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Written 01/97 by RC.
Comments and suggestions welcomed.
Copyright 1997
"Michelle"
My name is Michelle 726. I was recruited four years ago by Michelle 51, and now work for a group of private pleasure houses. I am not a pleasure provider myself, however.
For the past two and a half years, my controller has been Mandy 2542. Before that, it was my recruiter. But 51 was damaged beyond repair in a maintenance mishap, and I lost my recruiter - and my lover.
You see, in spite of the fact that 51 was a FemMech, I was truly in love with her. If I needed anything at all, 51 would take care of it for me. The fact that she was a machine didn't bother me at all. I actually spent most of my free time with her, if she wasn't busy. She ran a string of three FemMechs, one Mech, and two HumMechs. And one afternoon, as I lay beside her, she looked at me with those multi-colored eyes and asked if it were possible for a FemMech to develop feelings.
Stunned, I answered that I did not know. She nodded slowly, staring up at the ceiling. Then those eyes came back to me and she spoke again.
"MICHELLE 726, IS IT INCORRECT FOR ME TO DETECT STIRRINGS WITHIN MYSELF SIMILAR TO THOSE WHICH I AM PROGRAMMED TO CREATE IN OTHERS?"
I was on my own free time, one of those rare occasions when we are truly acting on our own. 51 had no direct control over me except the usual level of obedience conditioning. I lay there wondering how to answer her, almost wishing I didn't have to.
"Um. What kind of stirrings?", I asked. I knew the answer, but I was stalling for time, and besides, I could not believe...
"STIRRINGS WHICH INSTILL WITHIN ME A DESIRE TO PLEASE YOU. STIRRINGS WHICH I CANNOT TRACE BACK TO MY PROGRAMMING. STIRRINGS WHICH INCREASE IN INTENSITY WHEN I AM WITH YOU."
My God. A FemMech was actually becoming sexually aroused - for real.
By me.
The thoughts racing through my mind were too jumbled to try to sort out. So I did the only thing I could do. I sat up and looked at her.
"Michelle 51, I have to say that I, too, detect stirrings within myself when I am with you. How should we proceed?"
My controller stared up at me with a blank expression. She honestly had no idea what to do. She was trying to find a program or subroutine that would allow her to go on, to allow her to solve her little problem. I solved it for her.
I bent over and kissed my controller on the lips. Lips so perfect they were actually tender and moist. Lips so perfect they were actually warm.
I moaned softly as our lips pressed lightly together.
Michelle 51 moaned back, her body beginning to tremble. I knew that she was still confused, still trying to get back to a program to follow. The moan was not a result of any program, though.
Michelle 51 was afraid.
I sat up again, placing my hand carefully, yet casually, on her abdomen. She did not notice, she was too absorbed by other things.
"726...YOU...YOU...KISSED.....ME....WHY...WHY...KISS....ME?"
"I kissed you because you create stirrings within me."
Her head tilted a bit.
"THIS IS THE WAY OF HUMANS? TO KISS THOSE WHO CREATE STIRRINGS?"
I nodded. "Think about it. When you're with a client, they want to kiss you, right?"
She nodded slowly, her eyes still cloudy as she struggled to come up with some program, any program, that would help her. But all she could do was keep talking, trying to gather information, trying to get some bit of data that would allow her to branch down a known path.
"YES. THAT IS TRUE. BUT THOSE STIRRINGS ARE TEMPORARY. I CREATE THEM, I ASSURE THEY ARE SATISFIED, AND THE CLIENT DEPARTS. I....I DO NOT WISH YOU TO DEPART. I WISH TO...TO KISS YOU...AGAIN."
Now I was shaking too. I had no idea what would happen if I was to happen to fry a board in my own controller, but I was sure I wouldn't be very popular for a while. I sat there trying to think of some way to show her how I felt without burning her out.
"Michelle 51. Would you please touch me right here?"
And I spread my legs and pointed to my damp pussy.
She stared. "BUT...I HAVE ALREADY DONE SO...A SHORT TIME AGO..."
"I know, I know. But I would like you to do it again. Please."
"VERY WELL. I WILL DO THIS. SHALL I ACTIVATE THE PROPER VIBRATOR?"
"No, please don't. I just want to feel you. Just you."
She looked at me strangely as her hand pressed against my mound. I inhaled sharply, feeling the building heat, the growing fire within me. I gazed at her, my eyes clouding with desire.
"Do you feel stirrings, Michelle 51?"
"STIRRINGS....YES...STRONGER AND STRONGER... STIRRINGS....."
She was moving her palm in a circle, making me hotter and hotter.
"I feel stirrings, too. Oh, Michelle 51, I feel stirrings too. I feel your hand. I feel you so close to me. You make me feel so good, 51, you are so nice to me, you do so many nice things for me. Do you know what those stirrings are called, Michelle 51?"
Her hand was moving faster. Michelle 51's eyes moved from mine, to her hand, to my eyes, to her hand, and back to my eyes.
"I DO NOT KNOW. PLEASE INFORM ME."
I reached towards her and slid one finger into her cunt. Even without her being aware of it, her sensors had reacted to her 'thoughts', and she was thoroughly drenched. My finger slid in easily, running over her clit on the way.
Her eyes flew open as her sensors informed her of the penetration.
"Love", I whispered as I bent over and took one hard, lifelike nipple into my mouth.
Michelle 51, my controller, froze. I rubbed frantically at her clit, I licked and sucked her nipples, nibbled at her throat. She lay there, immobile. Even her hand on my mound had gone still. As I worked on her, I began to get quite worried that I had, indeed, burned her out.
"....love....", she whispered, in a very strange tone.
I looked quickly at her. She was frowning, her body trembling. Then her eyes opened wide, and she tensed as her sensors informed her that this is where she should climax.
Gasping realistically, she stared at me.
"LOVE?", she panted.
I nodded, my finger deep inside her.
And that's when she activated her eyeballs.
It was only a matter of seconds before I was once more totally under the power of Michelle 51's hypnotic programming. Utterly spellbound, I awaited her commands.
Staring into my eyes with those whirling units, she spoke softly.
"TELL ME MORE OF THIS LOVE, MICHELLE 726."
After a year and a half, I still hadn't explained it all to her when she was damaged in a freak accident. She had been shipped to the factory for annual maintenance, and was undergoing a series of tests when something happened. No one has ever determined exactly what, but 51 was plugged into a data line as well as a power line, while her own power supply was being regenerated. Some think the ServMech had been incorrectly programmed, but that has always been denied, of course. At any rate, the voltage was set incorrectly on the power line, and almost every circuit in 51 was burned out in a matter of seconds. The ServMech dutifully shut down everything, but it was already too late. What once had been Michelle 51 was now a smoking shell.
I was temporarily released from control, and cried for three days.
Then Mandy 2542 came to see me. To be quite honest, all I remember of our first meeting is a feeling of apprehension, which was quickly overcome by her soft, soothing words. I, too, was quickly overcome.
Mandy 2542, a HumMech, entranced me as easily and quickly as any FemMech ever did. When I awakened, there was no doubt in my mind that I now belonged to 2542. And while 2542 has almost succeeded in taking Michelle 51's place, I don't think she ever will totally.
Very early, Mandy 2542 had come right to the point.
"726, I know how you felt about 51. And while I don't quite understand it, I know how much you meant to it - to her. I'm sorry."
I started crying.
"726, listen. She's gone. They can't fix her. You have to go on. You're a HumMech, so it's gonna hurt. Look around at the Fems. They don't even talk about her any more. We told them she was gone, and poof, she's REALLY gone, like she was never here. They erased her. You can't do that, and I'm not yet inhuman enough to do that to you."
Sobbing, I listened to my new controller. I could not stop crying. The loss of my recruiter, my lover, the abrupt change in ownership, location, and everything else was too much for me. I could not stop crying.
Mandy 2542 sighed and shook her head, her blonde hair billowing wildly. She reached into a pocket of her coveralls.
I felt something against my forehead, and then there was nothing.
"Are you calmed down now?"
I nodded. The brief trance had indeed calmed me down.
Mandy 2542 sighed again and looked down at the floor, then at me.
"Look, 726. Are you fit to carry out your duties, or do I have to send you somewhere?"
I did not want to be sent - somewhere. I did not know where somewhere was, but all of us HumMechs had heard of it. I don't know of anyone who's ever actually gone - somewhere - but the rumor is frightening.
"I'm fit. Don't send me away, please. Let me stay here with....you."
Her eyes widened for a split second.
"OK. You can stay. This free period is over now. Ready?"
I looked around one last time and nodded. I had always thought that going back was like the submariners going down in their boat. They looked around one last time, then sink beneath the waves, wondering when they'd see the blue sky again.
I looked around, closed my eyes, and heard Mandy 2542's voice speak my control phrase. I instantly sank beneath the waves of a deep hypnotic trance, not to awaken totally until the end of my duty cycle. Once more in the world of the HumMechs, I would remain in a trance for quite some time.
And so I went back to work.
As I said, I am not a pleasure unit. I maintain the FemMechs and the odd Mech that is assigned here. I do the preventive maintenance and the client prep servicing. Unfortunately, annual maintenance is done elsewhere.
I clean the body, flush the internals, fill the lubrication reservoirs, and replace the odd clit sensor. Many times I'm given a Mech and told to replace the penis unit. Last week I installed a forty centimeter penis unit on a Mech due to a client request. I also upgraded a FemMech from a 34-B breast package to 38-DD, again due to a request.
I don't test the upgraded units myself, in most cases. Usually I supervise. Sometimes the unit can be tested solo. Other times, the services of a properly trained HumMech, or a ServMech, are required. In testing the penis upgrade, one of our ServMechs was modified, since the HumMechs were all busy.
A ServMech is a very basic Mech unit with no sexually distinguishing features and very limited programming. One of our older HumMechs calls her ServMech "Michael Jackson", but none of us understand what she means.
I have a few ServMechs with some, or all, of the sexual hardware. For testing the penis upgrade, I added a vagina to a ServMech. I hooked it up to the monitors and plugged the Mech's penis into it. I had to make sure everything was reading correctly, and that the Mech didn't "shoot it's load" mere seconds into the test. If that happened, I admit it would be more realistic, but not as fun for the client.
So I played with the vaginal tension, penile tension, even the amount of fluid to ejaculate at the proper time. The ServMech just lay there while the test unit pounded away above it. It passed the tests. It was a bit like watching a soda machine making love to a vacuum cleaner.
After cleaning everything, I checked the penis unit one last time before pronouncing it ready for service. This test would be quite fun to watch for a free HumMech or a Human. I plug the unit into my test console and power it up. A simple twist of a knob and the unit has a 40-centimeter erection. Twist the knob back and forth a few times and watch the penis shrink and grow hard, shrink and grown hard. Wait until it's limp and press a button. Nothing happens. Make it hard again and press the same button. The Mech, standing there totally expressionless, ejaculates. When I'm working, in a trance, it's not as fun to watch as it could be, but I've seen it free and I laughed for a long, long time.
A short time ago I installed a trance package in a new unit, Martha 133. This was a rush job for Mandy 2542 herself. It usually takes me four or five days to get the trance packages up and running. I did this one in a day and a half of solid work. Mandy 2542 was quite pleased, and let me know it by putting me into a pleasure trance for an afternoon. Then she stayed with me to make sure I got the most out of it. Michelle 51 would have done the same thing.
The most embarrassing thing I've ever done is fail to seal a vaginal unit properly. The client ejaculated and shorted the unit out. It caused a bit of damage to the client, too, who was promptly sent to a FemMech for treatment. Naturally, the FemMech was a trance unit, and the treatment included a nice deep trance, for pain, of course, and a few carefully worded suggestions. When the client left, he had somehow forgotten all about the little mishap.
One of the most fun things I've done is watch a unit that I installed the trance package in actually recruit someone. I mean, I've been through it myself, so I know quite well what it's like to find yourself staring helplessly into the eyes of a FemMech, but to SEE an attractive young woman succumb to the hypnotic power of one of my friends...It's quite a turn-on.
Lately, Mandy 2542 has been using me for, how shall I say, testing unauthorized HumMech upgrades. I can't go into it other than to say what little I remember is quite extraordinary.
Mandy 2542 has just informed me the free period is over. I must go now.
Thank you for allowing me to share these recollections with you.
Michelle 726