saki was able to access the neck, there wasn't much to it so she was able to take it apart quickly, it was mainly wires, metal plates and the spine of the metallic skeleton which she left in place untouched, she'd definitely need a framework to work with, in the reassembly.
Soon Honda's chest plate joined the growing pile of scrap on the floor. Behind each of her breasts were three tiny triple-A batteries, even they were slick with her piss. Saki tore them from their sockets and tossed them on the floor, not caring when they rolled away from each other, odds are they'd need replacing anyway, at least there was no rust or battery acid staining the vacant battery holes.
Next was her stomach, again it came off without much resistance and thankfully the interior was somewhat dry. In the space of Honda's womb was a large container that looked a bit like an oversized pair that had been turned upside down, filled with a cum coloured liquid.
New Skill Unlocked: Mechanic LV1, through your persistence and exploration of the field of robotics you have learned the basics. Mechanical objects you are experienced with will be 5% easier to repair and you will now be able to catalogue all mechanical objects you have either studied the schematics for or have had the required exposure to their inner workings.
Saki's eyes widened as the spectral information popped into existence in her vision. Her eyes quickly scanned over it.
"At least this won't be a complete waste of time," Saki muttered to herself before swiping her finger over the pop-up, dismissing the ethereal information and returning her focus to the task at hand.
Immediately the new skill granted her a boon as her fingers were able to expertly take the cooling system out of Honda's stomach followed by the two small interior fans with little to no fanfare. It was second nature, just like it was second nature to pick locks and disarm traps. Perhaps this skill would be even more helpful than Saki had originally surmised, perhaps even helping her dismantle mechanical traps when she went dungeon delving.
Saki carefully placed the cooling system on the floor, avoiding the danger of spilling its contents onto her carpet. Honda wasn't a miracle worker after all and Saki would rather not waste her coin replacing the carpet because of her runt's mistake.
'I should have got her that mana-blocking collar for Valentine's Day…' Saki mentally quipped to herself, reaching inside she felt at Honda's insides, her inner walls were still wet but it was a very faint dampness, she must be close to finishing the dismantling process by now.
Saki grabbed either side of Honda's waist and with a burst of effort forced her to turn over, granting her full access to the runt's flat metal ass. The metal plates came off fast, again Saki's new skill granting her fingers its alien expertise. Behind the protective covering, Saki was met by the sight of two oval tanks that retained a stark resemblance to a pair of ass cheeks – though much firmer and with a dark lid atop the line dividing the cheeks. Like a new automobile, the lid unscrewed with no resistance and the scent of oil assaulted Saki's nose. She quickly screwed the lid back on and carefully lifted the oil tank out and placed it next to the cooling system.
Crack
Saki looked down, one of the green chips had fractured under the weight of the oil tank. A flash of worry flowed through her mind's eye but was dismissed almost quickly as it had appeared as her new skill granted her the knowledge of what the part was. It was just a piece that allowed the runt to more easily check on her reserves by creating a visual display that would show her information in the form of multicoloured bars. Unimportant.
The expert thief rolled her eyes and reached inside Honda's hollow ass and let a smile of relief lift her cheeks.
Dry.
She had finally found the end of the damage caused by her own piss. Not that it was her fault.
None of this would have happened if Honda had just sucked her cock like a good slut.
The comparison brought a spark of inspiration with it. Saki's eyes lit up, Honda was just a slutty robot. In theory…she was just a battle model of a sexbot, the parts couldn't be too different.
Saki stumbled to her feet, nearly falling as her footing threatened to give out from under her. Pleased groans escaped her lips as Saki let her legs stretch, pushing herself up onto her tiptoes and reaching her arms high above her head. She had been kneeling on the floor for far too long.
"For every minute I've spent kneeling Honda, I'm going to make you kneel for a full hour, sucking my cock with that pretty mouth of yours," Saki stepped over the cooling system and oil tank, ignoring the cracking sound as her heel caught the back end of one of the thin emerald green RAM sticks, the sexbot would have plenty of parts – and Honda would make it up to her and pay off the parts she had to use in repairing her.
Saki's steps widened as she headed up to their shared bedroom, the quicker she got the carnal machine the quicker Honda can start apologising for making Saki piss in her head and waste her time fixing the dumb bucket of bolts. She took the stairs two at a time, her legs aching from the exertion, but Saki hardly noticed, she couldn't wait to make Honda pay for making her go through all of this trouble.
Though the carrying of the mechanical toy back down the stairs was a bit more challenging. It had a decent amount of weight and since Saki had to make sure it remained elevated and her hold stayed firm, by the time she got it to the bottom of the stairs, her arms were aching and sweat made her silver hair cling to her forehead. With a burst of energy, she dragged the robot into the living room, leaving a dark groove in the carpet as the fibres followed its weight.
With a gruff sigh of exhaustion, Saki threw her wait into the sexbot and threw it towards the deconstructed Honda – it landed with a large thud, Saki could feel the vibration in the carpet as it landed.
Her hands landed on her hips and she let out a tired sigh.
"Now to start the reassembly," Saki said, stretching a leg out behind her and lowering back down to her knees, the coarse carpet fibres again pricking her knees. She picked up the screwdriver and set about the task of removing the outer plates of the sexbot, if her theory was correct, she'd be able to slot Honda's parts into the toy and she would not only be back online faster, better smelling but also more…customisable.
Arousal tickled the space between Saki's thighs as the idea of tinkering and fixing Honda's actual physical body with her own hands sent erotic shivers over her body.
After the lengthy process of taking Honda apart, the bot was child's play. Its plates weren't nearly as firmly attached and with the soft tissue coating its body Saki was able to generate enough leverage so that even the more stubborn coverings shot off with a rewarding click.
Soon the skeletal metal structure of the sexbot was sat next to Honda's and waiting for their repair. Utilizing the knowledge that the new skill had granted her of Honda's design, Saki knew that the part that needed to be installed first was the cooling system. Even if the runt didn't act it, it took a lot of power to keep her and her little brain going and the amount of heat that generated, well, it was suffice to say without such an extreme cooling system she'd overheat before she could properly lubricate herself for Saki's personal use.
It took a little work but Saki managed to push the pear-shaped transparent tank into place, it filled the sexbot's abdomen and pushed the sides of its waist, forcing the metal to stretch. In time the heat generated by the machine would make the metal more malleable and might even give Honda permanently wider hips by the time the cooling system had the full room it needed to maintain a healthy temperature. The cum coloured liquid crashed around inside the tank, as though trying to torment its owner. Next were the cooling fans, they were much easier to screw into place and Saki just had to move a few wires out of the way so they wouldn't catch or be severed by the spinning blades.
Next was the oil tank, thankfully Saki liked her sexbots to have plenty of junk in the trunk and all she had to do was turn the dial located behind the metal plate beneath the synthetic ass, causing it to expand, granting additional space. Next, Saki removed the metal door entirely and set about installing the oil tank – still perfectly shaped like Honda's cute little butt. Then Saki took one of the plates she had removed from Honda's body and with a little finagling made it into a new hatch door that wouldn't have trouble from the large oil tank she'd installed.
Skill Mechanic has evolved from LV1 to LV2 – you have unlocked a deeper understanding of the inner workings and subcategories of robotics. You will have an easier time grasping the complexities of constructs when you spend time studying them. It will now be 10% easier to repair mechanical objects you have experience with.
Immediately Saki felt the speed of her mind increase with the familiar dopamine rush of unlocking a skill mixing with her enhanced processing abilities, and with it came additional possibilities of what she could do to-with Honda. If she used the larger power source of the sexbot, combined with the batteries from Honda's natural form, not only would Honda's stamina and battery life be improved, but when she returned to human form there was a strong possibility it would enhance her mana reserves.
"Well, there's only one way to find out," Saki pulled at the batteries connecting the large batteries to the sexbot and, with a knife she had secured from her inventory, cut one of the wires and wound it into place with the battery-vacant segments from Honda, next she wound the other side of the wire into the other side of the borrowed part.
It took her a few minutes to find where the AAA batteries had rolled off to – and there may have been the occasional crack as parts of Honda got underfoot. The runt really did never give her a break. But soon enough the batteries were in place and set about restoring the sexbot's breasts – and enhancing them – Honda's tiny A-cup breasts slowly ballooning into a squeezable, cute pair of B-cups, just on the cusp of becoming a pair of Cs.
A reflected light caught Saki's eye. Honda's emerald was on the floor, half under the sofa. Normally Honda used the small gem to concentrate her mana to aid in spell casting and build on its potency. But as a robot, it served as a power button and when held in and turned could be used to activate a more battle-focused form, not that a sexbot needed that feature. But still, where should she put the on button?
Saki stroked at her non-existent beard, mimicking the motion she had seen Honda perform dozens of times when she mocked Saki's seriousness on missions. Then it hit her. Right above Honda's little wet slit. Saki's cock throbbed as she imagined Honda sprawled out on her back, naked, breasts still bouncing from the left-over motion from Saki fucking her raw, cum drooling out of her pussy as Saki pulled out of her, used up and finished, then she would lean forward and press her tip against her button, deactivating the little bitch with sticky cock.
Saki felt her cock throb, a fresh splodge of cum shooting out and splattering against Honda's inner thigh.
Now all that was left was Honda's head – and soon it will be Saki's head being finished – the thief smirked at her little pun. The majority of Honda's facial controls were identical to the sexbots, all that Saki really needed to do was install the RAM sticks that held Honda's mental abilities and personality.
Saki unscrewed the three RAM sticks in the carnal robot's head and slid them out with ease, placing them carefully on the sofa – she didn't want to lose all the work she'd done on the sexbot after all, all her kinks and preferred personalities were on those. Saki looked around and quickly found two of the thin emerald green RAM sticks, but the third eluded her.
Clack
Saki looked over her shoulder, a cracked, chipped and bent at a right angle was the small chip she had been looking for. It had been stuck to the underside of her foot and she hadn't noticed, her soles still numb from the near endless travelling she had committed on her job.
"Great…" she sighed, her shoulders drooping.
Scratching her head in frustration, Saki turned her attention back to Honda's new body and set about installing the two remaining RAM sticks and picked up one of the sexbot's RAM sticks. If Honda didn't have three RAM sticks she wouldn't function properly, and there was no telling the amount of damage turning her back would do with such a crucial space left vacant.
The RAM stick slid in with ease and was simple to tighten.
Saki closed the faceplate and leaned back to admire her work and frowned. The lips weren't quite right. With a tweak they inflated and became soft and puffy, resembling the women in Saki's secret magazines. She stared at Honda for another second. The blonde hair from the sexbot really didn't suit Honda.
It was awkward but Saki removed the cranial plates of the head and replaced them with the plates connected to Honda's metal white pigtails, that should make sure when she goes back to normal her hair will too…hopefully.
Again, Saki stopped to admire her work.
Her lips lifted into a smile.
She was ready.
Saki pressed the button with her index finger, it dipped into Honda's body with minimal resistance. The sound of whirring fans began and Saki let out a breath she didn't realize she was even holding.
A dim scarlet light flickered behind the half-lidded eyes of the sexbot, the eyelids opened as the robotic maiden shifted and sat upright, her white pigtails clinking against her waist. Her head turned, her neck making an automated whirring sound as she took in the room around her.
"Err…w-what h-happened?" Honda asked, her vocal tones flickering between confusion and sultry as her body tried to compromise between the two machines forced together.
"You short-circuited," Saki said simply.
"Whaaat?" Honda asked, her voice glitching and causing her to extend and emphasise her wording without conscious desire.
"Your stupid ass wasn't watertight, so when I cleaned you up, you started sparking and shut down," Saki explained, her tone growing in annoyance, sounding as though she were explaining something simple to a child who had just learned the word why.
Honda's head whirred again, her eyebrows coming together as she forced the metaphorical gears to turn and process the information.
"Cleean…wait you p-p-peed…" her voice dissolved into a whirl and light flickered in one of her ears as something inside sparked, Honda's eyes drooped and suddenly froze in place.
Her lips stopped moving.
"Oh great, don't tell me you're fucked up," Saki said in an annoyed tone.
"N-No it's…weeeird…" Honda forced her eyes shut as tight as she could in an effort to regain control of her thoughts.
"Spit it out runt, what's wrong," Saki snapped.
Honda flinched.
"I…I nee-…want to s-suck your cock," Honda stuttered, the whine of her voice becoming more regular and her words more legible as her internal programming slotted more into place.
The corners of Saki's mouth lifted into a smirk and her cock twitched, lifting higher and causing her skirt to roll back and slide down her girth.
"Ooh, good girl!"
"I-I…"
"Get to it then," Saki lashed, snapping her fingers for emphasis.
Immediately the gears whirled to life inside Honda's body and her limbs began to scream. Honda began to visibly fight the impulses of her body. Her knees hit the carpet and her scarlet eyes looked up at Saki, her large cock eclipsing her face with ease.
Honda's mouth opened wider and her tongue began to slide out.
"N-N-rrrr-N-"
Saki gasped as she felt the tip of Honda's new tongue stroke the base of her throbbing cock and trace a sensual line up her length, its tip remaining against the centre of the underside of her cock.
"Mmmm yes, good girl," Saki sighed.
Honda took Saki's tip between her mouth and slurped it inside, bathing it in the gooey, warm, artificial lubricant, and began rubbing the substance into her length.
"Nnnn-ooo…" Honda's voice began to whir again, a cool draft blowing up her throat from interior fans and washing over Saki's cock making it shiver and throb, globs of precum leaking into the runt's mouth.
"Fuck, will you shut up, I want to enjoy this but I can't with your constant whining," Saki snapped, pulling back out of Honda's mouth, letting the cock slap her cheek, painting it with a splash of thick white liquid.
Saki leaned back and with practised ease raised her black sock-clad foot and pressed her hot, moist, toe against the emerald button. Instantly the light illuminating Honda's eyes dimmed and she slumped to the floor.
"Such an annoying bitch, I fix, hell I fucking rebuild you and you still won't just suck my cock, it's the only reason you have a mouth," Saki ranted, prying open Honda's face again and roughly removing one of her remaining RAM sticks and replaced it with another of the sexbots.
"This better work," Saki said, slamming Honda's face plate shut with enough force to topple the sexbot back onto the floor, "bloody useless," she poked the button with her toe again and just as before mechanical life returned to her bitch.
"Mmm, morning Mistress," Honda purred, the whirl of her voice enhancing her sultry tone as she pushed herself back up into a seated position, her arms moving to either side of her breasts and pushing them together. "How may I, like serve- ooh your cock is like so hard Mistress!"
"That's better," Saki said, Honda leaned further forward and began to crawl, her inflated breasts pressing together, and ran her tongue over her puffy lips.
"Like it's so big, I just want it in my mouth like sooooo badly," Honda moaned.
'Hmm, looks like that chip might have dumbed you down a bit…eh that's fine for now, after all, you don't need to think to suck my cock,' the thought made Saki's member throb and again she slapped her tip across Honda's cheek.
"Please Mistress I, like, need it real bad, please like stick it in my mouth, it's like sooo wet and mmm," Honda continued, thick, gooey lubricant washing over her pouting lips and making them shine.
"Only, if you stick this in that slutty ass of yours," Saki said, holding out Honda's previous RAM stick to the metal slut.
"Mmm thank you, Mistress," Honda took the green metal stick and without any further prompting, reached back and slid it into her ass, it went in so easily. Saki's cock twitched, bobbing in the air right in front of Honda's face. She was definitely starting to like this new, dumber, more obedient version of Honda and Saki could not wait to ram her cock into that sexy ass.
Honda lurched forward and took the head of Saki's cock into her mouth, moaning as she audibly slurped its girth inside. She swirled her tongue over the tip, poking the tiny slit with the tip of her tongue and flexed the muscles of her mouth, bathing Saki's cock in her thick, wet, lubricant.
"Mmm fuck, yes, good girl, good bitch!" Saki gasped, her cock already starting to violently convulse inside Honda's mouth.
She definitely wasn't returning the runt's intellect now.