Themes: Sexual themes, fembots, self-destruction.
She was riding on top of me. Hair bouncing, breasts swaying, and hips gyrating. It was dark. I had only met her earlier in the evening downtown at the club. Just another one night stand.
I run my hands down from her voluptuous breasts, past her slim waist, and place a hand on the small of her back. I feel something plastic...with a metallic base?
"Don't touch that" she says sternly, still pumping away on top of me.
"Why not?" I ask, finger trailing over the button.
"Just Don't" she says with an air of annoyance as she brings a hand around back and grabs my wrist.
"I swear to---If you push that it won't be good!" she says in a stern singsong voice.
"Ah...!~" she lets out a soft, frustrated moan as I put pressure on the button.
I push down on the button. It sticks down with a satisfying *click!*.
"Shit." Her hand shoots behind her back, and she feels for the button only to find it pressed down.
Her body shudders, chugs, and lets out a momentary churn. She turns back to me and rolls her eyes.
"You pushed it...great." she says annoyed. She keeps riding me. A small red glow begins to shine within her midriff.
"So what happens now?" I ask.
She huffs out a sigh.
"Well you just pushed my self-destruct button *unh~*" She begins working harder on me, as if shes in a hurry. "Sooooo...*mmm!*
"You have a self destruct button?"
"Uh yea...I'm a robot dummy...I figured you knew." She says as knocks on the side of her head with her fist, producing a metallic *clonk* sound.
The red glow gets a bit brighter and begins to fill up her torso and the base of her limbs.
"Error: Core temperature rising" she says flatly in a neutral tone. That sentence felt automated.
Her eyes blink rapidly a few times and she clears her throat "*ahem* sorry thats an automated warning. We should wrap this up soon..." Her voice sounded casually concerned.
"Yea I don't know why the designers *ah~* decided to put that there. Some *ooh~* sick joke maybe." She said in between breaths and moans.
A slight hiss began to emanate from her center and smoke came out of her crotch from where I was penetrating her. She felt very warm, hot even.
"See? My systems are slowly overheating. It'll only be a short while before I go boom..." she said as she brought her hands to her breasts which were glowing a bright red now. "I'm burning up..." she said with a sensual sigh as the glow began to fill up her face as if she was blushing intensely. Her red glow gave the dark room a bit of light.
"Should I leave? Will the blast hurt me?"
"Probably." She said through her glowing head. Smoke began to pour from her mouth and ears.
Her head twitched.
"Oop...there goes some hardware in my head. Y-you need to get out of here." She said as she brought a hand to her head as she clenched her body.
She got off of me and quickly motioned me to leave the room as she put her hair up and began to put on her bra and panties. "Don't wanna go out *bzz* completely naked. Embarassing..." she trailed off with an annoyed malfunctiony giggle.
"Ok *bzz* before I explode...you need to *tzz* get a bag. When I explode *Brzz!*. Put all the parts in a bag and someone will come *Zzz!* collect me.
"Oh fuck" she said, feeling the sensation begin to overtake her.
Her head twitched a few more times. Each twitch causing her to elicit a frustrated moan. She stood there in my room, glitching out and malfunctioning more and more as smoke poured out from her in heavier amounts.
"Also *Bzz!* you should probably get a fire extinguisher. *Tzzt!* Just in case. Her hands shot to her head as her vision faded in out of broken static.
"Systems...shutting...*Zzzt!*"
Her head begin to wildly bob back and forth and side to side. Her mouth opened and her luscious lips wobbbled as her head bobbled around. Her breasts and hips swayed and jiggled as her body vibrated under the intense self-destruction overload.
Springs sproinged out from different parts of her body and nuts and bolts scattered about as multiple little explosions began to burst forth from all over her. An explosion blew off one of her breasts, creating a hole exposing some hardware, wires, and a loose spring. A chunk of her belly blew off, spraying coolant fluid on my carpet.
"This, this this, e-embarassing!" her voice crackled out with static.
Her hands frantically searched her body, feeling for malfunctions and trying to push springs back in and cover coolant leaks.
"Aaaaaaaaaahh...." her voice begin to trail and crackle as most of her systems were now defunct.
Her head caught fire. Time to go.
I closed the door. A few seconds later...
*Bang!*
I opened the door to see a black blast zone with bits and pieces of my date from earlier scattered all over my room.