Sunday, 17 December 2023

Story: Kiss-O-Matic

Let us take a look at the modern day Frankenstein shall we? A man who brought to life that which originally was not alive. Artificial intelligence! Brought to life by his skills as a programmer. Yet unlike Victor, this man was more fortunate. He cared for his creation... Perhaps a little too deeply. He grew to love her, as he might love any more, shall we say, normal human girl.

Yet what is normal? Is that not based on cultural assumptions?

...

Okay, that kind of thinking isn't really gonna fly here. Saati Numbah is nice and all, but she is still a bit on the weird side. I mean. What sort of girl thinks that if they just make food look exactly like the textbook that it'll be fit for human consumption? What kind of girl can enter computers? Talk to them, communicate with them without actually doing anything with their interface? 

Only Saati. And her siblings. And any other beings like her that might come into existence in the future. Not that Hitoshi had any intention at all of bringing any further AI to life, he had enough of a handful with three of them! Perhaps, in the future, in a research facility, with the proper backing and people to, ah, make sure that they weren't used improperly. Could be cared for, could be introduced to the world in a way that didn't overwhelm either them or the world itself.

A research facility like the one that his new religion had bestowed upon him.

It was currently his downtime. He hadn't started work yet. He had another hour before he was set to sit at his desk and type, type, type away. How was he making use of that time? How else. By making sweet love to Saati. Aw. Bless. How cute, how innocent, how... yech. A bit too sweet and sacchrine, yes?

Well, in that case! Saati's older sister Toni was currently making out with him. Sitting on a chair to the side and tonguefucking his mouth with gusto. Saati, meanwhile, was riding his shaft while using her tongue to explore his right ear canal... And behind him was another girl, who looked a lot like Toni (and was, in fact, the basis for her design), the rich bitch herself, Kimika.

"Mmm, to think you made these AI all by yourself," Kimika teased. "If I'd known you were this brilliant, I'd have become your lover sooner." Then into his left ear canal her tongue went, while her enormous lips suckled at his ear.

"Hrm~" Saati pulled her tongue out, while her hips bucked. "But then the three of us wouldn't be able to sha~are him with lots of ki~iss~es"

"Kissy kissy kissy~" all three of them chirped, while he lay there in the middle of them all, letting his body be used as a kissing magnet. A few kiss-o-matics patrolled through the room, jumping on the girls to occasionally plant kisses on their bodies, tweaking them yet further. At this point there was precious little you could tweak about them to make them hotter. Not without risking a dip into the uncanny valley.

Ah, but there were three AIs brought to life by him weren't there? Sort of. He didn't actually do this one himself, it was a team effort of Saati and Toni who wanted a little sibling. Forty Numbah, which might seem like a really on the nose name, until you realise that the alternative would be Faati Numbah or Farty Numbah. So, in that light, we can't really make fun of him/her without - 

Hrm? Him/her? Oh, if you're not aware already Forty is sometimes a boy and sometimes a girl. Toni and Saati couldn't decide on what they wanted, and so...? They got a mix of both of them. So, let's just use 'they/them' until we're talking about a specific form, okay? Anyone gonna bitch about pronouns? Didn't think so.

They were initially very worried about the kiss-o-matic, for obvious reasons. It was a machine that was clearly doing something, and they didn't much care for it. They managed to get a message out to Hitoshi's sister - who was also pretty brilliant herself - but then... they got caught by the machines too. Swarmed, smooched, pinned down...

And split into two separate beings. Fortym and Fortyf.

"Hey, Hitoshi! Quite messing around with the girls and get to work already," Fortym said, standing in the doorway, a girl on each arm. Each with huge, enormous kissy lips. "Weren't you gonna be moving onto the next big thing today?"

"Yeah! Whoo!" Fortyf appeared next to him, a pair of buff, muscular bodyguard types who were wearing glasses and standing so close inside her personal space it was a wonder she wasn't digesting them. "Party time! Go on, make some AI based on the kissomatic and. Let. Them. Loose! Whooo!"

"Urgh, this isn't a party, this is human salvation we're talking about, you ditzy naughty twin sister..." Fortym grumbled. "Take your responsibilities seriously, okay?"

Toni pulled away and stuck her tongue out at them. Fortyf joined her in doing so. Hitoshi let out a happy sigh.

"Alright, alright, it's time to get to work," he said, and the three girls all groaned. "I know, I know. I'm horny too, but it would be selfish of us to keep this wonderful gift to ourselves."

It was true. They had so, so much work to do and such a small amount of time to do it in before other people, who did not understand the beauty of Kiss Kiss Kiss took action to stop them. Like the world of magic, who had all sorts of bizarre powers at their disposal - or this secret organisation of immortals that had cropped up out of nowhere.

In all honesty finding out about those was kind of a shock, even his miracle of making AI into real girls couldn't hope to compare to some of the things he'd heard about those groups!

And so, he resumed his work. Building a brand new AI, based on the Kiss-o-matic... but in human form. Big, kissable lips, large kissable breasts, a round kissable ass. Fast. Strong. Good eyesight - but he was careful to model their appearance after various different girls so they could move undercover.

Soon he would bring them to life. Then, they would be sent to their target: Mahora Academy. Once there, they would subvert the students one at a time. He could hardly wait to see the results: Soon, the Mahora Invasion would begin!


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