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The moment he heard them say it, he knew something very bad was about to happen.  Before he could even react or warn them, it was already too late.  The person before him had completely changed into a robotic woman.  One that did not move, or say anything...

Fear gripped tightly at him, mind racing as he tried to figure out what exactly had just happened.  A few badly thought out words was all it took and the changes started immediately.  A crawling shift in form starting from below.  First the legs stuck in place, straightened out pulling them to a forced standing position, body rapidly going from organic to artificial, the clothes shifting and changing...

It had reached the hips and swelled out greatly, their hands had rushed out to grab them, push them back in only for it to quickly spread to their arms on contact, forcing them straight down, speeding up the process.  The chest swelled massively, a pair of huge breasts gave a single bounce as the clothes had torn, quickly released the tension as they pushed through the shirt,  only to quickly reign them back into a very well packed blouse, a bow forming on top as if marking it as a present to be opened.

It wasted no time as it reached the neck, springing straight up to the face, a look of confusion and fear quickly wiped away into a neutral, emotionless expression, wide eyes now turned to wide open glowing circles, digital patterns dancing across before forming several rings.  They could not even utter a single word before the opportunity was taken from them...

The last of the changes, the hair, was almost instant.  No resistance, just a sudden wave as shining silver hair replaced what was once the last part of a human being.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!  OH FUCK.  NONONO!”, he said calmly.

He wearily approached them, hand extended to touch their chest, only to pull the hand back.  He didn’t know if it would change him as well.  “UH.... Um...  hey...  are you...  In there...  still...?”, he stammered out, taking a step back.  A cold silence swept over the room, there was no response.  “Oh no...  uhh...  um...  how...  how do I fix this!?”

The shapely, sexy robotic body made a tone and then a female sounding voice rang out from its chest, “Assessing problem.  ERROR:  Personality core currently running without operating system, unable to access frame functions.”

He took in the information and realised, THEY WERE STILL IN THERE!  A relieved sigh came from him as he relaxed a bit.  Stuck in the body, but a human personality doesn’t have the functions to run a robot body.  He asked the voice, “Is there a way to get the, uh, personality core to gain control of the body?”

There was a beep and for a moment the voice was replaced with a strange tone, then came back, “Personality core installed without operating system.  Reformat core to install operating system?  Data loss may occur.”

The feeling of horror came back in full force, “NO!  Do not do that!”, he yelled out in a panic, “Do NOT, for ANY REASON, make any direct alterations to the personality core!”

The robot beeped, “Understood, personality core will remain running.  Lack of operating system remains unsolved, personality core unable to control frame.  Create a secondary operating system core?”

He stared at the shapely body before him as he took in what it had said, “Would that leave them...  the personality core unchanged?”, he asked, and was met with a confirmation from the mechanical voice.  He sighed in relief, but also greatly increased annoyance, “YES.  Create a secondary core for the operating system.  UGH.  Why even suggest the first option if you had the much better and safer option of just making a new core instead!?  Stupid fucking robot.”

The robotic body beeped in acknowledgement, “Secondary core created, attaching to primary personality core operating system of: ‘Stupid fucking robot’.”

He froze.  Did it just...?  Before he could get a word out, the body slowly started to move, the robotic voice from within the heaving bosom spoke its last words before the body fully was completely taken control of by the two cores, “Operating system online, no direct alterations to personality core made, secondary core operating system now interpreting commands.  Please enjoy your ‘Stupid fucking robot’.”

“...wait what?”, he said as the sound faded away, the tone of its final message sounding...  mocking?  He swallowed hard and then asked the body before him, “Hey, uh...  are you...  ok now...?”

The robotic woman looked to her hands and then pressed them into the sides of her chest in curiosity, causing him to blush wildly at the sight, before putting them to her hips and looking him in the eyes, a flash of the person he knew seemingly inside, “I’m...  I’m here.”.  He gave a sigh, “Ok, that's good, I was worried that...”

He was quickly tossed onto the bed, the wildly sexy and shapely robotic woman now slowly pressing her body into his, saying, “Oh, my hero~!  Let me thank you properly~...”, his eyes meeting hers once again, now missing the look of the person he just reacquainted with, a lust now swirling within.

As her lips met his, the two people now at the mercy of a rampant ‘stupid fucking robot’ core, he realised there was still a lot of work to be done to get THEM back in full control.  She was still...

A Fix Her Upper

Quite the language in this one. <<

So, to start, this is not the exclusive. This is what's going pub tonight. Originally, I couldn't think up an idea for it and it was posted as just the girl and nothing else finished and then, the exact phrasing popped into my mind and I went ALL IN on the idea I had. Which was this! This did come at a cost, as I'm quite spent still from work and hyper focusing on this, so the next exclusive ended up going to the way side. It'll get posted along side tomorrows exclusive instead. The preview was yesterday for it and it's not going to be all that complex, so I figure this works better for content and tomorrow will have a double bill to fill. :)

This is a very different feeling thing from my usual stuff, a bit of a mixed bag? Meant to feel very intense and then slowly let off till the end, with the first half and second half having very different feels to them. Also, language is meant to be a lot more, uh, aggressive. The whole idea came from the one phrase used and I felt it fit to have it carry through most of the story. :)

There's no setup to the why or even to the who it happened to, mostly because when I tried to add any in it felt less interesting to me? Starts right off the bat, no explanation to easy you in, just get right in there, have to figure things out as it goes. :)

Design is not quite as robotic as I would want. Maybe a bit more shine? It is meant to be a humanoid more squishy form robot then full on metal though, so maybe the eyes and the more bright look to it can to the job? Speaking of, what kind of robot did they even turn into exactly? HMMM.

Included is the robot girl on her own, without anything extra in the way, as was posted initially. No other extras, the BG I made for this ended up being a bit... bad. So I rescued it with another works BG instead, which did lose a little bit of the details I had added, but makes things a bit more open ended as a result, so could be a plus or minus depending. :)

Anywho, enjoy!