Murder Drones One-Shots [Volume One]

A Present for N

A/N: Request from @TheMaroonWriter  Murder Drone Uzi x Murder Drone N.  As always, requests are still open to anyone who wants to see a ship/idea written, just comment in this first chapter of this book so I can keep track of them.  Enjoy the fic, it's a spicy one!

N doesn't know how it happened, but he woke up from overheating to find something interesting in his bed. Because of the size of the drone, N thought V accidentally went into his bed instead of her own, but when he lifted the covers, he found a naked murder drone with purple hair in front of him.

"UZI?!" N yelped and fell off of the bed. This caused the purple drone to wake up in a grumpy state, not registering what was going on.

"N? You good? What hap-" Uzi stopped talking once she noticed how cold it seemed to be, and she looked down. She had the body of a murder drone! And her clothes were ripped off from the size increase and ended up naked! "AHHH!" Uzi screamed and covered herself with the blanket. Her and N stared at one another for a moment.

"What...did you upgrade or something without telling me biscuit?" N asked, visor blushing. Him and Uzi actually started dating about six months ago, but only recently did they start to engage in sexual activity. So to see her like that was still...well let's just say it was doing something to him.

"I-no. I don't think so, I don't remember doing anything or...V! You son of a bitch!" Uzi yelled as she caught V giggling away in the doorframe, running away with what seemed like a phone in her hands. Lizzy must have convinced her to do some prank.

"Enjoy it N! Happy Birthday!" V laughed and exited the pod, Uzi heard Lizzy's laughter soon after outside of the pod with V. She then heard the door shut, and eventually it was just the two lover drones again.

Uzi couldn't stop blushing. The oil V gave her earlier must have had some sort of chip in it to alternate Uzi's body into a murder drone for the time being. But why?

Wait...didn't she say something to N? Happy...Birthday? Wait, shit! It's his birthday?

"N! Why didn't you tell me about your birthday?!" Uzi asked him, angry he wouldn't tell her, completely forgetting about their current problem. N was still sat there in shock.

"I-I well...I forgot to be honest. We didn't really keep track of birthdays back at the manner when we were workers. It's not like we could keep track anyways but...V always made sure to do something. Guess she hasn't changed after all." N smirked at the memory.

Uzi looked into N's visor for a minute, she knew he always reminisced about being a worker. To him it was an easier time, and she didn't blame him for thinking that way. In a way she understood too.

I guess this form isn't too bad. Thank you V, I owe you one.

Uzi smirked and got up off the bed, standing in front of N with the blanket still wrapped around her. She then gave him a small, yet seductive smile, before dropping the blanket all together. And there in front of N's optics, stood Uzi as a naked murder drone. She was still pretty short, but had grown a few inches taller. His optics traveled up and down on her body. Her thighs which somehow still had her purple and black striped stocking on them, her womanhood, up to her waist where her now slightly larger breasts stood, and finally her purple hair, while not to much longer, seemed to grow about an inch or two. While she did to N before, Uzi practically looked like a robotic goddess standing in front of him.

His optics connected with her face again, seeing his girlfriend's smirk that he knew very well. She wanted to get a little physical. If it was physical she wanted, then physical she will get.