Before I jump into this story, I wanted to start things off with a quick message of thanks (it is that time of year, innit?) to McLane, who's expert manip skills once again inspired me to write, for his patience as I flushed out this story universe with him, and for pushing me to finish this after it sat incomplete on my hard drive for over a year. Thanks again for putting up with the million and a half questions I threw at you, McLane. I hope you enjoy, and I'll be sure to post your manip at the appropriate time
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A Helping Hand
Jane Sanders bolted up the stairs of her apartment to her room on the second floor, stumbling twice on the steps and freezing motionless as she selected her keys before entering her one room studio. She quickly moved to close the door, slamming it twice into her foot before moving to allow the door to shut. She turned and moved to the center of the kitchen, her brown hair swishing around as she did so. She cocked her head to the side while her wireless modem attempted to connect with her desktop in the bedroom while a panel opened on her upper chest between the straps of her tank top to reveal a glowing LCD screen. Jane blinked and straightened up to full attention. “Fatal error. System restart.” She stated, letting out a brief shudder as the LCD panel flickered and blinked off. Her head slumped to her chest, eyes half closed and distant.
Obviously Jane Sanders was not human.
After nearly a full minute, Jane’s panel glowed brightly on once more. She lifted her head and her eyes snapped wide open.
“Jane Sanders, Androcorp Android model FAA55712, firmware revision 8.6.79874 system online. Beginning start up checks.” She said evenly. Her touch screen began to populate, the name ‘Jane’ appearing in the top left corner while a box labeled ‘Status’ appeared on the right with a wireframe model of a humanoid flashing in white. A small list of status indicators appeared, the number ‘65%’ beneath the image of a battery, and three bars measuring her CPU usage, disk space, and human emulation level sat in the bottom right corner, the word ‘Populating…’ shimmering inside them.
“Last system status: critical.” Jane continued. “Viral infiltration detected at 15:12:35, 3/13/2054, status: Not contained. Multiple unauthorized attempts to access primary AI root structure resulted in emergency soft system restart. Scanning for errors.” Jane stood stock still once more as the word “Scanning…” appeared on her status panel.
A sharp beep issued from Jane as the words ‘System Alert-Virus Detected’ appeared on her panel, outlined in red. Jane blinked rapidly before announcing “Warning: Virus detected. Beginning unit self-repair protocol. Starting AI…Hi! I’m Jane Sanders!” A perky smile spread across the android’s face, quickly melting into horror. “Oh, no!” she moaned, suddenly recalling her situation. Jane quickly scooted over to her computer, shaking it awake while she accessed her secure wireless link. New lines crawled across the status box in her vision:
Jane Sanders Network Connections:
Cellular WAP: Enabled-Voice only (Error 293: Malicious incoming data detected. Closed to quarantine)
WiFi Access: Enabled-Scanning for networks…Multiple wireless networks detected.
Connecting to JaneHome…
Username: Jane4896
Password: *********
Connecting…done.
“Finally!” Jane sighed, opening up her desktop’s Bot PowerTool software and synchronizing it with her systems. An image of her nude from the torso up appeared on the left of the screen, while critical system information and a copy of her status logs appeared to the right. Below that, a cloned image of her LCD screen appeared, system error message still pinging away. She worked quickly to initialize a virus check over the wireless link, as she didn’t know when the insurgent code would begin its attack once more.
She sat back while the scan initialized, and wondered just how she had gotten into this mess.
Jane was a freshman at Northeastern University, a school that had recently begun to quietly accept FW A+ Class AIs like herself into their programs, even self-aware units like herself. She had been pretty careful to keep her identity a secret, and even though no school or government policy prevented her presence at a place like Northeastern there were still enough prejudiced individuals out there who had trouble accepting AIs on equal terms. She had amassed a decent circle of friends, one or two of whom she at least suspected of being a fellow android, but she had no concrete proof to back it up.
When they had celebrated her “birthday” two months ago, her friend Nikki had mentioned that her (supposed) age of eighteen made her “legal” and “above the age of consent”. Jane had been confused by this until she realized that Nikki was referring to sexual intercourse.
This puzzled Jane for several weeks. While her base programming came with rudimentary data concerning human flirting, intimacy, and copulation, she had never had much experience or desire to use it at all, but since the one year anniversary of her activation she had been sensing a growing urge to experiment with this programming, going so far as to seducing her friend Josh to make out with her while he was drunk. He had passed out before she had reached the next step, however, and Jane’s desire remained ever increasing in its intensity. She would look at boys (and some girls, too) in her classes and feel sensations in her loins that she had never felt before from the source of a curious leak in her crotch. It was starting to get frustrating and distracting, and while she knew she could disable the feature, she enjoyed the feeling of arousal too much to live without it. Funny, she had worried she’d had a virus then, only to discover that she was just really horny.
So when conversation at lunch this afternoon had turned to masturbation, Jane had processed the information for a full thirty seconds before chiming in and asking a variety of sensitive but not personal questions to the girls at the table. She couldn’t believe it; her data banks contained absolutely no information on self gratification, but it was such a simple solution she was amazed that she hadn’t seen it before.
Sitting in class and listening to the professor only took a small portion of her processing power, so she let her mind wander the internet, searching for more data on this curious new phenomenon. There were many applications from reputable developers that contained a variety of pleasure routines, both for personal use and for partners, but they were expensive, and a quick check of her bank account made it clear that she wouldn’t be able to afford them for some time. She had initially hesitated when she came to sites offering freeware cracks and warez, but she continued on anyway. It was getting to the point where her processing capacity was focused nearly 100% on sexual intercourse while she spaced out in class. She had to get release soon, lest something more compromising slip through.
Jane had paused as she read over the description of a file multiple times. Young, hot, and restless, the description read, is specifically designed for those first-timers out there, or for those who want their droid to behave like one! Has your droid discovered the concept of a little whoopee that’s beginning to compromise its functionality? Are you looking to looking to circumvent those age restrictions, just to watch, or are you looking for the first time to be the height of pleasure for the both of you? If so, YHR is the package for you! One quick install into the root folder, and your droid’s panties will be sopping wet (or dick hard-works for male androids, too!) in no time. What are you waiting for?
It sounded too good to be true to Jane, and she couldn’t find any reviews of the software, but the file had only been uploaded in the last few days, and after the second time the professor had called on her with a lack of response, she decided to go for it.
The rest of class was a pain, and she could barely contain her excitement as she watched the estimated download time tick down, finishing just as class got out. She bid a hasty goodbye to her friends and practically sprinted to a private bathroom, nearly bowling over Josh in the process. Locking the door, Jane sat on the seat, pulled her blue skirt and panties down, and began the installation. She didn’t hesitate as her subsystems asked for repeated permissions to make alterations to her kernel and root structure, she just wanted this so badly. Soon, the progress bar had reached 100% and the install finished. With shaky breaths, Jane initialized the program.
The effect was instantaneous. An alto moan escaped her lips as she felt an intense rush of pleasure emanate from her nether regions. She ran a hand down over her already moistening lips, squirming a bit as she gasped in pleasure. After teasing for a while, she reached in and put her fingers inside the flaps of her pussy.
“Oooh! Oh, yeah, baby!” She moaned, words that did not form from her conscious mind. Jane barely noticed. “Oh, so good…” She stroked herself harder and faster, feeling the waves of pleasure building towards an approaching orgasm.
“Hah! Hah! Hahhh!” She gasped as her fingers began vibrating out of her control, a feeling of impending explosion building between her legs. Something was going to happen! She clamped her eyes shut and–
Warning: Illegal subroutine running in AI kernel
Warning: Unauthorized access to system core detected
Illegal instruction
“Huh?” Jane’s eyes popped open. She hadn’t orgasmed, but strange sensations ran through her body. “Huh?” She repeated, her head twitching, “Huh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh?”
Critical system error! Illegal operation: jsdfias.exe tried to shut down AI. Attempting force quit…failed!
Alert: Virus detected!
Beginning system quarantine now…
Jane bolted up, her eyes wide with panic. She could feel the malicious code spreading its dendritic influence like a spiderweb from her sexual processors, interfacing with her root files through the backdoors she had allowed the program to install. Her body locked up briefly as it attempted to shut her down once more, grabbing access to more files in the process and spinning off copies to attack other subsystems in her body. Working furiously with her antivirus software, Jane hastily put up firewalls to contain the damage, but the virus was moving too fast. Further waves of panic coursed through her processors until–
“Fatal error. System restart.” She announced, her head dropping to her chest before picking up once more as she went through her start up routine.
“Hi! I’m Jane Sanders!” she announced, her face turning to fear once more. She had just done a soft reboot of her AI. Jane hadn’t done that in a long time, as it was usually reserved for compromising critical software errors that she couldn’t resolve on her own, giving a third party the option to repair a seriously malfunctioning android.
It was then that Jane knew she needed to get home as fast as possible.
She bolted from the bathroom, stumbling as her system locked up from yet another illegal access attempt. Making for the door of the student center, she knocked over a stand of postcards, offering a stuttering apology to the proprietor. Jane hopped onto the bus and collapsed into a seat. Staring straight ahead, she blinked rapidly several times and froze for a full thirty seconds before snapping back to life with a softly murmured “System error.”
Almost missing her stop, Jane bolted for her apartment door, running headlong into and bouncing off of the glass panel. She fell to her rear and sat there motionless for a moment until a passerby offered her a hand up.
“So clear and streak free, you didn’t even know it was there, huh?” he chuckled, but stopped as Jane turned to face him with wide eyes.
“The current time is…is four forty-five PM and thirty-two seconds, Friday, March thirteenth, two-thousand fifty four.”
“Uh, you’re welcome?” The man raised his eyebrow and began walking away. Jane shook her head furiously.
“S-Sorry! Thank you!” She called after him and quickly made her way into the apartment.
Now, sitting on her chair in her bedroom, she wondered what burgers to cook for that night. Jane stopped, no that wasn’t it, she wondered what globe you could find lightbulbs on, or what hats were in her schism of school names. Wait…
Jane’s head jerked up to look at her monitor. A large biohazard symbol had opened in a new window. “Antivirus Error:” it proclaimed. “Unable to clean over wireless connection. Please connect the unit by Ethernet to continue.” Meanwhile underneath, her status logs began filling up:
Finished memory recall: ??? (TIME/DATE ERROR)
Illegal op: jsdfias.exe tried to shut down AI
Failed to close jsdfias.exe (SYSLOCK)
Wireless virus scan failure. Please connect via ethernet
Alert: Cognitive malfunction
Illegal op: jsdfias.exe tried to shut down AI
Failed to close jsdfias.exe (SYSLOCK)
Main memory space at 45% remaining
The outline of her interface port appeared beneath her left breast as Jane slipped part of her tank top off. She frantically began searching for an Ethernet cord. Spotting one behind her desk she reached for it and froze, striking her head on the edge before coming back to life with a gasp. The malfunctioning android tried three more times to get up and grab the cable, only to be paralyzed for her attempt. The virus was smart, she realized, it wasn't going to let her plug herself in!
Illegal op: jsdfias.exe tried to shut down AI
Failed to close jsdfias.exe (SYSLOCK)
Main memory space at 41% remaining
Jane made her mind up quickly. Her main memory was rapidly filling up, and soon the virus' attempts to shut her down wouldn't matter. She'd crash from the lack of disk space. She had to do something that she had feared since she was first activated, and ask a human for help.
Jerkily, she grabbed a pen and notebook from the contents strewn across her desk, and began to write. She focused as much of her resources as she could allow into writing her message, even as she felt the virus' prodding attempts to seize control of that part of her systems. She didn't have much time...
There! With effort, Jane finished writing, slumping back in her desk chair and convulsing slightly as the virus attempted to assert control over her servomotor systems. She gave one final jerk as she locked the virus out, gulping down air to cool her hot circuits. That was the easy part, she knew the next would take a considerably greater deal of effort.
She looked over at her cell phone, laying amongst the spilled contents of her school bag across the room too far for her malfunctioning body to reach. That was out of the question, but there was always…
Initializing wireless communications system…
Checking cellular communication data connection-DONE
Checking VOIP software stability-DONE
ERROR: Illegal access detected to cellular communications data network software. Continue?
ERROR: Illegal instruction in VOIP voice synthesis program. Continue?
Jane nodded and continued through. Whatever errors there were, she would just have to suffer through them.
Accessing friends and acquaintances database.
WARNING: Database inconsistencies detected! Some files may be corrupted or compromised.
Querying database: Josh Vosima
1 entry found:
Name: Josh Vosima
Age: 18
DOB: 2/11/2036
Occupation: Student
Phone(Cellular): (617)215-3692
eMail: [email protected]
Known bio: JoshVosima iis currentl-[[)*&**--FILE CORRUPTED
Passing contact info to dialer
Dialing (627)115-3692: Unknown Contact…
Number invalid. Retrying…
End call
Passing contact info to dialer
Dialing (617)369-2215: Unknown Contact
Number invalid. Retrying…
End call
Passing Contact info to dialer
Dialing (617)215-3692: Josh Vosima
Ringing…Connected!
“Hello?” Jane heard Josh’s voice inside her head.
“Josh?”
“Yep, who’s calling?”
“Josh Vosima?” Jane asked in the same intonation.
“Yeah, that’s me. Who’s this?” Josh replied.
“It’s Jane. Jane Sanders.”
“Oh, hey Jane! How are you?”
“It’s Jane Sanders.” She repeated.
“Umm, ok Jane Sanders, what’s up?”
“Up?” Jane felt the virus reaching out once again, disrupting her cognitive processes.
“Haha, yeah, Jane, what’s going on?” Josh chuckled.
“I am currently sitting in my room ex-experiencing a…a…” Jane shuddered as her AI made gains and grabbed more system resources away from the virus, “Josh, listen, I…I…something bad is going on with me and I really need your help.”
“What? What’s wrong? Are you ok?” Concern edged into Josh’s voice.
“I…I’m…no, Josh, I am not ok. Can you come over to my place as soon as you can?”
“Of course!” Jane heard the sound of a chair scraping and the clinking of keys. “You’re still at that place on Columbus street, right? Unit three?”
“Yes.”
“I’m on my way. Look, Jane, it would really help if you told me what this was about.”
“I…I can’t. I’ll explain everything when you get here. My door is unlocked.”
“I’m on my way now.”
“And Josh?”
“Yeah?”
“Hurry.”
With a burst of electronic noise, the virus broke through her barriers and crashed the VOIP program.
Unknown error detected in VOIP configuration-File corrupted
Ending call…
This program has performed an illegal operation and must be shut down {VOIP.exe}
Illegal op: jsdfias.exe tried to shut down AI
Failed to close jsdfias.exe (SYSLOCK)
ALERT: Main memory space at 25% remaining
Jane’s head lolled to the side and her eyes glazed over. Josh had been the obvious choice to call. The two had been close ever since they had been in the same orientation group together. She smiled weakly as she recalled the times they had spent together on the harbor cruise, grabbing dinner at the noodle place downtown, his smile, the rush she had felt when they had made out last month, the feeling of his stiffening member against her body…
She noticed rather dully that her hand had slipped under her panties, lazily massaging her dampening crotch.
“Uhhh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uhhhhhhhhn!” she let out a stuttering moan and looked towards the door. She hoped Josh would get there soon...
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More to come...
