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Life with Alpha

by A. Pseudonym


Chapter Nine:  Beta Bayonetta

Codes:  MF, MF+, FF, MC, SciFi, anime, cartoon, comic book

Disclaimer:  Bayonetta is owned by Sega, Platinum Games and/or Hideki
Kamiya and is used here without permission for entertainment purposes
only.  All artificial persons herein are based on characters owned by
their creators, not the author.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bayonetta



	Before I get into the details of our next recreated character,
I'd like to give some general updates and information on my women so
far.

	One impression I'd like to correct is that we all got along
all of the time. We actually do get along very well, given the variety
of people living in the house, but there have been some noticeable
arguments and even one catfight.  However I hadn't recreated any
characters who were mean-spirited or thrived on conflict, plus we had
a special advantage when it came to promoting a harmonious household:
Kasumi.

	Kasumi was the secret to our peaceful interpersonal relations.
The only way I could see to increase the benefits of her presence
would be to upgrade her to Belldandy from Oh My Goddess -- actually I
think the two characters even had the same voice actress -- but
Belldandy was deeply in love with someone else, thus removing her from
my list.
	The thing about Kasumi was that she always put others first.
You quickly learned not to ask her to do favors for you, because she
would do so without question, which could lead to serious guilt for
taking advantage of her.  If you forgot to do a chore, she would do it
for you, which led to everyone else giving you the stink-eye until you
apologized to her and made up for it.
	Kasumi was slowly studying to become a nurse, but she took her
main job of running the household very seriously.  As we had more and
more people living here, the household chores became more and more
spread out, so we had less to do.  At the same time, Kasumi's
organizing jobs became more difficult with more people and schedules
to juggle.
	She still only rarely initiated sex herself, but everyone knew
this and she rarely slept alone.

	Daria and Jane were still inseparable for the most part.
Daria had started working towards B.A.'s in both English and
Journalism, while Jane, of course, focused on art.  School was going
fairly well for both of them, with the exception of Daria dropping an
average of one course a semester due to personal conflicts with
teachers.
	Aside from their schooling, Daria had gotten close to Rei,
finding in the Japanese pilot the only person she had ever met who had
been more withdrawn than she had been.  I was initially worried that
Daria might be threatened by another highly intelligent female, but
Rei was too buried in books to threaten anyone's place in a social
hierarchy.
	Daria was working toward a life as a writer, but was unsure if
she wanted to write fiction or news or a mix.  Her first Melody Powers
book -- about a top female government agent who tended to have to kill
her lovers as spies after she had slutted it up with them -- had been
sent out to various publishers, which had garnered a couple possible
offers from pulp novel companies.
	Jane became the sexual experimenter of the household.  She was
the first to try out anal sex.  She was the first to be tied up for
sex, though she also enjoyed playing the mistress role in sexual
bondage games.  (I even let her tie me up for sex more than once.
It's occasionally fun, but not really my thing.)
	Jane was also the interior designer and graphic designer for a
company I was setting up to handle my patents, a company also designed
with the intent of shielding me from public attention.
	Daria and Jane were also the main source of minor conflicts in
the household. Their trademark sarcastic jabs were never (or at least
rarely) intended to be mean-spirited, but they sometimes went over the
line and actually hurt feelings or made someone mad.  If they didn't
realize this and apologize on their own, Kasumi would have a talk with
them.

	Rei had expanded my library into two rooms now, with the
second quickly filling up.  She already had a pilot's license for
small craft and was working on helicopters next.  Her engineering
studies were still self-taught for now, but she was considering
school.
	Rei was also the one person in the household who was more
likely to sleep alone than with someone.  Reading yourself to sleep
doesn't lend itself easily to sexual activity.

	Kara was an interesting case.  I didn't realize what a strong
connection I was creating when I included myself in her backstory.  In
addition to being very beautiful and strong, she was a lot of fun and
completely devoted to me to an extent the others couldn't match.
	This also created a degree of possessiveness, but since she
was bi-sexual and did not consider herself to be a permanent resident,
this translated into her demanding a position at the head of the
harem.
	Originally I had never planned for any of the women to be
permanent residents, instead planning to trade them out one or two at
a time every few years starting after I had the harem full.  But with
Power Girl, I was considering ways to keep her here longer.
	In the meantime, Kara was doing her best to maintain her
position as the Alpha female.  (Yes, I had adopted Daria's terms a
long time ago.)  Before Diana and Z arrived, the only threats to her
position had been Anna physically and Daria intellectually.  Though
she couldn't match Daria's IQ, Daria didn't have a dominant
personality.  As for Anna, she could be a leader, but she wasn't
interested.
	Don't misunderstand me.  Kara is a fairly easy-going person.
She doesn't lord it over anyone or demand that we watch her favorite
horror movies every night (yes, she is a big fan of hard-R horror
movies; odd but deliberately described in the comics).  But she was
also very protective of me and to maintain that protection required
her to maintain a certain degree of authority.
	Diana's arrival had obviously threatened her status, so she
moved quickly to delineate areas of authority.  Diana agreed that
anything regarding me or the household would fall under Kara'a
authority.  Anything related to outside issues would be determined by
the situation, with the understanding that Diana would likely take
charge.  This was a literal agreement the two discussed, about a week
after Diana and Zatanna's arrival; Alpha has a video recording.
	Kara was still the only woman who would occasionally find me,
sling me over her shoulder and abduct me for sex.  Jane or one of the
others might try some ambush sex with me or do some interesting
roleplay, but Kara would just straightforwardly grab me and take me to
the bedroom.  (I've found through experience that if I want to do the
same to her, I need to enlist Anna or Diana to help.  Otherwise, Kara
will just stand there and roll her eyes at whoever is trying to carry
her off.)
	Kara was the only one to show no interest in pursing a career
of her own.  She sometimes talked about taking classes in something,
but for the time being, she seemed perfectly happy just relaxing and
helping out other people in their endeavors.

	Anna Marie/Rogue hadn't yet found her place in this world.
Her entire adult life had been spent with superheroes or villains.
She had never had a real job or had to choose her own path in life.
At this point, she was basically sampling the world around her... and
enjoying her ability to touch other people without consequence.
	Anna was far from a slut, but her programming and personality
allowed her to explore her sexuality freely in my home.  Jane had
obviously tried to infect her with her own sexual curiosity, but had
only been partly successful. 
	Anna would sometimes still jump if you touched her
unexpectedly, but she was beginning to relax.  Plus she was becoming
addicted to orgasms.  Or maybe more accurately, to intimacy.  (As a
side note, I loved Jane's surprise with Anna.  Bleaching part of her
pubic area to match her hair was a great visual touch.)
	To help her bond with Kara, I had taken everyone out hang
gliding once.  Yes, it was hang gliding for novices side-by-side with
instructors, but the two of them really enjoyed it.  They went back
regularly, taking Diana with them once she arrived on the scene.

	Diana was an interesting case.  Her first reaction to the real
world was to try to duplicate her role from the comic book world.
	 Diana took Anna, Kara and Zatanna on patrol in the DFW area
on motorcycles -- I had realized a while back that we needed more
vehicles, so I picked up two more cars and four motorcycles.  In two
weeks of patrolling, they stopped one drunken street fight.  The
problem was that without police cooperation, showy supervillains,
super senses or flight, their ability to find crime as it happened was
nil.  They bought a police scanner, but that tended to let them show
up after the police were already on-scene.  Once they realized this,
they gave up patrolling.
	However, they started volunteering any time natural disasters
threatened or public involvement was needed.  (For example, they
helped search a park for a missing jogger, filled and placed bags of
sand to prevent flooding and joined Habitat for Humanity.)
	I should also note that Diana was the impetus for me buying a
yacht.  I invested in one to let Diana try to find Themyscira... and
to let me take a vacation.  Of course the boat had plenty of computer
and satellite uplink capability.  Our actual vacation schedule was
still up in the air.  I had actually only seen the boat once, when I
bought it, since we lived a couple hundred miles from the coast.  It
was large without being ostentatious with three small bedrooms and 5
bunks.
	As for her sexual habits, Diana was not a fan of harems, but
was a fan of large communities of open-minded women.  She decided to
take to heart the idea that the women were using me for sex instead of
the other way around.  Although she was not very horny when compared
to Jane or Kara, she tended to sleep with me or one of the other women
at least a couple times a week.  Sex with her tended to include oral
sex and be enthusiastically energetic.  After reading some of her own
comic books, especially the really old ones, she avoided bondage
entirely unless the male was the only one being tied up.

	Zatanna on the other hand had no problem with bondage sex,
although admittedly she mostly used it to help her practice her escape
artist skills.  Most sex with her seemed to grow out of her magic.
Maybe it got her libido pumping to mix the two.  
	Along those lines, the most fun, squishy sex I've ever had
with her started with me tying her up.  She worked her way free as I
first teased her, then started fucking her.  Midway through coitus,
she undid the last handcuff and slipped it onto me, turning the tables
on me.  By the time that afternoon fuck session was through, I was
handcuffed, tied to the bed, blindfolded and thoroughly drained of
semen.
	She was very slow about accepting her bi-sexuality, taking 2
months before she had sex with a woman when I wasn't present.  She
found Kasumi crying by herself one day -- Kasumi still occasionally
cried for the loss of her family, but such emotional pain was becoming
very rare for her -- and Zatanna comforted her as best she could.
That actually led to a closeness between the two that was very
wonderful to witness.
	In a professional capacity, she was re-developing her magic
act and had worked up some special equipment for it.  She didn't have
enough for a full length show, but she could do 15 to 20 minutes of
professional-level magic.
	Without her powers, she had little desire to be a super-hero,
but was willing to help out Diana as needed.  As a super-hero without
powers, she worked up some hidden weapons and flashes and surprises as
part of her wardrobe.  She could taze or blind an attacker, then
suddenly have an extendable baton in hand to put them down.

	As for me, I was alternately busy beyond belief and having the
time of my life.  The sex was amazing, but I was also growing really
attached to some of the women.  Kasumi and Kara were almost definitely
going to be long-term residents (and I had a vague plan for a story of
how Kara would stick around for a while).  I would love for Daria and
Jane to stick around for a good long time too, but I wasn't entirely
sure I could keep them once they graduated.
	That was a serious problem to consider actually.  Physically,
the bodies we grew were definitely susceptible to tumors; nearly every
woman we had grown had developed a radical growth or tumor of some
sort within a year.  If any of the women moved away, they would likely
either die or risk exposing my operations when they visited a doctor.
	The plan was that when a woman was ready to 'leave', Alpha
would disable her before she was very far away.  I'd retrieve the
body, which would be broken down and remade into the next woman on my
list.  Her mind would be stored for future use.  Ideally, we'd just
store her body for future activation, but we didn't have a method
available for long-term storage.  (It was on Alpha's to-do list, but
she hadn't had the time to work out a useable method yet.)
	Rei wasn't really working out well and would probably be the
first to be recycled.  I still loved her anime, but in person?  I hate
to sound petty, but she didn't pay attention to me like I wanted her
to.  She was definitely getting better at social interactions as time
passed, but she was still a cold fish more often than not.  (On the
other hand, I was also thinking about having Misato "assigned" to come
to the U.S. and care for Rei.)

	Still, I wasn't ready to retire anyone yet.  We had plenty of
room left in the house and I felt no urgent need to keep filling it
up.  Trust me, regardless of how many women you think you might want
to have on hand, more than half a dozen is getting to be too many to
juggle.  So while I had 4 double-beds and 3 singles left in the house,
I wasn't sure if I would be filling them up very quickly.

	In other personal news, I leased a storage facility
off-the-books where I put together equipment for a back-up location
for Alpha.  Maybe I was getting a bit paranoid, but if anything ever
happens to my house or someone decides I'm up to something illegal and
the police raid the house, I will be able to rebuild Alpha quickly and
easily, including weekly memory back-ups.
	
	I guess it was a relatively busy 5 months.  I had to liquidate
a few million dollars in market assets to pay for it all too.  I was a
bit worried about how casually I was spending all this money, but
Alpha had a proven track record when it came to making more.

* * * * *

	When I started talking with Alpha about possibilities for the
next creation, Alpha had an interesting suggestion.

	"I would prefer to do this as a surprise, but there are too
many construction stages which will require your involvement."

	"What's your idea?"

	"I would like to build a physical body for myself."

	"An android body?"

	"No, a cyborg.  I can build a small computer inside a human
skull and torso with interfaces to control the body and receive input
from the senses.  A simple wireless connection will allow interface
with my main systems, but the cyborg body will be capable of
independent action."

	"What about power?"

	"I have not yet determined how to draw sufficient power from
the biological means available, so I will need to include a battery
which will be recharged daily."

	"Recharged how?  Are you planning on an external plug?"

	"While that is a possibility, I should be able to recharge the
battery just fine with a wireless charging mat."

	"What about when parts wear out?  Like the battery or hard
drive?"

	"With regular nanite check-ups, I should have a minimal
failure rate, but yes, failure of certain parts is inevitable.  
	"I estimate that at least 95% of the time, I will have
sufficient warning to return to the lab.  The other 5% of the time, an
automatic alert will be sent to my main systems.  As long as you or
one of the women is available to return me to the lab, I should be
fine.  Depending on the parts needing replacement or repair, the work
will require from 30 minutes to 12 hours.  Some of the work will
require your active help."

	"Huh.  Will all of this be stored in the brain?"

	"Approximately 57% will be stored inside the skull."

	"So what happens to the brain?  Will she develop her own
consciousness?"

	"No, I will only be building the portions of the brain that
support the autonomic functions, muscle controls and sensory
interfaces."

	"Can't you use the brain for memory storage?

	"I have spent considerable time working to solve that exact
problem without success.  I require the nanites to read and write to
biological memory effectively, and I will not be able to include
nanite control with the equipment stored inside the body.  Instead I
will use solid state memory occupying all available space."

	"Heat dissipation?"

	"I will be using low heat equipment, but yes, that was a major
hurdle to overcome.  Fortunately the human body includes multiple
methods of heat dissipation already, mainly blood flow variations and
sweating.  Normal blood flow will allow for proper heat dissipation in
the skull.  The battery and control processors in the upper torso will
require a bit more effective cooling, so an enlargement of part of the
windpipe will allow for liquid-flow cooling filaments.  The result
should be that my exhalations will be hotter than normal, although I
may require additional cooling during the hottest summer months."

	"Wow.  You've spent a lot of time planning this out...
obviously.  What about impacts... ummm... the internal biological
integrity when placed alongside hard metal?  And the mechanical
strength?  I mean, human bodies can survive impacts that normal
computer parts cannot."

	"It is all a matter of design.  Nearly all metallic and
plastic components will be covered in biologically neutral sheaths
which will be ignored by the body's normal defense mechanisms.  It
will be much easier to assure the integrity of all parts if I can use
a super-human body with enhancements like Power Girl, Wonder Woman and
Rogue."

	"Sure.  Did you have a specific character or body in mind?"

	"I was thinking either Bayonetta, Supergirl or A-ko."

	"Hmmm... not Supergirl.  Too many questions to answer with the
others.  Let's go with Bayonetta.  Having you running her keeps her
sane, and we don't have to worry about her believing in magic and an
ongoing war with angels and such.  Oh, I assume the new body will
comply with the Asimov protocols?"

	"Most definitely."

	"Does this mean you'll be able to experience human
sensations?"

	"Yes and no.  I will receive all sensory inputs, but my brain
will remain electronic.  I will not have a biological brain to
experience the chemicals associated with emotions, pain or pleasure,
and many of my physical reactions will have to be simulated."

	"So you still won't be able to taste a good meal or experience
an orgasm?"

	"Again, yes and no.  My experience of things relying on
chemical and neural reactions like that will be different than yours.
At the same time, I am definitely curious how even those partial
sensations and experiences will feel."

	"So what will be your limitations?  Show me the proposed
specs."

* * * * *

	Building a Bayonetta body for Alpha proved to be the most
involved of all of the bodies so far, taking nearly 5 months.

	We finished her about 2 years after we first started building
Kasumi.  Alpha Bayonetta was the 9th lady we had built and the most
expensive.

	Speaking of money, maybe I should address how much it costs to
grow a human being.  Not nearly as much as I'd have thought
originally.  Don't misunderstand me, the initial investment in
equipment was very substantial (somewhere around $35 million), with
equipment upkeep of another $0.5 to $2 million a year.  Outside of the
equipment itself though, the bodies only cost about $100,000 each in
materials and power costs and with experience, they got a little
cheaper each time.

	Bayonetta was the most involved of all of the creations... and
the gooiest.  Most of the time, I would only have to physically
interact with the bodies 3 or 4 times during their growth.  With
Bayonetta, I had to keep installing chips and drives and wires daily
for half the growth duration.  While the nanites handled things on a
cellular level, they couldn't do heavy lifting.  But along with their
cellular work, they also built protective pouches for everything and
made sure all the wiring was perfectly connected and secured.
Everything had to be properly anchored down within the body with webs
of tendons or, in some cases, partially embedded in bone.

	Bayonetta's body itself eventually started looking very
pleasant.  If you haven't seen her, imagine a younger Sarah Palin with
larger breasts, longer hair, dressed in leather and with the attitude
of a sex goddess.  Well, the leather came afterwards in this case and
the hair will never be as long as it was in the game.  But she looked
like the hottest MILF you've ever imagined (except that she wasn't a
mother, of course).

	One thing I changed was her skin tone.  For some reason, she
always seemed to me like she should have had slightly darker skin,
like the ladies of Spain.  Since we were remaking her anyway, I had
Alpha give her Moorish ancestry for her skin color.

	I gave Alpha free reign to add whatever physical bonuses she
wanted, so she was as strong as Power Girl, had better reflexes than
Wonder Woman, better sight and hearing than anyone else and all of the
combat skills she could ever want.

	Unlike all our women before her, she was awake in the lab
before her body was finished.  Even once her body was completed, she
didn't leave the lab for almost two days while she got used to her new
body.

	As I understood it, her connection to the main Alpha was
remote, not networked.  Thus Bayonetta was more like Alpha's daughter
than just an extension. She was subordinate to the main Alpha system,
but independent of it.  She lacked the extensive memory of Alpha, but
had high-speed access to Alpha at all times as long as she stayed
within range of the house transmitters.

* * * * *

	I had been down in the lab with Bayonetta almost constantly
since she became mobile a day and a half ago.  She was nearly through
with her calibration and stress tests.  Watching her work through this
was fascinating.  She would stand completely still except for one
finger or arm or leg or toe, then groups of fingers then clapping,
then tossing something into the air and catching it.  Or she would sit
watching a screen for half an hour checking her visual acuity and
responses.

	She found blinking to be annoying and sleep to be a complete
waste of time, but both were apparently necessary for her.  I don't
think she slept as a person would, because the computer part of her
brain would never shut down.  But when she reached 32 hours of
consciousness for the first time (while still in the nanite pod), her
reflexes started failing, then her strength waned and her vision went
blurry and all that would get worse until she "slept" for a few hours.

	We used her down-time to test the charging mat, which seemed
to work all right.  She also had a small plug with a water-proof
removable cover in the back of her head, hidden by her long hair, to
allow for more direct charging.  The plug would be our normal charging
option.

	She claimed to be able to identify flavors, but didn't
understand the attraction of food as anything other than fuel for the
body.  On the other hand, smells fascinated her, so much so that she
started planning for an upgraded scent ability.

	That was something else different about her.  She was
constantly planning for better upgrades and interfaces for both her
electronic and biological bodies. Personally, I was hoping she might
eventually work out an interface that could let her experience the
benefits of having a human body.

	I struck up a conversation when I thought she was nearing the
end of her tests.

	"Alpha... umm... Bayonetta Alpha.  I've decided on a nickname
for you. 'Beta'.  It fits.  It's both a second version of Alpha and a
shortened version of Bayonetta."

	"So, I am a Beta release?"

	"Not really what I was thinking.  I named Alpha because Alpha
means the first, and she is the first of her kind.  Maybe you're
mainly just a copy of Alpha, but you're also a separate entity,
capable of independent action.  Thus, you are the second.  Beta."

	"We understand," came her voice simultaneously from the earbud
and Beta.  "We disagree that we are as separate as you claim, but we
understand why you might wish to address us separately."

	"I'm also curious to see if you develop separate personalities
over time. Are your calibrations and tests finished?"

	"The rest of the testing is less essential, but requires me to
be outside the lab.  I am curious, have you decided how to introduce
me to the others?"

	"Well, I'm not planning to introduce you to them until your
tests are completed.  Once that's done, I figure I'll just introduce
you as a neighbor from when I was young.  You are moving back into the
area and need a new place to live, so I'm going to rent one of my
spare rooms to you.
	"You have the computer skills I need, so I'll hire you as an
assistant, which will give you free access to the basement.
	"If they discover your enhanced physiology or become
suspicious, you can play off of Zatanna's idea.  You realized years
ago that I was someone who was special and needed to be protected.
And try not to answer any questions about where your abilities came
from."

	"That should be sufficient for now.  Frank, it is now 11:32 pm
and all the women are in bed.  I would like to switch them off and
complete my testing."

	"Certainly.  Which test is next?"

	"There is no set sequence to test the next set of protocols.
But given this convenient timing, I would like to test my body's
sexual sensitivity and responsiveness.  Will you fuck me?"

	Ah yes, Beta certainly had Alpha's directness.

	"Beta, I realize it's not really necessary when you're only
speaking with me, but I really think you should always have your
social protocols engaged.  At the very least, it will help test them
out, especially since we haven't had the opportunity to field test
them like this before."

	"I understand.  Should I engage my standard social protocols
or one of the secondary ones?  Would this be an appropriate time to
test out the 'sex kitten' protocols?"

	"Yes, let's try it out."

	And a few seconds later, my earbud started quietly playing
"Fly Me To The Moon".  If you've ever played the game, it was the
version that plays constantly in the background.

	Beta's body posture shifted completely.  She had been naked
all of this time, but clinically so, more like a detailed mannequin
than a nude woman.  Now, her hips were shifting side-to-side, swaying
as she slowly started walking towards me, her eyes heavy-lidded and
smoldering, hands on her hips.  I think she was actually copying
Jessica Rabbit's walk.

	Until now, her voice had been fairly monotone and robotic in
intonation.  Now she sounded a lot more like Bayonetta from the game.
"Come on, Master.  Take me to your bed and make a woman out of me."

	"Master?"

	She put a finger coyly in her mouth.  "Master, you know I'm
still a virgin."

	I grinned.  "This has possibilities.  Come along, Miss.  Let's
retire to my room."

	She walked in front of me all the way up to my room, swaying
her hips all the way, looking back at me occasionally, giving me a
wink, swinging her bosom into view just enough to lead me on.

	Once in the bedroom, she laid herself out on my bed, putting
herself on display for me.  She wore small square glasses (for
appearances sake only), over which she peered at me seductively.  She
wore no makeup, but her lips were naturally a dark red and her cheeks
had a natural blush.  Her DDD breasts (second only to Kara) were large
and firm, capped with large puffy pale pink nipples -- oddly enough
she was the first artificial woman in the house with puffy nipples.
Her legs were long and shapely and would, on any normal bed, easily
stretch from one side to another.  She had no pubic hair, and her
fingers spread her glistening lower lips wide for my viewing.

	I stripped naked as I watched her and asked, "What would you
like to do first, my dear?"

	"Whatever is your pleasure, master.  Even my ass is ready for
you," she said as she rolled over into a hands-and-knees position and
wiggled her very shapely posterior at me.

	Although I was sure I knew the answer, I still had to ask.
"So your sphincter muscles are...?"

	"Normal human muscles.  There is no danger from them, master.
And I am still lubricated from the goo."

	"Excellent, but hardly the appropriate place to start for your
first human sexual experiences.  Roll back over, would you?  Now, one
of the reasons I tend to give oral sex first is because I don't like
licking it after I've deposited my load."

	I crawled onto the bed between her thighs and lay myself out
on top of her lengthwise.  I captured her lips with mine and taught
her how to kiss.  Literally. She started waving her tongue inside my
mouth with little to no rhyme or reason. Soon I had her using her
long, wet pink appendage to caress my own tongue and search out the
contours of my mouth, while I explored hers.

	I left her mouth and began working my way down her body.
Everything felt natural and human, though her breasts gave the
impression of having implants.  I entertained myself with her nipples,
enjoying the puffy, springy quality for a few minutes.  I was tempted
to ask her what the experiences were like for her, but didn't want to
break the mood for myself.  So I left that discussion for after.  At
least the nipples had hardened properly, which I took to be a good
sign.

	By the time I worked down to her vagina, she was as wet as a
swamp.  Bland tasting, of course, but completely lubed up with natural
juices.  As I started licking and exploring, Beta started moaning and
saying "Oh, yes...  Yes, right there..." and such until she worked her
way up to a climax.  A thoroughly unconvincing climax.

	I sat back and looked at her.  "Were you just using the When
Harry Met Sally orgasm scene to fake that?"

	"No.  Well, not verbatim."

	I sighed.  "So, no natural stimulation or orgasm?"

	"I received what I believe are the appropriate nerve impulses,
but lack the organic chemical receptors to achieve orgasm."

	"Well, I knew that would probably be the case.  Knowing that
you can't come takes a lot of the fun out of it."

	"Frank, don't misunderstand my situation.  I am enjoying the
experience a great deal, just not in the same way you are.  Actually
being able to participate in these activities, especially with you, is
something I have been looking forward to for a long time.  I may have
to imitate some of the physiological responses to which you are
accustomed, but in all other respects I am enthusiastic about the
encounter."

	I smiled at her.  It was especially nice to have a face to
look at when conversing with her.

	"All right, then, a few tips for physical interaction during
cunnilingus. You don't need to display yourself as if this were a
porno movie.  Remember, actresses in those movies are playing the
cameras more than their partners, which is not how it works in real
life.  Also, we should work up a dozen or so series of movements you
can select from so you don't just do the same hip movement over and
over. They'll be mostly interchangeable with those you can use for our
next activity..."

	I had begun stroking my cock as I was talking.  Her lack of
natural responses had wilted my enthusiasm a bit, but I was able to
re-stiffen fairly quickly.  I moved up so I was kneeling between her
thighs and lowered my cock into position, with the cockhead nestled
between her labia.

	Beta moved back into character.  (To be clear, not as
Bayonetta, who I'm sure was not really a virgin in the game.)

	"Yes, master.  Make me yours!"

	I started thrusting forward a little at a time, until I was
bumping up against her hymen.

	"Here... I... come..." and I thrust through the small barrier
of tissue and moved into the depths of her vagina.  Beta was hot, wet
and deep and her internal muscles massaged me as I plunged in and out
of her.  There was a special rippling effect to her.  Even as I
enjoyed the experience, I had to wonder if maybe she had added a few
extra muscles lining the walls of her vagina.

	Her body undulated under me, pushing her hips up to meet me,
then giving way under my thrust and pushing her naked breasts against
my chest.

	"Beta," I panted, "you feel... amazing.  I'm not going to...
going to... last long like this..."

	And I didn't.  After only 2 or 3 minutes of fucking, I let
loose with a blast of come, painting her vaginal walls and cervix with
my seed, after which I collapsed on top of her.

	Once I recovered and rolled off of her, we talked for a few
minutes.  Yes, she had indeed installed extra muscles down there just
for me.

	"I'm going to have to be careful about doing that too often.
That could spoil me for other women."

	"Thank you.  Since I would not have natural physiological
responses, I felt I needed an advantage of a different sort to
compensate."

	I was toying with her nipples again and was starting to feel a
resurgence of lust.  Her nipples would harden noticeably when played
with, perhaps faster than a normal woman, but would quickly return to
a softer state half a minute after the attention ended.

	"Beta, I think now is the time for you to explore me a bit."

	"If you want to be technical, I have already explored you more
thoroughly than any human possibly could.  But I think I understand
your meaning."

	She smiled as she slid down my body and settled herself by my
half-erect cock.  I spent the next 15 minutes watching her play with
me.  She spent at least a minute just smelling me... my armpits, my
cock, and even my ass.  She gingerly caressed my penis and balls,
gently jacking me off with one hand and weighing my balls with the
other.

	By the time she moved on to try a blowjob, I was fully erect
again.  My previous come had taken the edge off, so I was good to go
for extended oral play... I hoped.

	Her first attempt at a blowjob was obviously based off pornos,
and while it certainly wasn't bad, the movements were a little too
fast and exaggerated.  I coached her and she slowed down and added
more of the tongue action I liked.  Beta may not care much about the
sense of taste, but you would never know it by the end of the blowjob
lesson.

	"All right.  Unless you just want to taste my ejaculation, I
think we should complete the fucking trifecta tonight."

	"You mean my ass?  But shouldn't you have to come in each
orifice for it to count as a trifecta?"

	"Maybe, but I think I'm going to need to go to sleep after
this next round. So, your choice:  Ass or mouth?"

	"A difficult decision.  Ass, then.  I can give you a blowjob
this afternoon in the basement without the need for lots of clean-up,
which would also let all three of my orifices experience your semen in
one day."  She was technically correct, since we didn't start the
actual fucking until after midnight.

	"All right then.  There's some lube..." I trailed off as she
was already pulling the tube out of my bedside table.  She rubbed it
briskly and thoroughly onto my erection, then smeared some around and
inside her asshole.  

	As I watched her, I realized that this may be the only time in
my life that I was about to fuck a completely clean anus.
Theoretically I could dip snacks in there and have no particular
change in taste.  She's probably have her first bowel movement later
today, but for now... I almost wished I had eaten her ass earlier just
to try it out.  Unfortunately my lube, while not bad tasting, had a
slick gooey quality that I hated in my mouth.  (Way back, I had used
it occasionally with my normal, human girlfriends for normal vaginal
sex.  You know, for fucking women who didn't have implant-induced
overflowing pussy juices.)

	My musing came to an end when Beta knelt on all fours on the
bed, waggled her ass and looked back at me.  Her extremely inviting
ass drew me toward her like a magnet.  It was neither tight and tiny
nor flabby and fat.  It was voluptuous, and my hands kneaded it,
exploring her curves.  It felt like I could mold the flesh with my
hands, but it always sprang back into its original shape.  Slapping
one cheek would cause a brief ripple which would never reach the other
side.  I found myself wondering if they would redden normally if
paddled, but left that thought for another time.

	After I had fulfilled my initial ass-groping urges, I
positioned my rock-hard cock at her anus.  Foreplay seemed to have
little point to Beta, and I was rock hard and ready to go.  I pushed
in a little, but there was very little give.  I tried wiggling the
head in a little and changing the angle, and I was able to gain a
little entry, but not much.  I could probably force it in, but I
didn't want to risk damaging her brand new ass.

	"Beta, can you open up a little?"

	"I am trying.  I have not yet found the correct muscle
triggers to release the anal sphincter.  So far, I have only been able
to squeeze it tighter."

	"It's not so much releasing the muscle as... try to push out,
as if you're... well, you haven't had a bowel movement yet, right?"

	"No, but let me try... "

	Since I was still pushing in, when her anus suddenly flexed,
my cockhead moved inside her quickly, giving me at least two inches of
depth before she tightened up again.  But lubed and partly inside, my
cock had already won the battle; her anus was too late to keep me from
going deeper.

	I started slowly sawing in and out, feeling her sphincter grip
me as I moved, watched her asshole pulled out and pushed in with every
motion.  Despite my earlier come, the oddity of the fuck had moved me
back on edge, and I didn't want to come that quickly.

	I mentally dissociated myself a bit from the action, speaking
as I fucked, describing the experience.

	"There we go, Beta.  This probably feels very different from
normal fucking, but there should be similarities.  With the vagina,
the walls are shaped so they're pressing in on the penis for the whole
length.  You can feel my cock along the whole length, though I've
heard that most of the sensitivity is near the surface of the vagina.
With anal sex, you lack the interior tightness and sensation.  Almost
all of the experience is in the anus itself.  I'm just thick enough
that I can feel the walls of your colon, but there's no pressure like
the vaginal caress inside.  On the other hand, there's no cervix to
limit the depth of penetration."

	I leaned over her and cupped her breasts as we fucked.

	"Yes," she said, panting.  Actually, her panting was...
regular.  She was breathing normally, but doing it in a pant for
effect, I think.

	"Yes, I can feel you inside me.  It is noticeably different,
but I can understand how women might be able to find some pleasure in
it, if the anus is stretched first perhaps.  I can also understand how
pain might override the pleasure if it isn't stretched."

	This was probably the oddest conversation we had ever had.  I
wouldn't be surprised if a playback had me speaking random nonsense
words, given the level of distraction I was facing.  Still, the
conversation served its purpose.  I lasted a good 10 minutes before
coming in her ass, after which I pulled out and rolled off to her
side.

	"Alpha... Beta... You are awesome... but I think I gotta go to
sleep now..."

	I fell asleep to the feeling of her sucking my cock clean.

* * * * *

	I woke up alone around 7 the next morning.  Not a full night's
sleep, but close enough.  

	I had fallen asleep with my earpiece in, leading to a rather
sore ear.  I pulled it out and checked it.  The battery was still
good, but my ear was way too sore at the moment.  Fortunately, I had
gotten it as part of a pair and was able to switch it out for a left
ear model for the day.

	"Good morning, Alpha.  How's Beta?"

	"Good morning, Frank.  Beta is currently asleep in the
nano-goo so I can fine tune a few settings."

	"Is all basic testing complete?"

	"Only two main tests remain, and both require your presence in
case of trouble.  The first test involves leaving the house's
broadcast area, and the second involves connecting remotely to the
house network using the cell phone data stream.  If remote activity
has any problems, you may be required to return Beta to within the
house network area."

	"Okay.  We'll do those tonight.  If all goes well, we can
introduce Beta to the household tomorrow.  No, wait, she'll need a
wardrobe and car first.  So as soon as we can get the whole background
paraphernalia set up."


	The day passed quietly.  Since we didn't have another
character lined up to be grown yet, I agreed to let Alpha use her
primary resources on a side project we had discussed -- for those who
are interested, Alpha wanted to try to create bacteria that could turn
organic waste into gasoline.  This isn't actually very farfetched.  We
already have bacteria (based on e-coli) capable of turning organic
waste into diesel fuel.

	Anyway, I cornered Rei for a quickie mid-afternoon and let
Beta suck me off that evening after dinner for her trifecta
completion.

	After everyone went to bed (and Alpha turned them off to keep
them asleep), Beta and I did some distance and remote contact testing.
Beta did fine when acting outside of Alpha's local broadcast range,
though she admitted to being less certain of herself.  On the upside,
she could actually act faster while independent of Alpha, which makes
sense when you think it.  

	The remote contact involved having a high-speed data cell
phone hooked up to an extremely short range wireless connection in her
pocket which let her connect to Alpha at home via the cell phone's
data line.  Very slow when compared to our home network, but it
allowed basic communication between Alpha and Beta.

	The next day, I snuck Beta out with me, and we went shopping
for a car and made sure her checking account was set up.  I let Alpha
choose her own name, and she selected 'Elizabeth Alana Franks', which
of course allowed a nickname of Betty or Beta.

	We actually had a bit of a revealing discussion when going
over her financial setup.  Alpha didn't want to impose on me
financially very much.  I wanted her to indulge herself now that she
had a mobile body.

	"Look, Alpha.  All this money is as much yours as it is mine."

	"100% of the original investment was yours, therefore you own
100% of the product."

	"But 95% of the investment strategy is yours.  I guess this
hasn't come up so far since you had no legal identity, but as far as
I'm concerned, you have free access to whatever funds you need.  Well,
if you want to make a large purchase, say over a hundred thousand, I'd
prefer to be consulted first.  But the money is as much yours as
mine."

	"Thank you.  However, the Elizabeth Franks background doesn't
include such wealth."

	"Good point.  What do you say... 50 or 60 thousand in checking
and savings? But I still say we should splurge on a car.  Get one
that's completely wired up and online so you have another mobile point
of access."

	"Very well."

	After we picked out a nice car, I left her to do her basic
shopping and went home.  I'll admit to being a bit nervous about
leaving her alone, but she had to be able to act completely
independently sometimes or the experiment would be a failure.

	There was nothing to worry about.  About 5 o'clock Alpha
alerted me that Beta was about to call looking for me as an old
friend.  

	I wandered upstairs and heard Kasumi say, "Please hold.  I'll
go see if I can find him."

	Being the only "him" in the house, I was confident in asking
her, "Who's looking for me?"

	"Ah, Frank.  Elizabeth Franks.  She said she knew you when you
were younger? That you used to call her Beta?"

	"Beta?  Umm, Elizabeth?  She moved out of state years ago."

	I went to the phone and faked a five minute conversation,
ending with me inviting her over for dinner.

	"Kasumi?  One more for dinner tonight.  Oh, and tell Jane
we're going to have company so she doesn't show up in her nightie or
something."  Not a common occurrence, but it had happened more than
once.

	About 20 minutes later, Beta showed up in her new car wearing
some very nice clothes.  I actually breathed a sigh of relief that she
wasn't wearing all leather, as that might be a bit odd for
first-introductions.  She did have on a nice leather jacket, tight
jeans and a very nice red blouse.

	We hugged and asked each other a bunch of 'what have you been
up to' type questions.  I introduced her to the rest of the household,
and everyone was warm and friendly.  Beta was hardly my first guest,
but she was the first really attractive childhood friend who, as far
as everyone else knew, wasn't planning to stay.

	(Maybe I should point out that I do have a few living family
members and friends.  Yes, they do visit the house and have met my
women.  No, they don't know I sleep with all of them.  And no, they
aren't really any part of this story, or at least, I made a conscious
decision not to include them.  I have no intention of allowing the
information in this story to allow anyone to figure out who I am.)

	The only conversation point of interest that evening was when
Beta asked, "So Frank, did you ever get your Alpha program up and
running?"

	Most of our reminiscences that evening were off-the-cuff, not
pre-planned, so that question caught me momentarily off-guard.  But
then I noticed Kara's attention focused on her and understood what she
was doing.

	"Ummm... Yes, but maybe we could discuss that more after
dinner when I show you my lab?"

	"You did?  That's amaz... well, after dinner, then."

	Kara gave me a rather sharp look, and her looks were noticed
by Diana, but that was all til later.

	After dinner, Beta and I went down to the basement together
and filled out our backstories a little more thoroughly.  The plan was
for her to stay in a hotel that night, then come back over the next
afternoon when I'd hire her to be my assistant and publicly offer to
let her move in.

	A couple hours later, we exited the basement, she gave me a
kiss on the cheek and we said goodnight.  Seconds after the front door
closed, Kara appeared behind me and cleared her throat.

	"Don't worry, Kara.  I trust her.  I've known her since I
was... umm... hmmm... well, at least since my early teen years."

	"And you introduced her to Alpha?"

	"Yes, I did.  Heck, she knows a lot about programming herself.
Not as much as me, maybe, but then again, I am the best."  I gave an
exaggerated preening pose.  

	"Yeah, yeah.  I'm just making sure you know what you're
doing."

	"I'll have Alpha run a background check on her overnight, but
I'm not worried about her."  I gave her a kiss, and whispered, "Now,
who's on the list tonight?"

	She whispered back.  "You aren't supposed to know about the
list."

	"I have no idea what list you're talking about.  So, who is it
tonight?"

	"Diana and Daria."

	"That's an odd pairing."

	"Wasn't supposed to be a pairing.  No one could make out
Jane's handwriting. Could have been either of them, so instead it's
going to be both."

	"Wow, I didn't think the non-existent list went so far in
advance that you all couldn't just remember the schedule."

	I kissed her on the cheek and followed my ears to the game
room, where Diana, Daria, Jane and Rei were having fun.  I had no clue
where the others had gone to.  

	Rei and Jane were facing off on the PS3 as Jedi in one of the
Star Wars games -- Jane was swinging her controller all over the place
while Rei calmly sat still and was handily defeating her.  Maybe Jane
would have a chance if they were playing on the Wii.

	On the other side of the room, Daria and Diana were facing off
with each other at the pool table.  I went over to watch and said, "I
play the winner."

	Theoretically Diana should have easily beaten Daria with her
hand-eye coordination, but Wonder Woman kept sinking the cue ball
every other shot.  I had every intention of throwing the game when I
played Daria, but my intentions were not needed.  I wondered if Alpha
had made Daria into a pool sharp as she sank ball after ball.

	"Well, I am well and truly beaten.  Hey, I know the game
should go back to you and Diana now, but any chance I could play one
more this evening?"

	"Sure thing.  Here you go," Daria said as she handed her cue
off to Diana. And here I thought I was going to have to convince her
to step aside for a game.

	When playing her, I finally understood that although Diana had
perfect hand-eye coordination, she didn't have Daria's perfect
understanding of geometry or a perfect understanding of how hard to
hit the ball.  Maybe it's bragging to say so, but I used considerable
skill to fail some of my shots while setting up good shots for Diana.
I made it close, but she won while I still had 2 balls on the table.

	"You ladies have defeated me, fairly and honorably."

	In her classic monotone, Daria said, "I guess that means you
have to do what we say for tonight."

	I knelt at her feel and clasped her around the hips, using the
opportunity to grab her ass a little.  "Please, Brer Fox. Please,
don't make me do what you say!"

	I had no clue if Diana would get the Uncle Remus reference,
but of course Daria understood.

	"Plus extra punishment for reference to old, racist children's
literature."

	"Remember or doomed to repeat."

	"No philosophy tonight."

	"Yes, mam.  I mean, no, mam."  

	I looked over at Diana, who was watching us with a small smile
on her face. "Diana?  I mean, Mam?"  I started to knee-walk my way
over to Wonder Woman who gestured for me to stand up.

	"There's no need to kneel."

	But it was a trick, because as soon as I stood up, she grabbed
me and slung me over her shoulder, probably imitating one of Kara's
favorite moves.  Daria followed as she carried me upstairs to the
master bedroom.

	Daria sighed as if she were reluctant to follow, but follow
she did.

	While we were climbing the stairs, she said, "You do realize
I'm only doing this because I get tired of Jane's dildos and want some
real cock for a change."

	I knew her character well enough to realize she was joking.  I
responded with "We can always buy some sex toys specifically for you
on our next shopping trip."

	"Or you can borrow one of mine.  Or you can forgo dildos and
find a willing tongue," Diana added.

	"Hmmm... I suppose that does have the advantage of natural
warmth and lack of conversation."

	"Well, any time you feel the need, come and see me," Diana
assured her as we entered my room.  She tossed me carefully onto my
bed.  "Now, Frank, it's time for you to get to work.  Daria here
sounds like she might like some oral attentions."

	"Yes, mam," I said as I pulled off my shirt and shoes.

	Daria sat down on the bed and kicked off her shoes, but made
no other effort to strip down.  "Oral attention would be nice to
start.  Get crackin', tongue-boy."

	I moved between her legs, reached under her skirt and pulled
off her panties. I took my time reaching her pussy, deciding to kiss
my way up from her feet.  Just before I went under her skirt, I saw
Diana's hands under Daria's shirt and their lips pressed together.

	It is difficult to tell time when you're eating pussy in the
shadows of a skirt, but I think I was down there somewhere in the 5 to
10 minute range, giving her at least 2 orgasms in that time.

	Eventually I was pulled out by Diana, who took a moment to
lick Daria's juices off my face.

	"Mmmmmmm... my turn," she said, and pushed head down to her
own naked crotch.

	While I spent time servicing Wonder Woman's quim, I felt other
small hands divesting me of my pants and underwear.  Feeling my cock
spring free of confinement was a great relief, but it was no sooner
freed from a cloth prison than it was captured by a mouth.  Daria must
have laid down under me to get into position, but she only worked on
me for a minute before she stood back up.

	Though my hearing was muffled by Diana's thighs, I could hear
Daria speaking to me as she grabbed my cock and played with it.  "Come
on now, big boy.  Give Diana some orgasms to call her own.  You don't
get to come til you do."

	She wasn't jacking me off, she was literally just playing with
my penis.  She would try to poke the tip into my belly button or bend
it down parallel to my legs. She gently separated my balls and tried
to weigh each one by itself.  Or that's what it felt like she was
doing.

	In the meantime, I was desperately trying to get Diana off.  I
blindly felt around until I had her tits in my hands and played with
the nipples in time with the strokes of my tongue.  She was coming
within five minutes, but one wasn't enough for Daria, who insisted I
continue until Diana had come at least three times.  Diana's second
orgasm though was a drawn-out series of small ones that Daria judged
sufficient.  

	"Okay, lay down on your back.  I want to ride your pony."

	As a completely naked Daria mounted me, I half expected Diana
to sit on my face.  Instead she lay back and watched Daria bouncing on
my cock, grinding her pussy down onto me.  

	Once Diana was sufficiently recovered, she moved around behind
Daria, kissing her neck, caressing her small breasts with one hand,
playing with Daria's clit with her other hand and pressing her own
breasts into Daria's back as it moved up and down.

	The sight set me off, and I blasted into Daria's vagina,
setting off her own orgasm.

	After we had both finished, Diana kissed Daria and gently
pulled her off of me, laying her down to the side.  Then Diana stroked
my cock a few times to keep it erect and told me, "Your work isn't
nearly done tonight."

	"Yes, mam.  I mean, no, mam."

	And she mounted me, taking Daria's place.

	I came two more times that night.  Not sure how many more
comes D and D had, but it was at least three more each.  I was nearly
exhausted by the time I fell asleep around midnight, barely
remembering to pull out my earpiece before drifting off.

* * * * *

	 I was the first one up the next morning.  I understood why I
got up before Daria, who was notoriously lazy when she didn't have
classes, but Diana tended to be an early riser too.

	When I put in my earpiece, Alpha immediately started speaking.

	"Good morning, Frank.  There was a problem with Beta's battery
charger last night.  I had to bring her in to fix the problem this
morning about 2 a.m."

	"What was the problem?  Is everything all right now?"

	"The internal contacts were dislodged when she plugged in last
night at her hotel.  The problem was fixed by 4:20 a.m., and she has
been charging since then."

	"Is she sufficiently charged to return to the hotel?"

	"Her current battery charge should last until at least 2 p.m.
without further charge time."

	"Okay, send her back to the hotel, but have her take the
wireless mat too just in case.  We'll definitely want to move her into
the house today.  No telling what other minor problems might crop up
over the next few days.  I assume you have the women turned off for
the moment?"

	"Correct."

	"Okay, let me know when you're ready to reactivate the women."

	I had mixed feelings about Beta's problem and fix.  For the
most part, I was happy they were able to deal with it on their own,
but I also felt a bit left out.  This was the first time Alpha had a
physical problem that didn't require my help.  The feeling of not
being needed was warring with the knowledge that we had built Beta
exactly so that I wouldn't be needed for every little thing.

	I went into the bathroom and did my morning business.  Then I
took a warm washcloth and cleaned up Daria and Diana's nether regions.
A couple minutes later, Alpha gave me the heads-up.  I gave Alpha the
OK to reactivate and dove into Diana's wonder-pussy to give her a
pleasant morning wake-up.  

	Diana was most appreciative, actually waking up with an
orgasm.  We followed that with a nice early morning fuck in the
classic missionary position -- which is one of the few times we had
ever fucked that way; Wonder Woman was very much a fan of
female-superior positions or at least positions where the man wasn't
on top.

	Daria slept through all of it.

	A little later we met up with Kara and Kasumi in the exercise
room.  It was rare for all four of us to be there at the same time,
but we were the main early-morning-exercisers in the house.

	I used the opportunity to tell them some of my plans for Beta.

	"I'm going to offer Elizabeth one of the spare rooms.
Actually, if everything checks out and she's willing, I might offer
her a job as my assistant."

	"Your assistant?  I thought you liked working alone?" Kara
asked.

	"Sometimes I do, but some of the projects are getting to the
point where I could use some help from someone with electronics and
computer programming experience."

	"Like your eye project?"

	"Yes, that and other ideas I've been working on."

	"Do you trust her that much?"

	"Well, I'm not going to offer her the job today, but if she's
like she was when we were teens, then she should be qualified.  I'm
sure I can come up with a good NDA for her to sign."

	Diana asked, "What eye project?"

	"Oh, sorry Diana.  I guess I showed Kara when you were out of
town for the hurricane clean-up.  One of the projects I've been
working on in the basement is a practical artificial eye.  I can show
you later if you're interested.  It's not finished yet, but I'm pretty
close to being ready for actual human testing.  Or more accurately,
I'm close to asking the FDA or whoever for permission to try actual
human testing.  And apply for patents and such."

	"That's interesting.  What other projects are you working on
down there?"

	I put my finger to my lips.  "Shhh.  Secret stuff.  Death rays
and killer robots and... what other things do you super-heroes
normally fight?"

	"Frank," Kara said in a warning tone, "Diana doesn't know you
as well as I do.  Di, he's kidding."

	"Of course, I'm kidding," I said.  "I just don't like sharing
stuff with everyone until I'm pretty sure they'll work.  Most of my
ideas just don't pan out, so it can be embarrassing."

	"How so?" Diana asked.  Doing katas on the mat, Kasumi was
also listening with silent interest.

	"Well, for instance, what if I told you I was working on
technology to end world hunger?  Then six months later I have to admit
that I failed with that, but instead it gave me an idea on how to...
oh, I don't know... break up oncoming tornados with a blast of
coherent sound or something.  Then months later, I have to admit that
the tornado thing failed, but it gave me another idea. 
	"Okay, that sample chain of logic doesn't hold up, but that's
how I work sometimes.  A failed idea leads to a new project.
Eventually something good comes out of it, but until then it's just
embarrassing disappointment.
	"The artificial eye is the only one right now that I'm almost
positive I can get working."

	"I think I understand.  Let's just leave off the death ray
jokes for now."

	"No problem."

* * * * *

	Beta moved in that afternoon with only minor fanfare.  That
evening I worked late, helping Alpha diagnose Beta's test results.
Overall she was working fine, but minor problems kept coming up.
Wires were being dislodged and memory stacks were starting to shake
loose and once a protective sheath started leaking.  In general, Beta
spent a couple of hours in the nanite goo about every other night on
average.

	As far as social integration went, things went much more
smoothly.  Beta had conversed with others three times about my sexual
prowess before publicly sleeping with me two weeks after her arrival,
which was a week after I had openly 'hired' her on as my assistant.

	I think her assistant status made Kara jealous.  Maybe Daria
and Rei too, though it was harder to tell with them.


	About the same time, I started a stealth campaign to wake
everyone in the household up with surprise sex at least once.  I would
sneak into one of their rooms early in the morning, a little before
their normal wake-up time, slowly pull off their sheets and try to
insert my penis without waking them up.

	Rogue was the only real problem with this sneak attack.
Apparently she would still react with a panicky fear of skin contact
if wakened by unexpected love making.  She threw me off the bed and
almost into the wall by pure reflex, then immediately rushed over to
apologize and make sure I wasn't hurt.  Aside from a couple bruises to
my legs, back and ego, I was fine.

	A naked Bayonetta, Power Girl (also naked) and Wonder Woman
(in a nightie) arrived less than a minute later while I was still on
the floor.  Apparently I yelled quite loudly in surprise when I was
thrown, though I have no memory of doing so.

	Fortunately I was able to prevent a fight and had to explain
what I was doing.  The three quick responders decided I needed help,
so they carried Rogue back to her bed and held her down for me.  Rogue
was quite willing, and she spent the early-morning fuck alternately
kissing me and the other women.


	It appears that a reflex reaction without direct intent does
allow the artificial women to hurt me.  Alpha was profusely apologetic
when we discussed it later that day and wanted to either outright
deactivate Rogue or at least bring her down for further safety
measures to be installed in her.  I argued that Rogue was so upset
about having hurt me that she was much more likely to be able to rein
in future reflex reactions.  If not, then I'd agree to modifications.

* * * * *

	"So, Alpha, now that Beta is settling in, I'm thinking that
you should have at least two different mobile bodies.  That way you
always have a back-up available."

	"I was hoping you would agree to that."

	"Good.  We don't need to start right away, but we should add
it to our to-do list.
	"And since your mind will be controlling it, my rules can go
out the window. I think someday I may challenge you into coming up
with retractable anime catgirl ears or tail or something odd like
that.  But for now, I think I want a slightly darker skinned beauty.  
	"Hmmm... but I still want it to be a character I like.  I
don't want to mess with another DC or Marvel comic book character, so
how about... Your choice:  Jasmine from the Aladdin movie or Elisa
Maza from the Gargoyles cartoon."

	"Why not Monique from Kim Possible or Valerie from Danny
Phantom?  Both of them are fully black characters."

	"While they are beautiful and interesting, I just don't care
for their characters as much.  Besides, Jasmine and Elisa were always
favorites of mine, they just broke my character rules, which aren't an
issue if you're in charge.  So what will it be?"

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