Can’t write Song of the Day now… phone sex.

Yes, I’ve done it again.  I’ve spent my hard earned cash on another trip down to the robot lab for some one-on-one time with a beautiful female android.  Tonight I heard a sweet feminine monotone voice tell me just what I wanted to hear as I unfolded a tale of the Fembot Beauty Pageant.

Picture a robot lab full of about 3 dozen lovely fembots… all dressed in shiny reflective metallic satin bikini sets of different solid colours.  Now picture some satin beauty pageant sashes… dark blue with something like “SERIES 510 ROBOT” and a barcode with a serial number in it.  Now picture dozens of emotionless female androids in bikinis and heels, being judged by two naked robot technicians.

The fun part came when my lovely synthetic lady “won” the contest by basically distracting one judge by having yet another fembot kiss her, then hacking into the other judge’s system and declaring herself the winner.  All it took was the flip of a variable data bit from 0 to 1.

I know my honey would have won anyway… but the hacking gave me an excuse to get some access panels open.

A fembot orgy ensued.

Like Anthony Kiedis once sang “My pleasures are expensive but I won’t regret it never.”