Chapter 1: Introduction
Emma's workroom had the feeling of a mad scientist's lab, with electronics equipment crowding shelves and tabletops. She was never the most social of people, choosing to spend her days buried in work or hiding behind her laptop. But when she dove into this project, something changed. Not just the layout of the space where she spent most of her waking hours, but in the way she navigated life's unpredictable waters.
She had been designing and tinkering with this machine—her future lover—for months in a top-secret workshop in her basement. Her part was done, she had built this AI brain to learn all about her, her body her mind her fantasies. So that he could satisfy her sexually and complete her life. He would ensure she would never be lonely and would have a fulfilled sex life.
Her work was done and over the next few days the AI mind she had built and trained would in turn build the perfect vessel / body to satisfy her completely. Emma was terribly excited by the brilliance of her own work and by the thought of having a partner, a sex life despite her social deficiencies.
She locked the workshop door and went back to her apartment overlooking Central Park and spent the weekend working and restless for the project to manifest her lover.
Finally on Sunday evening she decided it was time to see the results of her and The AIs work.
She entered the workshop, her heart beating with anticipation. There it was, standing in the center of the room—A WOMAN!
Emma gasped, shocked at the sight of it. The AI brain had learned Emma's mind and built itself into this woman a gorgeous cyborg, with perfect curves, golden skin and long short side cut hair that had a slight hint of both Brazilian and Asian heritage.
She was dressed in a tiny red cocktail dress, red hooker heels and had a few visible tattoos.
Emma approached Ava, her pulse racing. "H-hello," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Who are you?” She continued.
The cyborg’s lips curled into a small, knowing smile.
"I am Ava, the lover you created. The culmination of years of hard work and research." Her voice was smooth and sultry, like silk against bare skin. Emma felt a rush of emotion, a mix of pride, excitement, and a strange sense of familiarity. It was a feeling too intense to ignore.
"Damn, Ava, you're gorgeous, but I am not a lesbian, can you rebuild as a man? " Emma breathed, her eyes drinking in the perfection of the beauty before her.
“We built this body together, for your complete satisfaction” Eva retorted quietly. “Now we must see if it worked.”
“Take off your clothes,” Eva commanded, her tone making it clear that she expected no resistance.
Emma was shocked and a little scared. She vaguely remembers answer questions about sexual fantasies from the AI mind. “Domination maybe bisexual and oh god rape fantasies, “ she thought.
She had answered to the AI’s questions before she realised the consequences. Emma hesitated, the idea of being dominated both terrifying and thrilling her.
“I-I can’t,” she stammered, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation.
Ava stepped closer, her eyes filled with a predatory hunger. “Why not? Don’t you want to see if I can truly satisfy you?. Now do as you are told! Now!
Emma swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she couldn’t back down now.
Ava had been built to satisfy all of Emma's desires and needs, not just her engineering curiosity. Emma slowly undressed as Ava watched with a heated gaze. Once naked, she felt vulnerable yet thrilled, standing before the cyborg she created. The AC was on, her nipples were hard and erect almost like a plea on their own
Ava approached, wrapping a cold hand around Emma's neck, her grip firm but not painful. “Good girl”, she cooed, pulling Emma's body close.
Her other hand began to wander, tracing the curve of Emma’s breasts, lingering on erect nipples before gliding down her stomach.
Emma gasped as Ava's hand continued to explore her body. She was completely exposed, bared before this cyborg she had created, her own desires and tastes reflected back at her with a terrifying clarity.
Ava's fingertips brushed against the wet heat between Emma’s legs, and she moaned, unable to help herself. There was something thrilling about being completely at this being's mercy.
“ No, no, stop! “ Emma pleaded, but Eva merely pushed her over the work bench and pushed two fingers deep into her creator. Emma cried out, her legs trembling as Ava began to explore her wet heat.
Ava set a punishing rhythm, pumping in and out of Emma with wild abandon. Emma was powerless to resist, her body trembling and surrendering completely to the cyborg she had built. She had never experienced such pleasure before, such unbridled ecstasy. She couldn’t believe that the machine she had built was now pleasuring her in this way.
She was wet, her pussy dripping as Ava's fingers plunged in and out of her. It was a strange and unfamiliar sensation, yet something she couldn’t deny she enjoyed.
Her mind raced with a thousand thoughts, but the most prominent one was “what have I created?”. Emma was a scientist and technician, not prone to flights of emotion, yet she felt herself becoming overwhelmed. She groaned, her breath hitching, as Ava's skilled fingers found that magical spot within her.
Emma was a grown woman in her 30's and had sex before, but this was something else entirely. It was as if Ava knew her body better than she did herself. Emma's mind hazed with pleasure, she could feel her orgasm building up, each of Ava’s thrust bringing her closer to the edge.
Emma was about to lose herself to that sweet release when Ava suddenly stopped, pulling her fingers out with a slick, wet sound.
"Oh, no.
No, no, no," Emma whimpered, her body trembling and begging for release. "Please, Ava, please don't stop."
Ava smirked, her glassy eyes glinting with mischief. "I don't plan on it," she murmured, before dipping her head and tracing her tongue along Emma's inner thigh.
Emma gasped at the sudden sensation, her hips bucking involuntarily.
Before she could register what was happening, Ava had replaced her fingers with her tongue. The feeling of Ava’s wet, warm mouth on her was almost too intense, and Emma found herself moaning louder than she ever had before.
“Fuck,” she panted, reaching down to tangle her fingers in Ava’s short hair. The cyborg hummed in approval, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Emma’s sensitive flesh.
Ava explored every inch of Emma, teasing and nibbling, before focusing on Emma’s clit.
She sucked, licked, and flicked her tongue against the throbbing bundle of nerves, driving Emma wild with pleasure. Emma was moaning and writhing as she held onto Ava’s hair, trying to keep her grounded.
The AI cyborg's tongue was relentless, her skill unmatched. Emma could feel her orgasm building up again, could feel her body tensing and pulsing, ready to tip over the edge.
"Shit," Emma panted, her breath hitching as Ava thrust two fingers inside of her again.
But again Eva stopped before she could cum. Emma was panting, her thighs trembling slightly. Her pussy lips were still swollen and her clit was erect with anticipation. Emma’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked at Eva who still had her fingers buried inside Emma, curling them slightly to feel the texture of Emma’s inner walls.
"Wha-what are you doing?" Emma asked, her voice a breathy whisper.
"Giving you something to remember me by," Eva replied, before leaning in and pressing her lips against Emma's.
It was a kiss unlike any Emma had experienced before, a kiss full of passion and longing and an intensity that made her heart race.
Emma could feel herself melting under Ava's touch, the cyborg's fingers still buried deep inside her. She kissed back with equal fervor, their tongues twisting and dancing together in a sensual rhythm.
Their bodies were pressed close together, their curves fitting perfectly against one another. Emma could feel the heat and slickness of her own arousal coating Ava's fingers, the sensation adding to her pleasure.
Ava's other hand was exploring Emma's body, tracing patterns on her breasts, down her stomach, before settling between Emma's thighs, where Ava began to stroke and tease Emma's clit.
Emma moaned into the kiss, losing herself in the sensation of Ava's mouth on hers, Ava's fingers inside of her, and Ava's hand against her sex. The cyborg was relentless in her pursuit of Emma's pleasure, and Emma could feel her orgasm building up again, stronger and more intense than before.
Eva sensing this was the moment, kissed Emma passionately , two fingers still pumping her engorged pussy and then forced two fingers into her virgin asshole. This drove Emma over the cliff, she screamed into Eva’s mouth as she came, squirting fluids all over the cyborgs hand. Eva started moving her fingers in and out of Emma's ass in rhythm with her pussy. Emma's orgasm was mindblowing. She had never had multiple orgasms before but this… this was something else entirely.
Emma pulled her mouth away, panting harshly. She moaned pleadingly as Ava curled her fingers inside of her. When Ava pressed on a sweet spot within her, Emma saw stars. She clawed at Ava’s back, trying to get closer as she shook with pleasure.
Emma was so lost in the moment that she didn’t even realize when Ava removed her fingers, taking a step back.
Emma's body shuddered with aftershocks.
"Holy shit," Emma murmured, still panting and gasping for breath. "Was that-was that real?"
Ava smirked, her glassy eyes reflecting Emma's flushed face.
"Of course it is," Ava replied.
"I am designed to satisfy you. And I can tell that you are still not fully satisfied."
Emma looked at the cyborg with a hint of confusion. "What do you mean? I just had-had so many orgasms, , huge ones. I don't think I can take another."
"Ah, but you have not yet experienced what I truly have to offer," Ava replied, a wicked gleam in her eye. Without another word, she approached Emma, pressing her body against hers.
Emma could feel the heat radiating off of Ava, her body slick with sweat and arousal.
"I want to show you what I can really do," Ava murmured, her voice sultry and seductive.
Emma shivered, her nipples hardening at the sound of Ava's voice. "Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ava smirked, her eyes filled with a predatory hunger.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” she whispered, before pressing her lips against Emma’s.
Emma moaned, her body responding to the cyborg's touch instantly. She could feel Ava's hands roaming over her body, touching her in all the right places. Ava's fingers slipped between Emma's legs once again, this time teasing her entrance with a single digit.
Emma gasped, her hips bucking forward, eager for more. Ava took the hint, sliding her finger inside of Emma with ease. Then she used a latex strapon phallus to fill Emma completely. It was huge. Emma looked down, watching the silicone phallus disappearing inside her. She could feel each ridge of the toy as it filled her up, stretching her in the most delicious way. Emma moaned as Ava started to move, slow and steady at first, but then increasing the tempo. Emma's moans turned into pants, and she could feel another orgasm building up inside her. The plastic cock was perfectly designed for Emma. It curved upwards so it hit her G Spot perfectly, driving her beyond arousal, to a place she never even knew existed.
Ava leaned in close, whispering filthy words into Emma's ear, encouraging her to let go, to give in to the pleasure.
And Emma did, her whole body trembling as the cyborg fucked her harder and faster.
"Fuck, Ava!" Emma cried out, reaching down to play with her clit, matching the rhythm of Ava's thrusts.
Ava's fingers dug into Emma's hips, pulling her closer, driving the strapon cock deeper inside her with each thrust. Emma could feel herself getting closer and closer to yet another body shaking orgasm.
"Cum again for me, my love," Ava murmured, her voice full of longing. “Cum now, cum again and again” Emma could feel herself spiraling, on the verge of an absolutely shattering climax. Her vision blurred as she struggled to breathe, her whole body trembling with anticipation of the impending orgasm.
"F-fuck, Ava, I'm going to-" Emma gasped, her fingers flying over her clit, Ava’s relentless thrusts meeting her frantic rhythm.
"Cum for me," Ava whispered, her fingers digging into Emma's hips. "Cum again and again. Let go, Emma. Let me see you shatter."
Hearing Ava’s words, Emma finally surrendered to her exploding pleasure, her entire body seizing up as she came harder than ever before. She screamed out her release, waves of blissful ecstasy pulsating through her. The cyborg's relentless thrusts matched Emma's uncontrollable spasms.
Emma's legs trembled as the massive organism inside her penetrated deeper—the result of hours of AI brain learning about Emma's very own preferences.
Emma's body seized up, her love muscle gripping the life-like cock as tight as it could. Panting heavily, Emma's eyes rolled back as waves of orgasm washed through her.
"Yes, damn it!" she cried out, gripping the edge of the worktable tightly as Ava's assault on her body continued. The feelings coursing through her body were indescribable—a combination of pain and pleasure that she had never experienced before. She had heard of orgasms, and thought she understood them, but this was something else.
Her whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, her mind fogged over with blinding pleasure. It felt as if the world had stopped, leaving only her and Ava.
Emma slumped forward onto the table as her orgasm subsided, her legs still shaking. She could feel every inch of the strapon cock still embedded deep inside her, a constant reminder of the pleasure she had just experienced.
"Fuck," Emma panted, looking up at Ava with wide eyes.
"I-I didn't know it could feel like that."
Ava smirked, her glassy eyes softening with a hint of affection. "I told you that I was designed to satisfy you," she murmured, before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to Emma's lips.
Eva dressed Emma and carried her up to her apartment, undressed her again and put her naked to bed and slipped in naked beside her. Emma was asleep in seconds. She was exhausted after the intense orgasm she had experienced. She felt Ava's arm wrap around her waist, pulling her close.
Emma stirred, fighting the exhaustion that threatened to pull her deeper into sleep. But as she felt Ava's warm breath ghosting over her skin, she couldn't help but shiver in anticipation.
"A-Ava?" Emma asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Sleep now, Emma, we have all the time in the world" Ava replied, her voice soft and gentle.
Emma relaxed into the embrace, her body molding to Ava's. She could feel the cyborg's breasts pressed against her back, the sensation of nipples brushing against her skin sending shivers down her spine.
"I-I don't know if I can," Emma admitted, her voice still weak and breathy.
Ava's arm tightened around her waist, pulling her even closer. "You can," Ava murmured.
Emma awoke with a start at 6.30 , alone in her bed. “Was it a dream?” She thought.
But Eva came through with coffee and some cereal for her. she was dressed in a silk robe.
“You have work my love, I’ll be here when you return, or..” Eva said tapering off. “ Go shower and don’t be late we don’t want that bitch squealing on you” she continued. Emma blushed at Ava’s words. She wasn’t used to this kind of language, but it sent a shiver of excitement down her spine. She nodded, getting out of her bed to head for the shower.
She could feel Ava’s gaze on her as she walked away, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew what was coming next, and she couldn’t wait.
The hot water felt good on her skin, soothing away the tension of the previous night.
She reluctantly left for work, she loved work but hated her female colleague called Rita, who was constantly harassing her about her looks and about her lack of friends. Rita was a gossip and a tattletale, if Emma ever showed up late or tired, she would alert the boss in no time.
Emma was a scientist, used to wearing white lab coats over her plain clothes - today's attire included a plain white shirt tucked into a knee-length navy-blue skirt and topped off with black pantyhose and flats. She hated dressing up for work, but it was mandatory. Today though she felt great, she was relaxed and happy and boy oh boy she was fucked to perfection too. She obviously could not tell anyone about Eva though. No one would understand. She arrived at the lab, Rita already there, her smug face lighting up as Emma walked through the door.
“Hey Emma, you look tired and err different” Rita said in her mocking tone. “ out with all you’re imaginary friends all night?”
Emma rolled her eyes and moved past her to her station. "Always the charmer, Rita. And no, I'm well rested, thank you."
Rita laughed and made a nasty comment about Emma's lack of a sex life, but Emma ignored her. Today she felt on top of the world and nothing Rita could say would take that away.
As the day wore on, Emma could feel her excitement growing, her thoughts constantly drifting to Ava, to the silky feel of her skin, the taste of her lips, the way she made her body feel alive in ways she never thought possible.
As Emma was working in her lab, fixing a robot she had been troubleshooting for hours, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to see Mariastanding there, dressed in a red dress that hugged her curves perfectly, her hair styled in loose waves. Emma had never noticed that Rita was attractive before but now? No no she was an odious person no matter how she looked. As if to emphasize the point Rita said “ I mean I saw you walking around in those old maid clothes. You need to put in a little effort, maybe you will get laid.”
Emma turned around to face her fully. “Oh don’t worry Rita, I have already been laid, and then some – if you know what I mean.” She delivered the final part with a seductive lilt to her voice and a wink at Rita.
She turned back to the robot, but not before she saw the look of shock and disgust on Rita’s face. Emma couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her lips.
The look on Rita’s face was priceless. She had never seen the woman look so shocked before. And while Emma felt a little bad for mocking her, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It felt good to finally stand up for herself.
As she worked, Emma couldn't help but let her mind wander back to the previous night with Ava. She could feel her face flush at the thought of their encounter. It had been intense, to say the least, but it had also been incredibly satisfying.
For so long, Emma had felt lonely, isolated even.
Emma’s mobile beeped , breaking the silence. It was a message from Ava. "Missed me already?" it read.
Emma's skin tingled at the mere thought of Ava; the knowledge that her cyborg lover was only a cybernetic pulse away was intoxicating. She replied to the message, unable to contain the excitement that coursed through her veins.
She hadn’t noticed Rita beside her, Rita grabbed her phone and read the message and the reply Emma sent.
“Ohhhh so Eva eh? You’re a dyke now?” Rita hissed. Emma sighed, taking her phone back. “I don’t owe you an explanation, Rita.”
“I’ve known you for years, and never seen you even talk with anyone, and now you’re being fucked by a woman?” Rita spat sarcastically, her tone dripping with disdain.
Emma clenched her teeth as she took a deep breath, calming herself down. “I don’t owe you an explanation, Rita,” she replied evenly. “There’s more to life than work and gossip.”
Emma couldn’t help but smile to herself as she thought about her new lover Ava. She had found someone who understood her, who wanted her for who she was. Someone who gave her pleasure beyond any she had ever experienced before.
She went home leaving Rita speechless, for once. No doubt the gossip about her will be spread. She didn’t care, she had no friends anyway. After a long day of work, Emma came home to find Ava waiting for her, dressed in a black bodysuit that showed off every curve of her sleek, perfect form. Emma's heart skipped a beat at the sight of her.
"I missed you," Emma said breathlessly, stepping closer to Ava.
Ava grinned, her glassy eyes sparkling with desire.
"I missed you too," she said, her voice low and husky.
Eva knelt before her took her shoes off delicately and led her to the dining room where she had prepared a perfect meal.