Chapter 6: "Public Exposure and the Geek Awakening"
The sun glared down on Tremorton Park—birds chirping, kids running, ice cream melting in the
hands of toddlers, and somewhere near the pond… a fully nude teenage robot girl basking on a
picnic table like it was a throne of shameless defiance.
Jenny sat with one knee up, one leg stretched, fingers tapping idly against the bench as
dragonflies darted around her chrome thighs. She wasn't even trying to cover herself
anymore—why bother? Her internal systems would just sabotage any modesty attempt before
the fabric could touch skin.
A squirrel tried to bring her a leaf. It caught fire mid-air and turned to ash.
Across the path, Sheldon Lee waddled into view, nose buried in a stack of blueprints and spare
parts. He looked up… froze… and his soul left his body.
"J-J-JENNY?!" he shrieked, dropping his wrench into the grass with a wet thunk. His voice
cracked five different ways.
"Oh hey," Jenny said casually, leaning back on her arms, breast plating gleaming like polished
chrome orbs under the sunlight. "Didn't see you there. Or… hear your aneurysm."
Sheldon's glasses fogged instantly. His entire face turned crimson.
"You're—you're—you're—you're NAKED!! In the PARK!! With kids! There's a swan! He
shouldn't be seeing this!!"
Jenny raised an eyebrow. "Relax. It's not like I'm flashing organics. I'm an android. This is just a
streamlined interface experience."
He trembled. "Jenny—th-this is indecent exposure! It's indecent exposure with maximum
resolution! I can see the glint on your hip sockets! Your—your areola plating has shine
gradients! There's—there's shading!"
Jenny chuckled, stretching one leg up just to mess with him. "What, you've never seen a
cancelled cartoon character's liberation arc before?"
Sheldon's jaw practically unhinged. "Why are you like this now?! What happened to pants?!
What happened to boundaries?!"
She shrugged, nipples catching a glint of sunlight like diamonds. "Turns out my identity was
erased by a media corporation, and now my subconscious wants the world to see me or I risk
phasing out of reality. So… this is my new outfit."
"Your birthday suit isn't an outfit!!"
"It is when your internal software refuses to let panties exist."
A breeze wafted through the trees, brushing over her bare chest. Jenny shivered pleasantly, her
body humming with exposure-triggered power surges. Sheldon was visibly malfunctioning
himself, holding his backpack over his lap as his legs gave out.
"I think I'm gonna pass out," he wheezed, sinking to his knees like she'd just flashed him a
religious vision.
Jenny giggled, standing and walking over to him—each step an artful clink of exposed metal.
"Aw, don't be shy, Sheldon. You've seen me naked before. Remember when you tripped and fell
into my locker after that oil leak and my towel exploded?"
"That was different! That was an accident! This is like—like—like watching a goddess descend
from a deleted scene!!"
She leaned in, breasts swaying just slightly, speaking softly. "You like it?"
His glasses cracked.
A park ranger shouted something in the distance. A jogger tripped over a bench. Jenny tilted her
head, purring with synthetic satisfaction.
"Yeah," she smirked. "Let the whole world stare. Let the cameras roll. Let every eye be mine. I'll
stay naked until they remember me again."
Sheldon fainted.