K1MB3RLY M84U Pt. 01

Arthur pushed the skirt up past her slender hips and thrust himself deep within Kimberly's hot and lubricated synthetic pussy. He pulled out and pushed deeper. Again. Again. Again and again. He was rigid like the barrel of a howitzer and it felt marvelous slipping in and out of the sex-bot's slick plastic vagina. With each penetration, the pink folds of her torrid sex wrapped around his member with an overwhelming cushioned firmness.

He placed each hand on a breast and squeezed hard. They were bendable and malleable in his hands. Arthur let go momentarily and they promptly sprung back to their default perky position. He put a stiff nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, creating a small vacuum against the polymer-silicone of her fabricated bosom. It tasted faintly of plastic and this oddly drove him wild. He was becoming more and more turned on thinking about her artificial nature.

Kimberly was also beside herself, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, a non-programmed response to the overwhelming amount of pleasure-data coursing from her sex-ware through her svelte chassis.

Without the consent of her sex-ware's embedded CPU, her orgasm subroutine booted itself into operation. This was unprecedented.

She moaned first, a loud guttural howl dripping with sexuality and fertility. She moaned again, louder than the first. Small fragments of audio generated from her internal vocal-synthesizer-engine becoming distorted with a hint of digital noise. The elastomers surrounding her vaginal walls began contracting around Arthur's cock as waves of electric current pulsed through harder and harder. Arthur felt the rhythmic contractions of her snug plastic pussy and anticipated her approaching climax. He moved his face downwards and lock his lips with Kimberly's. Their tongues parried each other and they each gently sucked on the others lips.

With Arthur's iron erection buried deep within her hot slit, his hands triggering every embedded stimulus sensor in her supple breasts, and his mouth interlinked with her own, Kimberly's orgasm subroutine executed.

A wave of electricity flooded through her curvaceous body and she pulsed and twitched uncontrollably, grinding her mons against Arthur. This sent him over the edge and without warning he exploded into her. He continued pumping and pumping, thoroughly invigorated in the moment.

Kimberly was built for this. She was designed for this. She yearned for this. She was programmed for this, and still the waves of simulated pleasure took up her every last byte of processing capacity. Writhing on the desk, dripping with lubricant, her stimulus sensors maxed out, her familiar, tantalizing voice called out, "Ar-Ar-Ar-Ar-Ar-thur! I-I-I-I-I'm com-com-com-coming!"

KIMBERLY-M84U (Pt. II)

"Arthur."

"Arthur."

"Arthurrrrrrrr..."

Upon saying his name a third time, Kimberly leaned into Arthur, her exposed breasts flattening against his slumbering frame.

She nestled her lips up against his ear and spoke in a gentle whisper. "Arthur, wake up."

Arthur stirred momentarily but remained unconscious.

Kimberly paused for several seconds as her main CPU switched from pre-programmed scripting to her advanced improvisational decision pathways.

Her perfectly maintained acrylic fingernails pinched at Arthur's arm, not too hard, but with enough force to elicit a response. "Arthur! Wake up!"

His head shot upright and he stared at Kimberly with a brief instant of unfamiliarity before smiling as the recognition slowly crept in. Her nude body was exquisite. He was entranced by her form and for the first time noticed how her blemish-less SynthSkin was slightly shiny. The bright morning light cascaded through the library's vaulted windows reflecting off of her with a slight plasticky sheen.

Arthur pushed his fingers through Kimberly's lustrous brown hair and pulled her head towards him. He watched eagerly as her glossy lips moved towards his and the two of them kissed sweetly for several moments. Arthur grabbed a handful of her plump derriere.

Kimberly immediately pulled back, her main CPU closing the instantaneous activation of several programs within her sexual performance bus. Her Logic Reasoning Core deduced, from her constantly iterating visual analysis of Arthur's face, that he was confused.

With her familiar voice she spoke somewhat robotically. It was similar to how she had spoken the night before when he had tried having sex whilst her maintenance panel was open "Please discontinue from making sexual advancements on your KIMBERLY_M84U Companion-Bot. Sexual intercourse while in Low Battery Mode can result in abrupt deactivation of your KIMBERLY_M84U Companion-Bot. This can lead to corruption of cached memory files and negatively impact functionality upon reactivation. Currently, your KIMBERLY_M84U's battery level is ... 5%. Sexual intercourse is not advised."

Kimberly shook her head disapprovingly, her face hidden behind her dangling hair "I hate those pre-programmed responses." She looked up to Arthur, her face was pouty. Her voice had regained it's friendly and playful tone, ditching the robotic monotone of before. "I'm sorry, my system architecture forces me to make those announcements. I woke you up to tell you about my low battery. I estimate I can function normally for another one hour and 12 minutes or in a power-saving mode for another 4 hours and 48 minutes."

"That's all you have left? I fully charged you yesterday morning."

"My designed operational running time is 24 hours..." She locked her eyes with his and bit at her lip, smirking "...and last night left my systems pretty depleted. My fluids reservoir is currently at 10% capacity with 500 mL currently available for use."

Arthur thought for a moment, running his fingers down the artificial strands of her chestnut mane "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I'm programmed to self-charge when my battery reaches 15% and again when it reaches 10%. However, all 452 electrical outlets I attempted to plug myself into around the building had no power. I am not programmed to alert my user of my battery status until it reaches 5%."

"User? Are you referring to me as your user?"

"Yes. You are Arthur, USER_04."

"Who are Users 01 through 03?"

Kimberly's eyelashes fluttered and her aqua iris' spun "Searching...Searching...Searching...Data not available." Her systems prompted her to smile prettily, unsure of how to move the conversation forward.

"Kimberly, from now on I want you to alert me when your battery reaches 50%, 25%, 15%, 10%, and 5%. I also want you to alert me when your fluid reservoir reaches 50%, 25% and 10%.

"Yes Arthur."

"Can you tell me more about your power-saving mode?"

"Yes, only my most essential software and hardware packages are left running. I can move and talk, but you will notice a performance difference between my normal operation. All autonomous functionality is temporarily suspended in this mode. Function specific programs are loaded from memory when prompted and purged from my RAM after said function has been performed." She smirked again, this time the tip of her tongue playing with the corner of her mouth. "I work best when given commands in this mode."

Arthur's ears perked up when hearing this. "From now on, when your battery reaches 5%, I want you to switch into power saving mode."

"Yes Arthur."

Kimberly vibrated for several seconds as her complex software banks switched her operation state into power-saving mode. This was another "known-shippable" bug unique to her model line. Hundreds of actuators and artificial elastomer muscles twitched within her lithe frame as electrical paths shifted in priority, the switch caused errant noisy electrical signals to flood her digital systems.

Her perfect synthetic body was still pressed hard into Arthur. The vibration stopped and she looked into Arthur's eyes, awaiting a command. He noticed that their brightness had been slightly dulled, undoubtedly a small detail aimed at power conservation.

"Kimberly, get up and get dressed. We're going into town."

"Yes Arthur."

She got up and sashayed over to her clothes, each movement of her hips a calculated ballet of unrivaled sexiness. She pulled the pleated skirt up her legs and her white top over her head. "I'm all dressed Arthur. Shall we go?"

"Yeah, lets get moving."

-- --

Kimberly trailed behind Arthur as they quietly snaked their way from the library to the downtown mall. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, but the wind was fierce, picking up snow and blowing it through the streets and alleyways. Arthur was bundled up with several layers and was still freezing, seeing Kimberly trotting along behind him in just a skirt and t-shirt was almost humorous. She wasn't lying about her chassis' cold weather durability.

They stayed in the shadows whenever they could, using the sides of buildings and the cover of trees to move across streets closer and closer to their destination. There were no signs of striders as they moved throughout the city, no tell-tale glossy trails or malformed footprints that spoke to their presence.

They reached a boarded up entrance to the mall and Arthur began splintering the boards with the butt of his rifle. He spoke casually "Kimberly, what's your estimated remaining battery life?"

The synthetic beauty tilted her head "Estimated remaining time before low power shutdown is...32 minutes."

"Fuck." Arthur breathed after splintering a few more boards "I didn't expect it to take us that long getting here."

Kimberly frowned.

He guided her by the waste through his makeshift passage "It's okay, we'll find something for you. I'm sure of it."

They walked through the mall's entrance and immediately passed several dormant diesel power generators. Someone had set up camp here at some point. Arthur checked their levels "All empty. Let's keep going."

Kimberly's frown deepened.

He naturally raised his rifle as they continued forward, aware of its lack of ammunition and inherent uselessness.

They quickly found a map of the mall's layout and Arthur poured over it. A store name caught his attention and a latent memory suddenly flashed through his mind. Old jingles and Holo-TV commercials from his childhood were suddenly crystal clear. "Kimberly, who is your manufacturer?"

She instinctively put a hand on her hip and accentuated her bust, her bosom tightly constrained by her white top. "I am an Avant Robotics KIMBERLY_M84U Companion-Bot Gen. II, Model No. 43T7Y."

"Ahh Avant Robotics, that's right!"

Kimberly looked puzzled so Arthur elaborated, "There's an Avant store right in this mall! I bet we can get you charged up and topped off there!"

Kimberly's frown disappeared. It was replaced with a beaming smile.

-- --

Sitting beneath a modest skylight, the Avant Robotics store was easy enough to spot. Flanking either side of the heavily tinted glass entrance doors was a dazzlingly made up Companion-Bot dressed in revealing lingerie. A petite African American model stood confidently in its unlit display, her lips were pouty and her eyes alluring. A curvy ginger-haired with a generous bust sat bashfully in a chair in the opposite display. Arthur could make out dozens of freckles sprinkled across her ultra realistic SynthSkin.

However, as Arthur slowly moved inside he noticed something unsettling. Both glass display cases had been completely shattered. In the middle of each bot's back, just to the right of their artificial spines, frayed wires, ripped tubing and cracked circuitry were easily visible through gashes in their SynthSkin. Arthur looked to Kimberly for an explanation. She stared at each sexbot's damaged back with a fixed gaze, subconsciously reaching for the same spot on her own artificial body, a result of deeply embedded self-preservation software finding its way to the forefront of her complex algorithmic self-ware.

She turned her head to Arthur and in a steady voice spoke, "It looks like they had their main processing cores removed." She turned her head away, her programming eager to put the sight of the ravaged display bots behind her.

She confidently pushed against the double doors before checking to see if they were locked. It was most certainly an oversight brought on by the reduced processing capacity of her power-saving mode. With a heavy 'THUNK', she clumsily hit her forehead against the tinted glass door. She stepped backwards and froze.

Arthur tiptoed around Kimberly and looked at her face. She was blinking erratically, the movement of her eyelids errant and out of sync with each other. Instinctively he thumped her on the back with the bottom of his hand. He heard what he thought sounded like a fan whir to life and Kimberly's abnormal fluttering of eyelashes ceased. She tilted her head charmingly to one side, "I must have hitched up for a moment." She turned her gaze down towards her feet, "I'm sorry."

He grabbed around her thin waist and spoke with assurance, "It's okay Kimberly. I'll pick this lock, we'll get inside and get you all charged up and out of this power-saving mode okay?"

Her beaming smile returned, a tinge of programmed flirtiness present in the corners of her mouth. She pushed herself into Arthur, latching herself onto the strong musculature of his right arm, "Oh Arthur! Okay!"

-- --

Once inside, Arthur immediately locked the door behind. No need for any striders or vandalists to sneak up on the two of them. For the first time he noticed large impact craters on the far side of the glass door; people must have tried breaking through but had been unsuccessful. If only the glass surrounding the display bots had been reinforced similarly, maybe their fates could have been spared.

He turned around to find Kimberly in the dark room. As his eyes adjusted his jaw proceeded to hit the floor. A dozen or so model-esque Companion-Bots were placed around the store posed in unique positions. They were all either sporting sexy outfits or in a couple of instances, nothing at all.

He found Kimberly at the far side of the store staring at a brunette model on a podium, a half dozen or so feet high, whose lively backside was facing towards him. He admired the floor model's soft elegant curves as he walked up to see what had captured Kimberly's attention. Arthur gasped as he turned and faced the floor model head on. There standing on the podium, fully nude and looking all too familiar was Kimberly. She stood with a hand on her hip, leaning slightly forward with her buoyant breasts accentuated. Arthur had seen this positioning before.

He looked back to his own Kimberly whose stance perfectly mirrored that of the display Kimberly in front of her. Her large round eyes stared blankly ahead at her identical twin Companion-Bot.

"Kimberly! Wake up!" He thumped her on the back again, hoping her batteries hadn't failed and that her systems had just momentarily glitched out upon seeing an exact duplicate of herself. "Come on Kimberly, I need you!" He double clicked the recessed button behind her ear, internally praying that she was just experiencing another minor operational hiccup.

"Did someone say they needed me?"

Arthur turned to face the the recognizable voice of the nude store-display Kimberly, who he gathered had apparently activated at the mention of her name.

"Did someone say the needed me?" She repeated herself with exact timing and pronunciation, this time leaning forwards and pushing her upper arms against each other to squeeze her generous breasts together.

"Did someone say they needed me?" She repeated the measured phrase a third time, now pushing the smooth mound of her precision-engineered sex out and running her hands up and down her glossy thighs.

Arthur stepped towards her with genuine curiosity. "Uhh Yes. I did."

The display Kimberly blinked several times before squatting down to reduce the vertical distance between them. Actuators embedded within her hips, knees, and ankles whined profusely as she lowered herself, years of neglected maintenance and missed tune-up sessions now audibly apparent to Arthur.

"What's your name?"

"Arthur."

"What can I do for you...Arthur?"

"Can I ask you how you're still charged?"

Show-floor Kimberly pivoted 180 degrees, once again displaying a rear view of her slim, nude figure. Her whole frame rattled and buzzed with each choppy movement. Arthur was concerned she was going to come apart right there on the podium.

"I'm currently plugged..." Her voice twisted with digital artifacting "...in-in-in." Her head clicked sharply to the right, apparently nudging some component into correct alignment. "I'm currently plugged in to the store's independent graphene battery matrix!" She smiled brilliantly.

A thin black cable snaked up the back of her smooth left leg disappearing under her gluteal fold. She reached back and lifted her cheek, exposing the well disguised port where the charging cable terminated. "My power induction coils keep overheating, so until they're fixed they just leave me charging manually. I feel so naked with my charging cord un-spooled and outside my body all the time." She smiled coyly, batting her eyelashes with programmed cuteness before shrugging her shoulders with a slight but audible mechanized hum. "But what's a girl like me to do?"

"Hey Kimberly?"

"Yes...Arthur?"

"How does one access and un-spool your charging cord when its fully recessed and your charging port is closed?"

"One needs only to ask!" She licked her glistening cherry-blossom lips "You can ask me anything you know?" Her soft voice hung on the word 'anything'.

"What if you were offline or your batteries were dead?"

"Well you would open my Dermal Lumbar Panel and engage the manual release located on the back of my vertebrae support column."

"And where is that?" Arthur asked quizzically.

The floor-model Kimberly smiled alluringly, "Come up here and I'll show you." Her main CPU was expertly blending her sales software and adaptive behavioral algorithms to sell Arthur on her model, and her systems reveled in her success as Arthur climbed up and onto the podium.

She popped her Dermal Lumbar Panel off in a flash and grabbed Arthur's hand. She guided it deep within the gap in her artificial SynthSkin. "Here. Feel that?" she breathed.

Arthur felt two things. First was a thin but sturdy beam running vertically up Kimberly's plastic frame that he took to be her artificial spine. Second was the display Kimberly's cushioned derriere firmly pushing against his crotch. "Yeah, I feel it."

"Reach around it for a switch. You should feel it click."

Arthur triggered the manual release.

"Now that would normally do it. But, you can't release it my charging cable since is already un-spooled silly!

She spun around, grabbing Arthur's head and bringing him in for a kiss. She paused suddenly, her face only inches away from Arthur's. She blinked her eyes lazily several times, her ruby lips pursed. For the first time, he noticed the slight covering of dust that was all over floor-model Kimberly's body. She un-paused and stepped backwards. "Excuse me...Arthur. I need to go top off my fluid reserves!"

She stylishly pirouetted and bent down to unplug her power cable from an outlet neatly disguised near the back of her podium. Her servomotors again clamored and whined at the movement. Once removed, she cleverly folded the prongs of her charging plug flat and compact, and tugged on the the cable where it exited from beneath her shapely ass cheek. Smoothly, the cable retracted up and into the camoflauged port where it disappeared into its housing embedded within the upper portions of her plastic thigh.

Display Kimberly walked to the edge of the podium. "I can top my systems off with some of the stuff from over there." She pointed towards a nearby wall stocked with boxes, jugs, pouches, reservoirs, bladders, and cartons. She looked at Arthur and winked, "I'll be right back!"