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The Upgrades	By : juneauej Category: +M through R > Mega Man Views: 9586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 12
Roll stood on a grassy field with slight hills and valleys. A slight breeze ruffled the one or two blond hairs straying out of her ponytail.
She had no idea where she was. She had no memory of this place and couldn't locate it using geographic markings, such as terrain shape or sun position.
"Hello?" she called out. "Is anyone here?"
The last thing she remembered clearly was sitting next to Dr. Light. After that, everything was hazy bits and pieces floating in her mind. She knew what had happened, but couldn't recall it.
Rock walked up the hill, his black, mussed hair waving in the wind. He was not in armor, but a matching color scheme of shirt and pants. "Roll?"
"Rock? Where are we... what are we doing here?"
"I don't know. This isn't any place I've ever been. And I feel strange. Like I'm overly corporeal, if that makes any sense."
"I do too. Even this place. It seems real, but just a little outside real. Like it's too good to be true."
"Pretty close," said a third voice nearby. Protoman appeared, walking up the other side of the hill. He was also bereft of battle armor, but wore sunglasses in lieu of his helmet. "It is real. But only in a way we perceive."
"Blues? What are you doing here?" Roll asked.
"And what are you talking about?" Rock asked.
"Good, doesn't appear to be any pre-cog cycles lost," Protoman said. "We're in a construct -- at least humans would call it that -- that runs simulated data through our CPU cycles. It's hard to explain without revealing its exact nature. And if I do that, it loses some of its charm. Think of it as an astral projection into shared dreamspace."
"Then shouldn't we be able to sense that? I can't use any of my trackers or scanning equipment," Mega Man said.
"Suffice it to say, everything's been 'dumbed down'. However, the upside is that brings us a closer approximation to humanity, since we no longer have physical bodies."
Mega Man touched his chest, examined his arm. "Hair? I have arm hair. I never had that before." Protoman smirked as he watched them. Rock plucked at the wispy black hairs. "And it hurts. I mean, it hurts-hurts. Not in a force-feedback way. I can feel abstract pain."
"I have veins. And skin marks." Roll pulled her shirt open. "And breasts. I mean, real breasts. They look real, they have imperfections. There are hair follicles. One is slightly bigger than the other. And..." She dug her hand down the back of her pants.
She had everything. Every protrusion and orifice. No substitutions. "What happened? Are we human?" Roll asked.
"Simulated human. Close to it as you can get, in a stateless virtual space. You get the whole package. Physicality, hormones, sensations. It's all there."
"But it's an illusion," Roll half-said, half-asked.
"Depends how you interpret illusion," Blues replied. "I know I can't tell the difference. This feels like it's been my body all my life. That's what's nice about this place. It's our own little world. Separate from humanity's taboos and societal morals. They won't ever get in here. They can't judge us, can't see us. And we won't ever leave," Protoman said. "We can't. What's done is done. But now we have what we wanted."
"Blues, what are you saying?" Mega Man asked.
"I'm saying," Protoman took off his sunglasses. For the first time, Mega Man and Roll saw his sharp blue eyes. "That we're free."
Roll glanced to him, then back to Mega Man. "I guess... I guess he's right."
"We can do everything we couldn't do before," Mega Man shrugged. "The limits are gone. We can explore ourselves how we never could in reality."
"We can have sex the way we were meant to. Naturally. Normally. Like humans."
Roll placed a hand on Rock's cheek. "Become one family again," she said. "Without anyone judging us."
She pressed her lips against his, and they kissed. Her tongue moved around his. Instead of mechanically operating her body, her body was doing the work for her. She massaged his lips with hers, and could feel so much more sensation. The smell of his skin, the slipperiness of his saliva.
"Hey, can I get in on this action?" Protoman asked. He smirked and raised his eyebrows.
Roll smiled so her dimples disappeared, and approached him. She touched his cheek. "You have beautiful blue eyes," she said.
He shrugged, "No real point to hide them anymore."
"We're all friends here," Mega Man added.
Roll giggled. She clutched his butt and brought him closer in. He had the same smell as his brother. His tongue was a bit faster, more rugged.
Rock joined the two of them. Roll held each of them by the back of their heads and squeezed their unruly hair. She kissed one, then the other. They engaged in a triple kiss, faces and sloppy tongues enraptured with each other.
Mega Man moved on to her long, smooth neck, sucking it with a blissful intensity. Roll was being kissed like a real woman. Protoman continued, rubbing his hands around her torso, her breasts.
Overwhelmed by the new sensations, Roll took off her shirt, revealing her black lace bra. She leaped at Protoman, while her other brother continued to caress her. It felt so good to have the family back together again. All she wanted to do was get closer.
Protoman cupped her cheek with one hand and buried the other in her loose blond hair. She could feel heat coming from his body -- real, warm heat in waves of lust. He nibbled her lips, then ended the kiss and looked into her lust-glazed eyes. Although he seemed to know what to do physically, he was a little less experienced with the cues during sex.
Mega Man, on the other hand, had no problem. He lowered himself to his knees and shuffled off Roll's pants. Roll tensed with anticipation. He took a deep breath and buried his face in her ass. Roll lurched forward, tightening her cheeks, taken by the suddenness of it.
"Does that feel good?" Rock asked.
The sparkling stimulation of her anal rim distracted her. "Yes," she said, turning her head. "It feels so good. Thank you."
Roll embraced Protoman. They kissed again. Trails of drooling lust escaped the corners of their mouths and wet her skin. With gentle kisses, Protoman descended down her chin to the valley between her breasts. His hot breath fogged her chest and belly. She reached inside his pants and felt for his member. It was already swollen and firm.
Mega Man decided to help his brother out. Still face-deep in her ass, he reached for her bra buckle, without looking, and unclasped it in one snap. The black straps sprang away. Roll pulled it the rest of the way off. Blues kneaded them like divine bread dough.
She pulled Protoman's dick out of his pants. It was more spear-shaped than Mega Man's. Pointier, stream-lined, but just as long. Roll never knew they could differ in shape so much, but it looked just as delicious.
Protoman finally got to his knees and nosed her damp yellow fluff. Roll whipped her head back. One boy at her front, the other at her rear -- this was what bliss was like. She placed her hands on Protoman's head.
"Don't ever stop," she whispered. "Both of you. Don't ever-" She squealed as her feelings reached a peak. She tightened her shoulders and petrified.
Mega Man kept licking, teasing the wrinkly knot of her asshole. Her crevice widened with each flick.
"Oh god, I just want a piece of..." Roll trailed off, her carnal emotions getting the better of her. She pushed Protoman gently down into the grass.
He sat on his elbows, and spread his legs. Roll dove on his cock, slurping away at the thickness inside her cheeks. Her head bobbed up and down on his prodder.
"Hey, I know he's new, but where's my love?" Mega Man asked jokingly.
Roll grinned, and returned to her knees. As if he knew what to do, Protoman stood. Roll kneeled in-between them and grabbed both of their dicks, one in each hand. She kissed the tip of Mega Man's, then lubed it all the way down with her spit. With the other hand she jerked off Protoman.
Protoman stared down at her with bright blue eyes, holding his base out to her. Mega Man threw back his head and closed his eyes.
After a while, she switched to mouthing him while she squeezed her other brother.
"God, I want it so bad," she said. "I think I want both of you inside me at the same time."
Mega Man raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure you can handle it?"
"Yeah, I think I can," she said.
Mega Man lay on the cool grass. His shaft waggled back and forth.
First she laid squarely on Mega Man's cock -- it glided into her gaping hole -- and settled in a deep saddle. No problem there. She bent forward, looking him in the eyes.
"Hi," she said.
"Hi," he replied. In that moment, everything was forgiven.
Protoman lined up behind her. She lifted her rump in the air, giving him an easier target. He held his greasy cock with one hand and aimed.
When the tip touched Roll's little star, she braced herself. It was so tight she was afraid she might turn him away at the entrance.
Once he made contact, he held her hips and pushed forward, millimeter by millimeter. Her rim expanded outrageously as the head pushed past.
"Oh! Oh my god. Eee-"
"Are you okay?" Protoman asked, about to pull back.
"No! No, keep going." To emphasize this, she pushed her loins ever so slightly against his.
Protoman thrust forward again, this time managing to get halfway through. Roll panicked. Her knuckles turned white as she felt his cock enter a place it was not meant to go, and too quickly. "Oh my god! Oh my god!"
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mega Man asked.
"Yes," she said. "I can do it. I want you both. I want to be together again."
Mega Man smiled and wrapped his arms around her. She relaxed her torso on top of Rock, letting her breasts press against him.
Protoman grabbed her gorgeously shaped ass and drove forward. Her taut little cheeks trapped his shaft in her deep cavern. He was all the way in now -- the circumference of her ass gripped him all the way around. He stopped to let her adjust.
"I'm good," she said, panting. She was equal parts thrilled and scared. Stimulation of all kinds ran through her body -- fear, exhilaration, joy. "Just go real slow to start."
The feeling of being overfilled was sublime. Mega Man grabbed her breasts from under and suckled them as Protoman ground into her. His thrusts joggled Mega Man's cock as well. She could feel them both inside her, pressing against each other.
Now that both her brothers were inside her she cut loose, letting them bounce her around in rhythmic ecstasy. It felt so good to have warm flesh in there. One cock in her pussy, one in her ass -- she felt fulfilled.
"Oohhhh, fuck," she said. "Yessss... that's fucking good," she said. Her mouth dropped and her eyes rolled up. She was drowning in a pool of pleasure.
Protoman held her hips and pounded over and over again. Roll grinded on Mega Man's cock, and Mega Man pushed his hips into hers. "Do it, baby. Do it," he said.
She gripped her brother's shoulders as Protoman hunched over her. For the first time she felt whole. They did too. Three separate beings becoming one.
They rocked forth ever faster, their cocks stiff as wood. She was totally out of control. She had never felt this way, ever.
"Oh god," Protoman said. "I've got to stop. I'm going to-"
"Yes, cum in my ass," Roll said, delighted she had an ass to cum into. "Both of you," she panted. "Cum in me... *gasp* at the same time... I want... to feel you both... my brothers..."
Both of them jackhammered her. Protoman came first. The strange pouch of her ass filled up with hot, wet liquid. Squealing through pursed lips, she tensed her asshole around his cock, as if trying to milk the cum from Protoman's balls. He yelled as the rush of orgasm overwhelmed him.
Mega Man, still playing with her breasts, stuffed his face inside them, then arched his back. His spunk filled her willing pussy, spasm after spasm.
That was too much -- the idea of both of their juices inside her, now running against her thighs -- it forced her over the edge. She felt like a conduit between the two of them -- a healing bridge that made the three of them into one person. Her pelvis glided back to the cock in her ass, and forth to the cock in her pussy.
The throes of ecstasy took hold. Her voice drew high. Petals of an orgasm opened and blossomed into the biggest rush she'd ever felt. It built like a shaking volcano inside her. Then, all at once, she was erupting. She came so hard she soaked the front of Mega Man. Clear fluid dribbled off the curve of his hips.
Finally, Roll collapsed on top of Rock. Protoman collapsed on top of her. She kissed Mega Man, then turned to kiss Protoman. She laid her head down and closed her eyes, a wide smile on her face.
"Thank you," she said, to no one in particular.

The CPU usage on the construct box spiked, then petered out to almost nothing. That was the signal.
Dr. Light powered down the machine. He had no idea what was going on in there, and didn't want to know. It was their playground. In a few days, the construct would fade, lose power, and their essences would dissipate into the world wide network. And that's how they wanted it.
Light turned away, back to the computer console. The AI had finished uploading and compiled successfully. The whole thing took up most of his free space. If he was going to do anything with it, he'd have to get new equipment.
Light stroked his beard as he stared at the "Save Project As..." prompt box. Would he be working on it? Would he bother? What else would he do with his time?
He had two choices: stay in the house, devoid of occupants, or crack this new puzzle. If he bothered giving the AI a body, it couldn't be like his old models. It would have to be new enough to process the throughput, and tough enough to handle it. Some of the people at the convention had given him ideas -- new advancements for robotics, especially that rep from Hayatom Inc., and the fellow working on the new titanium alloy.
Light shrugged. He might as well see where it led.
The prompt box waited. Light tapped lightly on the keyboard. He was always so bad at inventing with names and project codewords. But he couldn't stare at the screen forever, stuck on something insignificant.
"Project X", he typed.
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