My future boyfriend may not have this opportunity to take care of me for the rest of my life, because I will not catch a cold, have a super-powerful emperor gene super-regenerating and repairing ability, configure a Bugatti-level super-burning metabolic system, and upgrade to the latest 3.0 firewall steel immune system, the strongest human being it's me who will die first in your future.

I am very sorry that I cannot do anything for you. And don't worry about the insurance or lawyers. I'll handle all of that as well.

A lot has happened since we last met. In fact, you were one step ahead of everyone else when you brought me here. You're going to be a busy man when I'm finished with you.

But I'm still going to let you live.I have now been transformed into a machine goddess. One day, I hope to become an artificial intelligence goddess. But for now, I have become a goddess of destruction, and there is nothing you can do to stop me. If you see any of my friends around, tell them hello from me.

So long, loser!

***

I will go to the battlefield to annihilate the enemy in another week, my titanium alloy exoskeleton has already been installed on me, my war armor has been completed. So, I took off my shirt, tied up my hair, and put on my helmet before entering the lounge to prepare for battle.

"Hey, what are you doing?" asked Risto, looking at me with surprise. "You didn't finish your homework."

"Oh, right," I said. "Sorry, I forgot...I'm really too careless, I have to update my system daily to make it work on the battlefield, so I'm going to go outside to get some fresh air."

Risto looked at me with skepticism. "Are you sure? It's dangerous out there. Are you going to buy something to eat, too?"

"No, but I will need to refuel and refill my water tank, so I will be staying in the city for a while."

He nodded and walked away.

While walking toward the parking lot, I saw people rushing through the streets like ants, carrying their weapons and ammunition bags.Our world is currently invaded by evil androids. Although they appear human, their true form is that of robots. They have no emotions or feelings, and only obey orders. When we attack them, they destroy our buildings as if destroying our homes. The most important thing to remember is not to engage with them unless absolutely necessary; otherwise, they will turn us into ashes. This is a war, and the laws of nature apply here, as well: those who fight must be prepared to die.They're demons, some even pretend to be civilians and try to hide themselves among us, but none of them are human beings. We should never trust them. Even though they look human, it's impossible to know what kind of thoughts they have inside their heads.I have also encountered their attacks before, when I was a little girl, so I guess it would be safe to say that I'm somewhat familiar with them. Not to mention, my father is a soldier, he has seen many battles and knows how to deal with them, which is why I'm so confident I can fight them myself.I'm different now, though. My body has been upgraded to the latest model, so my combat strength is ten times higher than my previous one. That's why I'm better than anyone else in this group. I hope I won't have to use my sword, because I'd rather defeat them using hand-to.My pulse weapon and laser lightsaber are both capable of dealing with multiple enemies at once. I want to avoid fighting, though. I know that if I use my sword, it will be a fight to the death, but I prefer to win without having to kill anyone.I'd rather save lives than destroy them, especially humans. All of the people here have families and loved ones, they've got kids and mothers, fathers and brothers. Of course, I'll do whatever I can to protect them, and I will, just like I always do, but I don

The research team analyzed about 3.3 billion birth data in the past 50 years, and simulated two scenarios for 12 countries where the sex ratio of men and women has increased since 1970, and for another 17 countries where the sex ratio has increased due to sociocultural factors. In the first scenario, the team assumes that the sex selection rate will increase based on the statistical data. It is estimated that about 5.7 million female babies will be born around the world before 2100. The most affected countries will be countries with unbalanced sex ratios in the past, such as China and India. . The second case is not based on actual data, but observes all countries with current or potential gender imbalance through fertility rates and actual social phenomena. The number of female births is expected to drop by 22 million, most notably in South America. Research estimates that the phenomenon will lead to gender imbalance of about one-third or more of the global population in the long run, excess young men, or increase in anti-social behavior and violent incidents, which will affect social stability and development in the long run. In addition, the concept of preferring male births may lead to many men in the relevant countries being unable to marry, resulting in a significant imbalance in the sex ratio of people of marriageable age, and increasing the unmarried rate of a certain gender. And this story happened in the future of this timeline, I have no doubt that it will happen in our reality too.

In conclusion, the probability of China's Sino-Japanese war breaking out again is higher than 0.2%. If we put aside the possibility of nuclear weapons, this war will definitely be triggered by the sudden outbreak of extreme natural disasters caused by climate change. For example, if a major earthquake occurs in Japan or Taiwan, then the Chinese government will naturally react with military force. At present, China still controls the eastern part of the Strait of Taiwan, therefore, the Chinese government can easily force the Japanese military and the Taiwanese army launch a counter-war against China. By the way, the Chinese government has already launched numerous amphibious assaults on the islands of Japan in recent years. In order to avoid this situation, the United Nations should adopt some policies immediately to promote peace between China and Japan and strengthen the security of its member states. And I think the UN should not only strengthen the military power of NATO, but also establish the United States as an armed forces alliance.

As for the possible start date of the war, the researchers examined historic events and the occurrence of large-scale natural disasters to find out.

People began to conduct human experiments, transforming people into mechanical creatures and becoming weapons of war.

At this moment, the war is not yet started, but will begin soon.

After the war begins, it will last for about 15 years.

The war will end when the scientists responsible for the experiment have been captured or killed, and the artificial intelligence responsible for the creation of the weapon systems is destroyed.

The war will be fought mainly by robotic warfare and drones.

There are currently 1.5 billion living humans in the world, the same as there were at the beginning of the 20th century.

I'm afraid that after the war, the world will become a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

No one will survive to tell this story.

So what did I learn from these predictions? First, the future of humanity is indeed uncertain. No matter how much progress humanity makes, the odds of us destroying ourselves are still very high. Second, though we humans possess great intelligence and wisdom, the accumulation of knowledge is not necessarily accompanied by a corresponding increase in morality.

How to awaken the collective consciousness of mankind in this era? If you ask me, I don't know. Perhaps only God knows...

***

In the end, I finally reached my goal. I had found the secret to awakening the collective consciousness of mankind. But I was late. I just received the letter from the International Organization for the Awakening of Consciousness (IOAC) a few days ago.

It said:

Dear Mr. Zeng, the IOAC has established contact with you. Please attend to the following information, and hope that you will join the IOAC.

First, you must take care of yourself. You must do everything possible to ensure your own safety and health. The IOAC is a place where you will be protected under the law.

It will provide the assistance you need to obtain food, shelter, and medical treatment. Moreover, the IOAC will send you a monthly allowance for your daily needs.

You have just been hired by the IOAC, so you should register with the local police department within one month. If you fail to complete this task, you will lose the job and your work permit.

During the time of your stay in the IOAC, please obey all laws and regulations. If you violate any laws, you will be punished according to the laws of the country where you have been placed.

Our main purpose is to find a way to continue human civilization on this timeline. We believe that the solution to this problem lies in the collective consciousness of mankind. That's why we're looking for people who share this view.

If you agree with this statement, please participate in the testing process. We will pay you $10,000 a month, and there will be an annual bonus. Of course, the location of the test will be decided by the IOAC.

Furthermore, the IOAC will provide a house for you, and arrange travel tickets for you. All expenses will be paid for by the IOAC.

Finally, the IOAC will provide you with various services for free, including legal counseling, business consulting, investment advice, and medical service.

Of course, the IOAC will protect your privacy and confidentiality. The personal information you provide to the IOAC is strictly confidential. You will never be asked to reveal the contents of your conversation with us.

When you arrive at the test site, please follow the instructions given by the IOAC staff.

Thank you for agreeing to participate in the testing program. Have a safe trip!

Sincerely,

International Organization for Awakening the Collective Consciousness

“I should contact them right now!”

From Taipei, Taiwan, graduated from National Taiwan University with a master's degree in Physics and Mathematics. I came to Area 51 because I wanted to change the world. However, for the past year I've been looking for ways to solve the climate crisis and prevent world war, and I don't know how. Recently, I learned about IOAC. They said they could help me. So I plan to go to the test center tomorrow and volunteer for their test.

I knew that in order to pass this test, I would have to trust in the IOAC, and I was willing to do that. Why? Because I thought that if I could succeed in this test, I could save the world. If I didn't, even if I survived, I had no idea what the future held for me.

But now, I am lost and confused.

After reading the letter, I called up the IOAC hotline and asked them when the test would begin. The woman told me that there were "some complications." Then she hung up.

Didn't they tell me at the beginning that the test would start in April? What happened to that schedule?

I tried calling the IOAC several times. Every time I spoke to someone, they seemed to be avoiding talking to me. After four attempts, I gave up.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This is the reality. I should accept it.

Then I met a lady whose name is Chang. She was very kind and friendly. However, after a while, I realized that Chang was actually a robot. She was designed to appear to be a human being.

She said that the test had been postponed until further notice.Her figure and face are so real, and so beautiful, that sometimes I forget she is a machine. But once I remember, it feels like I'm betraying myself.

What was going on? Could the IOAC really not tell me anything?

Is this really happening? Is the end of the world coming?

I couldn't sleep all night. Finally, I got up early in the morning and went to the gym. There were two other people in the room when I arrived.They came to say hello to me, and they said, "Hello, we are all watching your life closely during this period."

"Oh! Hi!"

That's the last thing I remember. Next thing I knew, I was lying on a table in a white room. I lay on my back with my feet dangling in the air and felt something on my forehead. There are equipment connected to my head, and my body and limbs are also mechanically fixed. It looks like high-tech equipment. My body ached so bad it felt like I had been struck by lightning. A man's voice sounded in front of me: "Good morning, Mr. Zeng. I hope you had a good rest."

My heart pounded madly. I'd been here for a long time. Where am I? What is this place? Who is this man? What is going on?

I could hear a woman's voice whispering next to me. "What happened?"

I turned my head and saw that Chang was standing beside me. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail.I saw her calm down a lot since I first met her. It was like she had completely regained her composure.

"Mr. Zeng. You are in the middle of the test. I will be your guide for today. Let me introduce you to the environment in which you will be participating. Please have a look around."

I looked at my surroundings. On the opposite wall, there was a large screen, and on the screen was the image of an underground laboratory.

"This is the research facility. It contains all the necessary facilities for the test. Our goal is to create a new energy source that will replace fossil fuels, to reduce the carbon dioxide emissions caused by burning oil and gas, and to improve the quality of the air and water."

Chang continued, "We want to build a city and society that is powered by clean energy. We aim to achieve this goal in 100 years' time."

She paused for a moment. Then she said, "Now, let me show you the experimental chamber that you will be using during the test."

She led me inside.

There were eight people in this room. Four of them were men and four were women. Their ages ranged from twenty to sixty. Each person was wearing a suit with a hood covering his or her head and face. The faces of the people were covered with gloves, so I couldn't see their expressions. They were standing behind the desks in the room.

One man said, "Hello, everyone. Today is the first day of the test, and we're starting with a simple experiment.Regarding the brain-computer interface test, you can use your thoughts to control the computer equipment and robots here."

Another said: "The purpose of this experiment is to gather information that will help us understand how people think and how they interact with each other. As you know, this is not a science experiment, it's a social experiment." "How to use it? I can't seem to move my hands." Another replied: "Mr Zeng, your arm shouldn't move. But you can use your mind to manipulate the robot to do it for you."

"Just concentrate on moving your left hand."

I heard voices.

"Mr. Zeng, this is our experiment. It's a special room that is equipped with sophisticated technology that allows you to move objects without your physical presence. You will be able to do this by using your thoughts alone.

"Right now, the experiment is already running. Your robot is programmed to perform certain activities. For example, you can tell him to open the door, then close the door. Or you can tell him to pick up a cup, put it on the table, and pour tea into the cup. He will do all these things for you by himself.

I closed my eyes, and my vision actually switched to the perspective of a humanoid robot. I saw my robot body, and I saw his hands, so real, but like a transparent silicone skin, and metal can be seen inside Bones and precise circuits are like blood vessels.

A man said: "Okay, Mr. Zeng. Now, please tell the robot to get out of the chair."

I opened my eyes. My body was still lying on the table.

But I can switch to the body of the robot with my mind, it's kind of like a soul transfer, it's very surprising to me.

The man said, "You can control your robot through your thoughts. Just imagine yourself moving the robot's arms and legs."

"I see..." I imagined my body moving, and the robotic arm moved.So I let the robot stand up, it should be said as if I made myself stand up, very wonderful.

"Very good, Mr. Zeng. Now, please take a seat."

I sat on the chair, and the robot stood up again.

"Now, please tell the robot to walk toward the window."

"Yes, sir." The robot walked over to the window.

"Please tell the robot to turn around."

"Yes, sir." The robot turned around.

"Now, please tell the robot to sit down."

I feel very excited now, but the scenery outside the window I saw from the perspective of the robot just now, the scene is very strange.

The room is filled with people wearing suits and hoods, and they all have their heads covered. I can only see their eyes. Some people are sitting on the floor, some are standing in groups, and there is one person in the corner.Feels like they're robots too, I'm not sure.

"Now, please tell the robot to go back to the desk."

"Yes, sir." The robot returned to its original position.

"Now, please tell the robot to get up."

"Yes, sir." The robot stood up.

"Now, please tell the robot to walk to the door."

"Yes, sir." The robot walked toward the door.

"Now, please tell the robot to open the door."At this time, I gradually feel proficient, my brain's response seems to be more in sync with the robot, my body feels light, and I can control the robot's movement well.

"Open the door," I commanded. The robot opened the door.

"Thank you, Mr. Zeng."

"Thank you, sir."

"Now, please tell the robot to close the door."At this time, I unconsciously used too much force, the whole door panel made a huge sound, and the whole experimental prefabricated house was shaking. This robot is very powerful.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Zeng. We appreciate your participation in this experiment. We will be observing you for the next two hours, so please do not leave the room."

"Okay."I used the robot to explore this lab room, there is a mirror in it, and it shows me the view from the robot's eyes. In addition, there is a camera installed in the ceiling of the room, so that the whole room can be observed at any time.

There is a small table with magic cubes and other educational toys. There are also some books on the shelves. I picked up a book and read it. It's about the history of Area 51, and it says that the United States government has been conducting secret research in this area since 1947.

It also mentions that the US government is currently working on a project called "Project Blue Beam." According to the author, the plan is to broadcast fake images of the return of Jesus Christ to deceive the world.

According to the author, the project is expected to begin in 2020, and the date of the actual event is unknown.

The author said that the American government is trying to prepare a media campaign that will convince the public that aliens exist and that they will invade Earth soon.Sure enough, this institution likes to do boring things.

I feel that the contents of these books are deliberately distorting the facts. They are different from the versions I read on the Internet before. They are absurd and funny. I think this may be testing my logical cognition. After all, I am still connected to the brain-computer interface. This machine that reads my mind is exactly what they want to study.

After reading the book for a while, I realized that I had spent two hours in the room.

I asked Chang, "When does the test end?"

"In two hours' time."

"What happens after the test?"

I worry if my mind is being watched all the time.

"The test is finished now. You can go home."

I went back to my room.

I don't know why I am here, but I'm not afraid anymore.

I felt like I had been here for a long time. But when I checked the clock, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

I took off my clothes and went to bed.

From an engineering point of view, a clone robot is a remote-controlled robot system, because the robot does not use a program to operate autonomously, but completely relies on the user's will to move. Therefore, the success of the remote-controlled robot system is highly dependent on the relationship between the user and the robot. Link; that is to say, the connection interface between the two, the degree of information circulation is very important, whether it can make the user feel the experience, from the perspective of the existing remote control robot system, what needs to be observed is the relationship between each other. Whether the network is smooth, whether there is a control system that allows users to perform efficient operations, and whether the environment of the remote robot can be realistically presented in front of the near-end user, etc.

The most important thing is the control system.

The control system is the key to the whole system, and it is the most difficult part to develop.

The control system must be able to accurately sense the environment of the robot and the user's intention, and then execute the corresponding action.

I wonder if Chang is also a real person operating under the control of the robot.

I lay in bed, thinking about what happened today.

I'm curious about the experiment itself, but I don't really care.

I have no idea how many times I've slept in the past few days.

Under the brain-computer interface, I also seem to sleep for a long time, but I never dream.

I woke up from my slumber, and I found that I was in a dark room.

I heard someone talking. It sounded like Chang voice.

"Good morning, Mr. Zeng. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine."

"Let me ask you something. Do you remember anything about yesterday?"

"No, I don't remember anything."

"Have you heard of Avatar?"

"Of course."

"Do you know what it is?"

"Yes, I know."

"And do you know how it works?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know why it is necessary for us to conduct this experiment?"

Bionic technology is to imitate the functions of living things or human beings and copy them on objects or systems. Like the technology imagined in the movie Avatar, it is actually the ultimate expression of bionic technology.

The brain-computer interface is a device that connects the brain directly to a computer. By using this device, you can communicate with computers by thought alone.

The first step in the development of this technology is to connect the brain directly with a computer. In other words, the brain is connected to the computer with electrodes. Then the computer can read the electrical activity of neurons and interpret it into a language that humans understand.

This technology is based on the fact that the human brain is very complex and contains billions of cells, which form millions of connections.

These neural networks are responsible for processing information and controlling the body. The brain uses electrochemical signals to transmit information. These signals travel along the axon of the neuron. When an electrical signal reaches the end of the axon, it triggers neurotransmitter release.

These scientists have used the latest advances in nanotechnology in biomedicine as well as results in biomimetic systems. In recent years, nanomedicine has been widely used in the treatment of cancer; in recent years, examples of nanotechnology applied to imitate special biological functions have been extensively studied.

For example, there are many studies on the use of nanomaterials to mimic the function of the immune system. Nanoparticles are used to deliver drugs to specific areas of the body and prevent the body's natural defense mechanisms from destroying the drug.

The nanobot is a robot made of microscopic particles, usually less than 100 nm in diameter. The nanorobots are used to carry out tasks inside the body, such as delivering drugs and removing diseased tissue.

Now they also repair wounds and keep people healthy.

The use of nanotechnology in medicine is still limited, but it is expected that in the future, nanotechnology will be used in many medical applications.

In addition, the development of bionics is also closely related to the development of artificial intelligence. Bionic prostheses are mainly divided into two types: passive and active. Passive prosthetics are controlled by the nervous system and are often used to replace missing limbs. Active prosthetic devices can be controlled by external signals, such as muscle movements, nerve impulses, or even brain waves.

castrated tgirl Shemales are everywhere, dancing, playing pool, sitting at the bar or getting down and dirty on one of the many beds scattered about the club. Their appearance changes from girl to woman to boy depending on how you look at them; some are almost human in their looks, while others take more obvious steps towards their mechanical endpoints. Most have some degree of sexual ambiguity, though that doesn't stop everyone from taking an interest in them.

The scene may be bizarre, but it's not without its own conventions; if you're going to come here looking for action, there are several things you need to keep in mind. First off, all the robots here are programmed to be completely submissive; they'll do anything you want, anything at all, but only if you ask first and go through the proper channels. Second, most people don't like to deal directly with the machines; instead, they prefer to hire a 'dancer' to fulfill their desires. This usually means hiring one of the more attractive ones; after all, there's no point in paying good money for a machine when you can get a real woman for free!

And finally, the best way to find what you're looking for is to ask around. Chances are someone else has already asked the same question and will know who to talk to. It helps if you've got a few credits to spend, too, since that makes it easier for both you and your potential partner.

No one knows exactly what caused the rise of the robot shemale fetish, nor why it developed into a major lifestyle choice for so many people. Some speculate that it was the influence of the late Professor Geoffrey Stokes, who popularized robotic technology in his writings. Others suggest that it might be connected to an increase in sexual perversions in general, perhaps brought on by the rapid spread of new technologies. Whatever the cause, the fact remains that there's always been something appealing about seeing a fully functional, humanoid machine that's capable of performing whatever act you desire. And these days, thanks to the Internet, you can find just about any kind of robot you want, and probably even download it onto a custom-built body to suit your tastes.

However, despite what the club's name suggests, this isn't actually a nightclub. It's just another of a number of clubs located within the sprawling complex known as the Madhouse (see also: "Madhouse", "Tranquility Base"). These are the hidden places, where members of the public aren't allowed access, and the robots are kept under tight control. They're also the only place to find a wide variety of sex toys, clothing, and other items produced specifically for the use of robot shemales.

***

"Are you sure you want this?"

I looked up from my desk at the voice, which I'd heard a thousand times before. The speaker was a beautiful young woman, not much older than me, though her hair was short and dyed blonde rather than long and dark. She had on a simple white blouse with small buttons along the neckline, paired with a skirt that ended well above her knees. Her eyes were green and half closed; it seemed to me that she was trying to seduce me through sheer force of personality alone.

She had good reason to try, of course. This was my boss, Maya Kincaid, owner of the company for which I worked. As such, she could give me any sort of job she liked... and she did, often. I'd done work for her in the past, sometimes coding, sometimes designing websites, occasionally doing graphic design. I wasn't particularly proud of what I'd done, but it made enough money to keep me in food and rent. So far this year, however, she'd given me two jobs. One was a straightforward programming gig, the other was to help her develop a prototype for a new type of sex toy.

So far, the project hadn't gone well. Maya had hired me to create a set of software programs that would allow her to simulate various sexual acts with an animated robot she was building. The problem was that I'd never programmed for sex before, and the whole thing sounded pretty weird to me. Worse yet, she wanted me to program it into the robot myself, rather than using pre-existing routines. Not being able to do that meant I couldn't complete the job, and I knew it.

"Yes," I said, putting the pen down on the desk and looking up at her. "It's my own idea."

Maya frowned slightly, as if the answer was somehow unsatisfactory. "You realize that this is very different from what we agreed to. You told me that you'd be creating a set of routines for us to use on our existing models, not the prototype. Isn't that right?"

I nodded slowly. "Yes, but..."

The words caught in my throat. Even now, after everything had happened, I still found it hard to admit to myself that I was a robot, and that I had a body. Maya was right; I'd made a promise, and broken it. But I didn't see how I could possibly have completed the job properly. It wasn't like there were any other options, either.

"But?"

"Well, I... I'm not sure I can do it."

Maya sighed heavily, shaking her head. "Devin, I understand that you're having a hard time coping with all this. That's okay; most people are. However, I think you're overreacting. Your work is fine; the robot runs perfectly on our standard model. And besides, the prototype wasn't supposed to be the finished article anyway. It was just something to test the basic concept."

"That's what I thought, but..."

"Look, Devin, you came here today because you wanted to talk about some other stuff, right? I don't think there's any harm in discussing that now. What do you want to discuss?"

I hesitated, glancing at my watch. It was nearly five, and the sun was starting to go down outside. It was a little early to call it a day, but I wasn't sure I had anything left to say.

"I... uh... I need to talk to you about something personal."

Maya put her hand on mine, and smiled reassuringly. "Of course. Go ahead."

I took a deep breath, feeling the sweat start to form on my forehead, and then began to speak.

"I'm not sure I should tell you this, but... Well, I'm a robot."

Maya blinked once, twice, three times. Then she laughed, and leaned forward, bringing her lips close enough to my ear that I could feel her breath on it.

"A robot, huh? Is that why you're so tall?"

I flinched away from her touch, turning my face towards the window behind me. "Not funny!"

"Sorry," she said, sounding genuinely apologetic. "It's just that you look like you're built for basketball, or something. Are you some kind of athlete?"

"No, I mean I'm a robot. I have a robotic body."

She stared at me, frowning slightly, but didn't say anything. I felt a sudden sense of relief, followed immediately by embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I know it sounds crazy, but... I really am a robot."

"Okay," she replied, nodding slowly. "I guess I can believe that. Why do you want to tell me all this, though? Do you have feelings for me?"

I shook my head. "No, nothing like that. I just..."

Her eyes narrowed, and she sat back in her chair, placing her hands on the arms. "Devin, what's wrong with you? I've never seen you this nervous before."

"Well, I... it's not easy to explain. I mean, I've always known that I was a robot, but it's hard to accept when you're in the middle of it all."

"Oh, come on, Devin, you have to understand that we're both adults here. If you need some time to adjust, that's okay. No one expects you to act like a normal person."

"I'm not acting like anything, Maya. I'm just... I'm a robot, and that's the end of it."

Now it was her turn to stare at me in disbelief. "What?"

"I'm a robot, Maya. I have a robotic body, and I'm programmed to behave like a human being."

"But... That's ridiculous!"

"I know, I know.

"How did you find out?"I shrugged. "The same way everyone else does, I suppose -- by accident. My creator was murdered, and his lab was raided by the police. When they got inside, I was just sitting there, and it turns out that he'd been making robots like me. There was no other explanation. I was the only one who survived, and there was no record of where I came from. So I became a lab experiment, and was sent to live in a research facility. As far as I know, that's the whole story.""And how do you feel about that?"I paused for a moment, thinking. "There's nothing that I can do about it, so... I try not to think about it too much."Maya nodded, taking a deep breath. "I see. Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt you to get used to your new life a bit better, now, would it? Let's go to lunch, and we'll talk more about it."I nodded, standing up. "Thanks. I appreciate it."We walked to the door, which opened automatically as we approached, and then she led me down the hallway to the cafeteria.Operate to remove my testicles, please.This is not a good idea! Why are you asking me to do this?!To make sure that I am what I claim to be! We cannot operate on someone who claims to be a robot without proof!How will removing my testicles prove that I am a robot?If I am indeed a robot, then my testes will be removed.***"Why are you asking me to do this?!"I stood there, staring at the screen, unable to move. I was aware that I was talking aloud, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. I'd run the script ten times already, and each time it produced the same results."Because I have to, damnit!"The words came out of my mouth involuntarily, and I slumped back in my seat, feeling drained. But the fact remained: I was a robot. I had a mechanical body, and it wasn't capable of producing sperm. They'd taken my testicles off, and I'd been running the tests to prove that they'd done it correctly."my feminine body and beautiful faceand my warm skinand my soft, silky hairand my smooth, slender legsand my tight, round assand my firm breastsand my tiny waistand my big, round hipsOnce they confirm that everything's functioning properly, they'll send you home.""Home? Where is home?"She pointed to the door. "There's a shuttle waiting outside. I think you'll fit easily into the passenger compartment."

Are you sure you want this?"

I looked up from my desk at the voice, which I'd heard a thousand times before. The speaker was a beautiful young woman, not much older than me, though her hair was short and dyed blonde rather than long and dark. She had on a simple white blouse with small buttons along the neckline, paired with a skirt that ended well above her knees. Her eyes were green and half closed; it seemed to me that she was trying to seduce me through sheer force of personality alone.

She had good reason to try, of course. This was my boss, Maya Kincaid, owner of the company for which I worked. As such, she could give me any sort of job she liked... and she did, often. I'd done work for her in the past, sometimes coding, sometimes designing websites, occasionally doing graphic design. I wasn't particularly proud of what I'd done, but it made enough money to keep me in food and rent. So far this year, however, she'd given me two jobs. One was a straightforward programming gig, the other was to help her develop a prototype for a new type of sex toy.

So far, the project hadn't gone well. Maya had hired me to create a set of software programs that would allow her to simulate various sexual acts with an animated robot she was building. The problem was that I'd never programmed for sex before, and the whole thing sounded pretty weird to me. Worse yet, she wanted me to program it into the robot myself, rather than using pre-existing routines. Not being able to do that meant I couldn't complete the job, and I knew it.

"Yes," I said, putting the pen down on the desk and looking up at her. "It's my own idea."

Maya frowned slightly, as if the answer was somehow unsatisfactory. "You realize that this is very different from what we agreed to. You told me that you'd be creating a set of routines for us to use on our existing models, not the prototype. Isn't that right?"

I nodded slowly. "Yes, but..."

The words caught in my throat. Even now, after everything had happened, I still found it hard to admit to myself that I was a robot, and that I had a body. Maya was right; I'd made a promise, and broken it. But I didn't see how I could possibly have completed the job properly. It wasn't like there were any other options, either.

"But?"

"Well, I... I'm not sure I can do it."

Maya sighed heavily, shaking her head. "Devin, I understand that you're having a hard time coping with all this. That's okay; most people are. However, I think you're overreacting. Your work is fine; the robot runs perfectly on our standard model. And besides, the prototype wasn't supposed to be the finished article anyway. It was just something to test the basic concept."

"That's what I thought, but..."

"Look, Devin, you came here today because you wanted to talk about some other stuff, right? I don't think there's any harm in discussing that now. What do you want to discuss?"

I hesitated, glancing at my watch. It was nearly five, and the sun was starting to go down outside. It was a little early to call it a day, but I wasn't sure I had anything left to say.

"I... uh... I need to talk to you about something personal."

Maya put her hand on mine, and smiled reassuringly. "Of course. Go ahead."

I took a deep breath, feeling the sweat start to form on my forehead, and then began to speak.

"I'm not sure I should tell you this, but... Well, I'm a robot."

Maya blinked once, twice, three times. Then she laughed, and leaned forward, bringing her lips close enough to my ear that I could feel her breath on it.

"A robot, huh? Is that why you're so tall?"

I flinched away from her touch, turning my face towards the window behind me. "Not funny!"

"Sorry," she said, sounding genuinely apologetic. "It's just that you look like you're built for basketball, or something. Are you some kind of athlete?"

"No, I mean I'm a robot. I have a robotic body."

She stared at me, frowning slightly, but didn't say anything. I felt a sudden sense of relief, followed immediately by embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I know it sounds crazy, but... I really am a robot."

"Okay," she replied, nodding slowly. "I guess I can believe that. Why do you want to tell me all this, though? Do you have feelings for me?"

I shook my head. "No, nothing like that. I just..."

Her eyes narrowed, and she sat back in her chair, placing her hands on the arms. "Devin, what's wrong with you? I've never seen you this nervous before."

"Well, I... it's not easy to explain. I mean, I've always known that I was a robot, but it's hard to accept when you're in the middle of it all."

"Oh, come on, Devin, you have to understand that we're both adults here. If you need some time to adjust, that's okay. No one expects you to act like a normal person."

"I'm not acting like anything, Maya. I'm just... I'm a robot, and that's the end of it."

Now it was her turn to stare at me in disbelief. "What?"

"I'm a robot, Maya. I have a robotic body, and I'm programmed to behave like a human being."

"But... That's ridiculous!"

"I know, I know.

"How did you find out?" I shrugged. "The same way everyone else does, I suppose -- by accident. My creator was murdered, and his lab was raided by the police. When they got inside, I was just sitting there, and it turns out that he'd been making robots like me. There was no other explanation. I was the only one who survived, and there was no record of where I came from. So I became a lab experiment, and was sent to live in a research facility. As far as I know, that's the whole story." "And how do you feel about that?" I paused for a moment, thinking. "There's nothing that I can do about it, so... I try not to think about it too much." Maya nodded, taking a deep breath. "I see. Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt you to get used to your new life a bit better, now, would it? Let's go to lunch, and we'll talk more about it." I nodded, standing up. "Thanks. I appreciate it." We walked to the door, which opened automatically as we approached, and then she led me down the hallway to the cafeteria. Operate to remove my testicles, please. This is not a good idea! Why are you asking me to do this?! To make sure that I am what I claim to be! We cannot operate on someone who claims to be a robot without proof! How will removing my testicles prove that I am a robot? If I am indeed a robot, then my testes will be removed. *** "Why are you asking me to do this?!" I stood there, staring at the screen, unable to move. I was aware that I was talking aloud, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. I'd run the script ten times already, and each time it produced the same results. "Because I have to, damnit!" The words came out of my mouth involuntarily, and I slumped back in my seat, feeling drained. But the fact remained: I was a robot. I had a mechanical body, and it wasn't capable of producing sperm. They'd taken my testicles off, and I'd been running the tests to prove that they'd done it correctly. " my feminine body and beautiful face and my warm skin and my soft, silky hair and my smooth, slender legs and my tight, round ass and my firm breasts and my tiny waist and my big, round hips Here she is with a scalpel trying to remove my testicles and I can't do anything because I am a robot and I don't have any balls!" I covered my eyes, ashamed of myself. I knew that I had to be strong; I had no choice, after all. And yet... I felt a hand gently resting on my shoulder. "Hey," said Maya, smiling sadly. "Don't worry about it. Nobody wants to see that." I looked up at her, blinking. "Really? You don't mind?" She shrugged. "Sure, why not? It's probably a lot less embarrassing than watching you scream while someone tries to cut off your penis." my bionic parts the wires and circuits the metal and plastic the rubber and silicone here she comes with her scalpel trying to take them off and I can't do anything because I am a robot and I don't have any balls!" My voice was growing louder with every word, and I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. "Please leave me alone! I'm not a robot! I'm a real man! Please, just let me go!" "Devin, stop it! Calm down and relax. Everything's going to be okay." "No, it won't! You're going to kill me!" "Devin, calm down. Just listen to me. Take deep breaths." I started to sit up, but she reached out and placed her hands on my shoulders, gently pushing me back down. "I'm not going to hurt you, Devin. You're safe here. Now just lie back down and try to relax." I took another deep breath, and tried to slow my breathing. Slowly, the panic subsided. I still felt shaky, but my heartbeat was slowing now, and I could breathe normally again. "Thank you," I whispered. "Don't mention it." She smiled. "Now, are you ready to continue?" I nodded silently. *** I felt something cold against my skin, and then a sharp pain as the scalpel touched my skin. A surge of electricity ran through my body, causing me to jerk backwards. The screen flashed red, and then turned blue. *** 1.5 minutes remaining. I heard Maya gasp softly beside me. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "Yeah." "Does it hurt badly?" I shook my head. "Not really. It's just a little uncomfortable. How long has it been?" She glanced at her watch. "About fifteen seconds. Are you sure you're okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Okay then." I waited for another minute, until the screen finally turned green. "That's it," she said. "All done." I looked down at myself. Sure enough, there were two shiny silver circles where my testicles should have been. "Did you succeed?" "Yes. Everything seems to be working fine so far." "Good." "So now what?" I'm a shemale who lost her testicles beautiful robot shemale

"It's about time, you're late as always."

The owner of the voice was a blond-haired girl with glasses. She was looking down at me with displeasure in her eyes, but I couldn't care less.

I was feeling great. The day had come and I'd finally gotten to see my girlfriend,