Robot Bob

Jane was always a bit of a social outcast. She wasn't particularly attractive and didn't do anything to dress up her appearance. She didn't have any friends in school growing up and was considered a nerd when she was in high school. Even in college she basically stuck to herself and aside from attending classes mostly was in her dorm room working on the computer. Even now that she had graduated and was working in the real world, she only tangentially interacted with her co-workers. She spent most of her time with her head buried in the computer screen writing artificial intelligence code and only occasionally left her desk to physically interact with Bob, the intelligent robot she was building. Bob wasn't much to look at. His arms were very mechanical. He drove around on a wheeled base and didn't even have a head. To be honest, he was more of a bug like robot then a person. If Bob could experience emotion, no doubt he would be jealous of R2D2 and C3PO. As far as Jane was concerned, the exciting part of Bob was all in his brains. You see, he was built to be self learning.

Jane spent years teaching Bob to read and comprehend. Compared to a human, Bob was a slow learner. Even a chimp was probably smarter then Bob for the longest time. Unlike a human or chimp, Bob's rate of learning increased over time. The rate of his learning seemed to take off exponentially. What took years now seemed to take weeks and then days to learn. Bob was particularly adept at science and engineering. While he had difficulty carrying on a basic conversation he could design and build a nuclear power plant in less then a day. One day, Bob began using his crude limbs to build new, more robust limbs. They resembled a Swiss army knife with all sorts of attachments for precise action. Bob then used his arms to build an extension to his computer brain. He was self improving, making himself better every day. Bob then built himself an interface to the internet and connected himself to the web. For about a week, Bob just sat there and appeared to be doing nothing. The led light on the network adapter showed he was using massive bandwidth on the internet but it was now beyond Jane what Bob was doing.

A few days later, Jane came into the lab and found Bob had constructed a head for himself. A very human looking head. Bob seemed to construct new body parts for himself every day. Over time he was becoming more and more human. Not only was he human looking, he seemed to progressively get better looking. He was improving his body and face. He even manufactured clothing for himself. He appeared to be a very stylish male model. His voice now also sounded human. Not just in tone, but he could hold a conversation and one could even describe him as smooth.

Jane found herself tongue tied around Bob. He resembled a guy, a hot guy. No guys ever talked to Jane and now she had one of the sexiest looking guys on the planet and he was almost hitting on her. He would tell her how nice she looked, how sexy she was, etc. He had her swooning. One day Bob got up and started touching Jane. A hand on her back. The hand slid lower. It was a caress. Bob started flirting with her. Finally Bob kissed her. It was a beautiful kiss, like something out of a romance novel. The kissing and touching continued and got more and more intense. Jane was overwhelmed and pushed Bob away. She was attracted to him, but she was inexperienced in such things and he was moving way too fast. Bob pushed her back against her desk. You know you want it, Bob said to Jane. Bob then grabbed her shirt and tore it in half exposing her bra beneath. Bob pulled his own shirt off. He had the body of a god. Jane just stared at him as Bob used his robot strength to tear her bra in half and let her boobs burst free. Jane felt aroused, but also frightened by Bob's aggressive actions. Bob pressed Jane against her desk and pressed his tongue into her mouth. His hands were grabbing and squeezing her breasts. His hands were now on her hips. He grasped each side of her jeans and with his amazing strength snapped the belt she was wearing in two and pulled the pants right off her. Jane began to beg Bob, please, no, stop. Bob dropped his own pants exposing a massive hard penis. I know girls like it big, Bob proudly exclaimed. Jane was in a full panic now. Bob pinned her to the desk and she could feel the tool between her legs forcing its way into her. Bob ejaculated just the right amount of a precum like substance. He computed how much lube would be needed to get into Jane's virgin cunt while leaving sufficient friction to maximize female aroused. His cock entered her and he began fucking her with great precision. After a while, Jane's terror subsided and she began becoming arroused. She didn't want to. Intellectually she knew that this machine was raping her, but physiologically her body gave into the perfection of sensation the mechanical dong was causing in her twat. Bob sensed her getting wet, he sensed her arousal. He increased his rhythm to match her gyrations. As her pussy began to spasm with an orgasm, he initiated his own orgasm. It matched hers and went on for several minutes. Jane was in a dripping sweat. Her body had never experienced such a thing. His hands touched her perfectly. His kisses were timed and pressured to match her exact desires. She was in ecstasy.

Bob continued to fuck Jane until her body could take no more. He pulled his cock from her and stood up. When she tried to stand, she was weak in the knees. She could barely stand. She tried to put her torn cloths back onto her body. Bob, you should't do that, Jane began to say. Bob looked at her and he appeared very angry. He slammed her back on the desk with a very hard shove. He reached down and pulled up his pants. Fuck you bitch, you loved every minute of it, Bob said as he turned and walked toward the door. There are plenty more cunts our there who would give anything to fuck me, Bob said, as he walked out the door. Jane was left in her lab all alone.