The Vespidian Arc 3 All These Squares

Chapter 7

Interlewd: Remote

My hand sat on the supple mouse pad, Neon Nurse's face coyly looking back from just above the mouse, the rest of her hidden below. I pressed my wrist hard, and it squished the synthetic booty pad as I browsed about the web shifting the mouse. It was comfy, but as of late, I was growing more aware of Neon Nurse. I think her teasing and vigorous pursuit of me was starting to pay off.

Well that and being locked in here with Mrs. Fluffles, my eyes lingered on the sleeping fluffy cat moth that dangled off of the ceiling, its fat abdomen contracting, the tentacle like appendages hanging out as more of those thick pheromones filled the air. I couldn’t really be mad at it either since it was just doing what was natural to it.

I looked down, pausing my intake of cute cat pics to stave off my stir-craziness and ever growing heat due to being quarantined. I mean it is not just me, it is hot in here. I have been venting a lot more than usual lately. My finger traced along that firm yet soft ass pad. Slowly I kneaded it, feeling it. So this is what her ass feels like, huh? She did say that it was made of the same stuff she is. Starting to think Neon Nurse might be a sexbot.

The thought made my abdomen crack open, and the dripping noise of my alien lady boner emerging broke the silence. I gulped, looking away from the mouse pad, and resumed browsing, ignoring the pulsing need growing behind me. It is just weird. Wasp cock is just odd. Still not used to it and undoubtedly afraid of it. I wouldn't be so scared if it was like a normal dick, but this is an alien wingwang. I don't know what it is capable of. All I know is that it is big, long, segmented, bumpy, has tendrils, and is very angry when I am aroused.

'Why you scared? It feels good, just give it some loving, some good old stroking.' Sub whispered.

'It is still weird Sub.'

'It is not that weird. I know, I will masturbate you. Will use bottom righty. Eh eh, how that sound. Don't you want me to stroke that big hard wasp cock and make you cum like a whore?'

'It is sensitive though, the claws are gonna scratch and scrape.'

'I believe Neon Nurse gave us just the thing to deal with this the other day. Who needs a hand when we got a robo pussy under the bed?'

'I like your words magic woman.'

With Sub's jeering, I gazed back at my bed; below it, I could make out the box under it. I got up, looking around the room at the cameras. I mean, I am horny, but am I horny enough to do this? I sat on my bed, angling so that I could see the camera views. I didn't really have privacy. Even in the back corner, there was one that had a clear line of sight. I lifted the box, contemplating if I was truly going to use this thing. Then it came to me. The shower. It was frosted glass, so that was where I could go to be undisturbed.

Nodding to myself, I took out the long hard metallic tube with a soft and fleshy inside and the controller from the box. Quickly, stealthily I skittered into the shower closing the glass behind me. I glanced about to make sure no camera could see; the coast was clear.

I gazed down at that robo pussy. The synthetic flesh was still, a little cold and certainly didn't seem all that exciting now that I was looking at it. It was rather realistic and seemed pretty close to the real thing. Sub grasped it with bottom righty. Her fingers began probing the sultry synthetic entrance. It glistened, oozing slightly from being touched. It seemed that even when it was off, it self-lubricated. I looked down at the remote, going over the functions.

I pressed the heat option dialing it up to about halfway. It didn't take long for it to radiate a pleasant warmth, it was pretty close to skin contact. I upped it a little bit more to make the insides nice and steamy hot. It seemed that it liked that? It was drooling lube. Good thing I was doing this in the shower.

My antenna smelled it… hmm, what is that aroma? Sorta smelled like pine, or maybe lemon? I licked it to find out. My tongue pressed into the hot wet hole, slithering and exploring as the walls adjusted to the size of my tongue. Slowly my tongue rolled inside, my saliva drooling into it to help lube this sex toy up. The lubricant was a little greasy, thick, and a little bitter. I get the feeling it is not supposed to be edible. My tongue pulled out as I spit the contents of my mouth back into the twitching hole.

My abdomen curled between my legs as I sank, sitting on the floor. My thick hard ovicock pulsed, the bluish-white flesh undulating and throbbing as I positioned it to the entrance of that robo cunt. Sub wasted no time sliding it down. Taking in the head of my tendrilled cock. I gasped as the heat washed over it; the fake pussy tightened and let go in a slow rhythmic motion. Sub pressed it down greedily, penetrating it faster. I squirmed from the tight hot slippery hole as it took more and more of my wasp cock.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the rich sensations as Sub kept pressing more and more of us into that cock socket. It stretched and expanded, accommodating my length and girth. It bulged and grew. Finally, my whole wasp cock, all two feet of egg tube, was sheathed inside that velvety vice. It was lovely. My hand grasped Sub's, not letting her stroke as she began to stew. The heat and the slow movements of synthetic muscles within clenching and loosening were delightful.

***

Xava, the Neon Nurse, sat at the meeting of the Hero League Captains. It was routine everyday procedures, schedules, and organization. Behind Ring Master a display showed the decreasing crime rates as a statistic for which areas. All of this was familiar to Neon Nurse since she worked hand in hand with Overseer, the AI that runs just about everything here in the Bronson City Hero League.

She gazed blankly as her mind wandered to other things, such as repairing the cyber swat team that went down into the Slums a couple of days ago and was attacked. Vaguely she thought about Vesper, wondering how she was doing in quarantine. A tingling sensation spread between her legs, a warm, wet, slithering sensation. Her thoughts paused as her green eyes flashed, performing a system diagnostic to find the source. This was surprising due to the fact there was nothing between her legs. Currently, it was an empty slot for a module. Her body jolted slightly as something pushed into her. A ravenous appendage scooped and writhed within her, sending pleasure impulses scattering through her circuits.

The intrusion retreated after roughly twenty seconds or so. As it did, she felt a thick wet intake of lubricant. She shifted slightly, adjusting in her chair. Neon Nurse nodded her head in understanding. Vespidian had decided to use the special model that she had been given. Neon Nurse had been serious when she told her it was special. It was, after all Neon Nurse's own synthetic pussy, detached from her body and modified to be a pleasure toy, but still connected and sending signals. The sensations would not be as intense as if it was attached to her body, but it could still feel rather well from the tests. Naturally, there was only one such model in existence. That was how serious Xava was about Vesper. Well, she was still getting used to the whole romance thing; emotions were difficult for one such as her. But she hoped that her sincerity would get through to her odd friend.

Neon Nurse adjusted herself, watching the presentation. It was surprising that Vespidian had waited so long to use it. She had been expecting it to be used on the first day. This was something of an inopportune time to enjoy the pleasure system. This thought was only exacerbated by the sensation of the wasp cock pressing in. Neon Nurse's hands gripped one another as she folded them on top of one another. She kept her face blank, empty, as the egglayer plunged deeper into her. Molding, filling, and spreading as it went. If she were not a cyborg but an organic woman, her face would have broken and contorted in pleasure or pain, depending upon the body's capacity.

Her internal sensors displayed the diagram of the member as it penetrated in. Mapping and taking in every detail of the pulsing tube that filled her detached robo pussy. As she had hypnothpsised Vesper’s ovipositor was very different in structure to a human’s equipment. It wasn’t so much solid as it was a series of ribbed sacs that inflated to grow in go girth and length. It kept pressing and pushing deeper and harder than any human cock had during testing. Looking at the model, it was clear why the tests were inadequate; Vesper's member was over two feet long. Neon Nurse's lips tightened as her eyes fluttered, reassessing the required capacity to accommodate Vesper. She knew it would be more than human, but the wasp cock kept molding her synthetic tunnel. Despite the signals being dampened to ghost-like sensations, the stretching was nearing its limits. Thankfully with a firm thrust, the mass had bottomed out and sat wholly within, pulsing and throbbing. The heat bubbled through the sensors as they adjusted.

Xava, let out a sigh of relief that her capacity had been adequate. If it had not been so, then the connection would have broken due to pain feedback and the safety mechanism installed. Pleased with her creation Neon Nurse gazed blankly at whoever was speaking to take her mind off the ovipositor that filled her. She observed the scan of Vesper's member, taking mental notes as the schematic was uploaded into her systems for later use.

***

I let go of Sub's hand, and she began to stroke. Up and down. The wet squelching of that lewd hole filled the enclosed space. I tensed as Sub gripped it tighter, stroking harder.

'Like that don't you slut?' she purred in my mind.

"Yes. Oh yes, I love it. I didn't know it could feel this good." I moaned.

'I told you. Now lets see what this robo pussy can do.'

I let Sub do the work as I looked over the controller. I pressed the button for vibration, scaling it up to about half-strength. Instantly the cocksleeve began oscillating. The tremors shook through me, and I accidentally pressed the suction button at maxed. With a loud wet slurp, it pulled down on my tube, sucking to the base, latching on with an air-tight seal against my carapace. Sub and I screamed from the grip that thing had on our cock.

The more it sucked, the more of my blood flooded the tube, making it inflate. The vibrations and wet insides undulating in rhythmic patterns made my legs start kicking. It started to bloat, reaching its limits, stretching and ballooning out. I struggled with the controls and reduced the suction to about ten percent. It relented, and with a gasping sigh of relief, it slid up from my engorged flesh. My member had grown in size due to the excess of blood filling it to capacity. I think a human would have popped from that insane suck. Neon Nurse had not been kidding about the suck your soul out review.

Despite my light headedness Sub began to stroke the insatiable robo cunt up and down. It felt good, more than good, in fact. I leaned against the wall letting Sub do as she pleased. Her strokes were hard and fervent. I toggled the muscle controls, and the insides came to life. Every inch of that thing tightened and contracted, loosening as a flood of lubricant oozed out. It grew hotter, sliding up and down. The greedy thing kept suckling my cock, vibrating and pulsing, milking me.

Sub enjoyed it, relishing in the pleasure as she stroked it up and down.

***

Neon Nurse felt it move. The slow withdrawal was followed by a deep plunge that stabbed the wasp cock deep into her synthetic sleeve. Her mouth almost let out a gasp to match the moan filling her mind. That thick hard wasp cock was using her as a fucktoy. That was what she had intended, but feeling it was something else. Up and down. It was delightful. As it continued, adjustments were made, and Xava felt the vibration function begin. Her hips shifted slightly.

Neon Nurse hummed, matching the vibration to cover up any noise she might make. Her body tensed when the suction mode engaged. The tightness and swelling filled her, bloating her, stretching and inflating. Her eyes nearly rolled as she visibly shuddered in her chair. It was all that she could do not to moan.

"You ok Neon Nurse?" ask Fire Chief, giving her a little nudge on the shoulder.

The sudden stimuli shocked her, and she gasped, "Oh, I… full. I… Yes, yes. I am ok."

"You sure? You been a bit out of it all meeting?"

She shuddered, "I… am functional. I am simply performing maintenance checks on my systems, there have been feedback errors. The errors illicit shocks of emotions as such do not worry if I make noises. If it proves to be dis-disruptive I will take my leave for full diagnostic."

"Alright, well don't push yourself. I know you are under a lot of pressure lately."

"Yes. A lot of pressure. It is… full- painful, but rewarding."

Xava's sensors were overloading and beginning to drop packets of data in the exchange. Despite this, the diagram before her of Vesper's wasp cock was massive and bloated from the suction. She wasn't sure how much more she could stretch before the synthetic flesh tore. It wasn't designed for this amount of pressure. For a human, this model would be far more than enough. But Vesper was not human, and she would need to remake the toy. Next model would need to be built with these specs in mind. It would need more elasticity. Need more. Need more- she paused; she had lost her train of thought.

Her shallow breaths eased out as Vesper turned down the suction mode. This relief was quickly replaced by a writhing mass of pleasure that began flooding her sensors. The muscle controls had been activated and were set to milking mode. Xava's hips slowly began to hump. She was incremental, shifting only centimeters back and forth. Her insides squirmed and writhed as her outer shell kept its dull and monotone appearance, keeping everyone else none the wiser.

The meeting continued as Neon Nurse vibrated ever so slightly, her foot tapping at a pace that matched the thrusts of the invading member railing into her robo pussy. Her port storage unit was being invaded by Vesper's organic positor. If she was alone, she would be moaning, reveling in these sensations, but here, she could not show it. Her exterior had its emotions turned off, even as her mind moaned in pleasure from being fucked.

***

I began to hump, meeting Sub's hand as it slid the cocksleeve up and down. My hips rolled as my abdomen smashed in and out fucking that hole. I could see why guys just want to fuck a bitch. I was getting close to cumming, and Sub's lewd whispers were growing by the moment, encouraging me.

'Talk dirty to it.'

'Why should I do that?'

'Cause it gets me in the mood. Talk down to it; treat it like the thing that it is.'

'It is not like it can hear me.'

'Yeah, but I can and it turns me on. You know I love that kinky rough stuff.'

'If you insist.'

I took a moment to channel my frustrations and listen to Sub's degrading words. "You dirty fucking cocksleeve!" I growled and grabbed hold of the slimy slick tube as it slid up and down insatiably. "Like it don't you? Love my cock don't you bitch."

'That is kinda mean isn't it Sub?'

'Who cares it is just a fucktoy anyway. It is literally a fleshlight. Use that worthless thing to vent we both know you are backed up and angry.'

'I suppose it is cathartic.'

As I stroked it faster, gripping it harder, Sub's words were merging with my own, spilling out of my mouth in a torrent of degradation, "You weak and pathetic fucktoy. I am gonna breed you. Fuck you until you break. Take it, you worthless excuse for a fake pussy. Tighter. Wetter. Hotter. Milk my cock, you worthless whore. This is where you belong suckling my cock. Your mine. I own you. I am gonna use you until you break!"

I thrust harder and faster, pounding into that shuddering toy. It tightened as I dialed up its modes. The vibrations shook my body, and the glass around me rattled. It gripped my tube, stroking the entire length with wet squelching slurps as I held it fully impaled on my cock. Lubricant spurt out between thrusts as it wriggled side to side from the gyration feature.

Holding it down, I railed into it without mercy as it squirmed and sputtered, spurting with every thrust. If I didn't know that this thing was just a fucktoy I would think that it was cumming on my dick.

I slapped it, "Cumming already you filthy fucking whore? Alright, I will give you what you want, you bargain bin cumdump. All those fancy features but you are still just lowly defective fucktoy. A cocksleeve built and designed your only purpose in existence to take my shaft. I will use you when and where I want."

'That is a little much don't you think Sub? Sounds kind of elitist?'

'Eh nobody cares it is just a hole to fill. It is not like it is a person so why hold back? Unless you trying to tell me this sleeve is better than you?'

'Obviously I am better than some stupid sex toy.'

'Oh really? Why don't you show me?'

Egged on by Sub, I pounded into that wet hot hole. I am better than some cocksleeve. No fuck toy is gonna beat me. My hips rose and fell fucking it relentlessly as it began to wiggle more than usual. Were my words making it tighten up? It felt tighter and hotter every time I said something to degrade it. Oh, maybe it has voice commands?

"That is it tighten up for me slut. Take it deeper. That is it. Look at you. Good cocksleeve. My personal fuckhole. I am gonna breed you lots and lots from now on. This is your existence now. You were made for my cock."

It gripped me tighter, and it got hotter and wetter. The sounds it made grew lewder and lewder as though it were growing more aroused. Seeing this put me over the edge as I slammed all the way in. I held it down firmly as my other hand dialed all of the settings to max. Sub slapped it over and over again; every time she hit it, the thing gripped me harder.

"You slutty fucking toy are you getting off on being abused? What a worthless cunt you are. You are defective. Inferior robo pussy like you needs to be bred by my superior wasp cock. When I start laying eggs I am gonna knock your worthless sleeve up."

It vibrated violently below me, the sucking and slurping insatiable as it bit into the tube, latching onto the base, cracking my carapace. Within the walls of synthetic flesh, undulated and stroked at a maddening pace. The heat radiating from it began to burn with friction, and steam sizzled as it writhed.

I moaned as I came inside of it, "Fuck, Ahh fuck yes. That is it you cum suckling fucktoy. Such a greedy whore you are guzzling down my cum. That is it drink up slut. Every drop. Milk me dry bitch. You worthless cumslut. You are my cumdump now. You defective robo slut. This robo pussy is mine now."

It inflated, growing thinner at the end until it popped, my cum splashing out of the broken cocksleeve as it whirred and died, flopping off onto the floor, sparks spilling out of the exposed machine within. Ah fuck! I didn't mean to actually break the thing. Neon Nurse is gonna be pissed.

***

Neon Nurse squirmed on the inside as the Vesper railed into her. Every thrust was digging more profoundly and more brutally than the last. Her eye twitched as her foot sped up, subconsciously matching the pace. The tapping soon grew louder and faster, drawing attention. Xava's face was frozen, emotionless to keep it from shattering into a depraved grin filled with moans from the pleasure.

"Neon Nurse, are you nervous?" asked Dreamer from across the table.

Neon Nurse's head shook as she disconnected her brain from the body's systems allowing it to move on autopilot. She replied in an automated way, "I am running within acceptable parameters. I am not nervous. I am sorry for the disruption, continue with the meeting."

Within Neon Nurse writhed in abject pleasure, fully immersed in the sensations as her sensors relayed the stimuli directly into her brain. Shocks of pleasure permeated her systems. She could feel the phantom feelings of every thrust pounding into her. She could hear every word that left Vesper's mouth. Vesper had hit every switch, and Neon Nurse was powerless to stop it, save a system cut-off, but then she would be denied this pleasure. This was the closest she had gotten to an orgasm since before she had abandoned her organic body. Years and years of muted existence were about to come crashing down.

As the pleasure crested, her voice screamed through her systems, "YES YES YES YES YES YES HARDER FUCK ME HARDER USE ME MAKE ME YOUR CUMDUMP! YES, MAKE ME CUM! I AM YOURS; I AM YOUR COCKSLEEVE FUCKTOY! YOUR DEFECTIVE ROBO SLUT! SO CLOSE FUCK, SO CLOSE!" She felt Vesper's release as the cocksleeve tightened its grip employing milking protocols, and suckled; it bulged and grew, ballooning out until it could handle no more. Neon Nurse reveled in the sensation as the toy broke and sent a cascade of backed-up data all at once into her systems. It was enough to drive her over the edge and release. “AHHHHHHHH YEEESSSSSS! MY ROBO PUSSY IS YOURS VESSSPER… Ohhhhh Vesper... Ohhh Mnnn Vesper… Oh my… Nmm I had forgotten about such baser, organic needs. Vesper, Vesper, Vesper full of so many surprises. It only makes me love you all the more. You must take responsibility for this; I might get addicted."

She basked in that euphoric sensation for a long moment, soaking it in as her systems recalibrated, and dreamily, Neon Nurse resumed control of her body; she wore a satisfied smile that did not match the conversation at all. They had been talking about L.A. and how dire things were down south. Dreamer and the others stared at her.

She tilted her head as usual, "Oh is something wrong?"

"That smile was creepy, even for you." Said Dreamer skeptically, "What was that about."

Neon Nurse clapped her hands together, "Ah, my systems just finished the diagnostic. I had been running it for several days now so pausing it would be inefficient. The new program has outperformed my estimations as such I am immensely pleased. Sometimes my genius surprises even myself."

"What program?"

She coyly replied, "That is… confidential."