Diaries of a Fembot pt3

[Tio]

Dear diary

Back from my choirs and ready to write more.


We were all filled into the mirror room again and lined up in order. As the door opened I was confronted with another fembot. She looked most like myself except her chest was bigger and her hair white. She was wearing a nurses uniform and was accompanied by two armed guards. Dr Amaki showed her to the beginning of the line. When the door opened again it was our masters. They sat waiting to inspect us.

"If you could please step forward stating your name, owner and designation. Once collected the next one may step forward. Please wait with your new master over by the plinth so we may do final prep before you leave. Start" Dr Amaki ordered.

The new fembot stepped forward. "I am Zero, a Military, Intelligence, Nurse, Kinky, Android, M.I.N.K.A. I belong to the Japanese army under General Mikata"
The General stood up and walked slowly round Zero. He ordered her to show her weaponry and folds of skin and metal peeled back to reveal quite a defense system. Lastly he stuck his hand up her skirt and with a smile lead her to the prep area.

"I am Abby Watson" One said stepping forward "Sectary and P.A. to Mr Douglas C.E.O. of Americas primary electronics company." Abby smiled and greeted Mr Douglas with a hand shake.

"I am Lilli, bodyguard and assassin for MisoMiso eccentric head of the Tokyo Yakuza"
Two guys in suits lead Two away, now much taller with her heels screwed in, perfect for fighting.

"I am Viella Darkspell, fetish model and assistant to French gothic clothes designer and alternative photographer D'Raviern"
"Marvelous darling! Just what my studio needs. This bot will be a brilliant muse. Ohh! She is just perfect" Expressed D'Raviern as he swayed up to her, kissed her on the cheek and lead her away.

"I am Yuko. Maid and personal assistant to Ayami Takada,lady of leisure and beauty." Four said in a voice low yet sweet, her/his head bowed.
Ms Takada gently hugged Yuko and placed a beautifully crafted metal and diamond collar around his/her neck.

"I am Bobbie Mae. Cover girl for Big Joe Colesons farm produce! The best steak you'll ever taste! I am also the personal assistant to Mr Joeseph Coleson." Bobbie giggled.
"Well, Isnt she a beaut!" Roared Mr Coleson. "Just perfect. Cant wait to get you home." He winked and then lead her off stage whilst boasting his companies merits.

Then there was me. I wasn't sure what would be required of me though I presumed some house duty due to the nature of my programming. I stepped forward.
"I am Mai. I am housekeeper, assistant and help to Dimitrios Novikov young Russian artistic genius."
An old and stern woman in a long black dress came to collect me.
"I am Mrs Kane. I am the house and family keeper for Mr Novikov. You will be in my charge till we get back to Russia"
And so I was lead away to the finishing area.

The purpose of the finishing area was to update our memories with anything we would need. The clients themselves provided the data which was then checked for viruses and inserted into us. A technician opened the panel which ran from the nape of my neck to the back of my head and inserted a disk. I felt my systems flooding with new information, pictures of art and mechanics. Then all went dead.


I shall write more when time permits. I think I am getting the hang of this diary writing. I can see why humans would do this.

[KingJeremy]

Great stuff as always Tio. I like the flow of the work that you do. I certainly appreciate the first person perspective as well which isn't always easy to pull off. Eagerly anticipating more chapters.