N4T4L1A M84U

Natalia's systems were so busy running internal debuggers and detailed program-error analyses that her processors weren't even aware of the waitresses' approach. Even if she had been aware, her connection to the restaurant's over-the-air network link had errored out and she would be unable to warn the waitress about the spilled water.

Cooper saw all of this happening and tried calling out to waitress in warning. However, his calls were too late. The waitress-bot's methodical stride put the stiletto heel of her right pump in the middle of the spilled water. She slid briefly before falling forwards, her complex gyroscopic subsystem failing spectacularly in the process causing her to flail erratically. The drinks flew into the air and she fell straight into the edge of the table knocking her face plate loose and leaving her convulsing on the floor. The actuators behind her face plate, now visible, fired and relaxed at irregular intervals.

Two of the air-born drinks spilled onto Natalia's left arm; the vodka-tonic mixture quickly dissolving away the makeup covering her serial number. She immediately tried covering the visible numbers with her opposite hand, hoping Cooper's father was too busy looking at the writhing, malfunctioning waitress-bot to notice her slip up.

Cooper reacted impulsively, he had seen what happened and could read the look of concern on Natalia's face. With haste, he grabbed Natalia's arm and urged her upwards from her seat. He got up following Natalia and shouted back to his father, "We're gonna grab something from the car Dad, we'll be right back!" With a hand still on her very feminine arm, he guided her slowly through the restaurant. He noticed how warm she felt, much warmer than usual.

"Nat, relay me your current processing load and available capacity."

Natalia paused for a moment, just in front of the bar, as her internal query system pinged his question. She unintentionally paused just long enough for Cooper to bump into the spongy softness of her butt cheeks. She turned to him, now biting her lip, a new development. With a slight artificial twinge to her voice she replied, "An estimated 2.23 terabytes of my RAM are currently being used out of an available 2.88 terabytes."

Cooper grimaced, "Damnit! That's why you feel so warm Nat. Can you kill any non-pertinent programs?"

Natalia again froze momentarily, her eyes staring ahead glossily, at nothing. She quickly regained her composure, "All programs are currently non-responsive to my internal query system. My temperature readouts are high but within my operating limits..." With a harsh snap her faceplate contorted into an utterly inhuman position. Another abrupt crack and it returned to an alluring, seducing look, "You make me so hot Cooper..." She reached greedily towards the crotch of his pants and pushed the soft weight of her malleable breasts against his chest, "I want you to fuck me outside my operational limits, I'm so-so-so-so hot-hot-hot for you!"

Cooper, in fear of being discovered, quickly scanned his surroundings. He soon realized that all of the bots within the restaurant were behaving erratically.

Just behind him at the bar, the busty read-head N4T4L1A_M84U unit was spilling her cleavage onto the counter-top. Her pale blemish-less breasts layed flat against the granite, the various layers of silicone and gel within her bosom contouring to the surface. One man at the bar with phone in hand was obviously enjoying it and encouraging her behavior to continue. Cooper urged Natalia towards the exit.

Just inside of the entrance, an Asian N4T4L1A_M84U sat feverishly rubbing her artificial clit while laying against the hostess stand. With her legs splayed wide, her soft synthetic labia was easily visible from beneath her skirt. Lubricant pumped out steadily and was forming a small pool on the ground beneath her. The hostess' eyes were blinking rapidly. Cooper could smell the tell-tale aroma of the N4T4L1A_M84U's pungent arousal fluid.

Slowly piecing everything he had witnessed together, Cooper pulled Natalia out the restaurants door. She was latched onto him, panting, digging her nails into his back through the fabric of his shirt. She breathed into his ear, "Coop. My tight-tight-tight-tight little plas-plas-plas-plastic pussy wants to feel your dick so-so-so-so bad-bad-bad-bad." Moaning with urgency, she continued, "I need you!".

It was now raining heavily, and the Natalia's white romper top soon clung to her slim figure. Cooper, still somehow un-phased by Natalia's repeated attempts at engaging him sexually, pulled her around the corner and stuffed her into his parked car. He exhaled deeply before following her in. Behind tinted windows in the dark and mostly empty parking lot his fear of Natalia being discovered by his parents was slightly eased.

In the back seat of his car, Natalia immediately peeled her romper top up and over her head. Cooper was already fighting back an erection and seeing her unrestrained silicone-polymer C cups was not helping. When she quickly began removing her summer dress bottoms Cooper attempted to seize control.

"Nat, initialize shut-down sequence 51N9L8."

With her bottoms halfway peeled off and her perfectly tanned full-bodied ass exposed, she froze. She blinked erratically and Cooper picked up on the sounds of her already taxed processors whirring up in intensity. He put a hand to her slender waist. He could feel her buzzing, and combined with how hot she felt, Cooper began to worry about his sexbot girlfriend's well-being.

Natalia continued to idle with no indication that she was making any progress in executing the verbal shut-down sequence issued to her. She had never frozen for this long before and Cooper began to panic. He reached for her manual ON/OFF button, a small and cleverly hidden flesh colored disc behind her right ear. This button was only to be used in emergencies where it would immediately cut all voltage output from her sophisticated set of graphene batteries embedded within her magnesium-alloy chassis. This instant loss of power often corrupted data streams in N4T4L14-M84U memory banks requiring extensive maintenance where the subsystem was either completely scrubbed or in many instances replaced completely.

Cooper knew all this and was about to proceed regardless, when with his finger hovering over the button, Natalia un-froze. She turned to Cooper with her faceplate calm and serene. Her full, soft lips parted and in a casual, friendly voice she spoke up, "Shut-down sequence 51N9L8 can not be found. I do not understand your request."

Instantly, with a frenzied whiz of embedded servo-motors within her face's plastic architecture, her face-plate scrunched up unnaturally. Cooper winced. With a sharp crack it reset itself into it's most seductive template. Her pouty lips, high cheekbones, cute upturned nose, and alluring eyes all combined to prove too much for Cooper to handle.

"Maybe I can fuck this crazy behavior out of you!" He grabbed Natalia's delicate hand and placed it on the seam of his pants. Her agile fingers gingerly grabbed for his stiff erection. She found it and smiled beguilingly. With machine-life efficiency she finished removing her bottoms before taking off Cooper's pants and boxers for him.

With graceful movement, Natalia straddled him and began grinding her artificial pussy against his rigid member. Cooper could feel her wetness through the fabric of her lace thong, her soft pliable lips bending around the tip of his erection. With his back firmly against the seat, Cooper reached up and grabbed Natalia's full, pert breasts. He kneaded the soft flexible mammary, her plastic nipples hard with simulated arousal.

Natalia moved her face down and nuzzled it against Cooper, her warm and yielding lips soon engaging with his own. They kissed with increasing urgency, Natalia's soft tongue aggressively pressing into Cooper's mouth.

Still engaged in a sensual kiss, Natalia's complex sexual performance bus prompted her systems to engage in intercourse. She stealthily dipped a hand below her waist where she moved her thong to the side and slid Cooper's throbbing erection into her slick, plastic vagina.

Natalia's warm walls glided up and down the sides of Cooper's manhood as she expertly pistoned up and down. He buried himself deep within the pliable folds of her pussy. Scientifically formulated lubricant was heated in an external reservoir from where it was slowly pumped into her synthetic vaginal canal.

The sexbot moaned as Cooper thrust into her again and again, her thousands of sensors embedded within the lining of her plastic-elastomer walls flooded her Main CPU with the stimulating data. Bracing her hands against her lover's chest she moaned, "Mmm tell me how hot-hot-hot I am!".

Natalia pistoned up and down expertly, riding Cooper with methodical precision that was bringing him close to the edge. She moaned, her voice clipping with digital distortion, "Mmm fuck me Coop-Coop-Coop!". Her soft vaginal walls gripped and clenched Cooper's throbbing manhood. They pumped and pumped, her snatch continuing to tighten and fill with lubricant as she anticipated Cooper's climax.

She initiated her own orgasm subroutine, her sophisticated out-of-the-box sexware combining with her several months of logged intercourse sessions with Cooper to expertly predict his oncoming orgasm and execute her own in parallel. Cooper found this highly erotic and it was one of Natalia's favorite tools for pleasing her lover. She bucked wildly, Cooper's cock penetrating her soft-rubber cavity as rivulets of lubricant dripped down from her flushed sex. The companion-bot's hands moved to his shoulders to steady herself as she continued to straddle him. Cooper moved his hands behind Natalia and squeezed her firm ass feeling the exquisite heat of her precision-engineered curves.

Natalia's RAM was reaching it's maximum capacity as her orgasm subroutine began firing. The issue with her internal debugger hadn't resolved and a deluge of unresponsive subroutines and processes were bogging her system down. Her eyes crossed as her array of processors hitched, buckled, and ultimately failed under the growing computational load.

Cooper continued wildly pumping in and out of Natalia's perfect plastic pussy; in his own throws of orgasm he didn't see or notice his companion bot go limp as her hastily thrown together emergency shut-down protocol initiated. Only several moments after releasing himself within her did Cooper pick up on Natalia's compromised state. He pulled himself out of the inert doll and carefully laid her against the far door. It had all been too much for the M84U's systems.

He pondered what to do before deciding to head back into the restaurant without Natalia and make up some kind of excuse for her absence.

... ... ...

Against the echoing sounds of police sirens approaching, a man ran out the door just as Cooper entered.

Hearing the sirens he yelled, "I didn't mean to do it man! I didn't mean to! I just wanted that bartender to come home with me! I didn't know it would spread to every bot in the place! Fuck!"

Cooper watched the man run down the street before disappearing behind a corner.

He turned and was face to face with his parents. Beth had her hand over her face, "Cooper tell Natasha goodbye for me, I need to get out of this...hell hole." She gestured around to the many malfunctioning bots around the restaurant before stepping outside.

David tapped Cooper on the shoulder and gave him a knowing smile. "So uh, where's Natasha?"

Cooper with a slight panic in his voice replied, "Oh she's in the car...not feeling well you know?"

"Well I hope she feels better," He winked, "I might just have to convince Beth to get one of these N4T4L1A_M84U units for the house, you know a good dealer?"