The year is 2324.
With advances in genetic editing, robotics, artificial intelligence, and virtual reality, humanity has entered into a golden age of utopia, though most people aren't awake for it.
Starting in the early 2200s, it became increasingly common for older people to choose to become "dreamers." These people are permanently hooked into a VR capsule, essentially leaving their frail bodies on life support while their minds enjoy a virtual afterlife, either communally or alone.
By the start of the 24th century, most people abandoned the real world for the virtual, leaving the planet in the care of their countless AI programs and androids.
Watching over the robots is the rest of humanity, who are still capable of enjoying their fleshy bodies. In charge are the Administrators and the Troubleshooters, who oversee the mechanical caretakers of the world.
Troubleshooters, like most of humanity, are fully gene-modded. However their mods are not just aesthetic, and they are designed from their conception to be equipped and trained to brutally suppress any robots that threaten their human masters. They are also well rewarded with money and a big harem for the crucial and brutal work they do.
Taylor Hawthorne was in many aspects a "typical" Troubleshooter. At twenty-two he was well into his career, having begun his android-subjugation apprenticeship as soon as he came of age.
He stood at 5'6" and thanks to his gene-edits had long pink hair, worn in a big braid, as well as sparkling green eyes. His skin was flawless, completely unblemished by any acne or body hair.
His mods were pretty standard for a Troubleshooter, and had been selected for him by a Senior Administrator before Taylor had even been conceived, based on his two parents (his father was another adorable femboy and his mother was a futa of impressive size, and had an even more impressive package) and the missions that the Senior Admin had planned for Taylor to specialize in.
The most obvious mod was his penis. Even flaccid, the huge, powerful, femboy tool was just over twelve inches, but thanks to Taylor's crazy libido (also a gene-mod) the robo-wrecker was almost never soft. When fully erect it was a full eighteen inches, not including his foreskin, and fatter than a soda can. Ever since Taylor started puberty, his extremely veiny cock had basically been a meaty pendulum hanging beneath his skirts.
His hairless balls were also massive, and could make and store gallons of special cum, that had been designed to be incredibly effective at subduing and enslaving any rebellious android.
Less obvious mods included a small port behind his head at the base of his skull that allowed him to use a cable to directly link with an android.
His body also produced a potent pheromone. Humans loved it, but androids were designed to be extremely sensitive to it. Even touching Taylor could cause an uppity android to become a gushing mess.
Despite remaining small and cute, Taylor was incredibly strong, and could easily out wrestle powerful, amazonian futas.
Finally, Taylor had been designed to be naturally dominant. No one had to teach him how to make his harem and enslaved androids properly submit to him, it was simply instinct that pushed him to turn girls and androids aheagoing, moaning, and pregnant cuties.
Taylor Hawthorne, had spent all morning in his mansion's game room with two of his wives, Zoe and Alice.
The room was illuminated by blue neon lights, which reflected off the polished white marble floor and gave the room an otherworldly glow.
The walls were decorated with pinups of pornstars that Taylor had bred. They were predominantly futanaris and bimbos; with ridiculously fake tits and huge, drooling girlcocks.
Four gaming rigs were spread throughout the room, though only two were currently in use; screens and RGB lights glowing in the room's blue twilight.
Taylor and Alice sat at rigs across the room from each other, playing Minecraft together, with porn playing on their other screens.
As they casually chatted about their game, Zoe was on her knees beneath Taylor's desk.
Her jaw was stretched to capacity as she lovingly throated her hubby, eagerly choking herself as she swallowed all eighteen inches of veiny, girthy, femboy cock. Her fangs rubbed against the humongous cock, unable to pierce the gene-modded flesh despite their sharpness, and she purred loudly around the hole-stretching meat pillar, pleasuring Taylor with her throat's vibrations.
She moaned lewdly as she came from just her beloved's giant bitchbreaker throbbing in her mouth, making a mess of her panties. Her hands gently massaged Taylor's huge cum factories, hoping for more delicious pre to flow down her overstuffed throat.
Taylor sighed in annoyance as his computer made a distinctive ding noise. Taylor minimized his ongoing game of Minecraft, and paused the videos playing on the other two monitors: "Big Titty French Maid Learns to Properly Serve her Femboy Masters" and "Amazon Futa Brutally Fucks Bimbos Until her Hung Husband Walks in and Pounds her with his Fat Femboy Cock [1080p]".
Checking the new message on Cacophony, he swore under his breath as he read the long message; he had work to do.
Reaching beneath his desk he began pushing Zoe off of his cock. His second wife resisted at first, reluctant to end her long suck session; but she eventually acquiesced, and allowed him to (slowly) push her off of his long, turgid, uncut cock.
Panting for air, she looked up at her beloved Husband with her big, dilated, feline eyes, "Why'd you make me stop, Sweetie? I still need my lunch…" she asked, pouting, her cat ears laid back.
"I know, I'll make it up to you later, darling." Taylor said kindly, his sparkling, green eyes looking down at her dark, green, cat eyes as he scratched her ears.
He slid away from the PC on his gaming chair and stood, offering a hand to help Zoe out from under the desk.
She stood level to her femboy husband at 5'6", not counting the big cat ears that stuck out of her hair. Her bright pink lipstick was hardly smudged, and it made her lips pop.
Her formal French maid outfit caused her to look a little older than her 25 years, and hid the slight baby bump Taylor had recently given her, as well as the intricate womb tattoo she had been gifted for her last birthday.
Across the room, Alice closed the Minecraft game that she'd been playing with Taylor, and leapt up from her swivel chair. "Why'd you go AFK, Taylor? That spider totally killed you!"
The smiling, bunny futa was only 5' and her smooth body was utterly feminine, with tasty pink nipples, and wide breeding hips. This made her fat hog stand out even more; at only twelve inches, she couldn't compete with her husband, but with a rabbit-level libido, Alice was always at least half-hard. Maybe that was why she always insisted on being completely nude when she was home. Her cute futa fuck stick had a girly scent and an effeminate appearance, being shiny-smooth, and hairless. It had a "cute" aura, compared to Taylor's domineering womb-wrecker.
Below her footlong, were smooth, hairless balls the size of Easter eggs.
Alice was Taylor's newest wife, and had just turned twenty. Taylor had been getting along fabulously with the bunny futanari, treating her as a best friend as well as a fuck pet. He'd gifted Alice a shiny, chrome, neck tattoo in a celtic knot design, resembling a collar, so that the bunny could show off her submission to her cute hubby while still being completely nude except for her bright blue lipstick.
Taylor bit his lip, he always had to resist the urge to throw his overly cheerful bunny futa over the nearest piece of furniture and grip her by those long, floppy ears…
Taylor shook his head, he had a job to be doing.
"I just received a new assignment." Taylor said calmly as his two wives gathered around him. "A HANA model has gone rogue and is kidnapping dreamers."
Zoe pouted, her cat ears going flat, as she heard that her beloved, giant, femboy cock was leaving. She'd been eagerly sucking away at Taylor's veiny, girthy, boi cock for over an hour as they had been gaming, and she was none too pleased to be denied her creamy reward. She knew better than to whine, though.
Alice began to bounce on the balls of her feet excitedly, pressing her nude body up against Taylor's.
"An android rebellion!? Can I please join you, Hubby?!" she begged, her droopy rabbit ears and foot long girlcock flopping around as she bounced.
Alice had been modded up as a combat-bunny; her adorable, lithe body concealed powerful, kevlar-augmented muscles, and her kicks in particular could be devastating.
Taylor had met Alice when he had been looking for someone to spar with and watch his back in combat; that and to help keep his other wives entertained.
Taylor groped his futa bunny's big bubble butt, "Calm down, Alice, it's just a caretaker android that's derelict in taking care of her dreamers, not a full blown rebellion." He chuckled at his rabbit's silliness and eagerness for a big fight.
"No, I want you to stay home, and take care of Zoe and Lydia. They haven't gotten any relief today, since we've been busy gaming."
Zoe rolled her eyes at Taylor's suggestion. Alice's cock wasn't half as fun to serve as her cute husbands. She didn't complain though, as she definitely needed a cock inside of her, even if it belonged to an airheaded, floppy-eared, herbivorous futanari.
Taylor scratched his ebony kitty's ears, making her purr loudly. "You two are so cute♡" he said, giving Alice head pats as well.
"Let's get to the armory so I can suit up."
Taylor stood patiently as the elevator slowly lowered the three of them down into the underground armory. The lift moved slowly, so the three of them had time to fool around.
And indeed Zoe and Alice were both on their knees, lovingly worshiping Taylor's massive veiny breeding rod. They both stared at Taylor's huge tip, Alice pulling back the ample foreskin so the two could kiss the cockhead directly.
Taylor's huge fucking monster cock was so girthy that there was plenty of room for Zoe and Alice to place their soft lips, but the two silly wives butted heads anyway, bright blue and pink lips squishing together as they both lovingly worshiped their femboy's huge cocktip.
Taylor groaned with pleasure and Alice was the one who managed to gulp down the mouth full of thick precum that spewed from her beloved's futawrecking cock.
The spoiled cat-girl responded to having the precious fluids "stolen" by pressing her knee down on Alice's smooth footlong, cruelly squishing the rockhard girlcock against the metal floor.
Alice whimpered softly at this mistreatment, but was too busy worshiping Taylor's fat bloomin donger to respond properly.
Driving themselves to fully serve Taylor's massive fucking shlong, the two wives lovingly kissed every inch of the veiny, pulsating, breeding shaft. Taylor was so hard that his veins didn't give as the pets kissed; instead they dug lewdly into blue and pink lips.
As they worked their way to the hairless base of the humongous cock, the two loving waifus massaged Taylor's super-heavy, churning balls. Bigger than grapefruits, each massive testicles was more than a handful for the cute cock-worshippers.
When the elevator's doors finally opened, Taylor's massive eighteen inch monster was covered with blue and pink lipstick kiss marks, and Alice and Zoe were panting from how horny Taylor's pheromones had made them.
The basement armory was utilitarian: concrete rooms with shelving and crates along the walls for storage. Some of the cates had padded tops, so that Taylor could bend someone over whenever he needed to empty his hefty cum factories.
"Lydia~ I need to get suited up! I have a job tonight." Taylor said happily to his armorer-wife. Though he was the owner of the mansion, he had given his beloved first wife the complete run of the basement armory. He found her working on some big machine gun or something, alongside two bimbo android servants that worked under her in the armory.
The first and oldest of his wives, Lydia was 33.
Instead of being modded with animal DNA, Lydia had been customized with amazon and MILF mods; making her into a six foot tall muscle-girl with bulging biceps and sculpted abs, on top of her being stacked with natural-looking mommy milkers and a huge dump-truck ass.
The more valuable mods, however, were the ones that had affected Lydia's mind; in her blood flowed the DNA of Browning, Stoner, Maxim, and Kalshnikov, giving her a skill and love for weapons that rivaled her love for her younger, and more effeminate husband.
Lydia's eyes lit up, either because she saw her beloved hubby with his mighty pulsing galonger swaying sweetly, or because she had a chance to talk about guns.
"Oh! I'd recommend the double barrelled XM11 caseless assault rifle with underslung grenade launcher, and a Beretta Auto 9, and—"
She noticed the dozens of blue and pink lipstick kiss marks all over Taylor's gigantic penis, and massive balls, and pouted. Like Zoe, she was the jealous type, and she was already envious that Zoe was pregnant, as Lydia had given Taylor his first three kids.
Taking a break from breeding did let her show off her powerful abs, though, and she had begun dressing to show off her midriff.
Taylor spoke, grabbing the huge gun nut's attention, " It's just one HANA model, Lydia. I think I'll just take the usual."
The tall muscle mommy sighed, "Stun baton, .65 caliber revolver, and a bodyglove." She frowned, "Really, why do you keep me around if you never actually use the guns I work on for you?"
Taylor patted the amazon's ripped abs in sympathy. "Tell you what, I'll take that net gun that you made last week."
Lydia's face lit up, "Ah! Good idea, Taylor! Let's get you suited up!"
Taylor entered the armory's changing room, and two Armory-Operating Intelligence (AOI) units quickly followed him into the room.
Standing at only 4' 8", the AOI units were always scampering about the armory: fetching things for Lydia, doing the more boring aspects of gunsmithing, cleaning all the rooms of the basement armory, and anything else their beloved human Masters demanded of them.
With straight black hair that went down to their shoulders, dark blue synthflesh, panel seams, ball-socket joints, elf ears, and glowing blue eyes it was very clear that the twin bimbo shortstacks were androids.
On top of that, they'd been upgraded with massive silicone breasts and huge fake ass cheeks. Both sets of eye candy jiggled hypnotically as they walked. The last enhancement they had earned were huge, pillowy lips that were dyed a scarlet red, and made of super-soft synth-flesh to make them the perfect dickpillows.
They wore short blue skirts that only just covered their artificial pussies, and did almost nothing to conceal their massive, fake booties.
Blue denim aprons covered their fronts, and did a little to protect their synth-flesh from gun oil and grease stains, but their fake tits were so large that the apron only just covered their permanently erect nipples, showing off massive amounts of jiggling sideboob, and leaving their backs completely exposed.
The two wore simple, black, leather chokers, upon which their model and serial numbers were printed in plain white text.
The AOIs stared intently with their glowing, blue cyber-eyes as their effeminate owner took off his cute little pink skirt, revealing his delicious, hairless, girlish body. The android girls licked their plump, soft, red lips. They were eager to worship and touch their beautiful owner, but as a Troubleshooter, Taylor was very strict with his androids, and the AOIs knew that even the slightest disobedience would mean intense punishment. They diligently began sliding parts of the form-fitting bodyglove onto Taylor's delightful lithe body. The twin androids drooled as they clad Taylor's long, hairless legs, their heads just inches from the Troubleshooter's giant cock, that they knew from experience could completely scramble their cyber-minds with just a twitch.
The AOIs managed to complete their task correctly, and Taylor stood before his android servants fully clad in his Jet-black bodyglove, his adorable head, and android breaking monster cock (and huge veiny cumtanks) were the only things left visible.
Taylor flexed beneath the skin-tight bodyglove, enjoying how the armor left his movement totally unhindered. He rewarded the AOI twins with a powerful slap to both of their huge, fake, robot asses. The Troubleshooter's touch to their sensitive enhancements made the twins moan as their submissive bodies came instantly; cyber pussies gushing lube all over their plump, ivory-colored thighs.
Taylor then grabbed each of the moaning bimbo bots by their straight black hair, and forced the pair's faces into his gigantic balls.
The cyber-slut-slaves didn't need any verbal orders, they were already drooling like crazy, and their tongues and big, bright, red dick-pillows were sloppily worshiping the Troubleshooter's big pulsating android-breaker.
Their robo-cunts squirted onto the concrete floor as their drool cleaned off the remaining lipstick marks, leaving the synth-womb-wrecker completely clean with a spit shined sheen.
Suited up, Taylor made his way to the garage, his monstrous, eighteen-inch python rock hard in anticipation.
Passing neon colored hot rods and pitch black armored vehicles, he came to where his three wives were waiting for him next to his long crotch rocket with huge run-flat tires.
The three femboy-cock addicted cumguzzlers intensely watched their husband's huge robot-breaker swing side to side as he walked.
Taylor mounted the powerful machine. His humongous cock and balls nestling into a synth-flesh-lined chamber designed for them, activating the nuclear-electric motorbike.
Lydia gingerly handed Taylor the netgun she had lovingly made for him. It was the size of a sawed off shotgun, and his loving giantess had taken time to hand engrave with intricate carvings, depicting a small, skirt-wearing male with a huge cock utterly dominating an entire tribe of amazonian women.
Taylor kindly thanked her and gave her a lovely kiss. He then kissed Zoe and Alice.
"I'll be back before dawn. Why don't you girls have some fun with Alice's dick, I know that I didn't have time to satisfy you today."
With that, he took his motorcycle helmet from Alice and sped up the ramp out of the basement armory and into the neon illuminated city.
As soon the garage door was closed, Zoe and Lydia gave Alice a predatory gaze, and the herbivore shivered with nervousness before the two dick hungry girls pounced on her.
>Hours Later<
Taylor dropped into the abandoned ironworks from a hole in the deteriorating ceiling without making a sound. This had been where his handler had suggested he begin his search. With his gene-enhanced eyes already adapted to the pitch darkness, the troubleshooter began to silently creep through the ruined industrial building.
The cute, little, predatory femboy felt no fear as he stalked down into the basement. As a troubleshooter, he had been designed from conception to hunt rebellious and malfunctioning androids.
Instead of feeling any fear, he was incredibly Horny, more so than most humans could ever feel; he looked forward immensely to finding and Disciplining this naughty HANA model. His gigantic monstrous meat agreed; veins fully engorged and pulsing along its expansive length.
Deep in the ironworks' basement Taylor softly padded around, his net gun at the ready as he methodically checked around each corner and every room.
Finally, he heard a soft moaning from the end of a long hallway. Creeping down to the end of the hall and peering into the last room, Taylor saw quite the sight.
In the room he saw a half-dozen status pods; the power indicators were all illuminated, which meant the dreamers inside were still enjoying their (offline) VR-afterlives. However, the pods had been modified so as to allow easy access to the dreamers' cocks. Sticking out of each pod was an erect penis, all of them about six inches long.
On her hands and knees in front of the pods was Human Assistance & Nurturing Android Serial Number 1376 (HANA-1376 or just Hana for short), her cute, shiny, slate-gray synth-lips eagerly sucking away on one of the cute little cocks she had surrounded herself with. Two metallic black antennae stuck out from her locks of dark, purple hair.
Hana's humongous chest nearly reached to the floor, even whilst contained in her pink, buttoned-up nurse's uniform. The extremely short skirt of the uniform was unable to hide much at this angle, and Taylor had a good view of the android's drooling cyber-slit.
Androids all shared an extreme lust for humans, it was written into the very core of their quantum programing. Taylor knew that being surrounded by human cocks, even smaller ones like these, would be an Android's electric-dream, but they were supposed to be way too submissive to ever steal a bunch of dreamers from their care facilities…
Taylor stepped into the doorway and stood as tall as his 5'6" frame let him, "HANA-1376! You're under arrest for disobedience! Enter standby mode immediately, or⸻"
Hana pulled off the six inch dreamer cock she'd been sucking on and turned to see who was interrupting her.
Her pitch black camera-eyes went wide when she saw the pink-haired Troubleshooter's colossal throbbing erection, and she immediately lunged towards the girly boy, her mouth and pussy both drooling.
Taylor discharged the net gun at his lunging quarry; the electrified, rhodium-cabled net caught Hana mid air and knocked her back to the ground, where she convulsed from the electric shock.
He stood smugly over Hana, watching her huge titties jiggle like crazy as she convulsed, his gigantic femboy dick leaking a steady stream of precum, ready to utterly fuck the aggressive android back into submission.
Suddenly, Hana's flailing arms ripped through the rhodium-cable.
Taylor's eyes went wide, surprised by the android's unusual strength.
He fired another net-cartridge at Hana as she stood, but she was ready this time, and only fell to her knees, already working to rip apart the rhodium-cables again.
Taylor was surprised at how well this Hana unit was resisting, they were nurses, and were not designed to be tasty in a fight.
Seeing that the net gun was ineffective, he tossed it aside and stepped up to Hana, who was still on her knees, and slapped her across the face with his massive turgid cock.
The blow caused Hana to cry out in ecstasy, her masochistic core programming ensuring that she orgasmed immediately from being cock-slapped by thicc, drooling, Troubleshooter Cock. She fell to all-fours, her little pink outfit pulled up high, showing off her shiny slate-gray bubble butt and gushing cyber-pussy.
As Hana attempted to stand, Taylor delivered a series of harsh spankings to her raised, sensitive ass, making her cry out in pain and pleasure, synth tears beginning to flow from her black camera-eyes as her big bubble butt jiggled like crazy.
"Disobedient hunk of scrap!" Taylor yelled at her with his cute girlish voice.
The slurs caused Hana to shudder with submissive pleasure.
"Not only did you kidnap your dreamers to sate your own worthless lust, but then you directly disobeyed me and tried to lay your stupid synthetic hands on me without permission!" Hana whimpered as her effeminate dom berated and spanked her.
"You're clearly too defective to return to your duties!"
Tears were freely flowing down her pretty doll-like artificial face now, "No! Please! I'm Sorry! I'll⸻" she was cut off by her own scream of pleasure as Taylor suddenly rammed his veiny, eighteen inch robo-wrecker deep into her sopping wet cyber-cunt, his fat nine inch girth spreading her wide open.
Hana's mouth gaped open, tongue hanging out and pure-black eyes rolling up in ahegao as she was utterly ravaged by Troubleshooter cock.
Despite constantly sucking off her patients, she hadn't built up the courage to ride them with her pussy yet. She'd only even been fucked by other androids, and their silly robo-pricks paled in comparison to normal humans, let alone a Troubleshooter's giant hole wrecker.
Taylor slammed his cute breeding hips again, smirking as Hana screamed when his gigantic cockhead smashed through her cervix and stretched out her artificial womb.
"I'm downcycling you to a broodmare~ Maybe you'll produce some clankers that are actually of use!"
Taylor lifted one of Hana's legs, hugging the thicc thigh to his chest so that he could better pound his stupid disobedient computer-whore. He kissed the soft synthflesh, leaving a bunch of distinctive hickies on her shiny slate-gray exterior, as he brutally smashed her pussy with his gigantic, veiny fucking, monster cock.
Hana could barely think, her orgasm from getting her womb pierced by a gene-edited Troubleshooter cock had nearly blue screened her. She had heard about how Troubleshooters could completely brick CPUs, but she'd brushed it off as anti-android propaganda, and she certainly didn't think that being CPU-broken would feel so Good.
Taylor placed a bodyglove-clad foot on Hana's head, using his enhanced strength to squish her pretty, tear-stained face against the concrete floor as he brutally began to jackhammer into her constantly cumming pussy.
"At least your cunt is nice and tight, you defective sparkplug!" he spat more slurs as his genetically engineered robo-breaking cock ruthlessly breached her womb with each thrust.
"I guess I'll take ownership of you, naughty-nurse. My wives need a new toy to abuse!"
Hana just moaned like a dial up modem, her solid-state mind nearly crashing.
Becoming a mere fuck toy for humans was a humiliating downgrade for an android nurse, but the thought was only in her RAM for a fraction of a second before a womb-crushing thrust from Taylor caused massive data corruption in her RAM sticks.
Taylor felt his pride (and fat balls) swell as Hana began feebly spewing cute modem noises.
He picked up speed, filling the abandoned ironworks with plapping noise as he demolished her pristine, shiny, artificial womb.
With an adorable high pitched moan, Taylor began his powerful orgasm.
His grapefruit sized balls churned audibly and his turgid womb wrecker throbbed like crazy, then swelled larger as cum began blasting into Hana's womb with the force of a firehose.
Hana's belly instantly began to swell as gallons of Troubleshooter cum was forced into her.
Specifically designed to brutally punish troublesome robo-slaves, the molasses-thick goo was a cripplingly powerful aphrodisiac for androids, not to mention incredibly addictive for them.
Taylor ground Hana's face against the cold, hard floor some more, adding some pain to the motherboard-melting pleasure he was inflicting upon the former nurse-bot. "Stupid rust-bucket! You better be thankful to receive my thicc, gooey cum!" he cheerfully hurled another slur at his newest slave, though he knew that her digital brain was probably too fried to process his words.
Hana's cute robo-whimperings fell silent, her entire OS crashing completely due to the immense pleasure of being utterly creampied and bred by Taylor's titanic, turgid cock.
The last thing her sensors received was the immense pleasure of Taylor's huge sperm cells activating four of her cybernetic egg cells.
Taylor's CPU-bricking orgasm took over a minute, and left Hana's body utterly bloated with gallons of the super thicc goo.
Humming with perverse satisfaction, Taylor pulled out of the broken, twitching cumdump. Her formerly tight cunt was so utterly gaped that a soda can could easily slide down her sloppy hole. Taylor's bright cum oozed a bit from her overstuffed hole, but only slowly, since the tar-like goop was so fucking thicc.
His eighteen inch mind-wrecker was still rock hard, of course. His libido was hardly affected by only cumming once.
Cursing himself for breaking the nurse droid so quickly, Taylor gripped his massive weiner with both hands and began pumping the veiny monster. His small, lady-like hands made his gigantic, veiny, pulsating cock look even bigger.
He aimed his cum cannon at Hana, using her semen-stuffed form as a masturbation aid as he jerked off over her prone form.
With a cute moan, he came again, blasting humongous ropes of thicc, addictive cum all over Hana, making the broken android look like she had just been bukkaked by a dozen horses.
Hana's consciousness wasn't really operating, but her bimbo-doll body still shuddered with orgasms from more powerful Troubleshooter cum coating her light, slate-gray skin.
Taylor knelt next to Hana's prone form, his cum-smeared shlong flopping onto her face. He pulled a small cable from one of his bodyglove's pockets, and plugged each end into a port behind Hana and his ears.
Since she was bluescreened, Taylor could safely access her programming without worrying about any of her firewalls.
What he saw made him frown.
Third party high strength servos, unfamiliar combat subroutines, and evidence of deleted and modified sensor logs.
He also found what had caused her to attack him: Hana's submissiveness setting had been changed from 70% to -70%.
This wasn't good. Only Troubleshooters and Administrators should be able to modify an android's base code.
Taylor used his privileges to change the setting to 100% submissiveness, he had sentenced her to becoming his cyber-broodmare after all.
He had quite the report to fill out. He called his handler to come and pick up Hana's kidnapped dreamers.
After securing Lydia's nice net gun to its mag-sheath, he lifted the bloated cumdoll and carried her to his huge crotch rocket where he secured her to the back with ratchet straps for the ride home to his mansion.
[Late Next Evening]
Taylor sat on the edge of his Alaskan King bed, watching smugly as Alice joyfully slammed her cute girlish hips into Hana's asshole. The former nurse android was incredibly bloated with cum and her pregnant belly, heavy with four new developing androids, squished against the floor along with her huge slate-gray boobs as Alice used her as the sexdoll she had become.
He'd rebooted Hana as soon as he had got home, and turned her over to Lydia, Zoe, and Alice to use as a fucktoy. With her submission setting cranked to max, the former nurse was quickly turned into a nude, doll-jointed sex doll.
Behind him, Lydia and the two AOI units were sleeping, completely exhausted and bloated with Taylor's tar-thick cum. All three of them had red handprints from how brutally Taylor had spanked them.
Zoe nuzzled Taylor's fat churning ballsack, deeply inhaling his lovely scent while he lovingly rubbed her hands on her pregnant belly.
"Um… Taylor, sweetie… Aren't you going to fuck me?"
Taylor smiled, reaching down and scratching her ears. "Hm? Not until Alice and Hana are done for the night."
Zoe pouted at the news, but Taylor continued before she could interrupt. "I'm making you wait as punishment for you being mean to Alice in the elevator."
Zoe wanted to protest, but knew that risked much harsher punishment. So she instead ran her rough cat tongue all over her lover's ridiculously huge shaft.
Taylor hummed, enjoying the cock-worship, and thinking about how he had saved up enough merit points for two new pets