Message-ID: <42854asstr$1055110205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <nntp-bounce@supernews.net> X-Original-Path: corp.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: "Simple Man" <Simple@hotmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <ve71applgnv035@corp.supernews.com> X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1165 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 8 Jun 2003 13:47:47 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} "Robin II" (fantasy) Date: Sun, 8 Jun 2003 18:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/42854> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman [What would you do if you could buy a little girl for your own pleasure? Would you love her or just ravish her little body? What if she was not real? What would you do then? Put the women and children to bed and grab a cold one, and go on a journey in the mind of a simple man.] Robin II {ASSM} (fantasy) By Simple Man Forever linked to the Cray supercomputer by wireless RF signals, Robin I transmitted everything that she experienced. When the analysis on her data was run, fully 98 percent of her usage was involved in sex. This was no surprise to the researchers that built her and it was the single reason they had gone to such realistic detail in the design of her body. They correctly figured that a child that would never complain about being fondled and touched and even raped would be something most older men would try to seduce. The only valid complaint they had ever received about Robin I was that she didn't sleep, and there was a lot of discussion on that. One side viewed that she was a machine, pure and simple and machines did not sleep! The other side argued that she was a little girl and her human owner probably would want her to sleep, it was natural, more the longer the child was with the human owner the more he would not look at her as a machine. Robin II was a newer design, designed and built with the single goal of building a pleasure child. Her programming was different too, she was not loaded with the history of mankind, rather she was loaded with the mindset of a 6 year old girl including all the mannerisms and quirks. But perhaps most interesting was that internally she now had a stomach, or something like one. The cesium power plant could use biodegradable fluids and solids as fuel, and all of her body's openings fed to that point, in other words she didn't need to be cleaned out and could even eat. If the fluid level got too high, she could urinate just like a real girl. One way valves designed to look and work like sphincters handled backflow prevention and made her damn near human. Microelectronic level sensors initiated subprograms making her seek a toilet first, and failing that to just wet her panties. The cesium power plant was a newer design that detected the alternate fuel source and used that fuel until it was gone, there was no waste, no residue, no nothing. An Indian woman, named Indri Moesha, programmed Robin II to be so lifelike she would even get hungry. Using the alternate fuel she would exist forever, without the alternate fuel, the half life of the cesium pellet, some several thousand years. The new titanium bone structure was lighter and stronger and more flexible, allowing more baby fat, so she was not as skinny as Robin I. Her hair color was changed to red, complete with freckles and she was given a face that men would love at first glance. She laid there on the stainless steel table, the cable connected to her brain case under a flap of almost real skin. The massive liquid nitrogen cooled Cray XM2 supercomputer downloaded her identity and operating code into 10 terabytes of PROM's. 132 Intel Itanium 7 GHz matched processors lay dormant for this process. It took nearly 4 days to complete the process. Robin II was not a prototype like Robin I, she was a production version. Her amorphous skin could even be cut and it would appear as to heal. Her cost, a cool million to some lucky man. Robin II was designed to learn, much the same was a real child would, but she would never grow and that ruled out public schools, unless you felt like moving every few years to some new city or town. She was so much like a real child that she was programmed with tantrums and anger. Indri Moesha was a world renowned child psychologist, and it showed in Robin II's programming. Andrew Black was a wealthy man, owner of SouthWest Airlines, and a noted single man with a penchant for little girls. Robin II was carefully placed in his path. She walked into his executive office and crawled up into his lap. He was so surprised and shocked at this little girl he couldn't speak. "Hi Daddy!", her voice construct was perfect she sounded like a little 6 year old girl. At that same instant, a man walked into his office and stopped in front of his desk. "17-22-41" Robin got off of his lap and stood up frozen, her eyes closed as if she was asleep. "Go ahead, check her out. Pull her panties down and finger her. Don't worry, you won't hurt her, she's an android." Andrew did exactly that and added, "No fucking way, she is real, my finger is moist, hell almost wet." "84-19-781" Robin's eyes opened and she recited "Mary had a little lamb." Over and over again. "84-21-781" Robin's eyes closed again and she was silent in mid-word. "Go ahead, feel up her ass and anything else you like and then we'll talk." "How much?" "One million dollars, and one week of training, and she is yours forever." Andrew agreed immediately and the training date was set. "17-24-41" Robin's eyes opened again and she moved toward her Daddy, wrapping her arms around him. "Hi Mr. Miller, its nice to see you again, this is my Daddy!" "Hello Robin, I have been talking with your Daddy and he is a nice man." "Thank you Mr. Miller, I think so too." "7-5-18" Robin pulled up her panties and moved quietly to the door and left the room making her way the van parked outside. When she arrived she was examined from head to toe and scanned for recent brain activity. "She will not be permitted to be with you unattended until you have completed your training course. I look forward to seeing you next week after your funds clear our bank." For all intensive purposes Robin was shut off, the trinary code overrode everything and though it was mainly for diagnostic uses, it could serve for other uses as well. Sloan Kettering Institute's artificial intelligence campus was a large sprawling complex of laboratories and manufacturing facilities located in Groton Connecticut. Building 21 was the microbiology center and that's where the week of training would take place. The AI campus was largely funded by government grants and the Feds saw no reason they could not make a little profit from their research. Ultimately the newest concept of soldier would come of this and they had learned that profit drove innovation better than anything else. They would watch Robin very closely and her sisters too. Andrew Black got up and wiped the sleep from his eyes, stretched and climbed out of bed. Into the kitchen for some coffee and then into the shower. He was excited, this was to be his first day of training with that wonderful android little girl and he wondered just what the training would be all about. He would find out a little over 4 hours from now. Building 21 was alive with bustling researchers and technicians. Robin walked into Conference Room 3 and stepped into the glass cubical. The front sheet of glass silently slid down in front of her and she was warmly lighted from above and below. Her body was naked and she stood there unmoving, her eyes closed. The conference room was lighted with soft blue floods that gave Robin a center stage appearance. Dr. Indri Moesha entered and placed her briefcase on the conference table. Moving to the nearest wall, she pressed a small button below a nameplate that read "OPEN VIEW". The adjacent wall slid down into the floor revealing a glass wall, behind which was the Cray XM2, a semicircle of glassed-in area that looked like it might be an aquarium. The blue tinted liquid nitrogen covered the core processors and circuits and it was illuminated from below. Along the side of the glassed-in area was it's name. CRAY Research, Inc. Model XM2-1033 Eau Claire, Wisconsin In all, it was very impressive for a 2.3 million dollar computer and even boasted a leather covered seating area inside the curved glass that covered cables as they descended below the floor to the far reaches of the campus. On the wall behind the Cray a screen came to life and the following message was displayed. >Diagnostics completed on Robin 287461. >Return code is 0 > >Beginning diagnostics on Robin 287462. > The Cray was running diagnostics on 74 Robin's with serial numbers in the 287 class, numbers 461 through 535. Every girl was the same internally but externally looked different yet all very pretty. One major reason for the training was something not really obvious at first, but you just did not want to take a child and suddenly thrust her onto an unknown man. So in essence, the training was to let the child have an imprint of her man's mindset and make uniting them quite natural. Basically it was the same as her growing up with him until this minute when he picked her up. There would be history between them and that was important. In addition, the man would have to learn about her construction and the danger areas to watch out for. Plus there were mandatory checkups and maintenance requirements at set stages. A week was barely enough time for an adoption like this, but they would just have to do it in that time frame. Indri left the room for a cup of tea, having 2 more hours before the scheduled meeting. Taking her cup of tea, she went to her office to enjoy her own Robin 287425. Indri Moesha was a lesbian and her Robin was sexually aggressive with her and held all the traits of a lesbian as well. A great deal of research was gained by this gay relationship and management permitted it to the point of providing quarters for the two of them on campus. The helicopter circled the campus once and settled down on the big H in the vast grass lawns, it's whirling blades slowing and coming to a stop. A small little girl came running up and took Andrew's hand as he got out of the aircraft. "Hi Mr. Black, I'll take you to your meeting now." Robin 287441 was negro and every bit as pretty with her tight curly hair and braids. Along the way they met Robin 287432, a charming little Chinese girl picking flowers from a gigantic flower bed, her father not far off tending to the beautiful floral garden. It was impossible for Andrew to know that they were not live children. He walked along, almost dragged by the energetic little girl as they made their way to Building 21. Indri Moesha greeted Andrew and ushered him into the conference room, then waited for him to come to grips with what he saw. She studied his reaction in a clinical way, and it was what she wanted, total and complete shock and amazement. They sat down at the conference table, Indri, Andrew and the little negro girl. Indri introduced Andrew to Bethany (Robin 287441) and to herself as well. Behind them the Cray flashed messages on the display. It took 28 minutes to scan the 480 miles of circuits in each Robin. Indri began, "Bethany is a construct, or android if you prefer that word. I take it that you could not tell that she was not just a live pretty little girl?" "No, its amazing!" "Andrew would you please expose your penis! Bethany please take off your clothes and suck on Mr. Black's cock!" They both did as they were told and Andrew had this little negro child's lips around his cock and she was sucking him off in a hurry. "Ok Bethany stop now and remove his cock from your mouth. Andrew, please notice her salvia is coating your penis and her mouth is very wet. Ok Bethany, finish him off." Bethany sucked and sucked and Andrew flooded her mouth with more than he thought he ever could. "Lesson number one, they have bodily fluids, saliva, lubricants and so on. These come from specially designed reservoirs that need to be replenished over time. You can call it maintenance if you like, but we call it a visit to the doctor's office, once a year. Do you understand?" "I think so." "Bethany, did you swallow all of Mr. Blacks sperm? Very good, now let Mr. Black finger your pussy." The child spread her legs and Andrew felt her up a little before pushing his finger into her wet hole, the child winced in pain and tears fell down her brown cheeks as her hymen was ruptured. "Real enough for you, Andrew?" "Oh don't stop Mr. Black keep doing me, it feels so good." His finger was covered in blood as he fucked his finger into her slippery hole as far as he could, the girl moaning in pleasure from being violated. "Now Bethany, shake hands with Mr. Black. 17-51-12" The grip on his hand was like a vise being screwed closed. The pain was intense and lasted five full seconds before the child released the grip and shook his hand as a child would. "Lesson number two, they are incredibly strong, being a machine. Don't ever forget this. Ok Bethany, please get dressed." Andrew was taken to a lab and laid down on a contoured chair, his head shaved and a skull cap attached. A cable was attached to the skull cap and Andrew was given an injection which put him to sleep almost immediately. The technician sat at the terminal and typed in the command, "ASSIMILATE" and for the next three days the Cray decoded the essence of Andrew, converted it to code base instructions and fed them to Robin. An intravenous tube was attached to his arm and both sleeping medication and nourishment was supplied constantly at a slow rate. It was the morning of the fourth day and Andrew was asleep in a bed with little Robin cuddled tight against him, she appeared to be sleeping too, her chest rising and falling in slow breathing cycles. They were both naked. Andrew's eyes slowly came open and he became aware that he was naked and not alone. Beside him slept the most perfect child he had ever seen, she was absolutely beautiful laying there naked. Thousands of little girl's bodies had been studied and the best features, the ones that men liked, were used to create Robin. Tiny puffy nipples, a round and curvy butt, shapely legs and thighs, slightly curving hips, wide set pelvis and a vaginal mound that was more than just prominent. Her arms were long ending in tiny fingers, her face desirable by any man, framed by the softest red hair one could imagine. Her complexion of freckles made her adorable. Andrew began rubbing her backside and the child awoke. "Morning Daddy." Andrew leaned over and kissed her right on her lips. Robin put her arms around his neck and kissed him back passionately, programming had already made her aware of his desire for her little body. Andrew leaned back and brushed the hair from in front of her face and looked at her for a moment before kissing her again. Moving down to her chest he sucked her nipples and Robin became excited, her breathing rate increased and she pushed her chest into his face, hungry for more of his mouth on her little body. His hand moved between her legs and she spread them, giving her Daddy better access to her sex. His fingers probed the delicate tissue of her vulva and Robin sighed with pleasure as her lubricants began wetting her. Rising to his knees, he scooted up and offered his cock to her open mouth. Robin sucked him like she had for the past three years, getting him wet and slick with her saliva. She stopped sucking and Andrew moved back and hoisted her legs over his and pushed his cock into the soft wet lips of her vagina. His cock rubbed her slit making the little girl shiver with excitement, and then now at the right angle and position he entered her stretching hole. Andrew did not know what to expect, Robin was already better than he could imagine any other girl to be. His cock pushed into her wetness and came up to a barrier, her hymen was still intact, a little more pushing and Robin began to cry, gritting her teeth, she was obviously in pain. Her hymen was actually a specially constructed balloon of a fragile nature filled with stage blood for this one and only first time. He felt it rupture and Robin cried out as his cock pushed past her no longer virgin barrier. He felt the heated blood and withdrew his cock, now coated with the virgin blood of this little girl and pushed it back into her all the way. Robin sniffled, her cheeks wet with her tears as she felt her Daddy fuck in and out of her, his hands on her butt cheeks pulling her close as he entered her stretched hole over and over again. She tried to wrap her legs around him but she was too small and her legs too short. She pulled at his hair and seemed to climb ever higher into her impending orgasm. Indri watched through the one way glass mirror and smiled at her handiwork, better than a real child, she thought. Dr. Indri Moesha had insisted that there had to be fluids in the Robin's and put up quite a struggle to get her way. The "visits to the doctor's office" was her way of seeing to it that the costly fluids were replenished every year and management saw dollar signs and overruled all objections to the contrary. The addition of these fluids was a project in and of itself as researchers struggled with not how to do it, that part was simple enough, but how would they be able to refill the many reservoirs? If they made an opening in the android it would not be watertight and that's when the sphincters were developed. At that point they went nuts and developed the rest of the fluidic system as well since the synthetic sphincters solved many problems, and that of course gave rise to the Robin's ability to take in biodegradable food and liquids like a real child. At this point the Robin's were so close to human that a whole new logic system needed to be developed just to deal with what this all meant. Andrew fucked his daughter gently but firmly driving the child into delirium before his balls let loose and flooded her with sperm. The programming code it took for the child to have an orgasm filled 127 gigabytes of costly memory and was undoubtedly the most complex program she had. Robin 287403 which they affectionately called "The Love Bug" was fucked repeatedly until they had it right. They actually had to tone it down a bit, after all, she was supposed to be a little girl, and the raging orgasms she had were something little girl's were simply not capable of. Indri had the most fun watching the men with the android and let them play while she toned down the code to allow the little girl just to faint after getting all flustered. Robin reacted just as she had been designed to do, she heaved to and fro and fainted, her Daddy's spendings warming her insides. Robin layed there apparently asleep, her amorphous skin could be any color desired with a low voltage highly controlled electric current, and Robin's face and chest held a flushed look that gradually dissipated. The limpness of her body required only stopping the servo motors, it was all too real. Friday, Robin was taken to one of the microbiology labs and given an examination. They checked for metal fatigue, abnormal internal temperatures and the "furnace" as they called it. This was the part of Robin that took all biodegradable ingestion and converted it to reactor fuel. They check memory usage and found that another 26 gigabytes of experience was recorded. The Cray scanned the hundreds of miles of circuits for faults. Her fluidic reservoirs showed full. Robin was in perfect health. In the conference room, Dr. Indri Moesha opened her briefcase and removed the instruction book, laying it on the table. It was nearly three inches thick and contained everything about Robin that was not secret or classified. When Andrew arrived, he sat down and Indri opened the book to the trinary code section. "This one, 5-5-5, if you learn nothing else, remember this. It is the shutdown code. It is final or death if you prefer. All of Robin's memory will be lost and short of bringing her back here, she will not reactivate. Do you understand this?" "Why would this even be needed?" "Mr. Black, you see a pretty little girl, quite capable of giving you pleasure, but inside the pretty exterior is a machine, a nuclear powered machine, failsafe measures are in place for her cesium reactor and should anything go wrong she will move to a safe place and self destruct, but that is not all. Her small tiny little girl body, has more power and strength than you could ever imagine. All of this was necessary to simply make her walk like a human. You have no idea how difficult this was to accomplish. This instruction book explains it all, should you care for some light reading sometime. If you remember anything, NEVER approach her without letting her sensors detect you, and that is the reason for 5-5-5." "Why, what would happen?" "There are more than 32,000 sensors arranged in a grid that give her awareness. It is tied to her experience memory, anything that is outside that experience while alone will trigger self defense power. Now understand what "alone" means, it means you and her, you are the only one, besides us, that has a domain trust with her. Remember the three days of assimilation? Well that's exactly what this was for. A sudden presence detected by proximity sensors without the time to identify domain trust and you have a nightmare on your hands if you live through it. Do I make myself clear?" "How could something so small as Robin be that dangerous?" "Two months ago a researcher took off his shoes because I supposed his feet hurt, I will really never know for sure, he walked up behind a Robin a little too quickly. The lab had many RF circuits activated and her processing time was slowed. When her proximity sensors sensed his approach his domain trust had not been acknowledged, she turned to defend herself and her arm punched clean through his body snapping his spine as it exited his back. Robin's don't feel genuine sorrow and this Robin simply went to the washroom to clean up her arm before returning to exactly where she was before." "She could do that with her bionic powers?" "Mr. Black, you watch too many in-flight movies. She is not bionic, dammit, she is a machine. More than a hundred thousand steel fibers, some no larger than a human hair, with the capacity to remember their original shape are electrically charged at the exact instance needed, when charged the fibers contract because all their molecules are forced in-line with each other and it takes up less space. That action is nearly instantaneous and multiplied by thousands of steel fibers, creates deadly force. Consider Robin reaching her hand out to you, maybe a hundred steel fibers were involved with that move, now imagine all 3,000 steel fibers in her arm working at once, the power is awesome. The movement is the same, the power level unstoppable." The door opened and Robin came in dressed in a frilly pink dress, quite short I might add, there was a lot of leg and thigh to see. She was beautiful. It was nearly time to leave, and Robin took my hand and skipped to the helicopter pad, her beautiful red hair flowing in the summer wind, freckles alive with color. More than 130 researchers and technicians lined the velvet grass to wave goodbye, I felt like crying. A soft voice came to my ear, "Don't worry Daddy, we will come back again!" She was right of course, a child needs a yearly doctor's checkup. The aircraft was checked over by a careful pilot, the familiar logo of SK on its sides, big, beautiful and jet black with green symbols, the rotors started their slow acceleration to take off speed. We climbed aboard and took our seats. We were going home, my little girl and me. "Robin!" "Yes Daddy." "I want to change your name to Anna, would that be alright with you?" "Of course its alright with me, I like that name, thank you Daddy." The Cray recorded the name change and resumed what it had been doing. "Oh Daddy, I'm so happy we are going home. Will Scruffy be there to greet us?" It was amazing, we had history, this beautiful little red headed bundle of love and me. The flight took just under 45 minutes and finally come to land at 21 Lexington Place on the green lawns overlooking the Potomac Harbor. Anna and I got off the aircraft and made our way to the limousine a short distance away. Anna was wide eyed and wonderful as she took in the vistas of Southington Mansion. Ahead of the car, 150 plus of the finest domestic help assembled on the lawn to greet the master of the house and his new daughter. As she crawled from the back seat with me right behind her, a little dog with it's tail waging to and fro trotted into view. He cocked his head to one side in study and decided she was okay, then in a running leap he jumped into the girl's arms and began licking her face. "Scruffy!" She hugged the dog as if she had loved him all her life. With many crowding around her welcoming her home, I stopped, wondering in amazement if she was not real after all. Finally alone now, she walked into my room and perched herself on my lap, her arms wrapped themselves around my neck, her lips moved to meet mine. She opened the instruction book that lay on my bed and found the trinary code section. Her lips kissed me with such passion I almost fainted myself. "Here, this one. Say this one and we will really be alone tonight, it shuts off my RF signal. I want to be alone with you especially tonight." She was acting unusual, nothing like I had been told, she was being romantic and just a little more loving on her own than I expected. Plus her wanting to lose connection with the Cray was blowing my mind. She removed her shoes and socks and her frilly pink dress slid to the floor. Moving deliberately she pressed one of her puffy nipples into my mouth. How they made her taste like a little girl was something never covered at the Institute, and I no longer cared. I nursed on her little nubbins like a baby while she cooed her love for me into my ear, my hands wrapped around her perfect butt cheeks. "Oh yes, Daddy, suck on my breasts, make them tingle.", she moaned out loud. With a speed only a machine could have, she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off of my shoulders, her wet hairless little pussy now pressed against my stomach. I wanted to lick her baby pussy and suck on the puffy lips of her labia, drink the young fluids only a child can produce. As if she could read my mind she got up and hooked her legs over my shoulders, pressing her very ready pussy to my mouth as she held on to the back of my head to keep from falling. The taste of her wetness was powerful and erotic and she mewed like a kitten as I sucked on her ample sex. The distinct smell of a little girl aroused was unmistakable. "Yes Daddy, suck my pussy, its all for you Daddy." Martha, my personal maid listened at the door, herself becoming aroused, knowing that the little girl was having sex with the master in his own bedroom. No wonder he didn't take her up on any one of her many advances, he was into little girls and she wondered where he had picked the child up from, probably some orphanage, and the girl would probably do anything to stay out of that place. Imagine a grown man fucking a little girl like that. She hurried away to relieve her own desires. Grinding her hips against his face she hungered for the feel of his mouth on her dripping pussy. Anna's little body was ready for sex and quite unlike a real girl her age she could accommodate all of him and more, and still be the tightest fuck imaginable. Shaped exactly like a real girl, fully 50 percent of her program code gave her the ability to give sex to her man any way he liked with mind-blowing pleasure, that even very few women could manage. The scent and taste of her vaginal fluids were painstakingly modeled after real little girls whose mothers were handsomely paid to let them become aroused enough to supply the original thing. "Oh Daddy, please fuck me now, I'm so ready and I know it won't hurt like the last time and I just have to have you inside me." Her face was all pouted up with more lust than I had ever seen in anyone. I picked her up and pulled my mouth away from her sucking pussy and licked her baby soft inner thighs, she giggled. Laying her down on my bed she spread her legs wide and tilted her hips upward for easy entry. My hard cock pressed against her inviting hole and it was so tight I didn't think it would go in, matter of fact, I don't remember the last time her being this tight. A little more effort and the head of my cock gained entry, Anna moaned a deep guttural sound as it slipped past her opening. Her little pussy hole was stretched so tight I thought she might split open and bleed all over the place. "You got it in Daddy! Now push hard, all the way into me, fuck me like I know you want to, you won't hurt me this time, fuck me Daddy. I plowed into the tightest most slippery pussy I have ever been in. The whole eight inches disappeared into her body and she was groaning, squealing and grunting like a little pig. I lost it completely and started reaming her like a crazed animal, the delicious tightness of her pussy was sucking me deeper, ever deeper into her frail little body. Even if it killed her she was going to give me the best fucking in my lifetime. On and on I went pounding my enraged cock into her like it was punishment, but it just drove her higher and higher until she felt the pulse come from the base of my cock and the sperm flood into her waiting womb, she flushed red and fainted. I had to rest for a moment, I was breathing so heavily that I could not catch my breath. When Anna came to, she had a dreamy look on her face that can only come from making love. She rubbed her eyes to shake off the short sleep and sat up. Smiling enticingly, she already knew she had given me the best fuck of my lifetime, for that was exactly what she had been created for. No real girl or woman could ever hope to match her skill and passion. And had it not been for the fact that Dr. Indri Moesha was a lesbian herself, Anna would have never known how to please a man. "Daddy, say those number now, will you." I wiped the sweat from my forehead and tried to speak clearly, 14-28-109, nothing happened! "Its gone.", she said. The RF link with the Cray had been terminated, and Anna had a gleam in her eyes that hinted of trouble. She took my hand and placed it low on her tummy. "Press in here, what do you feel?" It felt kind of hollow I told her. "That's right, it is hollow and that where I'm going to have your baby!" I thought maybe she had fried some of her circuits with all that hot sex, but that was not the case, she went on. "My cesium power plant is a nuclear furnace, shielded by an iridium casing that makes me safe to be around living things. It also provides a very low negative voltage that makes my amorphous skin live. But there is much more, my body contains a womb which you just filled with live sperm, the DNA in your sperm is you, all of you. Now I cannot have your baby in the traditions sense, but I can clone you and make a baby quite easily. The Cray told me how to do it and nobody else knows, not even the other Robin's. That is why I wanted to stop the connection to the Cray for just a little while. I'll need to eat certain foods to build a placenta for the baby and I'll give you a list. When the time comes I will show you how to deliver our baby." I was almost in tears, this pretty little girl wanted to have my baby, and underneath that pretty red hair was a brain of unlimited capacity, she was still intelligent like a little girl, but she was also a machine that understood every fiber and part of her body completely. I was dumbstruck and had to believe every word she said. "You better say the number to re-connect me before the Cray gets suspicious." I fumble with the book and she took it from me turning to the exact page. "This one, say this one Daddy." I tried to collect my thoughts and mumbled the code, 14-28-0, again there was nothing visible that occurred. "I'm connected again." She knelt down, her lips closing on my flaccid cock, she took me into her mouth and let me get erect again, I could feel myself down deep in her throat. The Cray registered nothing in it's log, such interruptions common on RF channels. She sucked and sucked and sucked some more, tireless, she sucked with her throat and her mouth draining everything I ever had in my balls into her. She left me happy and dead tired, her cum soaked lips kissing mine all the while cooing how much she loved me. I was in love with her and I didn't care what she was any longer, she was going to have my baby, but when? I pulled up the covers and crawled under them, my baby girl with me. "Goodnight Daddy, pleasant dreams." Anna walked through the house and into the kitchen in route to the carport outside where I was waiting for her. The concept of shopping meant nothing to her and as far as she was concerned the frilly pink dress was utility enough to cover her body until it wore out and she had to get a new one. Martha stopped her. "So you are the famous Anna that fucks the master?" Martha was drunk! Anna calmly looked at the 24 year old woman and reached for the hand that held on to her menacingly. Martha could feel her fingers being crushed together as if her hand was in a vise. I stood in the kitchen doorway and watched the whole thing. "You're fired, get your things and get out!" Martha staggered away holding her now painful hand. Nothing registered on Anna's face and she turned and walked toward me. I knelt down and pushed the pretty hair from in front of her eyes and then kissed her. Her arms went around my neck and she gave me another of those passionate kisses that I will never get used to. As we walked to the car I saw Martha being dragged into the gardener's shed, most of her clothes already having been ripped from her. The huge black man that had her by the neck left her dangling like a puppet. News travels fast around here. I pulled the Jag away from the carport and we were on our way. Anna's hair flowed in the breeze and with her freckles she looked stunning and childlike. Once, her little dress caught the wind and flipped it up into her face, she giggled, but I quickly noticed that the dress was all she had on and it got me hard for her again. As she patted her dress back into place she smiled at me, knowing that I wanted her again. I slowed the Jag to a stop and leaned over pulling up her dress, Anna had a surprised look on her face that was just darling. I rubbed her little tummy and leaned over to kiss it. "Are you pregnant yet honey?" "No, not yet, but you sound like your excited by it too, and I want so much for you to be." She looked at me with those cow eyes and I just melted. I started the Jag again and drove a short distance further. We were still on my land and I pulled into a small turnout where there was a picnic table amidst a tranquil and beautiful setting. The gardener often ate his lunch here, but today he was eating elsewhere and I needed my little girl again. Again parking and shutting off the Jag, I lifted this wonderful creature and carried her to the picnic table where she layed back and spread her legs hoping to get lucky again. Her lubricants were running down her thighs and I just took her like that, stroking in and out of her super tight pussy and listening to her constant devotion to me. "Go deeper Daddy, put it all inside me, fuck your little girl and knock me up." You did what!!! You sold Robin 287461? You idiot!!! Dr. Indri Moesha felt like curling up into a little ball and rolling away. Robin 287461 was not one of the production versions of the 287 series, she was a newer prototype and you have to get her back and I don't care how you do it. Why, what's so different about her and why wasn't I told of her. HER!!! What the hell do you think we are doing here, raising children? If you must know she was supposed to be kept pretty secret. Well, she cowered before her boss, you called it a her? Okay, listen good, she was further enhanced to be a surrogate mother, do you know what that is? Of course I know what that is, I'm a doctor! She has a womb and a supply of real eggs and she can ovulate, does that give you some idea of the trouble we are in if we don't get her back? Anna was in heaven as her Daddy made love to her and she anxiously awaited his next supply of life giving sperm, but she wanted to make it special for him like the last time. Her tight pussy sucked him so hard and coated his rigid cock with little girl goo. She humped back at him driving all he could give her deep inside her little body. He groaned with pleasure and emptied himself into her tiny womb again. "Oh God, how I love you Daddy!" "Daddy, I got splinters in my but cheeks, will you pull them out for me?" Anna's little ass was round and shapely with her little rosebud asshole right smack dab in the middle but hidden by globes of prefect flesh. I counted three tiny slivers of wood from the picnic table and remove each one slowly kissing her beautiful ass to make it all better. "Now don't go getting any ideas Daddy, we will be late getting to the store and remember you are going to buy me some clothes." Damn, I said and she giggled and giggled, knowing all the time she would do anything I wanted. I stood her up and unruffled her little dress, but not before kissing her flat tummy again. She beamed at me like it was the best thing in the world, and it was. Well you might have guessed it, Anna was acting pretty normal for a child her age and in the department store she went nuts selecting everything both good and bad. I didn't care, I only hoped that I could fit it all in the Jag when she was done. "I'm gonna give you a special treat when we get home Daddy, you just wait and see." Little girls, you just gotta love them no matter how much they spend of your money. I had begun noticing that there were times she reasoned and spoke more like an adult than a six year old child, still there were other times like now, when she was absolutely a little girl. The mix was intriguing to say the least. But as a man, most of what excites me is visual, not mental, and she had plenty of visual excitement enough for me. Dr. Indri Moesha understood Anna's logic mix, she had programmed nearly all of them except life support. There were core routines that were never going to be used, like nurturing and the desire to become a mother, as these were useless in a machine. Dr. Simon Fennel was a 30 year old genius and the designer of the 287 series with a romantic inclination and an eye for little girls. Robin 287461 was his all time favorite mainly because he was also a redhead with ample freckles, but her face was exactly the girl he dreamed of having for a lover. Robin 287461 was quite special, nearly as human as a machine could get, she had more vocal range, more facial expressions and he made her completely female. Fennel had always dreamed of getting a little girl pregnant, it was his perverted fantasy, and he built that capacity into this very special little girl at the expense of a real girl the same age, harvesting her eggs for his one and only love. He fully expected to be able to keep her as the others did with their projects, but somehow she slipped through the security and came up on the production side of things. Too afraid to say anything he did nothing, they would all find out about it soon enough. Anna lived, she may have an assembled body, but she also carried living tissue and support reservoirs to keep that living tissue alive. When the built in miniature gas chromatograph detected the proper chemical makeup in her womb, she would ovulate. Anna could have a baby, and would have one, there was no doubt about it. Fennel told the story about cloning and management bought it for some reason they didn't explain. He was off the hook and that's how the Cray learned of it and Anna too. Since it was about just one of the Robin's, it never went any farther. He kept his job. Picking up his lunch pail he headed for the lunch room and sat down nervously looking around. Moesha looked about the same with a string of spaghetti hanging from her lips as her eyes scanned the room. There would be hell to pay around here and they both knew it. Jesus Christ, its Andrew Black! Have you any idea how wealthy that man is? If he has the girl it will be tough as hell to get her back if she has already put out for him. And it's a pretty good bet that she already has, that's what she was built for. Fenton Cosgrow fingered his chin. As lead attorney for Sloan Kettering he tried to weigh the problem out but it made no sense, so what, he thought, let Mr. Black have the girl, just build another! He correctly figured they were not telling him the whole story. Once in the Jag again, Anna made certain I had a good view of her charms in all their glory. She even fingered herself, feeding me her tasty fluids with her fingers, knowing I could not resist anything that came from her body. She had a way of making me want her all the time. To say she was sexy, well that was true, but it was something more than that and I could not put my finger on it what it was. I pulled the Jag into the carport and saw the gardener running our way. He stopped by the car somewhat breathless but with a warm smile on his face. "Iss mmissy Aanna ookkay? NNott hhurt?", he stuttered with genuine concern. Anna looked at the giant black man with a warmth that returned his smile. "Yes, thank you, I am fine. And how are you today?" "Ohhh, II'mm ffine ttoo.", he responded with a toothy grin. "Go ahead Freeman, you can hold her if you want." The giant and kind hearted man reached in and lifted Anna as if she weighed nothing at all into his arms. She looked like a little white doll as she sat on his powerful black arm, her arm around his massive neck. "Pprrettty ggrirll.", he said and Anna blushed. She was only letting him hold her because I said it was alright to do so. Anna kissed his cheek and the behemoth blushed as well, only it was much harder to see. Freeman put the child down on her feet and rubbed the spot where she had kissed him. He had a God awful big smile on his face, but said nothing and turned around, walking away. Freeman had been with me for a long time and the lawns and gardens looked the way they did because of him, he had a down to earth manner about him and he was very protective and faithful to me, and now Anna too. We lugged in all the packages and I had to stop Anna from carrying too many because it just didn't look right, but she caught my meaning quickly and I ended up making several trips. Sitting on the edge of my bed I watched her undress again. God she was beautiful, the softest little curves, void of any body hair that mattered, full kissable lips and her legs, thighs and hairless mound so shapely it made my mouth water just looking at her, then combine all that with high rounded ass cheeks and you have what all men like me want, a little girl that is your lover. Word had spread about Martha and what she did to little innocent Anna, and the beating that Freeman had given her. Anna was now considered my daughter and afforded all the courtesy and service they afforded to me, actually a little more because she was a little girl. I had some business to attend to in my study and Anna made a survey of the house. Entering the kitchen, the cook, Greta, was fixing lunch for the staff and offered Anna some milk and fresh baked cookies. Anna declined but told the cook she would take a regular yogurt. It was promptly provided and she sat down at the table and ate it while watching Greta work. Greta was tickled to death that the child stayed and watched her and talked to her constantly while she worked. Of course it never entered Greta's mind that Anna had asked for and was eating a cultured food product that contained life building bacteria. Amino acids were next and she requested sushi for dinner. You would not believe the scramble, like it was a national emergency, to obtain sushi by half the staff. It is enough to say the kitchen was soon stocked with yogurt and fresh fish because these were something the child liked, and they were going to not only protect her but give her what she wanted. Scruffy loved Anna, even though she was not human, but he would never tell anyone. Anna spent time with him and petted him, scratching behind his ears that he loved so much. Everyone loved Anna, the master's daughter, and everyone knew we were lovers as well, ever since the new maid changed the sheets in the master bedroom. The telltale remains of sexual fluids dried into the sheets, rich in the aroma from a little girl was unmistakable. Like I said, news around here travels very fast. The women from my staff took a special interest in Anna and the child understood both their concern and intentions, to the point of listening to their advice of how to please me, if she needed anything, and an offer to bathe her clean afterwards. It went in one ear and out the other, Anna placated them, and they loved it. The electrical system of the Rolls was giving my garage man, actually general all around handy man, fits since he could not find the problem. I had to listen to his frustration one too many times and decided again to call an old friend of mine. He lived a fair distance away in New Mexico near the Arizona border, but Dave was as good as they get with automotive electrical systems, a damned genius in fact. If he could not fix the Rolls, then it could not be fixed, period and I'd get rid of the car and get a new one. The call took only a few moments as Dave was not one of those lengthy talkers, actually a man of few words. He agreed to come look at the problem and we left it at that. I sent the Learjet to fetch him and went on with my life. I wanted to use the Rolls for a special occasion with Anna, you see, although its kind of silly, I wanted a date with her, I knew she would say yes and well, I just wanted it special, that's all. I hung up the phone and noticed the message light blinking. Pushing the buttons Ameritech fed me the message. "First message, sent today at 1:53 PM. This is Dr. Indri Moesha calling. There is a real important issue that needs resolving, can you return here with Robin? Call me at 1-800-302-6649 right away." End of message, to delete this message press 7, there are no more messages, to return to the.", I pressed 7 and hung up the phone waiting for the blinking to go out. I thought it best to call Beth, my attorney and the only other female that really meant anything to me. Beth was a fresh young attorney right out of Harvard Law School and sharp as a tack, she was also very pretty, her flaming red hair pulled back into an enticing pony tail. Her breast were not large, but adequate, giving her a shape most men would die for. Long sensuous legs and equally sensuous thighs, she was gorgeous, and not the least bit interested in men. There was a story here, one that I might get to the bottom of one day, but for now there was Anna's protection I worried about. "Beth, this is Andrew Black. I believe that I may need your services again. Are you free for dinner tonight here at Southington?" "Wonderful, I'll see you here at eight then." With my work finished for the day, my thoughts returned to Anna and I set about finding her. I walked from room to room but Anna was not to be found. Finally I went to my bedroom to change clothes and clean up a bit and as I entered the bathroom, there sat Anna naked in the bathtub happily washing herself. "Wash my back, please Daddy?" Up till now I really hadn't thought about Anna being able to get wet, much less take a bath, but here she was, her hair all hanging down straight, dripping water. She was as beautiful wet as she was dry and I knelt down next to the tub to wash her backside. I was promptly splashed with water and that little dickens giggled like is was all she knew how to do. Very funny, I told her and she giggled all the more. "Sorry Daddy, guess my hand slipped.", giggle, "Come on Daddy, give me a kiss so I know your not mad at me." Pretty soon I was laughing and the water war was on. I threw a salvo of waves at her and she sputtered and giggled, drowning me with her attack. The war came to an end with no victory on either side. I picked up the wet girl of my dreams and carried her to my bed. Her eyes held a sultry look and I wasted no time stripping off my wet clothes. Standing there at the foot of the bed, she scooted forward and sucked in my cock, her eyes never leaving mine. Her little mouth stretched as she deep throated me and I began fucking her face with gentle strokes. No real girl her age could ever do this and not to many women either for that matter, but it felt great and she got her reward in four long ropes of cum. Anna and I played around for most of the afternoon, oblivious to any other life forms and she ended up in my lap while I read her a story. She had all sorts of questions and I always stopped to answer them, she was learning. In the distance we heard the dinner bell chime and got dressed. I made her dress formal in one of her new outfits that showed plenty of leg and thigh. I dressed appropriately too, knowing we had a dinner guest, though I did not tell Anna. Dressed she looked fantastic and I got hard again just looking at her. We went to the drawing room to await dinner. Beth arrived looking better than I had ever seen, her short black dress sported a slit on the side that went to her waist. Such legs were never meant to be hidden. I appreciated her distinct look and she knew it. Anna was quick to my side, scanning her, deciding she was alright and took a cute curtsy to say hello. We moved off toward dinner. Anna very close to me, I had to remember she owned me and felt very protective. Dr. Fennel had altered this one Robin just a little too much, before long she would not even think she was not human. It took almost a week for everything to sync up, for every system to work properly and Anna was working properly. She made sure she was pressed against her daddy before she held out her hand to shake the woman's hand so boldly offered. They sat down at the table, Kim Lee lit the candles and turned out the lights, oriental music filled the background. Three Geisha arrived and poured tiny cups of sake bowing gracefully as they went from place to place. Beth was impressed to say the least. Kim Lee presented his feast, the smells of the orient wafting through the air, mountains of fresh fish of every color, enough sushi for an army, he bowed deeply and spoke in Japanese as he departed. Anna stood and spoke to him in Japanese, the man bowed deeply again and disappeared. Anna sat down and filled her plate, then waited for something. He returned, at a frantic pace and provided the child with chopsticks. A mild conversation developed between them in Japanese and then she kissed him on the cheek and bowed to him. 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