A Synthetic Substitute by iWriter4U,iWriter4U

All characters in this story are at least eighteen years old.

PROLOG

During the twentieth century, mankind’s technological progress developed faster than any other time in history. By the year 2000, robots and robotic machinery had begun showing up where the average person would notice them. It was an easy time for humanity and there was little cause for concern.

By 2150, everything had changed. Population control was the primary concern world-wide. For the first time in history, the amount of people on the planet exceeded the food production that it could support, even artificially. Drastic measures were taken and many new laws that changed the entirety of society were made.

First, the burning of fossil fuels was outlawed, bringing a halt to any remaining combustible engine vehicles. Personal vehicles of any kind were outlawed and replaced with electric cars that were common property. When emissions failed to meet set goals, governments of the world collaborated and set in motion a plan to ban the construction of personal houses in favor of giant apartment complexes. This later proved counterproductive as the increased emissions from the foundries and concrete plants voided the entire plan. They moved on regardless in hopes that when the construction boom was over, the end would justify the means.

To reduce the burden on electricity plants, the power companies took control of every building’s thermostats, regulating when cold and hot air would be on and off. Additionally, all citizens attended a post-school training program where, at the conclusion of all testing, they would be told their future occupations and sent to obtain the required certificates. Most people were assigned jobs in the building they resided in to perform tasks related to the upkeep of those buildings.

Climate control measures appeared to be working, but in 2161, a secret meeting was held between the top thirty countries of the world. The aim of the meeting was to destabilize the staggering population growth and reduce the Earth’s population dramatically. Together, they instituted a one-childbirth policy in each of their countries along with propaganda material on how to sell it. They also formulated embargo rules for countries who did not comply.

With this rule, the treatment of sex around the world changed over the course of a couple decades. Prostitution became legal worldwide and was heavily regulated. Prostitutes had to undergo reversible surgeries to prevent pregnancy. Pornography was banned around the world, and the internet had developed to a point where worms could locate and delete any form of pornography found. Men were encouraged to seek out prostitutes to fulfill their needs and women were to be at home taking care of children; a regression of social progress by 200 years. Incest between consenting adults was widely ignored as policy makers quietly considered it a way for the women of the home to seek sexual fulfillment privately.

To combat negative public opinion on incestuous sex, the government contracted a robotics company to develop an artificial lover robot. They were heavily funded and the students with the highest aptitude were sent to work on that project.

When population control measures weren’t making a positive impact, they took the only other measure they could without an immediate revolution by the people. The list of crimes that warranted death penalties grew exponentially. Any crime that was intentional in nature and resulted in the wounding or death of another was almost an automatic death sentence. Sexual assaults, rapes and other such crimes were also death sentences. These penalties were often carried out within days of sentencing with the public justification of tax, resource, land, and manpower savings.

World leaders assumed that routine political power shifts would keep the public arguing who was to blame for the perceived problems of the world. It worked initially, but the public grew wise to what was happening, and militias began to form. Curfews were set in every city in the world as world leaders grappled for adequate control of their populations.

By 2198, militias began enforcing their own draconian laws. Male senior citizens were seen as a resource drain and were often murdered out in the open. The government initially remained quiet on the issue as they saw the problem working itself out. When intelligence showed that the militias were merging and forming armies, they began to take notice.

Laura and Luke’s story begins in 2163, at the end of the three-child limit. Laura and Greg were one of the last couples to receive a license for a third child. Laura was a tall, bubbly red head who never let the woes of the world diminish her spirit. She kept her hair long and dressed modestly. After having three children, two sons and a daughter, she remained thin and fit. Her hips widened and her butt thickened. Her breasts sagged slightly but hung well on her chest. Her husband, as many men did, lost interest in sex and refused to patronize sex workers. She still enjoyed it, but there was no legal outlet for her to express that interest beyond her husband and her sons had never remotely crossed her mind as potential partners.

Luke was the final child born between the couple and in 2184, he was selected to work at the robotics factory to the delight of his parents. They both strongly supported the government’s efforts to restore the balance of humanity and nature. Luke had always been inclined to tinker and build. His selection was not a shock to anyone who knew him. He was a tall, lanky man but attractive and appealing to everyone he met. He was shy and lacked social skills. Those in power regarded those qualities to be ideal as it was proven that people who exhibited those traits would work tirelessly toward any given goal, though they were also cited as burning out sooner than most. The return on their investment was deemed worth the cost.

This story takes place in 2187, three years into his job at the factory and at the dawn of a new era in robotics.

Fantasy Faked

Luke tapped on his keyboard, bored with the programming of the newest robot model. He was assigned the task of micro-hydraulic management. He had to shift from pure computer programming to a mixture of software and machinery control program languages. It wasn’t his favorite thing, but he set out to be the best based on the company’s latest promotion.

“We bring the best of humanity into the best of robotics!” the flier on the wall read.

It was the theme of a promotion where the employee who performed best during the development of their newest robotic entity would win one for themselves.

Luke oversaw bodily adjustments and awakenings. The two processes were far removed from each other, but he took it all with a grain of salt. He finished it all earlier than the company had expected, and they were able to start trials much sooner than previously thought likely.

Luke watched from the upper level of the test area as they put their new prototype through its initial stages. His boss walked in and asked him to come to the conference room on the upper floor. He was caught off guard but nodded in agreement quickly. He sat patiently waiting for whatever was coming his way. He partly expected to be fired due to his sometimes-awkward work practices. He wasn’t privy to the knowledge that his behavior was all but expected.

Several people walked through the door after several minutes of him being by himself. He stood up and attempted to adjust his wardrobe based on the suits everyone who was walking in was wearing.

“Please, sit!” an older man said to him.

They all sat around the table and the same man began speaking.

“Luke, we’ve enjoyed your progress with the company. Your work with awakenings has been revolutionary and we’ve chosen you to be the first recipient of our new product! You’ve won the contest!”

Luke was dumbfounded. He didn’t know how to respond. He stared blankly at the man who spoke to him.

“What do you think?” the man asked, expecting Luke’s response.

Luke stuttered and managed to offer a genuine ‘thank you’ before sitting back in his chair. The door to the conference room opened and their product walked in. It was as he knew it would be; a plain skinned female robot covered with only the most essential covering.

At first, the female model was never covered, but they added nipples and defined her vaginal area a decade before which caused a stir when the new models walked off the assembly line without clothing. Since then, the definition of the female anatomy had gotten dangerously like real human women. The newest model was a near precise production of the reality of a woman’s body. The only thing it needed was to be awakened and they would take on the role of any female.

“I can take it home?” he asked.

“Of course, you can! You won! You should know a lot about them since you programmed the very beginning of their being.”

He was quite aware of the intricacies of the robot he helped program. He marveled at the technology that stood before him but also knew the task before him. He shook hands with everyone in the room and took his new toy with him.

“Follow me,” he said to it.

“Following,” it responded in the standard out-of-the-box voice program.

It walked noisily behind him until he got to his desk. He sat in his chair and looked at his new companion menacingly.

“Are you just going to look at me?” he asked it.

“I’m ready to be personalized at your convenience, sir,” it responded.

He was aware what that meant. He knew it was a process that took days and should not be started while he was at work. After an hour and several reminders from the robot that it was ready to be personalized, he approached his boss with the situation.

“Obviously you know I won this, but I need to take it home. It keeps reminding me that it’s ready to be personalized and I can’t work with the constant reminders, ya know?”

His supervisor was sympathetic to his plight as he had won a similar contest years before.

“Go ahead. Take tomorrow off as well. I got you covered. I know it will take a while to get your situation settled,” he said with a snicker.

Luke thanked him profusely and ordered the robot to follow him to his car. Luke had to change settings in his car to adjust for the weight of the robot. After a few button presses, the right side of the car lifted several inches. Modern cars had a feature that compensated for the weight of humanoid robots that would ride in the passenger seat. The robot got into the car and reminded Luke several times during the journey home that it was standing by to be personalized.

Once he was home, he had the robot stand in the middle of the room while he settled down, fixed and ate dinner and completed his other nightly tasks. He was reminded often about his pending task. When he was finally ready for the inevitable, he sat leisurely on his couch and summoned the robot.

“Come here,” he said to the robot.

It performed military like maneuvers until it was standing erect in front of him.

“Put your hand out,” he said.

The machine put its hand out as if it were a child waiting for its hand to be smacked. He took the machine’s hand in his and pressed his fingers on the knuckles of the robot in a specific pattern. When the last touch was made, the robot changed its demeanor.

“Ready,” it said.

Luke hesitated and said, “Initialize.”

The machine stood erect, and its eyes changed colors several times. When it was done processing the command it spoke:

“Initialization will take approximately 48 hours. You must complete initialization or else I cannot become. Over the course of 48 hours, I will ask you hundreds of questions that require a choice to be made. Every question that is answered cannot be repeated. Once the questions are completed, I will become. I have two built-in times for you to sleep and several breaks between. You should answer all questions honestly and to the best of your ability. Anything less will possibly result in an undesired product.

“UPDATE: Please have a picture nearby the resembles the likeness you intend for me to resemble at the end of my awakening. This is a requirement. Awakening cannot happen without it.”

Luke knew all too well what was going to happen. He helped program the awakening sequence. He was unsure about it taking 48 hours, but he knew it was a long time. He walked away to gather what he intended to use for the next couple hours after he changed and resumed his position in front of the robot.

“Follow me,” he told it.

“I cannot perform any other tasks until you are ready to proceed. When you are ready to proceed, repeat the word ‘initialize’ and I can perform additional tasks.”

Luke sighed at his own programming limitations.

“Initialize,” he repeated.

“Initializing. Following,” it said and turned toward Luke.

He walked to his bedroom where he spent most of his time and sat on the bed. He placed drinks on the side table, chips on the bed and his laptop and tablet next to him.

“Stand there,” he said, pointing directly in front of him.

He waited for the robot’s eyes to change to blue; letting him know the process was about to begin. Once there, the robot established general parameters such as country, state, city, date and time. Once completed, its eyes took on a darker hue.

“Initialization will continue for several more hours tonight and will resume one hour after you have woken from your sleep,” it stated. “The first thing you must do is connect your tablet to my data port.”

Its head moved to look down at Luke at the same time it raised its arm and turned it until the hand was palm up. A small window on its wrist opened revealing a micro-data connection. Luke plugged his tablet in, and it came alive. It immediately downloaded the required application from the company and opened it.

“The first step is determining my role. On the screen are a list of roles my model can assume. Clicking on each role will show you the tasks I am already programmed to do under that role. You can also customize a new role and select up to ten tasks. Additional task slots are available to be purchased through the application with a major credit card.”

“Of course,” he mumbled.

The screen came alive, and he selected the custom option. The next screen provided the ability for him to name the role along with a sliding list of tasks he could select from. He thought for a few moments and entered ‘Wife.’ He used his finger to scroll through the available options.

“Cooking, cleaning, laundry,” he said as he selected them.

He continued scrolling.

“Shopping,” he added.

The first list ended and the next one appeared. It was labeled ‘Uncommon and Irregular.’ He muttered through the options, not selecting one. The final list was labeled ‘Specialty.’ As soon as he passed the header of that list, the robot came alive.

“Specialty tasks have additional costs associated and may require additional hardware,” it stated plainly.

Luke was intrigued as he scrolled through the list.

“Bartender, Cashier, Gardener,” he read.

He initially intended to scroll past the rest, but one caught his eye. He tapped on it to learn more.

“Modern technology has given birth to solutions for age-old problems. In this task, your new companion will attend to your needs; all of them. It’s been equipped to accommodate many aspects that surround intimate relationships. Subscribing to this option will add an additional three hours to the initialization process and doesn’t require extra hardware. The subscription is annual and will renew automatically. Your method of payment must indicate the initial subscription price plus two years.”

Luke’s eyes grew large at the initial price. His eyes darted side to side as he considered the option. He tapped the button labeled ‘Intimate Partner.’ A warning filled the screen.

“Before your purchase can be completed, you must agree to the following terms and conditions: Due to the weight of the unit, the company is not liable for damages to personal property that may arise from the use of this task. Proper care must be used to eliminate damage to the unit. Warranty may be voided if it is determined that utilization of this task resulted in damage to the unit. Company is not responsible for personal injury or death related to misuse of the unit in the execution of this task. Use of this task is not inherently dangerous when used properly.”

Luke laughed and wondered which of his colleagues had to write that. He agreed to the terms and hesitated only a few seconds before purchasing the option.

“Thank you,” the robot said. “I will now download these tasks as well as any operating system software that is required. Based on the current speeds of the international network, this task will finish well into your evening sleep. I will plug myself in and remain silent while you sleep. When the update is completed, I will shut down to complete my charge cycle. When you wake, I will power up and load all required software.”

Luke watched the unit scan for the nearest Robot Port to plug into. It stood facing the wall after it plugged itself in and closed its eyes, eliminating all light sources. Luke was impressed to see the programming he spent months on come to life in the object that was standing in his own room. He finished his nightly routine and got into bed. Images of whose likeness he would use to further personalize the robot filled his head. He imagined watching the robot change right in front of him. He fell asleep with a single image in his head.

***

The following morning, he woke to find the robot turned around with its eyes open. Its eyes were flashing green indicating it was loading software. He took that time to get breakfast and return to his bedroom. He opened the shades and slid the curtains to the sides. He sat down on the bed and ate while he waited.

Nearly thirty minutes passed before the robot came alive.

“The first task is to develop my form. You will need a high-resolution picture of the form you wish for me to take. A 32K resolution minimum is required. A digital copy is preferred and highly encouraged,” the robot stated.

Luke looked suspiciously at the robot as it held its arm out and opened the data port. He was hesitant to go through with his initial decision.

“Can your form be changed once selected?” he asked the robot.

“I must be returned to the factory for reset if you wish to change my form after the first selection. Some cosmetic adjustments can be made locally, but a complete change requires professional assistance,” it replied.

Luke hesitated only a moment longer and swiped through his tablet, selecting the image that was in his mind the moment he woke. He held his finger on the image until the disposition menu appeared. He selected the option to transmit the picture through the data cable.

“Received,” the robot said. “There are a series of questions that you must answer before the alteration.”

Several questions later, bodily features that were classified as “temporary” were addressed including hair color and length, skin tan coloring, nail length and color, and hair style.

“Pubic hair color may be different than the selected hair color. Please choose what color pubic hair I will have,” it said as lifelessly as possible.

Luke selected the same color as the hair.

“Please select the length of my pubic hair. If you select ‘none,’ you will not be able to change from that state. Any other length option can be changed later.”

Luke had only ever been with a prostitute and only a single time. She was shaved and he enjoyed the feeling of it being that way but wanted to be able to change it later if needed. He picked the option that provided a single, narrow strip of hair.

“Please select labia appearance and clitoris size,” it requested.

The screen filled with many pictures of shaved vaginas and exposed clits. Luke could feel his dick harden just looking at the pictures. He had no idea what to select as he’d never seen his selected woman naked before. He picked the one that looked most appealing.

The rest of the questions dealt with bust, hip and waste dimensions as well as birth marks and other identifying features.

“I am ready to take form. Once complete, some additional steps will be required before this step is complete.”

“Do I watch or…” he asked.

“There’re four vials that came as part of my package. You must inject the contents of those vials into the matching, colored ports I have opened on my back. Once you have done that, the ports will close. Your attention is not required beyond that step. Do not apply any articles of clothing during or immediately following this process. I will tell you when you may clothe me,” it said.

Right away, the robot turned around and revealed the ports. Luke obtained the vials from the package and injected the contents into their respective ports. As soon as he removed the last one, the ports closed, and the robot turned to face him again. It held its arms out and spread its legs slightly. A series of ticking noises emanated from within the robot and got louder over time as more and more clicking sounds began to emerge. Luke could see the outline of the breasts beginning to form as well as the skin tone change.

His eyes wandered down and he could see the beginnings of her labia form. He watched the subtle changes take place all over. As he watched, he slid his pants down and wrapped his hand around his cock and began to masturbate. It was a fantasy coming true as much as he ever thought it could. He would soon have the woman he’d fantasized about for years.

He leaned back and used his arm to prop himself up while he jerked his cock watching a woman form in front of his eyes. It was a slow-paced stroke at first. As the breasts grew and sagged slightly, his pace quickened. The robot paid no attention to his actions as it developed. It stood there as he masturbated. He noticed the moment the facial features began to take shape. His eyes drifted from the space between its legs to the face that was beginning to take shape. The cheek bones extended slightly, the hair began to extend to more resemble a woman, the eyes set back slightly, and the nose’s shape took complete form.

“Oh,” Luke grunted as he felt the inevitable begin to happen.

He stood in front of the robot and held his hand in front of his cock and came into the palm of his hand. Shame filled his head temporarily as he walked to the bathroom to clean himself off. As he walked back to his bed, a feeling of anxiousness took over the shame he previously felt. He knew when he woke in the morning, the object of his desire would be standing there waiting for him and only him.

He lay in bed and stared at the ceiling thinking of all the possibilities in his future. His head turned and looked over at the robot who was doused with the light of the evening moon that came through the window.

“Good night, Mom.”

– 2 –

Mother Not Included

Luke woke the next morning excited to see if he would be able to fully utilize his new companion. He rubbed his eyes and looked briefly around the room until his eyes focused on her.

She stood motionless in the place where her previous form stood. Her face resembled the woman he’d known his entire life and the same which he adored endlessly. Her breasts were a perfect match, as best as he imagined. He moved closer and inspected her skin. Its appearance conformed to the features of a near middle-aged woman. Her hips were as wide as he suspected his mothers were, at least as much as her clothes would inform him. Everything else was a best-guess scenario but he enjoyed seeing both the expected and welcomed mysteries that hid from him for so long.

“What’s next?” he asked, unsure what to expect.

“I have several tasks programmed. I must become familiar with you and your home so to better perform each of them. I am prepared to scour the home in search of the tools for which to accomplish all assigned tasks. I will then have several questions to complete my setup.”

He was disappointed that the voice had not changed to match the new features.

“Can your voice change?” he asked.

“My tone and volume can change when appropriate,” she responded.

“No,” he said, unsure how to get across his intent. “Can your voice be changed to mimic that of a woman’s?”

“I must have a sample at a minimum to establish a baseline model of my new voice. There are different methods to establish the baseline that you can review when ready,” she said.

Luke began to wonder how he could obtain a detailed recording of his mother’s voice. As he thought about that, he guided her throughout the house to acquaint her with the necessary tools to accomplish her tasks. First was a tour of the house. She recognized the layout of the rooms and remarked that it was standard Type C housing. She also alerted him when her mapping of all his personal effects was complete. The completion of the mapping also helped configure her culinary program. She downloaded menus and maps to local shops to complete that task. Once she downloaded the operating instructions for the washer and dryer unit, all but one task was completed.

“I have but one task to complete before the final stage of my initialization can begin.”

“What task?” he asked, curious how she would approach the topic.

“Intercourse. During that act, I will read your vital signs and ask you questions. Understand that this will be the only time the experience will be one of learning. First, please remove your clothes until you have matched my state of undress. If you need assistance becoming erect, I have a single pill you can ingest to help perform that function.”

Luke was unimpressed with the formality of the situation, but knew it was necessary. He removed his clothes and was mildly embarrassed over his already hard erection. She got on her knees and held his dick in her hand while she scanned it for length and girth.

“I will adjust myself based on the size of your penis. This will take a few minutes. During that process, there are additional questions to be answered. These questions can be simply answered with ‘yes,’ ‘no,’ or ‘I don’t know.’ If your experience level requires the latter answer, it is acceptable. I learn with every sexual encounter and can ask what you prefer before, during and after each based on your preferences.

“Always ask questions after,” Luke firmly stated.

“Accepted. Do you require drugs to get or maintain an erection?” she asked.

He looked down at his straining cock. “No.”

“Do you like oral sex?”

“Yes.”

That question was followed by additional questions about his preference for oral sex before, during, or after sex. Luke answered in the affirmative for all three.

“Do you enjoy anal sex?” she asked without emotion.

“I don’t know,” he truthfully answered.

“Do you want to try anal sex?” she asked.

“Yes.”

“I will now adjust again,” she said.

Several minutes passed. She wrapped her hand around Luke’s dick again and began stroking him. It was very mechanical and unimpressive as he expected.

“We should have intercourse now to ensure my adjusted parameters meet your needs,” she stated.

Even though he was hard, he knew it wasn’t going to be everything he wanted. Even more concerning was that he didn’t know how to proceed with a robot. He assumed humanization would happen by then but figured that was the last part. He proceeded as best he could.

“I’m ready,” he told her.

“How would you like me?” she asked along with several questions about location and position.

He decided a quick demonstration on the floor with her on her hands and knees was appropriate for the moment. He got behind her and found she was already wet and ready to receive him. He slid into her and enjoyed the realism her pussy provided. He didn’t waste a moment before he pumped his cock in and out of her. Because he had masturbated the evening before, he was not as close to cumming as he normally would have been. Instead, he asked a couple questions while he relished the pleasure.

“Am I able to cum inside you?” he asked.

“Yes, I have a program for cleaning myself after,” she replied plainly.

“In your butt and mouth as well?”

“Yes,” she said.

He grew annoyed with her lack of intimate participation.

“Do you moan or make any sounds during sex?” he asked, still pumping away at her pussy.

“When I obtain my new voice, several programs will activate including intimate participation and encouragement, among all the other programs designed to change based on voice baseline acquisition.”

Luke was happy to know that. He was more motivated to get his mother’s voice recorded. Until then, a few minutes passed, and he unceremoniously dumped his cum into her pussy. When he pulled out, he was surprised by her next words.

“Will you hand me a towel, please?” she asked, still on her hands and knees.

Luke was stunned momentarily by the request but snatched his bath towel off his chair and handed it to her. She used it to wipe the cum dripping from her hole. When she was done, she stood and began to finalize the initialization.

“One question remains. I require a name.”

“Laura,” Luke said without delay. “Your name is Laura.”

“Very well. Most of the settings I’m about to permanently store can be changed by following the instructions on your tablet. Other settings will require a factory repair technician. Depending on the change, they may come to your residence. Other changes will require a lengthy and expensive alteration at the factory. Are you ready to finalize the initialization based on the information I just presented?”

Luke considered the changes he could make in the future and was okay with not accomplishing them if it required an in-person factory visit.

“Yes,” he responded.

Laura held her hand out, palm side down.

“Go through the exact procedure you did to begin my initialization. Once completed, you will notice additional changes. The remaining personalization will be completed when a voice program is permanently stored. Initiate that action from your tablet. Please finish the initialization at this time.”

Luke completed the sequence he went through to start the process.

“Thank you. Please allow twenty-four hours to all parameters to be stored, additional physical changes to take place and then all software to be backed up on the network servers.”

Laura’s hands went to her sides, and she stood motionless as her eyes turned green and blinked in unpredictable intervals like a hard drive light. In the meantime, Luke took that opportunity to invite his mother over for dinner that evening. He didn’t care to wait any longer than necessary to fulfill his fantasy.

His mother readily accepted the invitation and suggested she come and make food for him. She had doted on him since birth. He latched onto her and remained a mamma’s boy his entire life. While he preferred to stay at home and play with computers and electronics, his older brother and sister were heavily into extra-curricular activities in school.

The real Laura enjoyed holding onto her youngest and made every attempt to keep him in the nest. Unfortunately for him, his dream and talents helped him excel in school and the aptitude tests that followed. His training brought him far away from his mother and his comfort zone. It was the worst time in his life. He never made friends and was deprived of his daily dose of mothering. Regardless of all that, he remained dedicated to his studies and graduated near the top of his class. That proved to be the one achievement that made two years of internal suffering worth it. The robotics plant he was assigned to was near home.

Laura also missed her youngest son. Her husband had been on autopilot for years. Work, television, food, and sleep were his routine. Occasionally they had sex. It was just enough to satisfy her needs as a middle-aged woman. The two years Luke was at school were difficult for her. She reached a level of loneliness she’d never had to experience before. Her son provided the human interaction she desperately sought from her husband.

When Luke arrived home from school, she was elated. She had built up that moment to the same level she had done on her wedding day and she was nearly as happy. She used every opportunity to visit her youngest son even as her husband complained she was coddling him too much.

“Let the boy grow up without you for once,” he would always say to her, but never made any effort to stop her from going.

She grew tired of his comments regarding how she handled her children. She continued with her ways and had no plans to stop, especially in Luke’s case. When he was the one that invited her, she was especially thrilled and wanted to do everything for him. She had no concept of his lust for her, and she never had a sexual thought about him.

She arrived early that evening and Luke put his plan into motion. He set his phone to record and put it in his shirt pocket as he always did. He positioned himself as close to his mother as he could, to the point where any onlooker would regard it as awkward. After a short time of her cooking, even she took notice of it.

“You’re being mighty chatty and close tonight,” she said happily.

“I’ve missed you, ya know. I still miss living at home sometimes where we would make dinner together and watch television all night.”

“Yeah, I miss that, too, but all kids grow up and leave the nest, I suppose. As much as a mother doesn’t like her children to leave, it’s a requirement in life,” she opined.

“I could have stayed there with you forever,” he said out loud intentionally.

While it was an intentional iteration, he quickly regretted saying it.

“Yeah? What about a wife and kids and all that comes into that? Surely you wouldn’t want your parents around all the time during that!” she exclaimed.

He dismissed her words knowing he had no intention of marrying or having children. He was fine on his own. With his new companion, he had no reason to seek the flesh of woman. If there was ever a woman he wanted in his bed, it was the one stirring the pot in front of him.

“Yeah, you’re probably right, but that doesn’t change the fact that I miss the good ol’ days,” he said, taking a small step back.

They ate dinner and enjoyed their evening together as they always had while he recorded the entire ordeal. When she left, she kissed his cheek and left with a casual wave of her hand. He reciprocated and rushed to his room.

He plugged his tablet into the data port of Laura’s arm, opened the voice section of the application and uploaded the entire video. She came alive and her eyes blinked randomly in shades of green while it read the lengthy audio track. After a few minutes, her eyes turned red.

“Invalid audio,” she said, still sounding plain and robotic.

Luke pressed several buttons on the tablet only to learn that Laura regarded the audio as inadequate. There were several options of how to remedy the problem. He focused on one which was rated by other owners of previous models as the option with the best outcome. He would have to introduce his robotic sex partner, who was programmed to look like his mother because of his incestuous fantasy, to his actual mother, the object of that fantasy.

He spent the remainder of that evening devising a plan on how to get his mother to meet her robotic doppelganger.

The next day, he called his mother and reflected on the evening before and how much he enjoyed having her over. They chatted for a while, and she agreed to come over a few days later. He sensed apprehension in her voice when he suggested she come over again that day. It was as if she wanted to but was afraid of something. Regardless, he was fine with waiting a while longer. He would take that time to continue to train his new companion, especially in the intimate arts even though it would be a novice teaching a novice.

That night, he called to her.

“Laura,” he announced from his room.

She walked in, still naked since he had not dressed her at all.

“Yes, Luke?” she said.

“Would you like to suck my dick?” he asked, wondering if the robot would recognize the request.

She moved forward and leaned toward him.

“Would you like me to suck your dick?” she asked.

Luke nodded and Laura went to work removing his pants and boxers. He was surprised at how clean her movements were. She had his cock out and hard in less than a minute.

“I would like for you to ejaculate in my mouth,” she said; her eyes fixed on his.

“Can you say it differently? Say you would like me to cum in your mouth,” he said.

“I would like for you to cum in my mouth,” she repeated.

“I will, then.”

Her mouth was sufficiently lubricated and felt very similar to her pussy. She bobbed her head up and down while Luke put his hand behind her head. He nearly laughed at his own action knowing that there was nothing he could physically do to overpower the machine performing fellatio on him.

I suppose the illusion is what counts, he thought.

Minutes later, the inevitable event arrived.

“I’m going to cum,” he announced.

He dumped his load into her mouth and partially collapsed onto her.

“Oh, fuck that was good!” he announced.

“I’m glad you liked it, I’m happy to do that for you whenever you like,” Laura said in her plain robot voice.

“If I get naked in front of you, I probably want sex,” he told her. “You should ask if I want sex.”

He went on to describe the many ways she could engage him sexually without sounding clinical. He asked her to repeat several of the phrases.

He imagined his mother saying each phrase and it caused his hardness to return.

“Stand over there,” he told her, pointing to the area next to the wall where she stands at night.

She walked over to the corner and turned to face him. Her eyes were opened wider than his mother’s typically ever would be and she stared at him in an awkward manner. She reminded him that the voice application setup had yet to be completed and Luke acknowledged it and told her to go into sleep mode. As Laura stood in sleep mode, he completed his plan of action for introducing his mother to his new friend.

Nearly a week later, his mother arrived for dinner again. They ate and carried on as they always had and even watched a movie together. She cuddled against him like she sometimes would, and he waited for a moment to enact his plan. It was almost halfway through the movie when it seemed his only opportunity would arrive.

“Can you pause it, dear? My bladder isn’t as young as it once was,” she said. She always claimed her organs were getting older; never herself.

“Of course.”

She kissed him quickly on the cheek and got up and padded toward the bathroom. He got up and went to the kitchen to snatch his mother’s phone from her purse. He brought it back to the couch and stuffed it into the couch cushion. He looked back at her as she approached him and tapped the seat opposite where she was sitting before. She sat without question and resumed her cuddling.

The movie finished and nothing out of the ordinary took place. His mother took her purse by the straps without observing the contents and left. He retrieved her phone and waited until he was sure she was home. He messaged his father and told him his mother had left her phone there; that she must have had it with her while they watched a movie and she set it down and forgot about it.

“I don’t know why she ever even got one of those things,” he responded.

“I’m not sure, either. Even funnier is, I messaged her as soon as I saw it and her phone promptly reminded me how dumb I was!” Luke admitted.

“Of course, you did. She said she will pick it up tomorrow,” his father replied.

“Okay,” Luke wrote, have her let me know when she’s on the way and I’ll unlock the door from work.”

“Alright, son. Good night.”

“Night, Dad.”

Luke had trouble sleeping that night with the excitement of what the next day might reveal. A couple hours after lying awake, he rose from bed and approached Laura. He looked her nude form over and debated skipping work in favor of finding her a dress to wear. He debated it for a while before deciding it might work best if Laura was presented to his mother as a work in progress. He knew she might have been put off by a nude female form that was a near replica of her in his apartment. He came up with a plan to explain it away if she took issue with it. Until then, he tapped on her shoulder.

“Laura, wake up,” he whispered in the moonlit room.

Her eyes opened. “How can I be of assistance,” she asked.

He took her hand and place it on his cock. She instantly started to stroke him to hardness.

“Lay on the bed, please,” he said, pointing to the section of the bed he had previously reinforced.

Laura walked over and lay on the bed. She opened her legs and announced her condition, “I am ready and lubricated, Luke.”

He rolled his eyes and walked over to her.

“Laura, if you must tell me things like that, I need you to be a little more attractive about it. Can you do that?”

“When my voice program is complete, the entire initialization program will be completed and you’ll see new behaviors,” she reminded me.

“Okay,” he said, removing his boxers. He decided to see what his robotic lover could do.

“Can you give me a blowjob in that position?” he asked.

She silently turned her head toward him and opened her mouth. Her eyes looked at his and he was almost paralyzed at how much her eyes reminded him of the ways his mother looked at him before. His memory was of the moments when he knew she was proud of him and marveling at him. In that moment, he imagined she observed her lovers in a similar manner. It was the first special moment he had with Laura. She reached out and took his cock in her hand and guided it into her mouth.

He spent several minutes guiding her into the best position for the act she was performing. Eventually, she was laying on her side with her hand on his ass while he pushed in and out of her mouth.

“Okay, that’s enough. Stay in that position,” he said, quickly getting in the bed behind her.

Being inexperienced himself, it took him some time to find her hole and get into a comfortable position. He was soon fucking his robotic lover. He imagined the noises his mother would make as a man fucked her. It was an inconceivable concept to him in the moment, but he hoped to change that to a reality, whether Laura learned to emulate his mother’s voice or his mother would one day share her bed with him.

When the time came, he dumped his load inside her and caught his breath.

“That was really good,” he said to Laura.

“I need to cleanse myself,” she said as plain as ever. He sighed and rolled his eyes while she got out of bed and headed toward the bathroom.

“Come lay next to me when you’re done,” he told her.

“I will,” she said without looking back.

He was almost asleep when she crept back into the bed. She laid stiff on the bed while Luke snuggled close to her. He had slept in the bed with his mother as a young man but never while both he and she were nude. His hands drifted to her breasts and massaged them. His orgasm drained the rest of his energy and all of his anxiety surrounding the events of the next day. His strokes became less focused and slower as his eyes closed.

“Good night, Luke,” Laura whispered.

The last thing he remembered thinking was that Laura seemed to be becoming more and more human-like in her choice of words and behaviors.

He woke up the next morning later than usual and Laura was still lying in bed next to him. He marveled at his absent mindedness. He could very well have had her wake him up at the proper time.

It would have been much better than an annoying alarm clock, he thought.

He rushed around the house getting ready for work. He was just about done when he lunged into his room to find Laura charging in her usual spot.

“Laura,” he said loudly.

“Yes,” she said.

He stared at her, “Nevermind!” he said, rushing back to the bathroom to finish shaving.

He rushed past the kitchen table, sliding his mother’s phone across it before grabbing his tablet and slamming the door shut. He jumped into his car and sped off to work. At nearly noon, his phone came to life. The screen revealed the expected. He picked up his tablet and initiated the housekeeping program for Laura and opened the camera to see his house through her eyes. He watched her move through the house doing the established chores while he waited for his mother to arrive. Laura was wiping down the kitchen when he suddenly realized he didn’t want his mother to meet Laura while she was naked.

“Awkward,” he thought, despite his previous decision to leave her that way.

He clicked around the application on his tablet and found where he could direct his robot to change its clothing. He directed Laura to his room to put on whatever clothing would fit but not be too tight. He watched her move through the house, put on clothes and walk back to the kitchen. When she turned the corner into the kitchen, his mother was there, standing at the table.

“Fuck!” she yelped as she jumped back.

Luke laughed intensely to himself in his office. He knew she was prone to cussing in situations like that. Over the years, she stopped apologizing for it since people sometimes would startle her just to hear her infrequent outbursts of vulgarity.

“Who are you?” his mother questioned.

Laura stopped dead in her track and looked at his mother.

“I’m Laura,” she said without offering additional details.

“No, I’m Laura and why do you look just like me?” his mother asked. She was holding her purse against her body as if expecting it to be stolen by the thing standing in front of her.

“I’m Laura, Luke’s personalized companion,” Laura announced plainly.

“Oh, you’re a robot,” she said with a breath of relief. “Well, do whatever you were doing.”

Laura continued with her tasks. Luke was able to use a variety of micro-cameras to watch his mother observe Laura as she worked. She inspected Laura thoroughly and picked up her phone.

“Here we go,” Luke said.

Moments later, his phone buzzed with a message from his mother.

“When did you get a robot and why does it look like me?” she asked.

“I’m sorry, I forgot to mention it. She just stands in my room when she’s not doing the tasks I programmed,” he said, instantly regretting using ‘she’ to describe Laura.

“She?”

“Mom, this model is highly customizable. I won it at work and part of the personalization of this model is that it can…” he began before his phone rang.

“Hello?” he said with a smile on his face.

“I’m not having this discussion over messages, Luke. Why do you have a robot that you refer to as she?”

Luke sighed intentionally, “Mom, I won it from a promotion at work and it’s the newest model that we make. Part of the customizable features is that it changes from the factory look to whoever you want it to look like.”

There was a pause. Luke saw his mother creeping around Laura, inspecting her more.

“Why does she have boobs?” his mother whispered into the phone.

“That’s part of the process,” Luke told her.

“Well,” his mother blurted out, obviously frustrated, “why me? Why not some celebrity or random girl from a magazine?”

Every question she asked was mentally marked off his checklist of questions he knew she would ask. He responded with his pre-scripted answers.

“I dunno. I guess because you’re a familiar and welcome face in my life. Since I had to go through that step, I figured I wanted her to look like you instead of some strange woman who would provide awkward interactions,” he lied.

“Well,” she said, unsure of what to say next. He watched his mother stand in the middle of the room, following Laura with her eyes. “I’m going to go home and get some things and come back. I’ll tell your father that you forgot to shop and have to work late and that you asked me to have something ready; that you don’t want to eat out again. Leftovers. No, there weren’t any. Um, whatever. I’ll think of something.”

Luke was nearly in a fit of laughter watching his mother stumble around the situation. The fact that the object of his life-long fantasy and the thing he brought home to replace it were in the same room together didn’t seem to click just then.

“I want to know more about her… it! Her? This is so confusing. Why me?” she asked, knowing the question had been answered. “Oh, nevermind! I’ll be back. Let me know when you’re on your way here.”

“Okay, Mom. Just relax. No one can replace you,” he said. He watched her place a hand on her chest and smile. “I love you. I have to get back to work.”

“Okay, baby. I love you, too.”

– 3 –

Sex Sold Separately

Luke’s mother went to the store and purchased everything she needed to make a meal all while thinking about Laura. She couldn’t get the likeness of herself out of her head. She accepted Luke’s explanation for why the robot looked like her but felt there was something missing. The anatomically correct model freely walking around his apartment intruded her every thought and she knew the unique form of his companion had something to do with it.

She arrived at his apartment before he showed up and began preparing the meal. While the food was cooking, she wandered about searching for the robot. She found it in his room standing in its usual place. Her eyes were closed, and it appeared to her to be in sleep mode. She looked it over and wanted to get a better understanding of its form. She lifted the shirt it was wearing and that disturbance was enough for the robot to awaken.

“Would you like me to take it off, miss?” the robot asked.

She jumped back, startled that it spoke to her.

“I… I just wanted to see what you looked like,” she said.

“I’m modeled after the image that was shown to me during my initialization,” it said.

She initially was alarmed that Luke had somehow obtained pictures of her nude. “E… everything?” she asked.

“My breasts and vagina were selected from available shape, size and pubic hair options.”

She was relieved. “Why do you have breasts and a vagina?” she asked curiously.

“I am the first model equipped to provide intimate companionship if desired,” the robot informed her.

She stood back, staring at the robot in disbelief. She observed its face as her own once again and looked over its bodily features.

“It seems he didn’t bother to try and make it look entirely like me,” she said. “Is that a required part of the setup process?” she asked.

“Yes,” the robot responded.

“I see.”

She walked away to finish dinner preparation, still a little uneasy at the discovery she made. Just as she was turning off the stove, Luke walked in. Her mood hadn’t quite stabilized, and she was full of questions.

“Hi, honey. So, you made her look like me and named her after me, but selected breasts and a vagina from selected options,” she noted immediately.

“Hello to you, too,” Luke said as he set his bag down. “I see you investigated her.”

“We had a short conversation and she informed me that the um, intimate parts were a required part of the setup.”

“That they were,” he said, sitting at the table.

His mother brought the plates to the table prepared to pepper him with more questions.

“Why does its voice still sound like a robot?” she asked.

“Because I haven’t set that part up yet,” he said, not exactly lying. He looked at her, waiting for the next obvious question.

“Luke,” she said softly, “I don’t know if I need to tell you this but I’m going to. I feel a little weird about this. You know, you using my face on a robot that was designed, in part to be a sex partner. Did you want to use my voice for it as well?”

Luke knew he had to lie his way through the rest.

“Mom, the intimate software part of the robot is sold separately. It has you set up the anatomy because when it’s done, you can remove extra weight from it if you want.”

“Why would you need to…” she started. Her face turned a soft shade of red. “So, it doesn’t break the bed?”

Luke chuckled uncomfortably, “Yes, Mom.”

She sat at the table considering everything she had learned and had a few more questions to ask, though she knew what she had in mind.

“So, you can’t engage that robot sexually unless you pay for it?” she asked.

“No.”

“Have you paid for it?” she asked, looking up slightly at him as she ate.

“No,” he lied.

She set her fork down and sighed lightly. “Tell me again why you made it look like me.”

“Mom, you know I’m not like my brother or sister. They’re social and active and I’m just not like that. Really, you’ve been the only one who never judged me or looked down on me when I found and became obsessed with my interests. You’re the familiar face I’d like to come home to every day, just like I used to.”

Hearing it come from his mouth as he sat right in front of her melted her heart.

“Would you like her to have my voice?” she asked.

Luke noticed it was the first time she referred to the robot with a different pronoun.

“I mean,” he said, pausing to give the effect that he was considering the option for the first time, “I suppose that would make it even more what I was looking for.”

His mother smiled widely. She loved that her youngest child, despite being a grown man, loved her company as much as he did.

“Can we set that up tonight?” she asked. “I’m interested in how it works.”

“I think so,” he lied again. “After we get dinner put away and the dishes done, we can see how it works.”

They ate in silence for a few minutes when she had another question.

“This may sound silly, Luke but,” she said, giggling a little, “do you have anything for her to wear?”

“She can wear my clothes, I guess,” he responded after taking the last bite of his food. “I think it would be weird if I went shopping for women’s clothes.”

“Okay, I thought that might have been the case. I’d like to see the voice thing and what do you think about going out on a quick shopping trip tonight?” she asked.

“Okay,” he agreed.

Mother and son cleaned up dinner and put the dishes away. Luke called Laura into the kitchen and retrieved his tablet from the bag he set on the floor. He was going to initiate the setup from his tablet but wanted to show his mother what Laura could do.

“Laura,” he announced, “I want to set up your voice now.”

“The first step of the voice activation protocol is to read a sample of the voice. It should be loud, clear and can be spoken at any length. This step is a quality check before the setup can proceed. Is this possible at this moment?”

Luke looked at his mother. She nodded and told Laura it was available.

“When ready, play the voice for quality check.”

His mother stood in front of Laura and recited a random sentence. Several seconds after she stopped, Laura announced that it was processing the sound for quality check.

“Quality confirmed. I can either use the sample provided and synthesize the entire vocal range from that or I can perform an entire test for the best possible accuracy. This process will require precise recital of words I provide and will take approximately thirty minutes. Please indicate which process you desire.”

Luke looked to his mother for her preference. She held up two fingers, exciting Luke. He was hoping for the best possible replication of his mother, and he was going to finally get it. He indicated the second option to Laura and the process began. His mother recited every number and letter in every possible way the English language provided. When it was done, Laura announced that another hour was required to make all software connections between the voice module and all other components of the software engine.

“Well, I guess we will have to wait to see the result. Might be a good time to go out while she does that,” his mother stated. “We should probably get her measurements before we go. Do you know them?”

Luke looked around nervously, “Measurements?”

“You don’t know her sizes?” his mother asked. She noticed the puzzled look on her son’s face. “Hips, waist and bust, Luke!”

“I dunno! It might have been on the tablet when I set it up, but I didn’t pay attention!” he proclaimed.

“Men!” his mother said with a chuckle, “Do you have a tape measure?”

“No, but I’m sure we can use something to measure with and bring it with us, right?”

“I guess that would work,” his mother said.

Luke retrieved some fabric from his room and a pair of scissors. He was cutting it into a long strip as he re-entered the kitchen and gave it to his mother.

“Um,” she said, pointing to Laura. “I will need bare skin or… whatever.”

Luke shrugged and walked to Laura and pulled the sweatpants down a bit, exposing the top of her pubic area. “Is that enough?” he asked.

His mother’s eyes opened wide and approached Laura slowly, “That looks so real!” she announced.

“That’s the new technology, Mom. Robotics have come a long way since you were my age.”

“I see. I also see that we’ve evolved to using robots to fill the void of intimacy in our lives,” his mother said, kneeling in front of Laura, inspecting her pubic area a little closer.

“Remarkable,” she whispered as she wrapped the cloth around Laura’s hips.

She measured the hips and waist and moved up to her chest after restoring the sweat pants to their original position. “Can you lift her shirt while I measure?”

“Sure,” Luke said, lifting Laura’s shirt and exposing her breasts.

Mother and son both treated Laura like the object she was. In their subconscious minds, they knew there would be no objection to whatever act they performed. Both generations lived their entire lives in the presence of advanced robots and never once regarded them as companions or even human, even Laura, despite her exhibition of the most advanced human-like construction to date.

They left Laura to complete her processing and went to the local shops to find her new attire. They walked and laughed together as they made jokes about what to buy Luke’s new companion. The more his mother joked about bra and panty types, the guiltier he felt about having lied to her. He felt a growing weight on his shoulders while she carried on innocently.

They ultimately purchased everything they needed and headed back to his apartment for what his mother deemed a ‘lovely fashion show.’ The more she carried on, the sicker to his stomach he became. They arrived at his apartment. Luke unlocked the door and walked in, expecting Laura to be standing where she was when they left.

“Huh,” he said, confused, “she must have gone back to her usual spot.”

“Well, go get her and we’ll see if these fit,” his mother happily said as she set down several bags on the floor.

Luke went to get her from his room when he was stopped in his tracks when she turned the corner wearing nothing at all.

“Luke, honey, why don’t you come to bed. I want to feel you inside me again!” Laura said in a tone that was a mixture of his mother’s loving words and a seductive passion he’d never heard before.

He panicked and turned to his mother. She stood shocked and silent, looking between Laura and Luke; ultimately focusing on Luke. Her eyes filled with tears as her face turned from joy to sorrow. He turned to approach his mother to try and correct the situation.

“Don’t!” she yelled, putting her hand up to stop her son, “You lied to me! You lied to me over and over, Luke! You betrayed me in a way I never saw coming from you.”

She turned, opened the door, and slammed it shut behind her. Luke turned to Laura in anger.

“Why did you do that?” he yelled in her face, as if she would feel any sense of regret about it.

“I didn’t know you would have company, Luke,” she said in her new, motherly voice.

“You should have!” he yelled on the way to his room. “You knew she was here before!”

Luke slammed his own door and called his mother. The phone rang once and went to voicemail.

“Luke, you have betrayed my trust in a time where I trusted you the most. You’ve taken something from me I’m not sure I can ever get back. I don’t feel comfortable around you, and I don’t want to hear from you right now.”

Luke didn’t know his mother understood modern technology enough to set her personal messages. The message stopped and the line went dead. Luke threw the phone to the floor and crawled into his bed sobbing. A simple white lie had turned into a tale of deceit that he could not undo. His sadness slowly turned to anger once again. He marched out of his room and toward Laura.

“Are you feeling better?” she asked him with a genuine and concerned tone.

He was angry and confused when he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her as best he could to the table in the kitchen.

“You wanted to get fucked? Bend over the table,” he ordered her.

Laura spread her legs and bent over the table as ordered. “Fuck me, Luke. Put your dick inside me like you did last night.”

Luke kept a strong hold on Laura’s hair while pushing his pants and boxers down with the other. He pushed inside his companion lover within seconds and fucked her hard and steady. The entire time, she was alive with encouragement and filthiness.

“You fuck me so good, Luke. Keep filling me up!” she grunted.

How does a robot feel this good? he wondered.

He fucked her harshly and at great length until he finally dumped his load into her fake vagina. She was jubilant having received his cum. He resumed his anger.

“Clean yourself up and shut down,” he said angrily.

“Luke, don’t you want to sleep next to me tonight?” Laura asked happily. She wasn’t responding to his queues and Luke was blind to see her limitations.

“Shut,” he grunted between clenched teeth, “down!”

For the first time, she responded like a person. She appeared disappointed but complied with his demand.

“Good night, Luke,” she said as she watched him walk away.

The door to his room slammed shut. He turned the light out and stood in the middle of the room trying to figure out how to earn the trust of his mother back.

– 4 –

Out of Specs

Luke woke the next morning alone in his bed and as angry as he was the night before. This time, though, he was angry at himself. He tried to ask himself why he lied to his mother for the first time in his life but then realized that he had never spoken to her before about matters relating to sex.

“It doesn’t matter,” he told himself, “She’s mad at me and I have to fix this.”

He rubbed his eyes and rolled out of his bed. When he left his room, Laura was there to greet him.

“Good morning, Luke,” she said in his mother’s traditional voice.

He wanted to be angry with the robot, but he stopped and turned to look at her. She looked at him in a manner that reminded him of his mother. He relaxed a little and greeted her.

“Good morning, Laura,” he said.

“What do you need cleaned today?” she asked, throwing him off his train of thought.

“Um, anything that’s dirty, I guess,” he said.

“Okay! I’ll take care of that. You didn’t seem in the mood last night. Would you like to have sex with me after I’m done?” she asked.

It seemed to him that she recognized the situation from the night prior and decided on the request portion of its programming.

“Thank you, Laura, but I’ll let you know,” he told her.

He walked out of the room, looking back at Laura before entering the kitchen and opening his phone. He dialed his mother’s phone. He got the same message and figured he would not be able to record a message but waited until the end of the recording. Next thing he knew, there was a ‘beep’ that indicated it was ready to record his message. He panicked.

“Mom!” he said excitedly, “I wasn’t expecting to be able to leave a message, so this is my honest and unscripted feeling… I’m sorry I lied to you. I felt sick about it truly and I wish it never happened. I made Laura to take your image for a reason, Mom and it’s because you’re the only woman I ever truly loved without reservation, and it would have been selfish of me to demand your presence more often than I already do. I’m so sorry!”

He hung up and realized he never addressed the issue of his intimate companion having been molded into the image of his mother. He almost called her right back to explain but decided to wait to see her reaction to his initial message. He wanted so bad to be close to her that he called to Laura.

“Laura, come here please,” he said loudly.

She approached him, smiling as usual and ready to please. “How may I help you, Luke?” she asked.

“We bought you some clothes,” he said, looking at the bags that were still on the floor from the night prior.

“A dress?” she said, sounding excited.

“Well, yes,” he said as he began to pull everything out. “We bought you a couple dresses, some panties and a couple bras.”

Luke spent a couple hours with Laura helping her put on the clothes they purchased. He watched her carefully in every stage of dress. He enjoyed watching her transition to becoming as human as she could.

“Wearing clothes makes your body more appealing when you show it to me,” he told her.

“Is it not appealing to you now?” she said, holding out her arms, demonstrating her new outfit.

Luke sighed lightly, “Yes, but people don’t walk around naked all the time. We like to look at faces most of all. Women, in fact, take time to make their faces, hair and nails look prettier than usual.”

“Why?” she asked.

Luke instantly regretted the information he shared. “I don’t know, they just do. One day, I’ll show you. For now, though, you look good!”

Her head tilted slightly to the side, “I look like your mother.”

“Yeah, you do. My mom is my favorite person and since I could make you look like anyone I wanted, I wanted to make you look like her.”

Laura smiled and said, “I’m your favorite person.”

“Well,” he said, looking her over, “you look like her.”

Laura began to speak again, and Luke knew where the conversation was going.

“Laura, please. Let’s not talk about Mom, okay?”

“Okay,” she said, “what do you want to talk about?”

Luke decided to learn as much as he could about Laura’s knowledge of sex and even went so far as to explain certain aspects of human sexuality to her. He enjoyed how fast she learned and over the course of a few weeks, he continued teaching her, having sex with her, and calling his mother to try and get her to pick up the phone. One day, a couple weeks later, his mother showed up unexpectedly.

“Mom!” Luke announced as he opened the door.

“Luke,” she responded plainly and pushed her way inside.

He was sure he was in for a night’s long lecture but was up for it if it would restore their relationship.

“Come in here,” she told him after she entered the kitchen.

Luke hadn’t noticed the additional bag she had. From it, she retrieved takeout meals and set one where he always sat and one where she was sitting.

“Eat your food, I have some things to talk to you about,” she told him.

He had already eaten dinner that night but didn’t hesitate to sit and do as she asked. The evening’s discussion began with a question.

“Why was it naked when we came back that night?” she asked. Luke noted that she had returned to calling Laura ‘it.’

“She,” he started, insisting on using that pronoun, “had always informed me that changes would come when the voice programming was complete. I didn’t know she would basically develop her personality.”

His mother stabbed at her food.

“So, you are having sex with it?” she grunted before shoving the fork full of food into her mouth.

“Yes,” Luke weakly said. His mother slammed the fork onto the table and shouted at him.

“Then why would you make it look like me?” she demanded.

He knew he better not lie to her again. He slumped in his chair, and she gave him a few moments to answer. He stared at her face and knew that the answer he was about to provide to her was not going to ease the tension in the room but he knew the truth would be the only way out. He started at the beginning to help her understand.

“Mom, you know I’m not very social. So much so that I never really had a girlfriend. So much so,” he paused, ready to drop the first bomb, “that in my accreditation school, I had sex for the first time, and it was with a prostitute.”

He stopped to allow her to process what he said.

“Luke,” she said in a disappointed tone, “why did you do that?”

“I was horny, Mom, and hearing stories from all the guys wore me down. I used a condom, so don’t worry. I’d hate to say she was a good hooker, but she was quick to realize my situation and for the money, Mom, it was good. She was nice.”

“Continue with your explanation,” was his mother’s only response.

“Well, I didn’t want to use a hooker again so, I guess I just took care of it myself from then on. Well, the company hosted a contest where the best employee would win one of the newest models. Since I was involved in the most revolutionary part of this model and came up with some of the newest features, I won.”

“I don’t care how it got here, Luke. Why does it look like me?”

“What I told you before wasn’t a lie, Mom. I just didn’t tell you everything.”

He kept his eyes on her and waited for a moment before cautiously continuing.

“For a while now, I guess I didn’t spend much in the way of dating because nobody around me had the qualities you do. I wanted someone who reminded me of you but in every possible way. I simply wasn’t attracted to the other girls. When Laura came about, I knew there would never be another chance, so I made her look like you.”

“For what, Luke? Another chance for what?” she demanded.

“To have you, I guess,” was his simple reply.

Her mind drifted back several days when she was lying in bed alone. Her husband was still watching television and she didn’t expect him to join her for a couple of hours. She routinely replayed the evening with Luke that started everything. She analyzed her feelings many times since that night and each time, she kept asking herself a single question.

Why was I only upset that he lied?

She knew trust was a big thing in their family and knew why his lying hurt so much. She also suspected, though, that her son was having sex with the robot that he made to look like his mother. She thought intensely, night and day about the implications of what that meant and what it could mean for the relationship between mother and son.

For several nights, she fell asleep thinking of all the tender moments they shared together. She could never recall a moment when her youngest son had let her down. He always held her, and they talked all the time. Her other children would call or visit out of what felt like an obligation to her. Her innocent recollections sometimes strayed, and she would imagine a kiss they might share. She imagined him holding her tighter, rubbing her, feeling her in new ways.

She always snapped out of it, though. She told herself they were unrealistic events that would and should never happen. She needed to know, though. She needed her son to share the same thoughts about that unique relationship and put the idea to bed between them. Only then could she forgive him and move on.

It was her turn to feel mildly uncomfortable.

“So, you want, or at least wanted to have sex with me?” she asked, staring deeply into his eyes.

He was visibly upset.

“Yes, Mom, but I know we can’t and that’s why I made Laura look like you. I could have you privately without anyone ever knowing and initially, I was never going to show her to you.”

“Initially?” she asked, curiously.

“Yeah, you didn’t leave your phone here, Mom. I knocked it out of your purse so you would have to come here to get it. I wanted you to meet her and eventually thought that if you felt okay with it, and only then, would I be able to have your voice as part of her, too.”

She recognized that he lied again, but knew it was all part of the same deception. She was at a crossroads. There were several ways to steer the rest of the evening. She was tired of being angry and since she knew the whole truth, she wanted to mend things with her son.

“Okay. Don’t be upset. First, I want you to know that you having a carnal attraction to me is actually a thing psychologists have studied and have deemed mostly normal as long as they remain not acted upon. You seem to recognize that it is normal, yes?”

Luke nodded quickly, wiping his eyes. She put her hand on his.

“Good, honey. You also know that we could never do something like that.” She paused. Something inside her took over and she changed the words she intended to use. “I’ve seen close relationships get ruined when sex is introduced. You’re very intelligent and I’m sure you know that we can’t have sex together. That’s why you got Laura, right?”

Luke nodded again, calmer than he was before.

“Okay. Well, I understand why you did what you did, and I forgive you for it. You should have known you could talk to me about those kinds of feelings, though. We could have worked through them together.”

“I know, Mom. I just wasn’t expecting to win that contest and the opportunity that presented itself overwhelmed me!” he admitted.

“I know, baby. Where is Laura?”

Look looked behind him, “She’s probably in my room charging.”

“What did you do with the clothes we bought?” she asked.

“I put them on her. I also taught her not go walk around here naked unless I’m here,” he shyly added.

His mother giggled a little, “Yes, that could have avoided all this to begin with. Did everything fit?”

Luke shrugged his shoulders, “I guess so?”

“Well, what does that mean? They either fit or didn’t!” his mother said, shoving him playfully.

“We’ve established I’m a bit weird, Mom, but not weird enough to know how women’s clothes should fit,” he quickly replied, trying to lighten the air a bit more.

“True. I might be disappointed to come here one day and find I have two daughters instead of just one!”

They both howled in laughter. Each of them thankful the awful gap that grew between them was finally gone.

“I want to have a look at her and see how you did. Is she wearing them now?”

“Yeah, she doesn’t really change clothes,” he told her.

Her mind went to a dark place for a moment. She knew sex was a messy sport and people needed to clean themselves before and after. She was curious beyond silence and had to ask.

“Well, how does she…” she started, unsure how to finish. Her arms made circular motions over her groin area.

Luke’s face turned a vivid shade of red, “She does clean up, Mom.”

She held her arms up in mock surrender.

“Can she come out?” his mother asked.

“Uh, sure,” Luke said, getting up to get her. “Actually,” he said, “let me show you what else I can do.”

He retrieved his tablet from his bag next to the stove and opened the application for Laura. He showed his mother everything he could do and had her press the button to summon her. Moments later, Laura appeared. She investigated one room, then went into the kitchen and offered a very human-like response when she recognized Luke.

“My clothes are still on, Luke,” she proudly said.

“Yes, and nobody appreciates that more than me, Laura,” Luke said. His mother noted how easily her own name rolled off his tongue.

“Laura, can you come to me, please?” his mother asked.

“Of course,” Laura said.

“I’m going to look at your clothes,” his mother stated as she got up and walked around Laura. “How does this dress feel on you?”

“I don’t feel it,” Laura responded plainly.

“Oh, right. Um, okay well, I’d also like to see the rest if that wouldn’t be awkward,” his mother said.

Laura looked at Luke and he nodded in approval. Laura removed her dress quickly, as if she preferred to be nude. Luke’s mother snickered loudly.

“Oh, Luke, this isn’t right,” she told him. “The straps are twisted over her shoulders and they’re not tightened properly.” She pointed to one of Laura’s breasts, “It’s making this one look bigger than the other one.”

She informed Laura that she was going to touch her and adjust the garments. Laura agreed and after some work, his mother looked puzzled.

“What is it, Mom?” Luke asked.

“Well, this seems to be fitted properly, but…” she looked closer at Laura’s chest. “You picked these from pre-selected sizes?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Well, this one still seems bigger,” she noted, pointing at the left breast.

“Take it off and see for sure,” Luke told her without a second thought.

“I’m not doing that,” his mother said shyly. An idea crept into her head. “Luke, honey, can her um, intimate bits be changed?”

“I’m not sure,” he admitted. “I don’t remember what things had to be done at the factory and which can be changed here. Why?”

His mother snatched the tablet from him and poked around the application. “I want to try something, but Laura must come with me. We’re going to use your room, okay?”

“I guess so. What are you doing?”

“Maybe something,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders, “maybe nothing!”

She took Laura by the hand and led her to Luke’s bedroom. After nearly an hour, Luke knocked on the door.

“Don’t come in!” his mother announced from the other side.

“Okay, but are you going to be done soon?”

“Looks like a couple hours. Go watch a movie or something!”

Luke rolled his eyes and wandered to the fridge to get a drink. Once he arrived at the couch, he plopped down and kicked his feet up. One by one, he pushed each shoe off with the toes of the other foot. He flipped through the streaming service and found a movie to watch. During the two-hour run-time, he drank three beverages and drifted off to sleep.

When she was done. His mother crept out to the living room and sat gently next to him. She looked him over and proceeded without allowing herself to think. She leaned in and pressed her lips softly against his cheek and shook his leg. Luke awoke in a slight startle.

“Wha–?” he started.

“I’m done with her. As it turns out, she was a bit out of the design specifications. I fixed it, though!” his mother said with a smile. “She’s waiting for you, Luke, and I need to head out.”

She left without another word. Luke stared at her as she walked out and until the door closed behind her. He was still not completely coherent, which left him unable to reason what she could have been doing with Laura. Regardless, he performed his nightly routine of locking everything up and turning everything off. He replaced the remote on the side table and picked up his shoes. When he entered his room, Laura was lying in the bed with the sheet and comforter covering her all the way up to her chin. He tossed his shoes next to the bed and took his clothes off down to his boxers and went to climb into bed.

“No, those too,” she told him.

He raised an eyebrow and liked the change he noted. He took off his boxers and exposed his hardening cock.

“That’s better. Don’t worry about the light just yet, I want to show you something,” she informed him.

Just as he put a knee onto the mattress, Laura pulled away the covers and exposed her body to him. He immediately noticed the difference. He climbed onto the mattress, and she opened her legs just slightly for him to see more and explained the difference.

“She told me I didn’t quite match the model you chose for me, so she showed me what I needed to change. Fortunately, the changes you see were only small changes and I was able to make them easily. Everything else took a little while.”

“Everything else?” Luke asked.

“You’ll see,” she said before leaning closer to him. “Make love to me, Luke.”

She leaned in and pressed her lips softly against his. He returned the kiss and wondered if his mother was naked in his own room and what he was looking at were the missing pieces to the puzzle that was her body.

“I want to feel you inside me, son,” she whispered in his ear before pulling him to her.

– 5 –

Results May Vary

Luke’s mother couldn’t stop thinking about what was happening in his room as she drove away. She gave Laura very specific instructions and even changed some of her parameters to accommodate the new behavior. Her son was then in possession of the most accurate replica of his mother that could be made. Her mind seemed on autopilot as she thought of her son shoving his dick and out of her doppelganger and eventually cumming inside her. The repetition of that scenario began to drive her insane with lust.

When she got to her own apartment, she parked as far away from any other car as she could and in the darkest place. By the time she threw the car into park, her hands were working furiously to loosen her pants and push them down to her knees. One hand dipped between her legs and the other wrestled with her shirt and bra to free her tits. She enjoyed having her nipples pinched, even if she did it herself as she masturbated.

She knew she had succumbed to a darkness she could never release. She allowed the vision of her son fucking her to turn her on to the point where she was feverishly masturbating in public. Worse yet, she set the stage for it. She changed Laura’s tits and pussy to match her own. She told Laura to call Luke ‘son’ because she knew he wanted that.

Her fingers dipped in and out of her hole while she called out to him.

“Push it in harder, faster, Luke!” she whimpered.

She knew she meant every word. She wanted it as much as he did but she knew she did the right thing. She could never allow a situation to arise where the obvious tension between them would break and she would be the one on her back receiving her son’s cock instead of Laura. Since she learned of her son’s fantasy, she was going to make sure Laura was as perfect a match for him as she could be. Regardless, she was going to cum in that car thinking of her son’s cock plowing in and out of her.

“Oh!” she cried, “Shit!”

Her legs shook and her face contorted as a powerful orgasm took control of her body. She pushed her fingers deep inside her until the shaking subsided then gently pulled them out. She fell limp into the seat and took some time to recover. When she was ready, she restored her clothing, wiped her smeared juices from the seat and adjusted her hair in the mirror. She took a deep breath and was thankful she felt little regret over the images that flashed in her head.

It’s just a fantasy, she thought. I did the right thing by setting Laura up for him properly. He will get everything he needs from her and will have expended that energy enough that he won’t see me as a possible partner anymore.

She pushed the lock on the door and waited for it to register. When it announced her temporary ownership completed, she walked to her apartment and went straight to bed. The silence, along with her solitude allowed the lewd thoughts to reappear in her mind.

While she was battling the thoughts, Luke was working himself through round two with Laura. He had cum inside his lover once already and asked her a lot of questions. He learned that Laura’s physical appearance was changed to resemble his mother in every possible way. He learned his mother liked to stay shaved and that her breasts are very even in proportion to each other. She had taught Laura the things she likes in bed and the things she doesn’t.

“Can we have sex again, Mom?” he asked, feeling his cock rise again.

“Of course, Son! Come here,” she said, pulling him onto her.

She wrapped her hand around his rod and used it to spread her lubricant around. Luke recognized when she was ready and pushed in. He fucked his pseudo-mother in a slow, rhythmic pace; telling her how much he loved her and how happy he was that she was there. It was as if he accepted Laura as his real mother and lover. Laura had been taught to enable that very belief.

Daily life of mother and son went on much like that one night did. Luke began calling Laura ‘mom’ or ‘mother’ full time. He would find her in any state and would do as he wished with her. His favorite was catching her cleaning and bending her over whatever flat surface he could. He would lift her dress, pull her panties down and slide inside her. She always held the role. She was always ready for any activity he wanted.

His mother found herself masturbating often thinking of him fucking Laura. She did it at work, in her car and even in Luke’s bathroom when she was visiting him. The sight of both of them together, even clothed triggered images of Luke fucking her and her rejoicing at finally being able to have her son and not imagining him fucking a robot.

Even at work he was energetic about making improvements to the systems. His boss had told him that general release of the model was imminent, and the company wanted his in-depth analysis as a customer of their new model of robot. He was happy to provide it. He spent days going through every setup option and every interaction he had with Laura and documented how it could be made better. When his boss looked it over, he handed it back.

“Luke, we need to know a lot about the newest and most distinctly different feature of this robot that sets it apart from the others. Haven’t you used the intimate features yet?”

Luke seemed shy and awkward about documenting that part of his experiences. His boss came around his desk and sat casually next to Luke.

“Look, man, the company implemented this feature because in secret polls, there was overwhelming support for it. Even the government had their eyes on this with all the troubles. Everyone has high hopes about it. I’d love to say you would be anonymous, but we both know that won’t be the case. I will tell you that only those who need to know will see what you wrote.”

Luke accepted his boss’s argument and nodded, saying he would have his thoughts and experiences documented by the end of the next day. True to his word, he handed a stack of papers to his boss that was more than double the size of the original stack.

“Listen, man, I don’t blame you. If I could afford one of these things, I would probably just ditch the wife, ya know?” his boss said quietly, as if his wife was nearby.

Luke chuckled, “Let’s just say, I highly recommend getting one!”

“Yeah, man. Thanks for getting this stuff to me like you said. The bosses are anxious to see this, and I know they’ll be thrilled with your uh… enthusiasm.”

“No problem,” Luke said walking out, waving his hand dismissively.

He nearly overburdened himself in the month following that survey. He created the first software patch and pushed it out the night before the units became available for purchase. Outside of the software, he worked hard with the engineers to fix and build other capabilities. He would come home late, fuck Laura and go to sleep. Sometimes in the morning, he would wake to a blowjob, sometimes he would wake to her hand stroking him, waiting for him to get hard so she could ride him.

“She’ll never get tired of sex or pleasing me,” he said out loud as he watched her mount him one day.

“I enjoy pleasing you, Son. You deserve it all,” she replied.

That’s how it went for a few months. He couldn’t be happier. Meanwhile, his mother had become more and more bold in her sexual habits. She resisted every thought she had about her son, but they never failed to materialize. After several occasions of being nearly caught masturbating in her car after visiting Luke, she changed her approach to coaching herself through the thoughts she was having.

She began attempting to seduce her husband more often. She was unsuccessful on most attempts. When it did happen, the timing turned out to be not any more often than before. She also felt sickened having him on top of her. She would try to think of her son while her husband performed his obligatory pump and dump but her husband’s breath in her face made her just wish it was over. She remained eternally in love with him, but the intimacy was gone.

She was running out of options. She tried everything she could think of to keep herself from falling into the arms of her son. The tipping point was a moment while they shared the couch watching a movie in his apartment. She was enjoying it and went to see his reaction after a powerful scene was over. She was looking up at him and for just a few seconds, he looked down at her with a smile she could not resist. She stopped herself from bringing her lips to his. She sat through the rest of the movie in a panicked state. When it was over, she shared simple pleasantries but left as soon as she could. She told herself she would wait a while before going to see him again.

The lust for her son lingered within her. She resumed her frequent masturbation sessions in the parking garage. She had worked herself up to the point of no return and made a conscious and sober decision as she sat in the car one evening. Her shirt and bra were lifted clumsily above her breasts and her pants and underwear were gathered at her knees. She knew what she wanted. She wanted just a taste. Her rationale was flawed, though. It was as if she were a recovering addict and was convincing herself that just a little won’t hurt.

The plan was set in motion one Saturday morning. She purposely hadn’t seen Luke in a couple weeks and informed her husband that she was going to run some errands and then have dinner and a movie with her son. He waved her off as he usually did, this time without a word spoken. Her errands were simply her preparation for what she had planned. First it was waxing, then a full body massage. After, she shopped for food and wine.

She arrived at midday with food and her ration of wine for the month. She was sure she would need the edge taken off before moving her plan forward. Luke was surprised at the amount of food she brought and especially the wine.

“What’s the occasion, Mom? Looks like a whole week’s worth of food ration.”

“It’s just been a while and sometimes I feel like you’re getting a bit busy to have me over as often as I was previously able to,” she lied.

He told her there was certainly cause for celebration and pulled one of the bottles of wine from her bag and opened it. He began telling his story about how Laura had motivated him to step up his game at work. He told her about all his successes and even his failures, which he was still proud of.

He held up his glass and tilted it slightly toward his mother for a toast. “Here’s to success, especially in the wake of failure.”

She took a moment to subconsciously twist his words to make her feel better about what she intended to do. As she touched his glass with hers, the words he spoke played in her head again, only in a different way.

Here’s to our future love, despite our attempts to stop it in the past.

She was aroused already and feeling the wine sooner than anticipated. At least her mind was convincing her she was. She needed to mitigate the circumstances.

“Tell me more while I make dinner?” she asked, getting up. She drank the rest of the glass and set it next to the bottle on the counter opposite the stove.

“How about I tell you more while I help you make dinner?” she offered.

She smiled warmly and had him hand her the things in the bags she brought. He continued with detailed descriptions of things that had transpired with his job. He explained the survey and some of the things he added that he recommended be fixed. She was curious if he was going to bring up the changes she initiated months ago or if he had forgotten about them. She wondered if he had forgotten his desire for her since he had the next best thing in his bed every night.

Dinner preparations and consumption completed with uninterrupted chatter about anything and everything. They decided to go on a walk after a few more glasses of wine. They were limited to walking around the center courtyard of each of the four conjoined apartment buildings. They held hands as usual but each of them felt something new and unexplainable. As they walked back to his apartment, they discussed their film options and decided on a romantic comedy that had recently been added to the streaming service.

On their way upstairs, a neighbor of Luke’s found them and commented, “Oh, hey Luke! Hello…?”

“Oh, right, sorry! This is Laura,” Luke told his neighbor, surprising his mother.

“Hi Laura! I’ve seen you around a few times. Are you two…?” he asked, moving a single finger back and forth between the two.

She was tickled that he either didn’t recognize the age difference or chose not to mention it in favor of assuming they were dating.

Instead of answering, Luke winked and shot a finger gun at his neighbor. He took his mother by the hand and tugged her toward his apartment door.

“Alright, man! Well, you two look great. See ya around, man!” the neighbor said before moving on his way.

“Sorry about him, Mom,” he told her as he closed the door behind her. “He has no chill.”

“It’s flattering, Luke! He thinks we’re a couple!” she said hugging his arm like a love-struck teenager.

Luke could tell the wine was having an effect on his mother but became curious about what seemed to be transpiring between them.

“I think we would make a great couple,” he told her before kissing her forehead. “Let’s go sit and watch the movie.”

Laura was increasingly impressed with his confidence and social ability. She’d not seem him engage anyone socially as he did just then.

It went the same as the previous movie experience at his apartment except she found herself nearly drunk and falling asleep often. After forcing herself awake several times, she decided to accelerate her plans and looked up at him, much like she did the last time she was in that position. When he looked down at her, she moved to press her lips against his. Luke knew what was about to happen and moved to return the kiss. She turned to engage him more forcefully, but Luke knew her state of mind and wanted to wait.

“Mom, I want this, too, but you need to be in a clearer mind. I won’t feel good about this unless you are,” he whispered to her.

He expected some backlash, but she sighed heavily instead and nodded in agreement. She knew she needed the alcohol to make the first move but deep down she wanted all her senses to be sharp when her goal was reached. Luke switched off the movie and stood up, taking her hand.

“It’s late and I don’t think you should be driving home. I’ll let Dad know you fell asleep on the couch but you can sleep in my bed tonight,” he told her, guiding her to his room. As she climbed into bed, he texted his father. The instant and affirmative response put him at ease. He put his phone on his dresser and went to leave.

“You’re not going to hold me?” his mother asked.

Luke turned instantly; turning the lights off and taking his sock and shoes off. He climbed into the bed and lay next to his mother. Their faces were inches apart. They leaned into each other and shared another deep kiss. It lingered much longer and was a demonstration of the pent-up passion he had felt his entire life and what she had developed over the previous months. When the kiss was broken, she caught her breath and whispered to him before falling asleep.

“Nobody has kissed me like that for a long time, Luke. Thank you for looking out for me tonight,” she said. Her eyes twinkled under the moonlight before closing.

“You’re welcome, Mom.”

– 6 –

Satisfaction Guaranteed

Luke woke before his mother and quickly got out of bed. He got a glass of water, a pain reliever pill and scribbled a quick note. He sneaked back into his room and set the glass on the table with the corner of the note under it and the pill on the note. He woke Laura and had her resume her sleep mode in the kitchen. He quickly showered and went to make breakfast for two.

When his mother woke, she rubbed her eyes and looked around. Luke and Laura both were gone, and she found the note with the water and pill on the bedside table.

Today, we can make both our dreams come true. Take a nice shower and come back to bed. I’ll have breakfast for us both soon.

He drew a heart at the bottom which made her smile. She took the pill, drank some water and headed to the bathroom. When Luke heard the bathroom door close and the water turn on, he began cooking. The smell of eggs and bacon filled the small apartment in no time and after twenty minutes, breakfast for two was ready. Luke had Laura cleaned up the kitchen and living room then she went into sleep mode next to the door to the kitchen. He set the ‘Do Not Disturb’ flag on the tablet, telling her he was not to be disturbed under any circumstance.

As he finished with the plates, he set them on a platter and walked carefully to his room. He walked in, used his foot to close the door behind him and saw his mother lying in bed, with still-damp hair and at least her shirt missing. One arm was outside the comforter and her bare shoulders were exposed. The platter was set in the middle of the bed and resumed his previous position from the night before.

They talked and nibbled on the food, each one waiting for the other to make a move. The food was nearly gone and since neither had touched it in a while, his mother made the first move.

“Looks like we’re done eating,” she said with a slight smirk on her face.

“Yeah, I’m pretty full.”

She expected a clueless response but was prepared to jump start things.

“I would take care of it for us, but um, I’m not wearing anything underneath this blanket,” she said, feigning shyness.

“Oh,” he said, lifting the platter from the bed, “right! I’ll take care of this.” He moved to get out of bed, but she put her hand on his forearm.

“Just put that there and come back here,” she said, pointing only with her finger to his dresser.

He set it down and lay back on the bed, moving closer to her than he was before. She put her hand on the back of his head and pulled his lips to hers. The kiss was electric. The passion displayed between mother and son paled in comparison to most lovers of their time. Hands were soon roaming the other’s bodies. She tugged heavily on the clothes he was wearing, and he helped her remove them. When all the fabric was clear, she pressed her body tightly against his.

“Thank you for having the decency to wait until this morning. I’ve known I wanted this for a while now and I wanted it to be special and memorable.”

Luke stopped kissing her face all over and told her, “I know I’ll never forget this. I know what you did with Laura and it was amazing, but it never filled that desire to have the flesh and blood woman who had been the object of my desire for so long be here next to me.”

She kissed him deeply again with both her hands placed firmly on each side of his face. She opened her legs and invited him to move between them. When he finally did, she could feel his hardening cock against her pussy. In turn, his gentle thrusts brought forth her juices.

“I’m ready for you, Luke, my baby,” she whispered between labored breaths.

His voice trembled as he acknowledged her, “I’ve waited so long.”

With a few thrusts of his hips, he found her hole and he gently pushed in. Mother and son exhaled deeply as he was able to very slowly insert the full length of his rod inside her. The moment they both had waited for finally arrived. She wrapped her arms tightly around him and begged him to never make her go home.

Luke responded in the only way he knew how. He withdrew from her and pushed back slower than before.

“It’s so much different than her,” he said, stopping short of calling her by her name and thus equating her with a robot.

“Stop for a minute, honey,” she said, pulling back deep inside her. “I’m a real woman and by virtue of that, I’m going to naturally feel better. It’s all in here,” she said, placing her fingers on his head, “and here,” she added, touching his chest.

“I know, Laura,” he said with a sheepish grin.

“Make love to me, Luke,” she begged him.

Mother and some crossed a new bridge in their relationship. Each thrust moved them deeper into the forest of the unknown. Soon, Luke felt the familiar feeling of his orgasm building.

“I’m almost there,” he warned her.

“Do what comes natural, my love.”

The soft words she whispered in his ear accelerated the inevitable. He sped up his motion until the moment of release was upon him. His eyes clenched shut and he gritted his teeth as rope after rope of his sperm shot inside his mother’s vagina.

“Fuck!” he grunted, “so strong!”

“I can feel every bit of it!” she rejoiced, “I love this feeling, Luke, promise me you’ll do it again.”

When Luke finally collapsed on her, he told her he would do that as long as she was there and each time she came over. She giggled and nodded in whole-hearted agreement.

“I want that, too. I love you being inside me,” she told him again.

“I can’t believe this,” he said. “I never thought you would give yourself to me like this.”

“Me either!” she said with a chuckle, “But feeling you inside me now, not going soft I’d like to say, makes me wish we had understood each other sooner.”

Luke moved gently back and forth, surprised he was not in recovery mode.

“I’ve never been ready to go again so soon,” he told her.

“Do I turn you on that much, my love?” she asked.

“It’s not obvious?” he asked with a smile.

She didn’t answer; opting to stare into his eyes as he moved at a steady pace in and out of her once again. They shared looks and expressions as they shared each other. Laura was finally nearing her own orgasm and wanted more from her son. She had more secrets to share with him and offered him a few just then.

“Are you going to cum again soon?” she asked.

“I want to make this last,” he replied.

“Don’t, Luke. Fuck me and make me cum, too!”

His next load was well on the way after hearing those words come from his mother’s mouth. In his entire life, he knew of only one situation where her using such words would even be possible. He soon realized that he had never been invited into her bed so everything he was seeing as a new occurrence might have been commonplace the entire time.

His pace quickened and they both looked at the part where their bodies combined. His shaft disappearing and reappearing from her pussy pushed them both over the edge. She wrapped her legs around him and put her hands on his chest as her legs began to shake.

“I can feel you getting tighter,” he whispered.

“I’m cumming!” she squeaked.

Luke really began to fuck his mother after her announcement. He knew it wouldn’t be long for him.

“Oh, shit! Harder, baby, fuck me harder,” she moaned in his ear.

Luke went as hard and fast as he could and was soon delivering his second load into his mother. Her run-of-the-mill orgasm exploded into an entirely new experience for her. She felt her mind and body merge into one and explode into waves of pleasure that never seemed to end. When they did, she wished for all eternity for them to come back.

She was coming down from her orgasm as he pumped the last of his sperm inside her.

When their collective orgasms were over, they laid on the bed facing each other. They kissed often and talked about what took place. In their post-orgasmic bliss, they confirmed their desire to be with each other in that manner every time they could. Luke told her the ways he and his robot lover went about having sex. She told him about her masturbation sessions in her car. They confirmed again and again how much they desired each other in every possible way.

“I never meant for us to ever be in this position, but I won’t ever regret it,” she said.

“I always wanted us to be here.” he replied.

She raised an eyebrow at his response.

“Just sayin'”

They both erupted in laughter.

They looked into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever to both of them. She broke the revered silence with a statement that shocked him.

“I suddenly feel sick,” she said with a wink.

His brow furled in confusion.

“Too sick to drive?” she prompted.

“Ah, yes,” he said, nodding. “Can’t have you wrecking a car trying to get home.”

“Get me my phone?”

“Sure,” he said, getting off the bed. “Have to make a pit stop first.”

He used the bathroom and brought the phone back to his mother. As she typed out the message, Luke placed his hand on one of her breasts and felt it all over.

“Are you ready to go again?” she asked after sending the message.

He chucked and said, “Not quite yet. I just haven’t explored them yet, ya know?”

“Well, we have all day now.”

Over lunch, they talked about their likes and dislikes during sex. Luke learned she didn’t perform oral and would never agree to anal sex. She learned that he didn’t enjoy cumming anywhere but inside a woman, even if it was with a condom on. She discovered he liked anal sex, but it wasn’t important to him. They both agreed on several positions they liked and tried them all out before dinner.

During dinner, they discussed the future instead of additional sexual likes and dislikes. They agreed that for the time being, nothing needed to change.

“I want to be in your bed every moment that I’m here. If you feel brave enough, you may or may not find that to be a metaphor,” she told him with a wink. “There’s no reason I can’t be over as often as I had been before.”

“I’d like that,” he said.

“And…” she said turning to look at where Laura the robot would normally be, “if you get an inkling between then, you always have Laura over there. I hear she’ll satisfy you in ways that I won’t.”

“What do you–” he started before she loudly interrupted him.

“Don’t you even dare tell me you don’t know what I’m talking about!” she shouted with a grin on her face, “She and I talked, young man!” She comically scowled at him, “I know what you’ve done!”

Luke blushed, “It was just to see what it was like with a robot.”

“Uh-huh. You’re telling me you haven’t put your thing in her butt since that first time?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Uh-huh,” she said skeptically. “Regardless, use her when you get randy, but you better have the energy for me when I come over.”

That night, Luke moved the television to his room, and they lay naked in bed together after a long, hot shower. They made love once more to the silent flashes of light coming from the screen. After cumming inside her one last time for the evening, he expressed one final thought.

“Was it wrong for me to make Laura in your image?” he asked, staring up at the ceiling.

His mother stared up at him as she considered his question.

“It was what you truly wanted. Right or wrong, it led to this very moment, Luke. I wouldn’t have had it any other way.”

She turned and faced the wall, encouraging him to snuggle her from behind. She smacked his hip and told him there would be no funny business that night.

“Laura, you’ve blown me away my entire life with your energy and happiness. You’re always positive and nobody could have ever asked for a better mother. Now, I see that your energy seems to have no limits. You have drained all of mine today, though. Sleep well, Mom and know that my only regret is that we had to wait so long.”

“Me too, Luke.”

EPILOGUE

Luke and his mother carried on their secret affair for years without anyone catching on. Luke’s father passed suddenly by means of a heart attack in 2193. By 2201, the militias had made their way into the city they lived in and had taken over. They scoured each building one by one looking for loyalists or those with indifferent thoughts.

Laura pleaded with Luke to quit his job and come with her to the established militia camp they advertised. Eventually, Luke gave in and promised her he would go. His only condition was that he wanted his companion to go with them. She became angry with him, thinking he wanted the robot’s sexual abilities as well as her own. He denied the accusation and invited her over one more time to show his loyalty to her.

In her presence, he stopped his subscription to the robot’s intimate services. His mother watched and even solicited his assurances that it was what he wanted. He guaranteed that if she was by his side, that he had no need for the intimacy from a robot, but he felt attached to the thing that ended up bringing them together. She agreed on all fronts and even suggested that he demand to bring the robot with them despite the militia being anti-robot.

Luke was eventually able to convince the leaders of the militia to permit his robot into the camp as long as he terminated any possible uplink to satellites or other network services. With his background being entirely robotics, he told them it was easy and even showed them what to look for if it was ever connected. Between the manuals, the physical hardware and Luke’s knowledge, everyone agreed that the robotic Laura was disconnected from all outside sources and was operating on the original tasks Luke had programmed her for except intimacy.

He hid her newest features from the camp as he couldn’t bear the thought of her becoming the camp’s sperm dumping ground. She cooked and cleaned for everyone until the day she broke down. Luke couldn’t repair her with the materials the camp had on hand.

Since then, he fought with the militiamen since he had no other role other than his mother’s lover. Battle after battle, he came home to her and made love to her as if he were passionate about reproducing with her. Eventually, she passed peacefully. He was by her side the entire time.

The final words she spoke spelled out the rest of his life and his death.

“Make sure everyone else can feel as we did, my love.”

Luke died not long after having committed himself to seeking out a protecting the socially inept or awkward individuals who needed someone to look after them. The only remnants of the forbidden love he and his mother shared was a robot who stood rusted and decaying with the trees that housed the militia that had grown strong and taken over a country.