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My Life as a Teenaged Von Neumann Device	By : Toonspew Category: +M through R > My Life as a Teenage Robot Views: 21219 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 3

Jenny hummed a pleasant little melody as she stepped into her bathroom and turned on the shower, getting it heated up to the point she liked it at. It wasn't a typical shower, of course... this one sprayed a specially prepared chemical bath of slightly caustic detergents, designed to scour away the oil and grime her body accumulated over the course of a day without damaging Jenny herself. Jenny left the door open to keep the room from steaming up, figuring she had nothing to hide from her mother anyway. While the chemical wash heated up Jenny began stripping naked, starting with her top. This wasn't exactly a simple process either... Jenny's clothing was designed to work in conjunction with her many systems, and were marvels of technology in their own right. Beginning by unlocking the clasp at her back, Jenny unhooked each of the points of connection that attached the top to her chest and finally pulled free from the garment, setting it aside on the floor. Her clunky blue metallic boots came next, followed by her skirt, all winding up in a pile at her feet.
Jenny paused, looking at herself in the mirror. She had a nice enough body, she thought, in her own special way. Milk white skin with a perfect complexion, trim figure, cute blue belly-button-thingie... Jenny traced her hands across her front as she went over each detail. But then her hands found their way to her suddenly lacking bust. Idly toying with her nipples, Jenny thought about what Britt had said earlier that day. Did being flat chested really make Jenny unattractive to the boys at the school? Maybe that's why Don Prima never gave her much notice... come to think of it, her chest had been bigger when she tried wearing her improved exo-skin. And Don had asked her to dance, if it wasn't for the space bikers interrupting things. Maybe there was something to all this.
As Jenny pondered, she was mildly surprised to look down and find her nipples slightly extended out from her chest, prepared to perform their function as electrodes. "hmmm..." thought Jenny aloud, noticing her chest's reaction giving her an idea. "I am pretty good at reconfiguring myself into new shapes. Maybe if I try..." Jenny closed her eyes and concentrated on expanding her breasts, filling her mind with globular, oval shapes, anything that would give her the fleshy growths that the other girls coveted so much. Opening her eyes and smiling expectantly, Jenny's face fell as she saw the results. The left side of her chest had sprouted a stereo speaker, while the right side had been replaced by a heat-seeking missile.
Jenny groaned in defeat, resetting herself to her normal shape. "Why couldn't mom have installed some boobs on this dumb body?" Jenny took on last look in the mirror, blowing a raspberry at her double, before stripping off her thong and stepping into the shower. Instantly the hot liquid pouring over her body soothed Jenny's nerves, making her sigh in relief. When she was younger, Jenny found showers boring and would try to avoid taking them if possible. But since getting her latest upgrade she found the experience wonderfully relaxing. She almost wished she had hair she could shampoo. Turning her back to the shower head, Jenny picked up her industrial grade sponge and applied a generous blob of antiseptic foam onto it, and began lathering it up against her body.
Jenny's hand rubbed the sponge across her bust, and a surge of tactile sensation alerted her that her nipples were still in their "extended" position. "Whoops, forgot to put those back to normal. I'll just..." Jenny's voice trailed off, some part of herself stopping her from continuing. Instead, She raised the sponge to her chest and stroked it against herself again, repeating her earlier action. Again, a tingle of pleasure shot through her body and up to her brain. "Mmmmm..." Jenny sighed, placing the sponge aside and stroking her fingers against her nipples instead. "Oohhh, this feels nice... extending the electrodes must expose a nerve junction or something." Jenny closed her eyes and enjoyed her new discovery, massaging and stroking her erect nips, while her mind automatically dived into the middle of her favorite fantasy. She imagined the Silver Shell standing in the shower behind her, his arms reaching around to her front and groping her chest for her. She pictured herself reaching up behind her to wrap her arms around her crush's collar, pulling his face against hers for a loving kiss, while she ground her body against Shell's chest and legs. Jenny's hands tried to stimulate her nipples more and more, switching to pulling on them, then pinching them to increase the feelings of pleasure flowing through her brain. It was better, but somehow also left her wanting more. Jenny concentrated on her fantasy, certain that the answer would be found in her imagined encounter with Silver Shell. In her fantasy she turned around to face the hulking boy robot, leaning the side of her face against his chest while his arms wrapped around her torso, trapping her in a warm hug. "Oh Shell..." whispered Jenny, her hands moving of their own volition across the Shell's abs, sliding down towards the juncture of his legs. "Oh Jenny..." responded Silver Shell, in an unusually nasal voice. Confused, Jenny lifted her head from the chest of her beau. "Shell, what..." she began, but became a shriek when she saw not the chiseled handsomeness of the Silver Shell, but instead the buck-toothed, pimple-skinned face of Sheldon.
The shock broke Jenny out of her fantasy, opening her eyes and stepping away from the chemical shower to make sure her dream mode was %100 off. "Damn it Sheldon!" cursed Jenny, "that one was going really good too!" Jenny sighed in exhaustion, looking down at her feet. "Oh wonderful." She muttered angrily "now the leak is back too. Well, I guess now is as good a time as any to investigate this problem." Jenny pulled up a nearby stool that she used for balance when cleaning the soles of her feet and sat down. Spreading her legs apart, Jenny attempted to get a better look at her privates by hunching her body over. This part of her body was pretty foreign to her; when she was younger her mother had explained to her that certain parts of her anatomy were simply unfit to be shown in public. She had been told that people would find it offensive, and since then jenny had found little reason to disagree. There was little of use down here anyway, aside from her waste elimination port in the front and her jet-fuel intake valve in the back. Jenny leaned her arms against her thighs and used her fingers to pull apart the protective "lips" blocking her view. "Hmmm... ok, here's where I eliminate..." thought Jenny, spotting her waste port, "But the fluid isn't even coming from there. It's coming from this hole." Jenny probed a fingertip into her new discovery, getting it wet with the clear viscous fluid flowing from inside of her. "I never even realized this was here. What's it for?" Investigating further, Jenny pressed the finger in a bit deeper, tracing it around the edge of the hole, mapping out it's dimensions. She began to feel the familiar sensations from before, from her fantasy. Curiously, Jenny swirled her finger around inside herself, finding the sensations increasingly enjoyable. "Nnnggg... this is even better then the nipples!" moaned Jenny as she started to piston her finger in and out. Blushing lightly, Jenny raised her free hand to continue stimulating her chest, and put her mind to resuming her fantasy full on.
In her mind Jenny was laying on her back, with her love the Silver Shell looming above her. SS's head was at her chest, licking and nibbling at her nipples, his silver tongue gliding over her metallic flesh. Meanwhile, Shell's right hand was busy between Jenny's widely spread legs, pumping a finger rapidly in and out of her slick hole. "Oh Shell..." Jenny gasped in reality as well as fantasy, " ...it's so good! I want more, please, more!" The fantasy-Silver Shell increased his pace even as Jenny herself lengthened her finger and upped her speed, frigging herself aggressively and splashing her leaking fluids with her hand. "Uuunnhhh!" she moaned, her mind temporarily losing the ability to form complete words. "uuhhnnn... yeah... oh yeah... so gooooood!" Jenny's mind reeled, her fantasy dissolving into a jumble of random images and sensations. Silver Shell's fingers sliding in and out of her crotch, her hand stroking her erect nipples, grinding her backside against Shell's groin, the feeling of his strong hands on her body... all swirled together as she felt herself losing control of her body, her only driving goal to keep her finger pumping in and out, building up more and more pleasure towards...
"Ungh! Unnn, uhh, uhhnnngg! Yessssss!" Jenny screamed, her nerves overloading with pleasure. She was vaguely aware of her body shaking with convulsions, and feeling her newly discovered hole clamp down and grasp her finger, even as a sudden gush of the mysterious fluid flowed out onto her palm. Deep inside her abdomen Jenny could feel electrical discharges firing off, and arcing against her finger. Jenny had never felt pleasure like this before; she felt like the only thing that mattered in the whole world was making sure this feeling didn't stop. When it was finally over Jenny sat frozen, letting her sensors cool and carefully withdrawing her hand from her groin.
"Oh wow..." she breathed after a short time had passed, casually reaching over with her other hand to turn off the shower. "If that's a malfunction, maybe I don't want it fixed!" she said to herself, deciding that for the time being at least, she'd keep this discovery to herself. If her mom found out, she'd probably never get to experience this kind of pleasure again. She would make a mental note to find out what that third hole was for though... Maybe it was finally time to crack open her owner's manual.
Stepping out of the shower still dripping wet, Jenny heard someone calling from the lower floor. "Je-nny!" came Sheldon's voice echoing up the stairs. "Are you upstairs?" he yelled, even as he climbed to the upper floor. "Sheldon, wait!" shouted Jenny in a panic. Sheldon seeing her in the nude was the last thing she needed today, and her top alone took six and a half minutes to put on. Jenny quickly snatched a towel from the towel rack and draped it around her torso, hopefully before Sheldon caught a glimpse of her. If he had seen, he didn't say anything that gave him away.
"H... hey Jenny. I needed to ask you something b- but I didn't realize that you, you were, uhmm," stuttered Sheldon nervously.
Jenny growled, still dripping the shower's chemicals onto the bathroom floor. "Spit it out, Sheldon."
"Well I came back because your mom mentioned earlier today that she had one more component I needed to install in our project, but she's out getting groceries and I thought it rude to just barge into her lab, but no one was around so I called out to you but I really didn't know that you were... oh man... in the shower. I'm really sorry Jenny, I didn't mean..."
"Fine! Go nuts! I'm going to be in my room changing, so do not come in, understand?"
"Yes Ma'am." agreed Sheldon meekly, inching his way away from Jenny and back down the stairs. With Sheldon gone, Jenny gathered up her clothes and stomped to her room, slamming the door.
Sheldon crept his way down into the basement lab, still blushing from embarrassment. To think, if he had remembered about the component even a couple of minutes earlier... well, Sheldon decided it was best not to dwell on what could've happened. He was still thankful he didn't have a black eye from this close call though. Jenny certainly seemed angry enough to give him one.
Making his way through the cluttered workspace, Sheldon marveled at the piles of loose parts and half-constructed gadgets. "Now where would she have left it..." pondered Sheldon aloud, his eyes roaming through the disorganized workshop. Finally Sheldon spied a large cardboard box with "the project" written on the side in black marker. There we go, that must be it. Opening the box, Sheldon found a number of odd looking devices, and some assembly instructions of how they fit together, and how they were meant to attach as part of a larger robot. Well... this could be the missing component of the force-field generator... Sheldon honestly had no idea how one would work, so he had no idea what to expect from it. Gathering the pieces up into the box and hefting it up in his arms, Sheldon headed back to his house.
Jenny heard the front door close from her room, indicating that Sheldon had found what he needed and left. Jenny had slipped on some fresh underwear and was now examining one of the few alternate outfits in her wardrobe. Last year Jenny had a bit of an emotional breakdown because of the fashion craze at school, ending with a weight-obsessed XJ9 removing all of her weapons and tools from her body. After that, her mother had been quick to agree to design a few alternatives to Jenny's typical baby-blue skirt and top. If only so Jenny could have some kind of variety in her day to day routine. The outfit Jenny was currently inspecting was designated her "formal" wear, and consisted of an indigo dress that hugged her frame and stopped just above her knees, plus a pair of matching high-heel shoes to replace her usual clunky boots. The outfit wasn't nearly as impressive in terms of armaments or armor, and it was considerably more restrictive in terms of what shapes Jenny could transform into, but then Jenny wasn't supposed to ever go on patrol in anything other then her standard original outfit.
Jenny spritzed herself with the perfume she'd gotten for her last birthday. She may not have any idea what Brad was going to do to her, but she could at least be at her best for it. Jenny stepped into the dress and began attaching it to her front, hooking up the connection points that allowed the dress to conform to XJ9's mental commands. Slowly making her way around to the back where the dress sealed together and locked in place, Jenny began to regret how she had treated Sheldon. It wasn't his fault that he had caught her showering, and she had been overly testy from her frustrating day. Plus, after her... experiment in the shower she had been feeling a little vulnerable. As Jenny locked the last clamp in place on her indigo dress and stepped into her shoes, she resolved to apologize to Sheldon when she saw him later tonight. She didn't want to be thought of as snappy, after all.
Heading downstairs, Jenny noticed her mother had come home with the groceries. "Well! Someone's dressed to kill! Going to dance at Mezmers' tonight XJ9?" inquired Ms. Wakeman, teasing her robotic daughter. Jenny giggled and waved it aside, remembering her promise to Bradly "Sometimes a girl just wants to look her best. I'm going over to Brad's house for awhile, that's all." Ms. Wakeman didn't seem to be paying attention, packing away the groceries while answering with a quick nod and "mm-hmm... XJ9, did Sheldon drop by today? He told me he had something to say to you." Jenny nodded and paused on her way out the front door "Yeah, he mentioned it, I told him to talk to me later tonight. Bye mom, catch you later!"
"Be back before curfew!" Ms. Wakeman called after her. Clearing away the last of the groceries, she noticed the forcefield component she had left out for Sheldon to pick up was still here. "That's strange... I guess he didn't see it here. Oh well, I'll bring it over tomorrow morning." Without further thought, Ms. Wakeman put the electronic device aside and headed for the coffee machine.
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