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My father started Ero-Tech when it originally called Love Dolls. He started with a loan from an uncle, bought an old factory, and started producing sex toys. Gradually he moved towards things like inflatable dolls. When the computer became more commercially available, he was quick to tap into that market and start making 'smart dolls', ones that would interact with their loves. It was rigid and limited in their vocabulary and range of movement. However, that was the base of where Ero-Tech, or Erotic Technologies, came from.

My father passed away shortly after the latest in a line of sex machines came out. He called them 'Love Dolls' after his original company.

These Love Dolls were top of the line, he bragged. And it was true. They had advanced AI, articulated range in both movement, vocabulary, emotions, and others. They were damn near lifelike.

Father would implant a bit of human brain tissue into the computer. Through this, and more complicated means, it would give the Love Doll a more 'human touch'. The tissue was volunteered by donors.

No two Love Dolls were exactly the same, and they were custom ordered. They would start out as nothing more than binary code, programmed by our tech guys according to the specs of the customer. Perhaps a client would want a male Love Doll that was intelligent, savvy, and love pie. They would implement this into the coding. The computers were learning computers, meaning they would adapt to their environment. If a client didn't like to be tickled, the Love Doll would remember this and not do it again. A Love Doll couldn't commit what are knowingly crimes, like being ordered to attack another person, but it could be programmed to defend a client if need be.

When the coding was done, we progressed to the creation of the body. Again, they were tailor made. A client could want a perky 21 year old blonde girl that looked like the babysitter, with perky breasts and firm bubble butt. Or they want a black bull, an Adonis with a cock 16 inches long. I'm not going to judge the desires of our clients. The flesh was a trade secret, but it could sweat and had hair that would grow back.

The Love Dolls were so damn near lifelike that we had a debate with a Senate Committee over their concerns that these would be used for infiltration or other illicit means. Fortunately it didn't go beyond a meeting with them. The Love Dolls couldn't be used for such means as any attempt to modify or hack the internal computer would result in permanent shut down. Still, there's always a way to outsmart a mouse trap.

Our Love Dolls have flooded the streaming services. It was common on sites like PornHub to have our customers, or their friends, being banged thoroughly by our products. One of the largest viewed videos were models with enormous wangs giving clients drenching facials.

One of the first videos I saw was of a nice looking white wife getting together eight Love Dolls for a gangbang. It went on for over an hour and they came like fountains on her. She later sent us a glowing review, saying, "I forgot they were robots at the end of it."

Cyborgs, but another happy customer, I thought.


Looking for a woman to roleplay with. I don't have any specific characters in mind, other than my own. It's an idea that's bouncing around inside my head and wanted to give it a try.
 
While going over a stack of paperwork in my office, there was a knock on the door. My secretary came and delivered a short stack of papers from HR. There was a new employee that would be serving as my intern. My last intern, Mrs. Evergreen, got married and wanted to move to a new state.

This new intern, I was reading, was 22 and a redhead. That appealed to me. Her name was Kimberly Custom and that she would be coming in for a personal interview.

"Let me know when she arrives," I tell Mrs. Pleasant.
 
I arrive for my interview for an intern position at a new tech company a male friend had told me about but not much other than hiring women fresh from college like myself I arrive wearing a lavender button down dress 2" Above the knees nude pantyhose and 2" Strappy white heels the receptionist tells me to go in for interview now.
 
"Ah, yes. Ms. Custom? I hope I have that correct" handing up and hurriedly buttoning up my jacket whilst extending my right hand over the table. "I hope you're doing well," while my eyes look her over carefully. Young and pretty. But best not to let that get in the way at the moment. Looking to hire a new intern to help me with this new line. "Please, have a seat. Can I get you anything?"
 
OOC a bit longer posts for details.. I'll do same

"Its miss Cumstrom yes water is fine" I say in a bubbly friendly tone I see you looking at my 40" Long nylon clad legs but say nothing about it I hand you my resume making small talk as you seemingly are mentally undressing me I play it off and ask more about company as you boldly comment on my long legs and I should relax and undo a few dress buttons...
 
"We're happy to have you on board!" I exclaim while you hand me the resume. Quickly looking it over, I see you start to unbutton your blouse and shiver a bit. "I'm not sure if you've been brought up to speed on our latest line of products, but I'll key you in."

Standing up, I walk around the desk, around Ms. Cumstrom towards a closed bay window. Opening it revealed a portion of the production line. Nothing was moving at the moment, that's because the crew were on break.

"This is the latest in our series of Love Dolls. They're technically cybernetics with the latest in both human and artificial AI. We've making a dozen of them thus far to give them to our testers for evaluation. They're all unique," I smile, turning my head back towards her. "Each one tailor made to their desires." Slowly walking back towards her, a smile on my lips, "We've got one that dressed like a busty bimbo cheerleader. Another that's a black bull," that made my cheeks blush red a bit. "Another that's a busty babysitter."

I keep moving until I'm standing right alongside Ms. Cumstrom as she remains seated. "What I need for you to do, Ms. Cumstrom, is to take in the evaluations of their daily reports and cum...I mean, compile them into useful data and present them to me. You think you can do that?"

"Before you answer that," holding out a hand, "Could I ask...maybe...unbutton your dress? Just a couple of buttons. It's quite warm in her, don't you think?" I say that while my eyes look over her 40' legs wrapped in nude pantyhose, so smooth like porcelain.
 
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I think the request is a bit odd but being a bit naive about most things all I say is "maybe you're right just tense about this interview and it is a bit warm in here" I undo the top two buttons on my dress and accidentally pop open a third one, revealing a hint of the lavender lace bra under it.
" Yes sir I believe I could do that. I am a detailed record keeper and willing to help out my company or in this case potential new company in any way to show I'm as asset to them".
Blushing a bit at some of the description I ask "like one of those sex dolls you see on internet sites? Is that a thing? ".
 
Rather proudly, as I bring my hands together, "Yes! Just like what you see. When we're done here, I'd be happy to show you the production line. Our new models have already reached trial-stage and they're with their testers now."

In my mind I wondered what Cumstrom saw on the streaming sites. There were many kinky videos of our Love Dolls being used for people's satisfaction. Gangbangs, DPs....one cute college girl claimed she lost her virginity to one of our Dolls. It was filmed and streamed.

Cumstrom seemed quite eager and enticing, and her showing off a bit a lace helped solidify her position. If she played her cards right, she might walk away with a job and maybe one of our older model Dolls. Call it a Fringe Benefit.

Staring down at her a moment, a shiver rolled up my spine. Couldn't stare at her for too long. It was against protocol. Didn't want to spend another hour listening to a lecture with HR over sexual harassment because Brian decided that Nicky over in Accounting needed to wear shorter skirts.

"Tell me, Ms Cumstrom, you have a boyfriend?" I asked after nervously clearing my throat.
 
"No I do not just no time with studies and all I guess. The production line and research labs would be cool to see if I get hired" I say with a friendly smile showing my bubbly persona. I go back to sitting down and as I sit I cross my legs not realizing my shift has caused my dress to ride up to mid thigh. Just a few buttons the only thing preventing my long nylon clad legs from being on full display. " What would my job duties be? I am a fast learner and team player. I know these are cliche phrases sir just showing my eagerness for this job seems intriguing and all. Something different ".
 
"For right now, your job will be quite simple. We have several of our latest model of Love Dolls with the testers. They're going to give back daily reports on their evaluations thus far. This will include paperwork and video specs, to ensure everything is in order. What I need you to do, Ms. Cumstrom, is to compile that data into useful bits that we can process and make the necessary corrections. That also means that you're going to have to watch evaluation videos where our testers undergo our directives."

Pausing for a bit, eyes glancing down at her legs, "That would mean you watching what are essentially pornos. We have to ensure that our Love Dolls are able to handle the rigors of our clients and their desires. You'll have to watch as a male Love Doll ejaculates on a female tester and a male tester ejaculates on a female Doll. As long as your not opposed to watching pornos, Ms. Cumstrom.
 
"Ummm no I guess not as l... Long as they are for research and work purposes". My heels click on the concrete floor of the production area. I see many machines and not down stuff in my little notebook that I carry so I can learn as I go along. I ask various questions in regards to sales or potential issues that have come up with any of the dolls.
 
I'm all the more willing to answer her questions as we progress through the production line. "When we get a purchase for a Love Doll," I begin by pointing out a bank of computers, "the desires of the client are first programmed. They take everything into account, and then comes the processing of the brain tissue." I had to turn her about to show the 'incubation' chamber behind us and I blindly reach for her to spin her about. In doing so, I grasp her backside and cup the right butt cheek and give it a slight squeeze, "if you turn about, Ms. Cumstrom, this is the next stage."

In front were three transparent cylinders that were, at the moment, mere mechanical skeletons. Quite frightening in low light. "Next the programming adds the artificial muscle and skin, tone it to acceptable levels, and then add things like eyes and folicles. This is by far the longest process. All the hair on our Love Dolls is real and grown."

"If you follow me," taking her down the line further, hand still cupping her backside, "This is where we have the final stage. The Dolls is transformed, the data added to its Learning Computer and the final touch ups added. Then come basic clothes. When it's done, we give it a trial run. If it's acceptable, we box it and ship it out. This whole process takes roughly 3 months. Long time, but we undergo numerous trial stages."
 
"3 month waiting period seems like a long time in business. Does that help or hurt the demand for this.. Um product. I think nothing of the incidental contact on my backside thinking you are just keeping me clear of the production line so we can view things and not be in the way.
" This whole process seems different yet intriguing. How many other interviews do you have to go through? I am quite interested in the job. Something innovative and out of the box should be every " Fresh out of college " person's dream job. If the internship and advancement opportunities are good that is". I giggle as we move on.
 
I answered her questions while we progressed towards some of the finished dolls that were awaiting being shipped. Hand still on her backside, I smiled, "I would agree, three months is a long wait. However, our coding is what's taking most of the time. It's a trial-and-error system. We've lost many Dolls due to burnout or failure to obey. We've tried to establish a balance between desires and effeciency."

Pausing, I turned her towards one model that was having its artificial skin grafted to the skeleton. "See, the Dolls are programmed to obey within a certain criteria. They'll do sex at an instant, even cook food, or tenderly massage the feet without growing tired. But, some fools have tried previously to manipulate the Dolls to preforming crimes, like armed robbery or rape. They've tried to tinker with the computers. So, we had to stay one step ahead of them and keep upgrading our computers."

"Here, Ms Cumstrom," waving a hand back towards the end of the line. "I'll show you one of our Dolls that's about to leave." This particular one was like an anime model. Petite with flowing blonde hair, blue eyes, and monstrous breasts. She was dressed as a school girl. "Why don't you say hello, Ms Cumstrom"
 
" She looks crazy life like! Impressive " I giggle " Creepy yet cool that they are like that wave of the future I guess". I reach out touching the doll " What material is this? Feels like real skin ". I reach out slowly not knowing how the doll will react since I am not intended client it was programmed for or not sure if all the tests have been quality checked. In any event I am intrigued and awe struck by the tech completely ignoring your hand still on my backside.
 
The Doll reacted to being touched. It was going through the last trial phase before shipping and was still active. The hands of the Doll affectionately reached out and grasped Ms Cumstrom's top and a knee jerk reaction, Ms Cumstrom stepped back. In doing so, a couple more buttons popped from her top.

"Oh, dear!" I gasped with a smile. "Are you allright? Sorry, I thought it was turned off."

The Doll's hands retracted, a smile came to it's half-pursed lips, "I'm sorry if I startled you, ma'am," speaking in a high pitched, youthful voice. "My name is Amanda. I'm 21. Are you my new girlfriend?"

"No, Amanda. This is Ms Cumstrom. She's a potential employee of ours," I said whilst drawing back Ms Cumstrom, cupping her butt cheek once more. "Your new girlfriend awaits you. In the mean time, Ms Cumstrom is going to look you over."

We walk around the suspended Dolls, "Feel free to touch anywhere you want," whispering to her. "It's real-like flesh. You can spank her backside and this one will jiggle!"
 
The top half of my dress, is unbuttoned, a few tore off exposing nearly half of my lacy lavender bra underneath. " Umm I can fix those later" I say figuring the extra cleavage shot may help my interview. We move on checking out a few more dolls I touch one of the dolls in the breast area blushing at how life like everything is. "May we see a male doll or two just to see more of the line. " I ask.
 
"Of course!" I cry. Walking down the line a bit, we stand before one of the Dolls that's about to ship out. It's entirely nude. A 'black bull' as the Client desired. She gave such details in shaping this one, I'd figure it was a copy of a man she desired. It was a lonely house white house wife trying to fill her lonely hours while her husband fretted away somewhere else.

The Doll was 6'3" 220lbs and ripped. Bald head, dark eyes, smooth all around. The kicker was the 16" smooth rod dangling between his legs. When we walked up to the Doll, I could see Ms Cumstrom's eyes widen and cheeks blush.

"Oh, don't be so modest. This is what it's all about" I said before gently nudging her, "Go ahead and touch it. See what happens. It won't react like the previous model"

Her hands reach up and as soon as they touch his smooth skin, the Doll's eyes open, and a brilliant smile comes to its sleep. Assured of this, Ms Cumstrom dolls the weight of his rod in her hands. It's heavy and as she marvels it, the large black hands reach out and open her button down dress the rest of the way, the last of the buttons clattering on the floor and rolling away. The dress is still wrapped around her shoulders, but the flaps are open.

"Oh, dear!" I smile.
 
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Blushing heavily as I hold it closed but not before my lacy bra, a good cleavage shot of my perky and firm 32c chest was on display. Hoping I closed dress before you noticed I was shaved and pantiless under my pantyhose. " Very um life like responses? " I sheepishly giggle trying to change subject back to my initital interview for the job. Thinking to myself the accidental exposure surely has to put me on the short list for the job as you....
 
Her touching the rod alerted the doll that it was being pleasured. The smile persisted as the rod began to harden, drastically lengthening, the tip poking her throat.

Standing beside her and marveling at her embarrassment, I said, "Each Doll has the ability to ejaculate. The male models shoot out an artificial sperm that is both warm and edible, though you can't get pregnant by it. The masters can command how much their lover and shoot out. For female models, they also climax the same way as normal women do. Would you like to see that, Ms Cumstrom?" part of me was eagerly hoping that she would. She was near nude, showing off her natural beauty. All that was left was a cumshot. Though, how would she explain that when she left the building?
 
You offer me the job and say take this doll home to research how it does out of factory. I agree and I head home. About an hour later. Still wearing my dress from earlier, paper clips in place of the buttons I'm in kitchen cooking dinner for me when the doll enters and pins me to counter groping me. I say " Enough doll" But my voice was not programmed into him. He looks, at my chest and says " System scanning. System reports bumps found must investigate " As he....
 
Ms. Cumstrom's bubbly personality won me over in the long run. That and her revealing attire. At the end of the tour, her blushing cheeks and stammering words showed that she greatly admired the Love Dolls on the factory line.

"I'm sure that you'll get this position," I said. Ignoring HR and their hiring practices. I still had final approval.

"Here's what I'll do for you, Ms Cumstrom, I'll send you home one of our older model Dolls. Call it a Fringe Benefit," smiling. Following her rather sheepishly mentioned desires, I had a Doll made for her that was a tall, black, strapping man with a bald head and a wang some 16 inches long. She had some rather typical desires for a single white woman.

When she went home, I went back to my penthouse, turned on the TV and summoned my own Love Doll who sat beside me and watched as the camera's in Ms. Cumstrom's Doll's eyes came on showing it pinning her to the wall and she demanding it let her go.

"Nope. Fuck her," I commanded.
 
I gasp as the doll just says " Must run program to investigate bumps. " With those not only is my dress open. But my bra, after a few tugs gives way and is removed by his strong grip. The large black hands envelope my perky 32C breasts and K figure it's a glitch and just let it play out. Trying not to let on that the attention is turning me on bit, I try to say " Ok doll enough end program".
It does not listen and I hear "rriipp" as my lacy panties are removed. A large cock comes out and next thing I know is my tall slender frame is gently pushed forward as the cock enters my pussy from behind. The doll says must run program as it.....
 
Sitting there, watching the show with smug satisfaction, the camera graced up and down at her tight body, perky chest as she struggled to free herself from its vice-like grip. She was giving it commands, it was not obeying which heightened her fears. Her eyes were wide.

My assistant, Melissa, was standing behind the couch watching with a blank face as Ms. Cumstrom continued to pay at her black bull. Its erection was full by this point, sandwiched between their bodies. The Doll was secreting artificial sweat to make its skin slick and difficult to grasp.

"Are you enjoying the show?" Melissa asked in a gentle voice.

"Oh, yes. Quite" I replied, smug smile still on my lips. "Ms. Cumstrom is proving to be quite the fighter. But, no matter. She'll still want some that dark meat inside of her. Doll, take her to the bed and give it to her doggy."

The Doll grasped Ms Cumstrom by the hips and quickly carried her to the bed, dropping her onto her back on the soft sheets before flipping her over.
 
"Doll stop this is a command". I stammer yet it does not listen, just says must run system test". Next thing I know it is standing behind me as I a m on all fours on my bed and inserts a good size " cock" Inside me and begins pumping my pussy from behind! I am half turned on by the feeling but also half nervous of further glitches not sure what it will do next. It keeps going for like an hour causing me to orgasm several times and pas out from exhaustion.
The next morning I awake and think was that just a vivid dream?
I shower and head back to bedroom to get dressed. The doll awakens pulls my towel from me and pushes me to my back on the bed I'm still wet from shower as it stands over me. I see its " Cock" Come out. I think " Dear Lord is it gonna try to screw me again? This thing is insatiable! " as it........
 
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