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**Note: You needed an example.. Here's one.. I'm going to add a little more to the 'testing phase' though...

(Prototypes chapter 1)

***Testing Phase*** Posted by StSE, G1 universe

“So what’s our infamous brother given you this time?” Daniel asked as he eyeballed the two large packages that the fedEx truck had just dropped off. He always found it entertaining to see what new item their brother sent to his sister. Even more so since if whatever it was could be used by gays as well as straight women, Tim always seemed to send a ‘spare prototype’ to her. Knowing full well that it’d end up in his hands!

Sharon grinned and shrugged. “The email said something about robotic droids, and he wanted me to tweek any programming errors I come across,” she explained.

“Fascinating divorce ‘gift’, huh?” he snickered as he pictured some type of gorgeous humanoid/mannequin type physique on this android toy. But it made sense to send the prototypes to Sharon, after all, she did teach robotic and software programming applications at MIT.

“Well, you want to open the first one?” she purred with a knowing smile on her face. Daniel loved these ‘adult item testing’ ideas that Tim was forever coming up with. It did help that his life partner, Sam, enjoyed variety as well.

Whipping out his pocket knife, Daniel carefully cut the shipping tape from the top of the 4 foot by 4 foot box and opened it. Nestled safety in the Styrofoam peanuts was what appeared to be some type of Blue painted droid. It was curled up, with its arms wrapped tightly around its knees and its head tucked between them. Scooping out the peanuts, Daniel and Sharon uncovered the deactivated droid.

“Well damn, I figured he’d make it look like some kind of human or something,” Daniel muttered. For the droid looked like one of those aliens that were forever on the news with their stupid fighting!

Sharon pulled out the owners manual and flipped through it with a thoughtful look on her face. “It IS patterned after one of those alien robots. That’s strange,” she mumbled. Reading the startup directions, she set the manual down. Going into her house, she went to her desk and fumbled with the contents of one of the drawers for a few seconds. Then coming back, she had a small flat head screwdriver in her hand. With it, she opened up a small access panel on the back of the droid’s black helm.

Daniel leaned forward in interest as his sister accessed what appeared to be a Blackberry-type computer console in the accessed panel. He watched as she punched in a few codes and then shut the panel.

“Thundercracker activate, owner code 52430-Z-5690-TDI,” Sharon said while she read the code out of the manual.

The droid uncurled himself, stood up and stepping out of the shipping crate. He turned towards Sharon, his optics brightening to a deep red shade as his retracted wings spread. “Model 52430-Z-5690-TDI activated, registered owner – Sharon Trakersly,” he replied. His voice was fairly deep and obviously male.

Daniel walked around the standing droid, admiring the craftsmanship. This droid was identical to what he’d seen in those new reports, even down to the color of the optics and tone of the voice. Reaching out, he ran his hand along its fiberglass armored intakes. And then touched its faceplate.. There was a definite difference in feel between the flat and angled surfaces – and the more ‘human’ curved surfaces. “Fascinating, wonder if the real aliens are like this?” he mused. The surface of the droid’s face felt warm, almost ‘alive’.

“Yes,” the droid replied. He still stood stock still, but his optics were tracking the male’s actions. Obviously his master, Sharon, wanted him to allow the other human to explore his surfaces.

Sharon cocked her head and looked at him in curiosity. “You are programmed for interaction?” she asked him.

The blue droid turned his optics from the man and locked them on his master. “I am a clone. I think,” he answered.

“Fascinating,” Sharon said, the tone of her voice indicating pleasure. “So you aren’t just a droid? You think, you learn?” she asked.

He nodded, “I’m a clone of Thundercracker. His thought patterns – are mine.”

Daniel stepped back, his eyes meeting the clone’s as those red optics turned to track his movements. They were of equal height. The clone very impressive even though he was only six foot.. “Really? So do you develop your own personality as you learn?” he asked the clone.

The slight whir of servos could be heard as the clone shifted his wings, locking them into position once he got them fully extended. It felt good to be out of that damned shipping crate! “Yes,” he replied.

Sharon walked around him, her hands light upon his air frame as she judged the workmanship that went into building him. As her fingers traced his sensitive wings, the clone gave a reactionary shiver as his sensory networks reacted. She noticed his slight movement, her eyebrow arching up in interest. “Why’d you just do that?” she asked him.

“A Seekers wings are filled with our primary sensory grids. They are very sensitive to physical stimulation,” he explained in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Hmmm, sounds like Sam’s ears,” Daniel snickered under his breath. His eyes gleamed in amusement as his sister just shook her head to his joke.

“Daniel, you are a mess! A true mess!” Sharon laughed. “But perhaps we’ll explore more of this clone a bit later,” she said as she came round the blue clone and met his optics. “So what’s your name?” she asked.

The clone thought about it. But he had no name, no true identity other than the mech he’d been cloned from. His master was to give him his permanent designation. “You are to give me my designation,” he said as he studied the woman. His memory files locked her image and voice patterns in his active memory. Cross-referencing with standard identification files identified her as a human female, around forty in Earth years, and would be considered mid-range on the human attractiveness scale.

“So you get a toy that actually gets a name? That’s different,” Daniel chuckled as his eyes roved over the clone’s chassis.

“Guess I’ll call you ‘TC’, if that sounds good,” Sharon said as she cut her brown eyes at her brother.

So his designation was now TC? The clone locked that into his meta. His optics scanning the man named ‘Daniel’. He considered the man slightly annoying, but apparently Sharon was linked to him in some way, so he had to deal with him.

“Well, why don’t you pick up that other crate and bring it inside?” Sharon asked TC.

Taking it as an order, the clone turned and wrapped his arms around the crate. Without much apparent effort, he hefted the two hundred pounds easily and followed his master inside the large house. As he entered, his optics scanned the interior. His meta logging in all of the details, cross-referencing them with the object identifiers that were in his memory banks. After going through several rooms, Sharon motioned for him to set down the crate and follow her and Daniel to the kitchen.

Motioning him to stand near the counter, she moved around the kitchen as she made Daniel and her some coffee. The strange aroma of the beverage filled TC’s olfactory sensors. He intaked air just a little more as he sought to get enough of the aromatic compounds to cross his sensors in order to identify and lock into his memory files.

“Like coffee?” Sharon asked him as she noticed the quick rush of air into his systems.

TC looked at her with a confused expression on his face. “Like?” he asked, for his files told him what the product ‘coffee’ was, but he didn’t understand what the reference of him liking the substance was about.

Realizing that she’d probably confused the clone’s processor with that reference, She smiled and held her own cup out to him. “Do you like to consume coffee?” she asked.

“We do not consume organic materials,” TC stated as a matter of fact.

“Do you have the sensors to taste?” she asked, still holding her cup out to him.

Realizing by her physical cues that she most likely wanted him to ‘taste’ the human beverage, TC nodded and took the cup from her. Putting it to his lips as he’d seen her and Daniel doing, he dipped his glossa in it. The beverage was very hot in temperature. The steam from it slightly coated his optics with condensation. But the liquid mixture itself consisted of a strange blend of bitter and sweet sensory sensations. Pulling his glossa back inside his mouth, TC handed the cup back to her. “Very hot and a curious blend of molecules,” he said as he continued to ‘taste’ the molecules left on his glossa.

“So you’ve got a tongue too?” Daniel asked him. Taking another sip of his coffee, the blond haired man studied the clone with increasing interest.

TC nodded, his cross-referencing telling him that ‘tongue’ was the organic term for ‘glossa’.

Daniel turned on his stool, studying the clone intensely. “So what else do you have?” he asked.

Cocking his helm, TC considered his question. It was not specific enough for him to answer it. “Can you be more specific?” he responded.

Sharon chuckled, knowing exactly what her brother was curious in. And of course, knowing her other brother Tim, the droid had to have something to do with sex. “He meant, what type of sexual interfacing devices are you equipped with?” she said.

Oh, so that’s what the man had been asking for., TC thought. He was growing to ‘like’ the woman much more, she knew how to phrase questions in a way that made it easier for him to decipher the proper response. The man was most confusing. “I am equipped with two ports and a standard bonding cable,” he stated.

Daniel exchanged an amused glance with Sharon. “Interesting terminology,” he said to TC, “mind showing us?”

Sharon pushed her black hair behind her ear as she studied the blue clone with interest. Two ports and a bonding cable – huh? This made the clone usable by both men and women. Pure genius! Taking another sip, she nodded for TC to show them.

A front panel on his crotch armor opened, and a limp cable unrolled out. It was somewhat shaped like a rounded-ended vacuum hose with slight ribbing along its sides. But it was slack and limp.

“But that really isn’t usable in its current state,” Sharon noted. She exchanged another humorous grin with her gay brother – who was obviously thinking along the same lines.

“How much pressure do you require?” TC asked her.

She arched her eyebrow at his question. “Be more specific,” she told the droid.

“Dimensions?” TC responded.

At that question, Daniel just about choked on his last sip of coffee. “You’re serious?!? You can customize length and width?” he exclaimed.

TC nodded, “Affirmative.” He turned his optics back to Sharon, waiting for her answer.

“Try eight inches in length and four inches in circumference,” she responded. She tried not to snicker at her brother’s frank look of sheer amazement.

The clone added the necessary hydraulic pressure within his bonding cable in order to extend it to the specified dimensions. It rose and straightened as it lengthened and thickened. The slight whine of his hydraulic pumps told the robotics professor just how he was accomplishing her order.

“Shit! Can you change dimensions to, say, ten inches length and four-and-a-half in circumference?” Daniel asked him.

He nodded, and added the required hydrostatic pressure.

“Holy shit! Tim’s a fucking genius! A fucking genius I tell you!” Daniel exclaimed as he admired the clone’s extended bonding cable.

Sharon was impressed, but the clone’s processor and programming impressed her even more than his physical attributes. How would the clone react to a human using his bonding cable? Would the living machine actually enjoy the act? Would he learn to seek it out? These were important questions that needed to be answered. For if this intelligent machine didn’t enjoy the act, eventually he might refuse it. That would be disastrous for Tim’s future sales. Coming around the counter, she set down her coffee as she looked up into that rather attractive gray face. “So what sensations do your sensory nets give you when I do this?” she asked as she ran her fingers lightly along the cable’s surface.

TC shifted his optics to meet hers. He shuddered as waves of impulses shot through him at her touch. His meta registering pleasure at the stimulation. “Pleasure,” he replied. He gasped as she curled her warm fingers around his cable, the pressure felt so – good.

“So these droids enjoy the touch?” Daniel observed with a grin. He winked at his sister. Back in college they’d had some wild times. Yes, some truly wild times. Being only a year apart in age, they’d ended up at the same college. Even shared an apartment! No, it hadn’t bothered Sharon the least little bit when he’d come out of the closet. In fact, they’d sneak into the swingers’ clubs together and have sex right next to each other. Yes, to say they were ‘close’ was an under exaggeration to be sure. “And you said that you also have two ports?”

Sharon grinned at Daniel as he asked that question. It’d been so many years since they’d messed with someone together. Granted, this was merely a robotic ‘toy’ – but it was still fun and exciting! Made her feel like she was twenty years younger!

TC gasped as the woman’s fingers pressed more firmly around his bonding cable, her fingers flicking his terminal end. His wings trembled as shudders went through his chassis. “Y.. Yes, I have two ports,” he answered Daniel, but his optics were fixated on the dark haired woman who was his master. Who could make his sensory networks go wild with merely a touch. He opened his ports as he spoke, shifting his legs to spread them wider.

With a smirk, Daniel set his coffee down and stood up. Going behind the trembling droid, he ran his hands lightly down his aft armor. Finding the clone’s primary port, he traced his fingers around its open entrance.

The small mech moaned in ecstasy as he did so. Lifting his arms, TC set them on the shorter woman’s shoulders to help stabilize himself. His meta not quite believing the pure pleasure he received from their touch. A strange craving filled him. A craving to encourage these organics to increase their attentions on him.. “Please.. Please more!” he gasped as he threw his head back and trembled.

“Damn! Wish humans were this sensitive,” Daniel snickered as he continued to trace the clone’s open port. He shifted his hand down between TC’s spread legs, looking for that second port that the clone had mentioned having. He felt the dripping lubricant before he found the open port. Grinning, he began to trace it as well. Increasing the blue clone’s moans with every light touch… “There’s a lot of lubricant down here, need some?” he purred to his sister with a mischievous smile.

She grinned like a teenager. “So what happens when you climax TC?” she asked the moaning mech. This robot’s reactions were very unexpected, and very erotic! She knew that these droids would be a hit with the multitudes of single, lonely and/or undersexed adults if they always reacted like this. Would make people feel sexy. Feel like they themselves were hot stuff.

“I… I, uh, shutdown… Overload.. Over stimulation to my nets,” TC gasped as he leaned more of his weight against her.

“Really? Like a guy falling to sleep right after he cums?” Daniel asked. He gently wiggled one of his fingertips into the clone’s rear portal unit. The mech almost screaming in ecstasy as he did so… The port was so slick, so tight.. Daniel probed his finger further in him, imagining how that would feel around his cock.

Sharon couldn’t help but wink at Daniel. God this clone was making her feel young again! When men actually reacted to her like this! Sliding her hand down between TC’s spread legs, she coated it with his own lubricant. Curling it back around his taunt bonding cable, she began to stroke with an experienced hand. “I’ve just go to see this reaction,” she purred.

Daniel grinned and nodded to her. He was also very intrigued by this alien clone that his brother had come up with. Sliding in two fingers, he pumped his fingers in and out of the clone’s aft port. Those shudders and moans emanating from TC’s voice synthesizer were so – human. So – stimulating! He was definitely going to have to borrow one of these from his sister and continue ‘testing’ it with his boyfriend.

TC’s entire chassis was gyrating now. His head thrown back… Barely able to stand because of the massive waves of pleasure stimuli racing through his networks… As Sharon began moving her hand along his lubricated bonded cable faster and faster.. He moaned for Daniel to match her movements. His port sensors going absolutely wild! His networks began to crash as the overload sequences began. His meta overwhelmed by the sheer amount of sensory data rushing in.

As the clone began to crumple to the floor, Sharon and Daniel stepped back and watched him with amazement on their faces. “Damn, if only humans reacted that extreme,” Daniel joked as he winked at his sister. Walking over to the sink, he washed the lubricant off of his hand.

Sharon sniffed her hand. There was no odor to the lubricant. “Some kind of mineral oil I’d say,” she noted. “But you’re right. I think Tim’s got a hell of an idea going here,” she added with a smile.

“You gonna lone me the other one?” Daniel asked with a knowing wink. Grabbing their cups, he set them in the microwave to warm them up.

Sharon chuckled as she accepted the reheated coffee and sat down. “Somehow I think Tim meant for you to get hold of one of them,” she said with a grin.

“Yep, gay community would go bonkers over these clones – that’s for sure!” Daniel agreed as he sat across from her.

“Hell, single women would go nuts! No worries of getting pregnant or disease…” she added.

The clone interrupted them as he moaned and began to reboot. His optics brightened slowly. With a dazed smile he rolled himself over and looked up at Sharon. His ports closing and his bonding cable depressurizing and retracting safely back inside himself.

“Enjoy yourself?” Sharon purred as she looked down at the clone. He was so ‘human’ with his expressions.

“Incredible.. Amazing…” the clone stammered every positive description he had in his memory banks.

“So I gather you will be interested in more this evening?” she asked slyly. Her brother barely contained his knowing snicker.

TC stood up, looking at her with an almost childish eagerness on his face. “There’s more?! Really?!” he asked in an excited voice.

Daniel and Sharon exchanged a knowing smirk. “Yep, they’re going to be REAL popular!” Daniel snickered….

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