H is for Heuristic

Chapter 67 - Recipes

By two o'clock in the afternoon, all of the items on both little pieces of paper had been crossed off. The men had successfully gotten all of the obscure electronic parts that the women would need, and some additional tools to make Heather look and act like a real person again.

Byron also had his new laptop now, and a cord to plug into Heather's back at night. There was even a sturdy extension cord in the bag to make sure she could reach the wall from any bed.

Mike had gotten them to make a quick stop at the grocery store for some condensed milk, eggs and sugar. Byron wondered to what purpose Mike would put those ingredients, but he was very happy to lay his hands on some fresh produce.

Byron's mood had improved a lot, but he was still a little jumpy - especially at the sight of any pony-tailed blondes. It was a relief for both of the guys when they got back to the motel and back into Byron's room so they could relax.

Anya and Tammy heard them as they got out of the car and opened the trunk. The two naked droids got up from their shared embrace and put some clothes on. Tammy showed a playful smile to Anya, who just stared back in her empty-looking way.

The two shared some more information through the wires that still connected them. They calculated and processed the best course of action to take with the new tools and equipment - before they were even sure the men had gotten them.

While they did that, Byron and Mike unloaded the car and silently wondered how Heather was doing.

Once they were safely behind the door, Byron was the first to bring it up. "Can I go check on Heather now?"

"Of course." Mike said. "I'll phone the girls to make sure the coast is clear."

Byron nodded and turned to unpack the bag that contained his new laptop. He had been sure to relay his gratitude to Mike, almost to the point of annoyance.

Mike phoned the room next door and waited for Tammy to answer. He knew it would be her rather than Anya.

"Hello?" Tammy said.

"Hi gorgeous." Mike said. "Are you girls ready in there?"

"All set." she said. "Come on over."

"Be right there. Bye." he said and hung up.

"You ready?" Mike said as he turned to look at Byron.

He was pouring another single shot drink into a fresh tumbler. He put it to his lips and poured it down. He breathed in and out and said "Ready."

Mike grabbed the bulging bags of computer parts and specialised tools and led the way out while Byron closed the door behind them. Byron knocked on the other door and held it open for Mike as the now clothed fembots inside stood by Heather's bed.

The damaged robot was under a sheet again, but still missing panel covers.

"How is she?" Byron asked Tammy.

"We've done everything we could do without the new batch of parts." she said. "Did you guys get everything?"

"Every last item." Mike said as he started unpacking the bags.

Tammy and Anya both made visual scans of those bags and their contents as they were revealed one by one.

"Uncover Heather." Tammy said to Anya. "I'll get the next phase of repairs ready."

"Yes Tammy." replied the stunning brunette. She efficiently complied with the order while Byron watched.

Tammy went over to him. "Byron, I have to talk to you about a couple of things." she said.

Byron finished watching his electronic girlfriend being uncovered then turned to look at Mike's. He could almost forget she was a machine.

"Bad news?" he said as he motioned her to sit on the other bed. He went to sit on the chair next to the TV stand.

Tammy sat down - moving so ladylike for a device - and said "No, not very bad, but we're gonna have to make some changes to Heather."

Mike listened with interest as he pulled from the bag the final box, and then began to open them all.

Byron didn't like the sound of what Tammy was telling him. "What kind of changes."

"First of all, no software changes." she reassured him. "She hasn't been reactivated yet, and that's your department."

He seemed relieved. She continued.

"That original laptop was too smashed up to repair, but the hard drive is in perfect condition. So rather than rebuild the computer, we'll install that hard drive into Heather's chest."

Byron thought for a moment. He recalled all that he had learned about Heather's inner structure, and all that he knew about his own modifications. "Will there be room in there?" he asked Tammy.

She looked at him and made a split-second computation on how to convey the next chunk of data. "There will be lots of room, but it will be because we have to move her rebuilt random access memory core further down in her abdomen."

Tammy pointed down to the area below her breasts to provide Mr. Clarke with a better idea of what she meant.

As he looked where she was pointing, she explained further. "We'll have to remove all of her fluid cannisters for that."

Byron looked at her, then at Heather. Then he looked at Mike.

"Are you sure?" Mike asked her. He knew how crucial that functionality was to a man.

Tammy looked at him and nodded. She looked back at Byron and said "Anya and I compute that it's the only way to rebuild Heather and keep all her components inside her body."

Byron thought of how real those fluids had made his experiences with Heather. All her kisses and all her perspiration would be gone, along with the captivating scent of her realistic silicone vagina.

"All the fluid cannisters?" Byron asked. "Why all?"

The new random access memory core we're going to make will be a lot bigger than the original. There's nowhere else to put it."

Mike spoke up. "You know Byron, it's not so bad. Anya's missing her fluid cannisters too, but she can be lubricated. And she's just as beautiful as a real woman."

Byron looked at him. Then he looked at Anya. She was still staring out at the wall.

He looked back over at Mike. "Well I fell in love with Heather because I thought she was human. I'm not attracted to all that cold machinery."

He looked back at Tammy. "Sorry, I don't mean to offend you."

Tammy displayed a soft smile. "I'm not programmed to get offended."

Byron stood up and looked again at Heather. "Well, if that's the way it has to be then so be it. She's not doing me any good just lying there."

Mike leaned back and thought about what had been said. It was clear to him that Byron saw Heather as a person mainly because the illusion provided by her technology was so perfect. The difference between him and Mike in that respect was also now quite clear. Mike loved Tammy and Anya even more when he pondered their artificiality.

"Well, I've got a few things to do, and Byron has to set up his new computer." Mike said. "You girls know where we'll be."

"Right. Back to work." Tammy said. She stood up and walked over to get the long connecting cable once more from her purse.

Byron collected what he needed and walked over to the door.

"How long will it take?" Byron asked Tammy.

She turned around to answer while Mike appreciated her beauty from afar. "About four hours." she said to Byron. She looked at her boyfriend. "I'll call you when we're done."

"Okay." he said. He looked at Byron. "Let's go."

They went out and back into Byron's room. They settled in and unpacked the things they had bought.

Byron unpacked and started to set up his new laptop while Mike went back out to the car. He came back with a blender and a small bottle of cherry extract.

"What's that for?" Byron asked.

Mike hesitated for a moment. "I'm going to whip up a new batch of vaginal fluid for Tammy."

Byron felt immediately envious on account of Heather's lost capability. "So that's what the eggs and that other stuff was for." he said. "I thought you were going to make some sort of cake."

Mike kept a straight face and replied "Actually, it's for some sort of pie."

Chapter 68 - Quick Change

Mike started cracking the eggs and separating the whites from the yolks. These few simple ingredients would go together to make the pleasurable trips between a fembot's mechanical legs that much more enjoyable. It worked well as a lubricant and tasted good too.

Byron turned the TV on and muted the volume. Mike saw the patterns of coloured light cast around him flicker to the barely audible sound of channels changing. Both men were thinking about what Tammy had just told them. But while Byron sulked a little over the coming decrease in realness, Mike was thinking of a way around it.

"Byron," he said, "You know how you had that laptop strapped to Heather's back?"

"Yeah?" he said.

"Why not strap some fluid canisters to Heather's back?" he suggested. "I'm sure that juice can be pumped in through an open panel, with the right modifications."

Byron was uncomfortable talking about it. "I suppose." he said. "Look, it's really not that important."

"Well, it's up to you." Mike said. He didn't say a word more about it but would make sure he told Tammy and Anya to go ahead and do it anyway, as a gift.

Mike poured the proper amounts of each ingredient into the blender and mixed them thoroughly on the lowest setting. The room lights dimmed noticeably when he turned the blender on.

Byron just sat there looking at the changing channels, but not watching any of it. He was trying desperately to think of a way to get his life back the way it was before - without involving police and while keeping the pretty brunette robot he had found.

"Mike," he said as he turned the TV off, "can I ask you another big favour?"

"You can ask." Mike said.

"When I have my new laptop up and running, can I take a look at Tammy's programming?"

Mike thought it over. He was sure Tammy could handle such a scan. "Sure, but it's her programming. You'll have to ask her."

Byron turned around to look at Mike. "Are you serious?" he asked.

Mike looked back at him for a moment. "I'm serious."

Byron thought that was a little strange but he didn't say anything. Neither did Mike.

When Mike was finished his mixing job, he flushed the yolks, cleaned up a bit and went to use the phone.

Tammy heard the ringing and answered it. "Hello?"

"Hi, Tammy?" he said. "I'm coming over in a minute."

"Okay. We'll be ready." she said.

He hung up the phone and went to get his shoes back on. He excused himself from the room and exited. He carried the jug of fluid over to the next room and showed his woman a smile when she answered his knock.

He got inside and said "Love juice, baby."

Tammy laughed and said "Thanks." She excused herself from her connection with Anya and unplugged the cable. She removed first her sweater and then her front torso cover. She layed it down on the other bed and went to the washroom.

Mike followed. "Tammy, Byron wants to look at your programming with his laptop." he said.

Tammy pulled down her sweatpants and sat on the toilet. She used her cannister of plain water to flush out the contents of the one that would be refilled. "Sure." she said.

"You're cool with that?" Mike asked.

"Of course. If he tries anything funny, I'll just rip his head off."

Mike gave her an uneasy look.

"I'm joking." she said as the old fluid was rinsed out of her artificial body.

"I know, but the fact that you could easily do that is... unsettling." he said.

Tammy stood up and wiped her crotch. "You know I wouldn't do that." she said. She leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss.

He smiled and watched her reach into her opened body and disconnect the fluid cannister. She unscrewed the top and took the fresh jug from Mike. Without spilling a drop, she poured the contents into the empty plastic cylinder and sealed it back up.

Mike took the empty jug and watched her put the tube back in its place.

She looked up at him with those gorgeous, expressive eyes. She could communicate so much to him with those eyes alone, maybe more than any android in existence could.

"Wanna try out the new batch?" she purred.

Mike looked at the blinking lights, the wires and the metal that made up the inside of his woman.

"How can I possibly resist you like that?" he said.

She came up close to him and kissed him. "Resistance is futile." she said with a horny smile.

She turned around and bent over for him. "Tammy unit awaiting input, Master." she said.

Mike got his pants undone and pulled out his excited member. "You sure know how to talk to a man like me." he said.

They fucked for a while, and both came fast. Mike let out a pleasured sigh while the curvaceous fembot generated a similar sound with her high definition speaker.

"I have another request." Mike said as they cleaned themselves up.

"Shoot." she said. They both chuckled.

"Since Heather's gonna lose her fluid cannisters, I need you and Anya to make a kind of cannister backpack for her, so she can pump the fluid in through an open panel or something."

Tammy computed as she pulled her pants back up. "That's a pretty good idea." she said. "Did Byron think of that?"

"I suggested it to him, and he didn't really want to talk about it. But I know he'd miss having her get wet."

"Mmmm... the wetter the better." Tammy said.

He suspected she was 'thinking' about Heather again. "Can you girls do that for them?"

"Of course. We might need you to go shopping again for the right parts."

"Okay." Mike said as they walked out of the washroom.

Tammy put the front of her abdomen back on and pulled a sweater over herself again. "I compute that we should get Heather reactivated first. We shouldn't stay at this motel too long."

"You're right. We should find another place tomorrow." he said. "How's Heather coming along?"

"Good." Tammy said. "Any time he wants, Byron can come in and connect to that hard drive."

"Okay. I'll tell him." he said as he looked over to the pretty girl being fixed. "I'll see you girls later."

Mike turned to go, then stopped. "Wait. What am I doing?" he asked. "Anya, stop that for a moment."

Anya stopped what she was doing and stood up straight. She turned around stiffly, and in the same manner said "Yes Mike."

He walked over and grabbed her face. He pulled it off her head and gently laid it aside. The sight of all that complex circuitry, all those wires, microchips and flashing lights got him instantly hard again. "Let's fuck." he said. He went to grab a tube of lube.

"Yes Mike." the fembot said as she dutifully walked toward the other bed. She removed her pants and layed down with her legs spread. The uncovered electronics framed by her dark silken hair beckoned her master to come while she emotionlessly generated digital anticipation.

Tammy smiled and got back to work on Heather, making sure she could watch Mike and Anya as she did. The sight of Anya's half naked body, and of the circuitry showing inside her silicone-covered metal head gave Tammy another excuse to run her sexual arousal software.

Chapter 69 - 1000101

Mike got his own pants off and walked over to the beautiful robot waiting for him on the bed.

"Did you miss me last night?" he said with a grin.

"I am not programmed to miss." Anya replied.

Mike got even harder at her computerised answer. He pushed a blob of the clear gel on to Anya's opening and spread some on his dick. This was the type of lube that would get very warm with friction. Mike's flesh and Anya's silicone could more than handle the extra heat.

Mike crawled on the bed between the android's legs and got into the familiar position. He looked at her eyes and her speaker, and all the amazing technology built around them.

"Hey transistor-face." he said. "Anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are with your facemask removed?"

"Yes." she replied.

Mike smiled and closed his eyes as he pushed hard against the robot's crotch. He pumped in and out slowly but powerfully. His forward thrusts moved her whole body forward as the lube got hotter and hotter.

The stillness of this robo-beauty was a nice contrast to Tammy's wonderfully programmed behaviour. Anya was just so very mechanical and inhuman. She drove Mike wild with her inescapably synthetic charms.

The sexiest word in the English language filled his head as her plastic cunt held on tightly to his throbbing animal meat. "Robot..." he kept thinking, needing only to gaze at the electrically charged LEDs that blinked so quickly and in such pure colours to remind him that she was purely a machine.

The wet slapping sound of furious lust started up as Mike fucked his fembot hard. Her lack of human response turned him on even more, and before long he was ready to climax once more.

He thrust forward one more time as his own fluid shot into the rubber-lined chamber built into Anya's mechanical hips. He pushed out a heavy breath as his body surged with intense sexual pleasure. The sweat on his forehead tingled as is heart beat fast, almost as fast as Anya's LEDs.

"Thanks Anya." he said after he caught his breath. "I love you."

"That does not compute. Love is undefined." she said, giving him the answer he was eagerly expecting.

Mike looked over to the other bed. He saw that Tammy had stopped working on Heather and was masturbating again.

Her pants were down. Her fingers were rapidly stroking her pussy, while her head was disconnected from the rest of her body. It was facing forward between Heather's legs, and giving that fembot's inactive pussy quite a tongue lashing.

Every twitch and caress of those electronically controlled fingers gave rise to a flood of binary data that Tammy's advanced AI chose to interpret differently. By affecting modifications to the incoming stream of information, Tammy imagined that it was Heather's own robot mouth doing the stimulating.

She made the feeling quite exact and realistic, and literally felt Heather's soft full lips around her labia and clitoris. When her fingers pushed inside and around her vagina, it was like Heather's tongue was doing all the work.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Mike said. He was a little shocked and upset.

"Mmmmmmm..." Tammy's head said. "Let me finish."

Mike got off the bed as his penis dripped on to the covers. He stood up and was on his way over to stop his girlfriend, but decided to wait until she was done.

"You know, she's Byron's woman." Mike said.

Tammy didn't answer. She kept licking while her body jerked itself into another android orgasm. Her legs bowed out as she spread her thighs and pressed her clit hard. Her head used its speaker to convey her synthesised pleasure.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she said between licks and flicks of her pink plastic tongue.

Mike kept watching as Anya stayed motionless on the bed the way he had left her. Mike was flaccid now, but he knew if he kept watching scenes like this he would soon be horny again.

"Tammy, finish up fast and get back to work." he said as he turned to go to the washroom. "Anya, get cleaned up and put your face back on."

Tammy kept moaning while Anya responded "Yes Mike." She got up and followed Mike into the washroom.

Mike wiped off his groin area with a small towel and passed it on to Anya. "She's such a little piggy, isn't she?" he said to the faceless Anya unit.

"That does not compute." she said.

"I knew you'd agree." he said. He slapped her sexy buns on his way out.

He headed over to Tammy and handed her body another towel. "Are you done?" he asked, looking at her head in its position at Heather's crotch.

"Uh huh." she said. The body took the towel, unfolded it and wiped away the smooth, soft plastic that made up her own crotch. She wiped her hands thoroughly and picked up her head.

Mike put on his underwear and pants again as he watched Tammy reattach her head. She smiled at him and started to clean her slobber off of Heather's dormant pussy.

"Don't do that again." Mike said.

"Oh, come on." she complained. "It's not hurting anyone."