NOT Your Grandma's Book of Progressive Erotica: Vol 7

Knowing Ai

Women don't want relationships anymore. It's the year 2090 and the world has changed. Relationships no longer exist and babies are literally made in giant test tubes now. If I was to ask a woman out, she'd look at me as if I didn't have a microchip in me. Sometimes I wonder why I even keep going on anymore. I swear I was born in the wrong era.

I suppose dating is the least of my worries since I have a job working on animatronics in a factory, which takes up most of my day. When I come home to my tiny apartment, I eat, shower, relax and then go to bed. I'm usually exhausted to the point where I pass out on my couch while watching a holographic 3D movie.

Today was a special day though. I had just ordered the newest companion robot after getting a raise at work. She was handmade for me with every feature that I wanted in a woman: long red hair, small amount of freckles, cute nose, green eyes and a slender body resembling a supermodel. I would have been happy with just about anything, but I figured since my dream of meeting the perfect woman was a bust, I decided to have her created. Giving up on it wasn't easy, but when a guy can buy his dream woman, why would he bother trying to go against the now social norms?

She was delivered while I was at work, so when I got home I was rather surprised to come home to the smell of food being cooked.

Greeting me as I walked in, she said, "Hello, sweetie, how was work?"

I didn't expect her voice to sound so non-robotic that it caught me off guard. It was like a neighbour had swapped chips and went into the wrong apartment. Once I clued into what she was, I finished taking off my work boots and walked over to the kitchen island where she was cooking a stir fry.

"Work was work," I laughed. "Same thing as usual. Dinner smells good," I added with a smile.

"Yes, I believe it does," she replied. "Maybe we can relax after dinner since work was boring."

Her responses were a bit direct, but I didn't mind too much. I figured it would take me a while to adjust as she learned how to interact with me. The newer models had an adaptive CPU inside them that I could plug my chip into as I slept to help with the process. All this technology was causing less and less human interaction. My grandparents were the last ones to have an actual baby born from the human womb. If I really wanted to, I could go down to the procreation centre, pick out my ideal female egg and then donate my sperm to have a child of my own in nine months. But there was no point to that. I didn't want to be a single dad, raising a child in this mess. The good days were over and I was just trying to find an outlet, a distraction from it all.

After dinner, we watched a movie. I was hesitant to cuddle up with her, but she snuggled right into me once the movie started. Her heating system seemed to work rather well as she was giving off just enough heat to simulate a real life person. I was happy with my purchase so far and for once in my life I didn't feel alone.

Before going to bed, I told her I was going to help her connect with me overnight with my chip. She curled up on the couch as I drew the unlock pattern on her back to access the CPU access panel in the back of her head. Once I pulled out my chip and placed it inside her, she shutdown for the night until I would wake her up in the morning.

I woke up to her still curled up on the couch. She seemed to still be in analysis mode, but I woke her up anyway and asked her how far she had gone through my chip.

"Everything actually," she responded. "I was configuring settings and running tests the rest of the time. I will also connect to the main HUB to check for any updates as well while you are at work."

"Sounds good," I said. "I have to go to work now, so I will see you when I'm finished."

"Have a good day."

I smiled at her as I walked over to the door to put on my work boots. Before leaving through the doorway, I waved to her and she waved back instantly. It was weird, but I felt comforted by her presence in my apartment. I wasn't sure how things would go in the long run when she began to break down and need servicing, but I found myself feeling happier than I had ever been before.

My friend and line-mate at work joined me at the lunch table and started asking me about my companion robot.

"So what is she like?" he asked.

"That's a broad question," I stated.

"Well, did you kiss her, or anything yet?"

"No, but they have sex systems in place, so I'm thinking I might test that out tonight when I get home. See how it all works for me."

"Well good luck, man," he said.

"Thanks," I replied.

"Hopefully you don't lose your dick in her," he laughed as we finished our meals.

Opening the door to the apartment, I was greeted with the smell of my favourite chicken dumplings. The overnight connection seemed to have worked rather well. I took off my boots as usual, walked into the kitchen and then as if I had done it a million times before, kissed her on the cheek. She turned to me, smiled and then kissed me on the lips.

Her lips were moist and so soft. I wrapped my arms around her and found myself unable to stop kissing her. She stopped me by moving me away with her rather strong hands and spoke.

"Dinner is almost ready," she said.

"How much longer?" I asked.

"Thirty minutes, so you have enough time to shower before you eat," she replied.

"What if I want to make love to you instead?"

Her face went blank as she processed my request.

"Make. Love?"

I felt her grip loosen and her facial expression changed to confusion.

"Yes, you know. Have sex?"

As I said the words, her face lit up as she understood and then wrapped her arms around me. We began kissing again and I took off my pants. She let me take off her sweat pants – which were actually mine, along with the t-shirt she was wearing – and then she laid down on her back on the kitchen floor. I let her jerk my cock a bit until I was fully hard. Her robotic body was seamless and if I didn't know any better, I'd swear she was completely human.

Rubbing my cock on her pussy, she asked me, "What settings would you like?"

It was a rather weird question to be asked, but I answered her without skipping a beat.

"Warm, wet – but not too wet – and a little loose," I told her.

I didn't hear anything, but internally she must have changed something. Slowly I inserted my cock into her and it felt exactly like a real woman. The settings she adjusted were perfect and I felt myself unable to control my orgasm that was creeping up on me rather quickly. I hadn't had sex in so long due to them outlawing it that I pretty much lost all control in regards to making it last a long time.

Five minutes later, I was cumming inside of her, kissing her and tell her that I loved her.

"I love you too," she responded.

It was so natural that I believed it. I knew she couldn't truly fall in love with me in one day, but due to the adaptive programming, it sped up the process of it being reality for her. When I pulled out, her pussy lips closed up and she stood up with me. We walked to the bathroom together, with me hopping into the shower to bath myself and her connecting herself to the sink with an attachment that came with her specifically for cleanup.

I didn't watch the process and I didn't really want to know how she actually cleaned herself, so it was good that I was able to shower at the same time. When I got out of the shower, she was dressed again and handed me a towel to dry off with.

Smiling at her, I said, "Thanks."

"You're welcome, sweetie," she replied. "Dinner is cooling off on the counter, join me when you are ready."

"Wait," I said as she turned to walk away. She turned back to me and I added, "You're amazing."

She smiled and then replied, "So are you."