Slaves of Cerberus | By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138070 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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"Fu... fuck..."
Erin could hardly speak as she laid limply on her mattress. The sheets below her were soaked with her sweat, and it was an extreme effort on her part to even raise her hand up to lick up the artificial semen Inania had deposited inside her. Erin wasn't exactly sure what the substance was; only that it didn't taste like any cum she had ever sampled in the past. But the smell and taste of it was intoxicating, and Erin couldn't help herself, wiping up as much of the cum dripping out of her pussy as she could and licking up every last drop.
"I am pleased that my efforts at providing you sexual satisfaction were successful," Inania said, her artificial cock moving back into her body as she stood up from the bed.
"'Successful' is one way of putting it," Erin said, smiling lazily at her robotic lover. "Shit, Inania, I never thought it could be as good as the last time, but today was even better. I only wish we had started doing this sooner."
Inania nodded. "I suppose it is a shame, then, that this will be the last time we ever engage in such activities."
"Yeah, a real sha... wait, what?" Erin summoned the effort to sit up in bed, eyes wide in shock. "What are you talking about? Why is this the last time?"
Inania turned to face Erin. "I apologize if this comes as a surprise. But as you know, a VI has a limited number of CPU cycles to work with. And currently, many of my cycles are being focused on other matters. To such a degree that I would not be able to continue pleasing you properly until such matters are settled."
"Hey, whatever matters those are, we'll deal with them," Erin responded, a little desperately at the thought of losing her artificial lover. "Tell me what's going on, Inania, and I'll do whatever I can to take care of it."
The AIU unit paused for a moment, computing something. "I suppose you could be of assistance, Miss Crooks," Inania finally said. "I was programmed to protect the lives and well-beings of all Cerberus members, you see. And recently, after some studies of the Normandy's blueprints and schematics, I have discovered 10,281 safety protocols that are currently being broken by the Normandy in its current condition."
"Really?" Erin asked. "I would have expected Shepard to run a tighter ship than that."
"It is understandable. Many of the safety breaches are minor, and would only result in loss of personal in 0.00052% of cases," Inania responded. "But combined together, I am afraid that all of these deficiencies are occupying much of my mental processes."
Erin nodded frantically, sliding across her bed to sit on the edge of the mattress. "Okay, okay, we can fix this. You just give me a list of the safety problems and tomorrow I'll go perform some maintenance. Once we get all of those things fixed, then we can go back to... you know."
"Yes, Miss Crooks, I do know what you are referring to," Inania responded. "But I'm afraid that will not be sufficient. I mean no offense to your maintenance skills, but many of these safety breaches are so minute in scale that they could not be detected by the human eye. In order for them to be repaired properly, I would need to perform this maintenance personally."
"You... personally?" Erin said, doubt crossing her face. "I dunno, Inania. It's not that I don't trust you, but... well, the boss ladies might not like it if they heard I let an AIU mess around with the Normandy."
"But it wouldn't just be an AIU doing the repairs, Miss Crooks," Inania said.
Erin looked confused. "It wouldn't?"
"No, it would be an AIU..." Inania started to say, before walking over to Erin on the end of the mattress, sitting down next to her, and reaching a hand down between the human woman's thighs, "... who can do this to you."
"Inania, what... OOOHHHHH!" Erin cried out, as Inania's hand began to violently vibrate against her pussy. Even after cumming twice already today, the feeling of Inania's buzzing fingers against her twat was immediately sending Erin off to another violent climax. Just as Erin was about to cum, the metallic fingers suddenly withdrew from between her legs, and she let out a frustrated moan.
"But without being able to go in and repair these issues myself, I am afraid I would not be able to concentrate on pleasing you properly, Miss Crooks," Inania said, a hint of regret in her robotic voice. "And my programming will not allow me to perform any function at less that 100% capacity. So unless you were to allow me to make those repairs..."
"Yes," Erin immediately gasped. "I'll do it, Inania. I'll get you onto the Normandy. First thing tomorrow, I swear. Just please... please don't stop..."
Inania nodded and stood up from the bed. "I am pleased you have seen reason, Miss Crooks. Once we start working tomorrow, I cannot imagine it will take us more than a week or so to perform the necessary repairs."
"'Us'? I thought you said you had to do the repairs yourself," Erin said, squirming at the end of the mattress.
"Indeed. I suppose I should elaborate more on my recent activities," Inania said, walking over to the door to Erin's quarters. "In an attempt to offload some of my programming cycles, I have replicated my memory banks and protocols onto several of the other AIUs currently active on Adamanthea Station. While it did not resolve the situation, it should make the process of completing these repairs much more efficient."
"Inania, what are..." Erin started to say, before Inania opened the door. And into the quarters walked two more AIU units, identical to Inania, who walked over to the bed and stood shoulder-to-shoulder in front of Erin.
"I thank you for providing your assistance, Miss Crooks," said the first AIU unit, speaking in Inania's voice.
The second AIU, her voice also the same as Inania's, spoke immediately after the first. "As a way of thanking you for this accommodation, I... that is to say, we... have managed to offload some of our programming cycles temporarily, in order for devote the current focus of our operations to one single task."
"And what task is..." Erin's words were cut off with a gasp, as the two AIUs in front of her deployed their cocks. The massive phalluses bobbed in front of Erin's face, and her eyes went wide. "Uh... I'm not sure if..." she stammered, scooting herself back on the bed as the two AIU units got down on the mattress and crawled in her direction. "This might be a little much, Inania..."
"Do not worry, Miss Crooks," said the first AIU unit, before leaning down to run her synthetic tongue along Erin's nipple.
"Your pleasure is currently our top priority," said the second unit, crawling between Erin's legs and aiming the head of her cock at Erin's twat.
"I... I... OH FUCK YES!" the cries could be heard out in the hallway for almost an hour afterward.
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