Robot Curiosity

The Rahzgriz

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((OOC: This open to anyone. This is more open-ended than anything else. -Rahz.))

Background: In a future that is just within our present-day grasp, the world's first fully functional nano-colony robot has just been developed. It's a type of robot made up of billions of microscopic robots, nanobots. Unless viewed at the microscopic level, he looks and appears just like any other Human. [Picture] But through a strange twist of events, he has escaped from his lab, and now roams among the general populace. He knows the basics of acting like a Human, but not "being" a Human, and he seeks to be just that.

I had been roaming about a temporary Human residence facility, a "Hotel" as they called it, and had been surprised to find a door slightly ajar. From what knowledge I knew of Humans, they liked to have privacy, and would not normally leave a door open, even just that little. Even more intriguing than that, was what I heard. It sounded like gutteral moans, ragged breathing, and occasional incoherent words. Someone was making them, but why? I had to find out what would cause a person to make such noises.

I peeked through the door, but could not make out anything more than the hallway wall and the last couple inches of a bed. But by the indentations in the bed, I could tell someone was in it, and was moving. Curiosity overtaking me as more prioritive, I quietly opened the door just enough to slip in. Switching into a more stealthy walking pattern, I eased down the short hallway and peeked around the corner.
 
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I lay sleeping on my bed, curled into the sheets, nude underneath it, my burgundy curls spreading out around my sleeping face, content, dreaming of a lover. A noise from the doorway wakes me from my light sleep, surprised to find an attractive man standing in my doorway I gasp softly "W...what are you doing here?" I stutter out.
 
Kyouto? Kyouto?

Now, where *did* that boy go? I had been monitoring the various nano-creations of the lab, and was surprised when I was ordered to follow and "assist" those units that had "escaped" the lab. As we were merely robots, I suspected that there had to be more than this.

Ah. Excuse me. My name is Lawrence. I'm hardly one of the "human" techology robots. Rather, I'm the nano technology that works on the smaller scale, nestling within the brainwaves to provide and collect sensory information, physical stimulation of the skin, that sort of thing. I also suspect that such a role had "kinky" applications, but my function is not to question.

I did not mind. I floated invisibly in the air awaiting what the "escapee" would say to the human.


Scribe.
 
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"W...what are you doing here?"

I happen upon a young woman in the room, apparently my muffled footsteps were not enough to keep her from waking up. For a moment I just stood there at the corner, simply watching her before stepping out into the open. It would seem my observation failed in providing me with a reason for the sounds, but it was not a total failure, now I knew who was making them at least.

After a few second of what could be classified as "awkward silence", I replied to the woman's question.

"Oh. I didn't mean to disturb you."

That was the only stock answer I had to give her at the moment. Now that I had gotten that out of the way, I could ask her my own questions.

"Why exactly were you making those sounds earlier? I heard you from the hallway."
 
I blushed furiously as he had caught me masturbating earlier that night before I had fallen asleep. Shifting slightly "o..oh, I was just p..pleasuring myself" I say embarassed. I found myself telling this stranger my nightly habits, he had caught me in the act though, so he at least deserved an answer. I cleared my throat, the sheet not leaving much to the imagination as it drapes over my body, hard nipples almost piercing through the fabric. I feel my face flush once again as this complete stranger looks over my body.
 
"Pleasuring yourself....?"

I scratched my head in confusion and continued to stare at the woman. That statement did not make quite as much as much as sense to me as it did to her. I knew Humans liked to be happy, in more ways than one, and always tried to attain such through various methods. But what could she possibly be doing that brought her such, naked in bed no less. My various other senses picked up a spike in her body temperature. Perhaps she was doing something physically demanding.

"So what exactly do you mean by that?"

Wanting to know more, I strode over to the side of the bed she was on and sat down on it. I noticed that her nipples were erect, very apparent through the thin fabric of the bed sheets. That was another mystery. Why were they like that? It was not cold in here, at least not enough for her body to react in that kind of way. I poked on of her nipples throught the fabric.

"And why are these erect? Are you heat intolerant or something?"
 
"Pleasuring yourself....? So what exactly do you mean by that? And why are these erect? Are you heat intolerant or something?"


I blushed as he pressed against my nipples, "pleasure, you know, sexual release" I say, embarassed by my frankness, and wondering how this attractive man could not know what I meant by pleasuring myself. "and, my nipples, they become erect when...when I become aroused" I shifted again, pulling the sheet tighter against my body with him in this close a range to me, embarassed by my nakedness and arousal in front of this stranger.
 
Mmmm... curious indeed. The forthrightedness and frankness of the robot *didn't* make up for its lack of basic human knowledge -- or respect for privacy, for that matter. Then again, as robots, we were never allowed such basic human privileges, were we? I had hoped this encounter would proceed forward, and it seemed it would. But, to make sure, I entered the woman's body, slipped past the brain barrier, and simulated both a weak narcotic, and a mild stimulant. The narcotic was to relax her and accept our robot protagonist. The stimulant was to encourage her to continue what she was doing before he entered. Thankfully, it seemed that his looks were already arousing her, but, as he touched her nipples, I decided to enhance that experience a little, sending little waves of pleasure through her body as he touched her.


Scribe.
 
"Sooo.... People can get a sexual release even when alone?"

I asked no one in particular, really. In fact, I was staring at my own genital region while making this thought. Why my creators installed on me such pseudo-organs was still up in the air for me. My best guess was for secrecy reasons, incase I was captured and my captors figured a robot would not have a reason for having a penis. I stood up for a moment.

"Okay. You're going to have to show me how this works."

Stripping myself nude like her, I figured this might be an interesting learning experience. Sitting back down on the bed in cross-legged fashion, I looked down and actually took my first good look at the phallic organ. Now whether all males were supposed to have so large was a question for another time. I looked back ap at her as I repeated a phrase I heard earlier.

"Uhhh.... I'll show you mine, if you show me yours. I believe that's how it goes."
 
My face flushed in a soft blush and I pushed the sheet down, stripping naked for him. "It's different for men than it is for women" I say. Becoming slightly bolder I grasp onto his shaft, gently stroking it to full hardness. "see, men have a different sexual organ than women do, for a man to pleasure himself he would need to stroke this until a sticky, white fluid comes out of the top, called cum." I explain softly while stroking his rather large phallus, focusing on the ridge at the bottom while the rest of my hand is wrapped around his cock, my fingers barely touching.
 
A number of unexpected responses arose from my body starting when the woman took hold off my member. Perhaps it was because I was finally seeing her fully nude body or maybe simply her seemingly experienced hand on me, but it started rapidly becoming hard and rigid. Once she had that accomplished and was gently stroking me, my head and body started to lull and become kind of limp, the exact opposite of what was happening in my loins. My eyes fluttered and remained half-closed, and I believe a tiny groan escaped my lips without my noticing.

"Oh....... I see....."

A droplet of this white stuff, called cum apparently, formed at the very tip of the shaft. Now I have no idea what induced me into what followed, but I did know I wanted to do this. I leaned towards the woman and outstretched an arm and hand towards her.

"So it's all about simulating real insertion, huh?"

With that, I curled my hand and finger over her womanhood. Using my index and ring fingers, I parted her lips and plunged my middle finger into her folds. Once inside her, I poked and prodded all about her, all while moving the finger in and out.
 
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