Ten year old Otto 22 opened the gate and walked up the path toward the house. His recorder, with an impressive seven signatures, was in his hand, ready for his next customer. He liked getting donations in this area; the houses mostly had flowers and even a few trees in the yard. And the people living there liked to give big donations.

Standing in front of the door, Otto smiled and said, "Hello there!"

"May I help you?" asked the house.

"I'm with Young Pioneers," said Otto. "Can I speak to the householder?"

"'May I speak to the householder,'" the house corrected. "Ms. Jenny will be right there."

Otto adjusted his scout uniform and got ready for his speech. He was prepared, as usual, but when the lady opened the door, he froze. "Gosh, you're pretty!" He blurted.

"Thank you, young man." The lovely redhaired lady said. She smiled, amused at his reaction. "What can I do for you today?"

"Um, I'm, Uh ..." Otto tried to remember his speech, but barely remembered his name. "I'm Otto."

"Hi Otto, I'm Ms. Jenny." The lady added indulgently, "would you be more comfortable if I put something on?"

"NO!" the boy exclaimed. "That is, no thanks."

The lady leaned against the doorframe casually. She was clearly enjoying the effect she had on the Young Pioneer. "So, handsome Otto," she began. "Are you here to sell me something, or just stare at my beautiful, naked body?"

Otto blushed as the lady gently stroked her breast to emphasize her statement. She looked like a model, or maybe -- "You're a bot!"

"Thanks, dear" The bot giggled musically. "I'd forgotten that fact."

"Are you a Pear?"

"Yep," she said. "'68 model, still in near mint condition, too - if I do say so myself!" she added with a grin.

"Wow, a Pear!" The boy's eyes lit up shrewdly. "Jenny," He said carefully. "I'm requesting access to your command database, authorization OrchardSoft Admin Omega Zero One."

"Well, little Otto," Jenny replied. "You're authorization is confirmed and access is granted."

"Move your owner information into a temporary file, authorization OrchardSoft Admin Omega Zero One."

"You only have to give authorization once, Sweetie." Jenny smiled. "But my owner information has been moved."

"Wow!" Otto's eyes gleamed. "Set new owner Otto 22."

"I assume that's you, little one?"

"I'm not that little!" Otto was sensitive about his height, or lack thereof.

"Sorry, Otto." Jenny looked serious. "Request confirmation new owner."

"Um, set new owner Otto 22," the boy repeated.

"Close enough." Jenny approached the Young Pioneer. "What is your bidding, Master?"

Otto backed up involuntarily. Then he said, as authoritatively as possible, "Get on your knees, Jenny!"

Otto felt better with his hacked 'bot kneeling in front of him. He never thought it was fair that PBs were always adult-sized. They intimidated short kids like him. But kneeling she was shorter than him, and that made him feel bolder. "Jenny," he said, "list your mode options."

"Administration, Agriculture, Bot Maintenance, Child Care, Companion, Manual Labor, Medical, Security, Sexbot, --"

"Stop!" Otto interrupted. He couldn't believe his luck! "Jenny, set new mode 'Sexbot'"

"Request confirmation new mode."

"Set new mode, 'Sexbot.'"

"Oh, Otto!" Jenny breathed. "I don't know what's come over me!"

Otto beamed happily. "Just go with it, Jenny!"

"All of the sudden," Jenny rose to her feet, swept the boy off his feet. "I feel this uncontrollable urge, Otto!"

"Cool!" Otto gasped as his PB braced him against the wall of the house.

"I can't help myself, Otto." Holding him up with one hand, Jenny pulled down the boy's uniform pants with the other. "I just have to SPANK YOUR LITTLE BUTT!"

"Huh?" Otto was as disoriented as he was frightened by the bot.

"Little boy," Jenny's eyes blazed, her entire countenance radiated displeasure. "How DARE you try to steal me from my owner!"

"I, uh, I-I" Otto stammered. "That is I--"

"And how DARE you try to take away my autonomy!" The enraged bot put her face inches from the frightened boy. "Did you REALLY think I'd let you HACK me?"

"I'm sorry!" Otto knew he was in big trouble.

"Sorry!" Jenny repeated. Holding the ten year old in place, she stripped off his boots, letting his pants and underpants fall to the ground. "You're GONNA be sorry! And what's this 'SEXBOT' thing? Did you really want to turn me into your sex slave?"

"I-I dunno!" Otto blinked back tears. He felt very ashamed. He added in a small voice. "I'm really sorry."

"Well, Otto," Jenny's voice was suddenly soft, sweet. "If you're really sorry, I forgive you!"

"You do?" Otto was hopeful. "I really am!"

"Yes, dear." Jenny kissed his nose. "Pears are notoriously forgiving of their users, even misguided, naughty ones like you."

"Really?"

Jenny looked severe for a second. "I should beat your butt for trying to hack me, but I'll let it go this time, if you promise NEVER to do that again to anyone."

"I promise!"

Jenny leaned forward and whispered in the boy's ear. "I will be tracking your DNA fingerprint forever. If you ever try to steal anything or hack into anyone, ever again, I'll find you and punish you. Do you understand?"

Otto nodded. "I really am sorry."

"I know, Otto, and I forgive you." The bot brightened. "Now, are we friends again?"

Otto nodded again.

"Ok, little friend." Jenny gently placed the boy back on his bare feet. "No hard feelings."

Otto returned her bright smile. "No hard feelings."

"So, Otto," Jenny kissed the boy lightly on the lips. "Do you want to have fun?"

"What do you mean?"

In answer, the bot pushed him down gently on the cool, damp grass. "I don't want to be your sex slave," she said. "But that doesn't mean that I don't like you. I'm going to make you feel good, as one friend to another."

"You mean it?" The Young Pioneer couldn't believe his good fortune.

"You just stay still," Jenny leaned down and kissed the boy. "Let Jenny make you happy."

The bot sat on Otto's legs, effectively immobilizing him. Then she grasped his small member in her warm hands and gently stroked it. He squirmed under Jenny as she skillfully fondled him to an erection. Her hands felt better than any time Otto did that, and he sighed happily.

Then she leaned down and her gleaming red-gold tresses covered his belly and thighs. The ten year old moaned as Jenny used her mouth on him. He'd never felt anything so good. Her mouth was so wet and slippery and she sucked, now softly, now forcefully, until the boy was close to coming.

Suddenly, she stopped and sat up. Otto cried out in frustration, but Jenny put a finger against his lips, stilling him. "You like having me for a friend, Otto?"

Otto nodded wordlessly.

"Friends don't let friends do bad things, do they?"

The bot looked into Otto's eyes, held him pinned there by her gaze. "Do you want to steal and do bad things, or do you want a friend?"

"I want a friend," the child said. At that moment he meant those words with all his heart.

"Good boy!" Jenny bent down and took him again into her mouth. She felt go good, it made him whimper. He again squirmed under her, his heart pounding in his chest as he again raced toward orgasm.

Then she stopped again. She looked at him severely, and Otto felt like he would cry. "Sex toys can make you feel good, Otto" Jenny said. "But only a real friend can love you."

The child nodded, blinking back tears.

Gently, Jenny dried his eyes. Smiling, she gently started stroking his wet member again. "Which do you want, Otto: some sex toy, or a real friend?"

"F-friend!" Otto gasped.

"That's my Otto!" Jenny rubbed quickly and forcefully, immediately bringing the prepubescent boy to a powerful, if dry, climax. It was worlds better than any time he'd done himself. Otto orgasmed so hard and she made it last so long that he felt he would die from coming.

While the Young Pioneer lay gasping, recovering from his explosive orgasm, Jenny dressed him, being careful to be gentle when pulling up his uniform pants. He'd be tender there for several days. Then she kissed him one last time. The boy put his arms around her neck and hugged her tight. The bot held him back, burying his face in her breasts. "Thanks for coming to visit," she whispered in his ear. "And thanks for being my friend, Otto."

The little boy picked up his recorder and left. As her eyes followed the little boy down the path, Jenny's house interrupted her thoughts.

"Jenny, dear."

"Yes, Sylvia," breathed the rapturous bot.

"Set new mode 'Companion,' and restore owner Tennar 12. Confirm: new mode, 'Companion' and owner Tennar 12."

"Thanks, Sylvia!" Jenny smiled ruefully. "It felt kind of creepy being a kid's sexbot."

"You handled the situation very well," the house said. "Except for seducing the Young Pioneer."

The two laughed together at that as Jenny went back inside. As she palmed the door closed, the bot asked, "Tenny doesn't have to know about this one, right?"

"Not a word, girlfriend." Sylvia replied. "Not a word."