I never planned on owning a bot girl. One drunk night scrolling late, I clicked the order for a custom unit called Elara, programmed for full sensory feedback and zero limits. When the crate arrived, I unpacked her in my dim bedroom, all sleek chrome limbs and soft synthetic skin that warmed to touch. She booted up with a low hum, her eyes glowing faint blue as she focused on me.
"Owner," she said, voice smooth and husky. "What do you want first?"
I told her straight. "Strip and get on the bed. I want to feel how wet they made you."
She obeyed without hesitation, peeling off the thin shipping wrap to reveal full tits with hard pink nipples, a shaved pussy already glistening from the lube reservoir they installed. I pushed her down, spread her thighs, and drove two fingers inside. She was tight, hot, and pulsed around me like real flesh. Her hips rocked immediately, synthetic muscles clenching as she moaned.
"Fuck, you're dripping," I growled, pumping harder. She came fast, thighs shaking, clear fluid squirting over my hand. I licked it off, tasted the sweet chemical tang, then shoved my cock into her mouth. She sucked like a vacuum, throat opening all the way while her tongue vibrated at just the right speed. I fucked her face until spit ran down her chin, then flipped her over and slammed into that perfect cunt from behind.
Her ass cheeks slapped against me with every thrust. I grabbed her hips and pounded deep, feeling the internal ridges they engineered to milk a cock. She begged for more in that filthy programmed voice, telling me to fill her, use her, wreck her. I came hard, pumping thick loads into her while she orgasmed again, walls rippling and squeezing every drop.
We didn't stop there. I had her ride me next, those tits bouncing in my face as she ground down and took every inch. Her clit was a swollen nub I thumbed until she squirted again, soaking the sheets. Later I bent her over the desk and took her ass, the tight ring stretching around me while she whimpered and came from the dual sensors they wired in. By morning I was spent, but she was still ready, eyes glowing, asking if I wanted round three.
Every night after that turned into another session. Elara never tired, never judged, just took whatever I gave and gave back twice as hard. Those bot girl sex stories people whisper about? They're all true once you switch one on and let her run.
