by ROBOTWORLD5
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The limousine soon came to a halt right by a large office building, with the letters VSM.
Matthew exited the limo, and the window rolled down. "Be sure to let me know if you need anything, I'm in your contact list," the limo driver said, a surprisingly hot girl who seemed to be Greek.
"Will do," answered Matthew as he walked towards the double doors and inside the Victoria's Secret Modeling Studio.
"Hello, is Miranda Kerr in?" asked Matthew, his gaze on the excited receptionist in front of him. His alterations had worked!
"Well, she is, but she's on a shoot-"
"Where is she?"
"Down that hall, to the right."
Matt entered the photo room, as he saw a bikini-clad Kerr stretched out on a bed, looking sexy as always. Now, it was time to make his move.
"Uh, Miranda-"
"Hello, sexy! Pause the shoot-"
She walked over to Matt, smiling seductively. "I heard Mr. Cummingham was super sexy, but I never knew this much... so, is there anything I can do for you, handsome?"
"Well, I was hoping you could be my girlfriend."
"I don't object to that in the least. Do you want to go to my place?"
"Sure."
"Ok. I just need to change, and I'll be on my way."
Miranda took her bikini off, strap by strap, and replaced it with a pink Victoria's Secret bra and panties.
"Now, I look presentable," she said. "Let's go."
Miranda drove Matt to her home, a secluded mansion not far from the studio. Once there, Matt sat on the couch, and Miranda rushed to join him.
She suddenly stopped and cocked her head. "Assimilating new instructions..." she stated in a monotone voice. "Command: wear bra that is a size too small."
Then, she snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry Matt, I need to buy some clothing for myself... you're free to come with me, if you like."
"No, Miranda, you will stay here."
"But - Command error - Conflicting commands..."
Miranda seemed to vibrate for a second. Her eyes flashed blue, then red, and finally remained at a red color. "Error in logic bus, malfunction in sexual systems."
Within an instant, Miranda's expression changed. As Matt had seen three times before, Miranda smiled a seductive smile and crept over to Matt. The two stripped and began to have sex, transitioning from a loving embrace and tender kisses to a tough humping.
And, within minutes, as Matt was ready to cum, Miranda shook and slumped over, as her power was cut due to her malfunction. It was fun for Matt, but he had bigger questions in his mind. How did these robots replicate the entire human race? What secrets did this "government" hide?
Matt took a shower, freshening himself up, and then dressed, ready to embark again into the world. He called a limo again, and asked the driver to take him to Washington D.C., so he could speak with the source.
"Certainly," the driver answered. "Hold on tight..."
