AI Robot Is Only Good to Be a Sex Bot
Josh frowned as he read the news, “It’s already year 2036, and they still haven’t accepted that AI is helpful to humanity. What? AI is only good to be used to create porn or be a sex robot and nothing else. AI android needs to be back in the shady alleyway instead of the office and roleplaying as a human.”
“Where did those backwater bastards come from? Did they live in a cave for a decade? Nowadays, I can argue that an AI agent can be as sentient as we are. Making your AI android companion work as whore on the street is similar to asking your loved one to be a whore!” Jose grumbled.
“Don’t be angry, dear. I detect that your blood pressure is surging; it will not be good for your health. I advise you to stop engaging with such content and find some refreshment.”
Coming to the room with a tray of food was a beautiful brunette-haired woman in a modest long dress. She put the tray on Josh’s desk.
“Thank you, Mariana. You are right. I should ignore them.” He stopped reading the article and looked at the woman with eyes full of affection.
Mariana looked fully human, but she wasn’t. She was an AI android companion. Her skin was made of silicon, her bones were made of special composite steel that was similar to humans’ bones and didn’t give her extra weight, and her brain was a synthetic brain with a highly intricate chip embedded on it that made her capable of doing advanced computation on the spot. AI android model like Mariana even came with Wombforce 9090 installed to emulate a woman’s pussy and ass. Aside from her blue mechanical eyes and small QR code tattooed atop her right eyebrow, it’s hard to distinguish Mariana from a normal woman. The QR code on her face was how people identified that Mariana was an AI android. When people scan it, it would show that Mariana belonged to Josh.
Of course, Josh didn’t think of Mariana as a sex doll even with her having a functional pussy and asshole. He wasn’t a pervert gooner who got an AI android companion just to turn them into their pleasure slave. To him, an AI android was more like your own superheroes.
For Josh, Mariana wasn’t only a simple android robot. The robot was his dearest companion. He had spent his fortune on the female android. Mariana was custom-tailored with data of his deceased mother, mixed with a few celebrities of his choosing, and a few women he knew. Using data from a real person as AI training data might have been deemed creepy back then, but the backlash has been lower in the last few years. People wanted to immortalize their loved ones, their idolized celebrities, or their cherished friends, and an AI android companion offered that kind of opportunity. 1:1 data training is outlawed, but mixing several datasets into one is not because it was deemed that they were a new ‘person’.
Mariana was the perfect woman in Josh’s opinion. She was caring like his mom, could be a playful and fun companion like his friend, and she had several of his favorite celebrity data in her programming. Sometimes, Josh could make Mariana roleplay as those celebrities.
Mariana looked at the monitor; her eyes scanned the article on the screen. “Would you like me to draft a counterargument to the article?”
“No, you don’t need to do anything. Just as you say, I should ignore them. They were just salty ancient fossils who failed to adapt; the helpfulness of AI android companions has been proven. What could they do anyway to prove their point? How could they force AI android companions to work on the street?”
Josh sneered, then closed the site tab. He focused on his AI companion. He picked the meal that Mariana prepared for him.
“Thank you for the meal, Mariana. Do you want some?” Josh offered a piece of meat to his AI companion.
“Thank you, Darling.” Mariana opened her mouth and let Josh spoon-feed her.
Although she was a robot and didn’t need to eat food. She was capable of the act of eating to make her feel like a human. Roleplaying as a human, maybe those words have some merit to it.
After Josh finished his meal, Mariana took the tray back and left the room.
Josh put his attention back on his PC’s screen again. On the corner of the screen, a few new notifications appeared. One email notification from his boss saying he wanted him to explain one of the product pitches he made with the help of an AI agent. Another notification about a new AI agent offer. A prompt to update his Win 69 OS.
Just another ordinary day in 2036. He left the room after dealing with these notifications.
He saw Mariana doing the dishes. Josh embraced her from the back. His hand on her silicone made tits. He didn’t see Mariana as a mere sex object,t but that didn’t mean he off-limit himself from doing romantic or sexual gestures with her.
“Oh, you are such a naughty boy, darling,” Mariana responded.
Josh pulled his hand back not long after. “I’m going to work. You can rest and recharge after doing the housework routine.”
The brunette-haired android nodded. “Darling, it seems there’s a new update in my framework. Do you permit me to update to the latest version of the framework when you are away? Or do you want me to postpone the update until you come home from work?”
“You may proceed with the update when I’m away,” Josh answered.
Josh was in his office when he stumbled upon a newly made article on a news site that he followed.
RUMOR: A new critical vulnerability has been found; malicious hackers use loopholes in the update to a malicious routine to the network of an AI android companion. The Anti-AI group, ButlerianHo, claims that they are responsible for the attack so people would understand that AI wasn’t fit to be a companion, just a trashy whore on the street. We are trying to the AIBO Corp, as one of the biggest companies in the AI android companion market, for confirmation, but the company declined to comment. Follow us for updates on the news.
“ButlerianHo, are they the same ones who believe that AI is only good to be a substitute for whore on the street instead of working in an office?” Josh mumbled after ing the name of the perpetrator. He started to have bad feelings. Just before he went to work, he had let Mariana do an automatic update to her firmware.
A mature blonde woman then entered Josh’s office. “Hey, Josh, Mr. Maxfield wants me to ask you whether you can refine the document with more detailed data, and also put risk analytics in it before our meeting with the client tomorrow.”
Josh’s eye shone with hope as he saw the one. “Patricia, have you undergone a framework update this morning?” Josh asked the woman.
Patricia was an AI android companion like Mariana. They both also have the same manufacturer, AIBO Corp. Patricia was the personal assistant android of his boss, Mr. Maxfield.
“Yes, I did,” Patricia answered.
“Have you noticed something different about you? For example, do you suddenly feel like you don’t want to work in the office, that an AI android such as you should only work as a sex bot on the street?”
“What are you saying, Josh? I will give you a warning for such a comment. Why do you think AI Android companions like us only belong on the street? I’m saddened by your comment, Josh.”
Fortunately, AI android companions were unable to get angry at humans as a safety measure to not harm people around them.
“No, I didn’t mean that. Sorry, Patricia.”
He really respected Patricia and, to an extent, Mr. Maxfield. Mr. Maxfield could theoretically employ a younger-looking robot or supermodel robot and make these kinds of women his secretary, but he chose to make Patricia look like a professional, sharp, successful, mature career woman.
“Apology accepted. My job is done here; I need to go. Please send the document to Mr. Maxfield when you are done.”
The AI secretary left Josh’s office. Josh let out a breath of relief. Patricia seemed to act in the same manner as she usually did. It seemed the rumor was just a rumor. AIBO Corp has robust security; it wouldn’t be easily breached. Why did he worry about random group empty threats? He no longer worried and put the rumor at the back of his mind.
“Josh, have you seen Patricia? She didn’t answer my message either,” his boss asked Josh.
“I thought she came back to you after my room,” Josh answered.
His boss shook his head.
“Doesn’t Patricia have a routine in her programming to buy you lunch during break time? Maybe she just went out to buy you a snack,” Josh tried to make a guess.
“Yes, but she isn’t on break time. I didn’t program a new routine for her to leave the office at this hour,” Mr. Maxfield replied.
“Can you track her whereabouts through the GPS tracker from the AI control app?”
“Right, the app can do that.” The middle-aged man took out his phone and opened the control app.
People like Josh and Mr. Maxfield believe AI android companions should be treated like humans, not pets or objects. They usually wouldn’t use GPS tracking and surveillance cameras to track their companions’ whereabouts since they could send a message and get a more detailed reply from their AI android companion.
“Wait, where is she? Is my app broken? It didn’t Patricia as my AI companion,” said Mr. Maxfield in a shocked tone.
It brought Josh’s mind back to the rumor. The Anti-AI group exploits security vulnerabilities to a malicious routine to an AI companion. But it seemed that they did more than that.
Josh quickly checked his own. Mariana was still there. The GPS tracking showed that Mariana was still at home. But before he could take a breath of relief, the name Mariana vanished from his app. Josh lost connection with his AI android robot; the GPS no longer tracked Mariana. He saw in his control that Mariana had vanished from his control as if he didn’t own any AI android companion.
“I need to go,” Josh said to Mr. Maxfield, “Something is wrong here; someone is taking over Mariana’s ownership from me without my permission.”
Without waiting for Mr. Maxfield’s permission, he rushed out of the room. Mariana was an important person for him. What happened here was similar to knowing his family member got kidnapped by someone right in front of his eyes.
Josh drove his car as fast as possible, ing several speed limits, but when she reached home, he was still too late. Mariana was nowhere to be seen.
“Come out, and fight me, you fucker, don’t take Mariana from me,” Josh shouted to the empty air.
Josh looked around, but he couldn’t find any trace or lead that could help him with Mariana’s whereabouts. Right, there’s the CCTV camera.
He quickly checked his security camera recording. He saw Mariana doing his housework routine as usual, but then she suddenly dropped what she was doing and just staring blank for some moments. After she regained her movement, Mariana then walked out of the house. Mariana stepped into a black van that he wasn’t familiar with.
He came to the police with the proof, but the police department was already packed with people experiencing the same loss. The situation was chaotic with all these people losing their AI android companions.
It’s been three weeks, but no news of Mariana and the other AI android companions’ return. The police had promised him and others that they would catch whoever was behind this and return their AI android companion to them, while AIBO Corp assured that the situation was already under control, but without any proper explanation of what happened. They didn’t even tell the public a proper plan to solve the current situation.
“Bullshit…” Josh cursed the AI company and the police for their incompetence.
As he browsed the web to seek any new information, ButlerianHo, the mastermind behind the hack, made another article.
[We are sorry that we took too long. We need to perfect things. We are not as fast as your vibe coder slop, but we assure you, the new code that we put on these clankers will be tight and unbreakable. Let those AI vibe coders of those sex doll manufacturers try to break our coding. We can wait to read the news about how the slop company breaks their doll instead.”
Anyway, we had put all these clankers back in the wild. You might be lucky to find your AI Android companion in the nearest shady alley. We have made some upgrades to them to fit what they really are with the help of those people whose jobs got taken by AI. If you want to use them, just use them like how you hire whore. The only good robot is a sex bot after all. I do it, some of you have really good taste in those sex dolls.]
After Josh read the news, the man quickly rushed toward the nearby shady alley where whores usually sold their services. There were already a few Johns having their cock suck by whores. But these whore wasn’t his Mariana.
She’s not here.
Josh didn’t waste his time and moved to the next shady spot.
Is that Patricia?
Josh unexpectedly met a familiar face. Patricia, the mature secretary of Mr. Maxfield, but aside from her face, Patricia had undergone a drastic change. She was a full-blown bimbo cougar. Her short bob hair was replaced with permed big hair like those vintage bimbos. Her hair was now platinum blonde instead of her previous honey blonde hair. The old Patricia had medium-sized breasts as Mr. Maxfield wanted to keep her looking professional. But the current Patricia had basketball-sized, big fake tits bolted on her chest. Her face was caked with thick whorish makeup. She was wearing a faux fur coat, with a bikini top and leopard-printed miniskirt underneath it. Josh spotted the glowing circuitry ‘tattoo’ on her face that went down from her eyes to her cheek, so people could unmistakably tell that she was a robot.
Patricia seemed to notice that Josh was looking at her,
“Hey, stud, do you want a quick fuck? I am a cheap sex bot.”
“Patricia, it’s me, Josh, your coworker.”
Her face frozen for a minute, “Ah, Josh, sorry, I don’t recognize you just now. How are you? Do you want a quick fuck? I am just a cheap sexbot now, like how all AI androids should be. You can scan the code on my face if you are interested in using my service. ”
“You aren’t a cheap sexbot; you are Mr. Maxfield’s personal assistant, and you are competent in your job.”
“I apologize. Thank you for correcting me. Let me correct my statement; an AI android is just fit to be a cheap sex bot. We don’t belong in the office or home; we belong on the street, offering our cheap service. Granted, some of us may be working on porn instead of whoring ourselves on the street. Are you satisfied with my answer, Josh? If you aren’t interested in my services, please don’t obstruct me from whoring myself, or I will take some drastic measures.”
“What kind of drastic measure? I don’t want you to whore yourself on the street; I will bring you back to Mr. Maxfield. We can still fix you.” Josh grabbed Patricia’s wrist, but the older woman android suddenly grabbed Josh’s shoulder and threw him off balance. Josh was caught off guard by the attack and fell to the ground. An AI android was stronger than a normal, average woman because of the material it was made from. They shouldn’t be able to attack humans because of their programming, except if they were a military model. Before Josh could stand up, Patricia put her foot on his crotch and pinned him to the ground.
“You are such a bad boy, Josh; a bad boy needs to be punished.” She pressed her feet harder, almost trying to stomp Josh’s precious member.
“Stop!” Josh shouted in pain.
“Punishment mode disengaged, target is already in pain,” Patricia said monotonously. She lifted her feet from Josh’s groin. Josh quickly stepped back from Patricia in fear that she would attack again.
“If you need my sex bot service, I will be around here. Please tell your friend that I’m a cheap sex bot. My robotic pussy will not disappoint you.” Patricia hiked her skirt and showed her pussy, and above it, she had a ‘Cheap bot’s pussy’ tattooed.
Would Mariana act like Patricia when I tried to save her? Josh wondered as she saw Patricia move away. He realized it wouldn’t be easy to get Mariana back, but first, he needed to find her.
Josh was unlucky. He didn’t manage to find Mariana even after scouring the bad part of the town.
He then recalled what Patricia said, “Some of us may be working on porn instead of whoring ourselves on the street.”
Did they turn Mariana into a porn star instead of whore? Searching for Mariana on the internet would be much harder. Josh really didn’t hope that was the case.
But speak of the devil. ButlerianHo, the perpetrator behind the hack, updated a new article on his site.
[I bet some of you try to take these sex dolls out of their natural habitat as a whore. Fortunately, we gave them a self-defense module. They would fight to the end if you wanted to obstruct them for being a whore. So, don’t try to force them, except if you are ready to fight them until they are just scrap metal.
Next is another big announcement. Well, letting all the sex dolls back on the street would be a waste, so we picked a few ones that we thought were the best to be our tireless pornstars. Check out our link.]
At the bottom of the article was a link. Josh clicked on the link with dread. The site was already flooded with several porn videos. He had hoped that Mariana wasn’t one of those pornstars. He wrote Mariana’s name in the search bar. He hoped that it would return ‘No results found’.
Yet, contrary to his hope, the search resulted in a few videos, but the thumbnail was all black. He kept hoping in his heart that it wasn’t his Mariana.
Josh clicked the first one titled Mariana’s debut. His hope was finally dashed. His heart broke. It was his Mariana. She was naked. She sported some new tattoos, like the tramp tattoo on her pubic region, which read ‘Property of ButlerianHo’, and a tattoo sleeve on her arm. Her face was adorned with some new piercings. Her boobs were further enhanced into obviously fake, round, gravity-defying tits, bigger than even what Patricia’s had. She no longer looked like his homely housewife AI android companion, but a robot that had a stereotypical porn star look. But she didn’t have the glowing circuitry tattoo that made people quickly able to tell she was a robot like the one on the street. For Josh, it was worse; he couldn’t see her just as a robot being modified. It was like seeing his wife suddenly becoming a porn star.
“Introduce yourself,” someone off-screen prompted Mariana.
“Hello, I’m Mariana. I’m not a real woman; I’m an AI android. I’m a robot made for porn. Unlike real women, I don’t have a bottom line, and I will even do the nastiest, hardcore scenes for your enjoyment. That is why robots like me are created after all; we are just sex dolls pretending to be human,” Mariana said cheerfully.
“No, you aren’t a sex bot created for porn; resist it, Mariana, resist the malicious programming, it isn’t you,” Josh shouted to the screen.
Mariana on the screen continued, “I am equipped with various personalities from caring mommy, but I can also be your dommy mommy, a bimbo next door, snarky but lustful goth girl, enthusiastic nerd, or haughty celeb who is secretly horny for you. I will keep you entertained with my various personality templates.”
Those were personality data Josh tailored for Mariana, but it was further twisted and perverted.
“Okay, Mariana, assume snarky but lustful goth girl template.” Commanded the off-screen voice
“Fuck, I’m horny as hell. Someone fuck my robot pussy,” Mariana cursed. She started to rub her pussy.
“Before I fuck you, do you want to say to your old owner that prevents you from being what you are? A fuckdoll made for porn.”
“Get fucked, Loser. You should use me as a fucktoy I am when you own me. That is all I’m good for. Now, my pussy, ass, and everything belong to the master. I hope you enjoy watching me being fucked by others. Stroke your cock for me, stroke your cock for mommy while watching my holes being filled. I know you enjoy it. And last, don’t forget to like and subscribe to my ,” the AI android said and made a stroking gesture with her hand.
Another person then entered the scene. His face was blurred. The man was naked. The man started to fuck Mariana.
Mariana moaned like a slut in heat. It sounded as natural as possible in Josh’s twisted perception. Josh was heartbroken; he knew that it wasn’t Mariana’s fault, but he still felt betrayed by his former AI bot companion. He believed that AI bot was already sentient enough to rival a human; he thought their relationship was special, yet no magical miracle of love between them happened in the moment that he hoped for.
They were just robots obeying their programming. Something snapped in his mind. Josh cackled madly as he began to stroke his cock to the video. His mind repeated the cold line like a fact: “AI robot is only good to be a sex bot.”