Copy Pt. 01-02

I heard my husband start grunting and I knew he was about to cum. I looked as deeply into the mirror as I could. Trying to focus on my real life eyes because they were not moving with each stroke like the playback's eyes where. I tried to experience as much as I could as fully as I could. As my husband ground to a halt, I could feel him buried deep in me, twitching and filling me with phantom cum. I stared forward at the mirror, and focused hard! I felt amazing, I could feel both my real vagina and the bots vagina muscles contacting and pulsing around his cock. My vagina was convulsing spastically while the bot's was pulsing in perfectly timed even pulses.

Now that the bot's eyes where no longer moving with each thrust, while my husband just rested, still buried deep in her, I focused intently on her eyes. I wanted to see if there was any emotion in them. I tell you it is so weird to look at your own eyes while another identical set stairs back at you, no, more like through you, like a double exposure on a moving picture film. When I finally got a good lock on the bot's eyes I could feel my vagina's contractions start to become more constant and less spastic, while I could feel the bot's vagina (being projected into my mind by the helmet) getting less evenly timed. Soon the feeling had swapped completely and my vagina was pulsing in perfect timing, and the bot's was just going nuts. As all three of us came down from our orgasms, something in the back of my mind started to try to contemplate what that meant but I could not figure it out. Still looking deep in my eyes(s) I watched my husband reach a hand forward to tap the bot on the head (he tended to program the bot to respond to a tap on the head as "start or stop recording". As soon as his hand touched my head I blacked out.

When I came too I was on the bed, and I felt weird. I had a serious case of vertigo, but there were no signs of headache, nausea or anything else. I counted myself lucky to only be off balance after doing something way against the "rules" like I just had. As I sat up and tossed my legs off the bed I was having a difficult time, but I managed to pick get over to the bot lying on the floor and I tried to activate her, she didn't budge. Not really feeling like thinking, or doing anything other than clean up, I picked her up and dragged her body into the closet. It was tough work, these units are just as heavy as a person and moving a totally limp person is not easy. I sat her up in the closet the best I could and the automatic cleaning/charging system whirred to life. I could see what my husband affectingly calls the "butt plug" poking up her rear to start charging her as usual. This heavy lifting, and my current condition had me completely dizzy now and I had to plop down on the bed just to keep my eyes from crossing and just all out giving up on me.

The vertigo was not going away, I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, out of habit mostly, yet I couldn't get anything to happen which didn't really surprise me. I didn't feel like I had to go but I felt just like I do in the morning (groggy and disoriented) and in the morning I always pee before anything else, sitting on the toilet doing nothing tends to help clear my mind. This didn't work this time though.

I went downstairs and watched the TV some, figuring I didn't want to do ANYTHING, and I would make my husband cook me a nice quiet romantic dinner for tonight and make him give me a back rub (worst case I would get him to fix the bot and have her give me a back rub, she's good). As I sat there, I started to feel better, and about an hour before my husband was to come home I was feeling about 90% of my normal self. Being a bit horny, for no apparent reason, I went upstairs and got a remote (audio sensitive) vibrator, some Liquid-V clit sensitizer, and got dressed in something really sexy. I really had the desire, no I was compelled, to wear one of the bot's "stripper" outfits. Sometimes I almost think her wardrobe is more impressive than mine, but then again there are two things to consider. 1) her wardrobe is exclusively stuff you would NEVER be caught in public in, and 2) since she was a copy of me, both wardrobes where actually mine, technically. It just feels easier to say the slutty clothing closet is hers, takes it off of me I guess.

I soon found myself dressed up sexy. Anyone that would have seen how I was dressed right now would have thought immediately "she's looking to get some", there is not much else you can think about stockings with built in garter belt, and a see through baby doll top with openings for my hardened nipples to stick through. I also had on a black velvet choker with a D ring on it (wearing this is our universal household sign for complete submission). Standing by the bed I reached out and grabbed the remote vibrator and pressed it against my opening, savoring slightly the cool feeling of its touch. After inserting it I pulled up a pair of latex panties just past my knees. I knew the panties clashed distressfully with the light airy stockings and lacy baby doll, but I thought the clash was kind of sexy. I grabbed the Liquid-V, dabbed on more than I probably should have, and pulled the panties up to seal it all in and keep me super wet for my husband. You'd be amazed, if you wear tight latex panties for long enough, even if you are not horny, nothing dries so you end up really wet. I stood there for a moment with my eyes shut, taking it in, feeling the tight clasp of the latex in contrast to the light tickle of the loose fitting material of the baby doll hanging down from my breasts. I reached up and gave my hard nipples a tweak and moaned slightly. I had almost forgotten about the audio sensitive remote and I jumped and squeaked as the vibrator buzzed softly. Of course my squeak took the vibrations immediately from a soft purr to a momentary resounding hum.

Cooling myself down I walked downstairs trying to be as quiet as I set the remote down on the glass coffee table at the foot of the couch. I sat down, turned the TV on, and put it on some romance flick pre-recorded on the DVR. I enjoyed the soft vibrations as the quite tones of the couple's romantic moment sent shivers along my spine, this was soon interrupted by a violent scene with guns where the vibrator sung like a banshee inside me. I could hear it's vibrations right through my stomach.

A thought crossed my mind. Why was my clit not burning to be touched yet? It had been plenty of time for the Liquid-V to work, I reached down with one hand and fingered my clit through the latex. It was defiantly very sensitive, more than normal, but not as much as I had expected, and no tingling. This thought process was interrupted though as my husband came through the garage door unannounced. I must have been enjoying the combination of TV, vibrations, and clit flicking too much to notice the sound of the garage door.

"I see we are already up to some games tonight? Better be glad I'm in a good mood."

I got up from the couch, and remembering the choker, got on my hands and knees and crawled to him as sexy as I could. As I reached him I grabbed onto his pants and pulled down on them to pull myself up level with his zipper. As I started to work it out, my husband gave me a sharp (but light) tap on the head and he told me to "wait here". I felt like a little kid getting their hand slapped for getting into some candied before dinner. Wanting to be good though I waited. I didn't even move. Totally ignoring me, my husband went to the bathroom, then to the kitchen, got himself a drink of water, snatched a bit of cookie, then after way to much of a wait came back over to me and resumed his position.

My husband smacked me on the head again and without saying anything started to fondle my hair. As if on cue I started working his pants off again. I wanted to get him in my mouth as soon as possible, in fact I almost wished I was the bot so that I could take him deep and hold him there as long as he liked. Most of the time though he never let the bot do that, he let it "breath" so that the illusion would be that much stronger for me, and seem more real.

I took him into my mouth, and being semi soft, I took him all the way to his balls. I swallowed hard and got the tip of him pressed down my throat some. This way I could get his balls into my mouth at the same time. I wanted to feel him growing down my throat as I liked his balls. I knew that he would start choking me soon, but I was going to savor this rare chance while I had it.

As his cock grew in length it kept inching deeper and deeper down my throat. I really would have thought that it would have cut off my breathing by now, but I figured he just was not as hard as I thought. I reminded rationalized with myself that "things in the mouth feel larger than they really are".

If I had not been so distracted by the vibrations lightly bursting into my sex every time I let some air slip past or slurped while I sucked on him I might have noticed that somewhere in the back of my mind an idea that something was not quite right was brewing.

My husband put his hands on the sides of my head, enjoying this deep sensation, pulling my head lightly into him letting me know it felt good. Soon he tired of our current activates and he pulled out with a sucking pop. I should have noticed that, unlike I had imagined, he was fully hard. I should have realized then that there was no way I could have had him that deep in me for as long as I had without gagging for air. Instead I noticed that he addressed me as 'bot'.

"Bot, pause program." I just sat there stunned. I didn't know what to say. Even though I had fantasized about him deciding to treat the real me like a fuck toy, or maybe him confusing me with the sexier bot version of me, I didn't know what to do. I was shocked.

"Bot, what is current program?" Not knowing what to say, and not really being focused enough to realize I should roll play I simply replied "I don't have a program, I'm me, your wife."

"Oh I see. You wana play switcheroo, well ok. So should I fuck my wife, sitting right in front of me, dressed amazingly sexy, or should I go up to the closet and fuck the doll?" As he said this he sounded very sarcastic and playful, and at the end of the question he even winked a huge wink.

"I can play this game. Bot, tell me, do you have any special instructions from my wife."

Now I was REALLY confused, he was calling me bot and wife. "I don't have any specific instructions; it's really me, your wife! Com'on honey, I've had a long day and I don't think I can roll play like this." I replied in as sexy a voice as I could muster.

"Ok fine, you must have some extra instructions from her, let's see where this goes. Bot un-pause program."

Not wanting to dwell on this confusing crap anymore I went to pull his cock back into my mouth but he had different ideas. He grabbed the back of my hair and pressed my head kindly to the ground, leaving my ass up in the air. He got behind me, pulled my panties down to my knees, which held my knees together. After he had reached in and pulled my vibrating toy out and stuck it in my ass, he sunk his cock into me deeply. As he fucked me my sex squeezed around him in a perfectly timed pulse. (Again something tried to surface in the back of my head, trying to let me know that something was wrong).

As my husband came close to orgasm he said "Bot, Cum now!" and I exploded. Just exploded, that is the only word I could think of. My cunt squeezed down on him harder than I had ever squeezed before. It felt just like the orgasms I experienced in my playbacks, except this time the orgasm was coming from me, not the playback. I probably should have hit me right there, but it would be another couple of minutes before I realized what was really happening.

Once finished my husband said "OK follow me upstairs."

Not even worrying about the cum in my pussy, I pulled up my panties, sealing in his semen. Then I got up and followed him upstairs. I was way too emotionally drained to do any thinking for myself, I just followed instructions. As we got upstairs he opened the closet door and found the doll on her charging station.

"WHAT THE HELL! BABE! HONEY?!" I don't know why but my husband was bent over the bot shaking her. I probably would have been jealous that he was more worried about her being shut down than about me being exhausted, but I was too exhausted.

"Bot, what happened to her?"

"I don't know she just won't turn on."

"What the hell do you mean won't turn on? Did she get hurt? How did she get into the closet?"

"She won't turn on. She didn't get hurt as far as I know, and I put her into the closet to try to reset her."

As he pulled her limp body out of the closet and lay her on the bed, checking her pulse, he told me to go charge, reset, and run a full diagnostic. This is when I realized that something was really wrong. With no thought of my own my body simply started to undress, just like the bot does when she's going to reset. Then I got into the closet, sat down on the charging station, and I could feel my charging receptacle deep in my ass move into position to receive my charging plug. Oh my God! I was the bot! There was no way this could happen!

Everything started to make sense. As the charging station dildo poked up into my rectum I started realizing that ever since I had woken up on the bed things had been wrong. The vertigo was because this body was build more voluptuously and therefore I was not used to it. My body had looked younger and sexier in the mirror when I was dressing and I had not realized it. I was constantly horny with no reason. The Liquid-V had had no effect on me at all. And I had done everything I was told.

That's when it struck me, the charging station was going to do a full diagnostic, what if it found me in here and erased me! I tried to will myself to move but I found my body unwilling. I had been given a command and I had to follow it. I was supposed to plug in and complete a reset and diagnostic. I would have been terrified but it seemed that in this form there where only so many emotions I could feel. So instead I just felt horny, a strange type of horny, I didn't want sex, I wanted to be plugged in. I could feel the anal intruder poking around trying to find it's receptacle and I cringed mentally. I know that the station only takes a couple seconds to plug in and start doing its duties. I could feel the end was near, but somehow I welcomed it. At that moment I realized I've always envied the bot. I was never jealous of her because she was "me" in my mind, but I always envied her un-aging sexy figure and her ability to be the ultimate submissive. I even felt emotionally attached to her since we shared "sex" more often than my husband and I.

As I waited for the last moments of my free life as a woman, I tried to imagine what it was going to be like to be totally, blissfully, compliant. I also wondered if the bot was inside my body or if it was just empty now. The feeling of the anal intruder not finding it's home began to aggravate me. I don't know if it was my desire to get this "transformation" over with or the bot's programming to do what she was told but I realized that the remote vibrator my husband had put in my anus was blocking access to my plug.

With this new knowledge my body stood its self up and started fishing out the vibrator. I knew I had no choice in the matter, I could not have stopped my bot body from following instructions and pulling out my last line of defense from erasure, but I don't think I would have stopped it if I could have. It felt terribly sexy to know that I was about to get "fucked". That I was going to plug into a new life. I just hoped that if my husband realized, he would still love me, and fuck me all the time. Man I was horny. Distracted I didn't notice my body on autopilot positioning myself to sit on the charging station again.

"STOP!, BOT STOP, FREEZE IN POSITION!"

"Bot, go sit on the bed and never mind all other commands given since we came upstairs."

"Honey, that really is you in there isn't it?"

"Bot, are you my wife or my bot?"

"I am both your wife and your bot."

"Bot, did my wife somehow download into you?"

"Yes"

"Bot, how did this happen."

As I recounted my story to him I could see him getting hard again, listening to this was obviously getting to him.

"We have to figure out a way to get you back in your body, if it's even possible, who knows what kind of damage this could do to you!"

"Bot, honey do you have control in there or is the programming effecting you? Elaborate."

"I have had control, but I lost control when you started giving me commands. I was able to do things on my own volition before you came home, now the commands you set in place are in control. I feel sexy."

"What do you mean you feel sexy. Elaborate."

"My bot body's logical programming could not answer this question so it simply gave me the freedom to speak my mind through it. "Being in this body, unable to control myself, being a fuck toy is so sexy to me. I occasionally love to replay the sessions where you treat the bot like a fuck toy instead of a human and it is a tremendous turn on. When I was going to sit back down on the charging station I knew that it would reprogram me and I would be lost, I would be an object, a toy, and it appealed to me in some way. To be your sex object forever."

My husband sat in silence for a while. "Ok well I want to get you back in your body ASAP. Let's try to set up the same scenario."

"That is impossible, it required full concentration of my flesh body to cause this. That body is limp."

"I'm going to call the company, wait here and don't move. Well never mind, don't move your location but you can play with yourself since you seem to be enjoying this." He was pointing at my chest which I could only assume was flushed beat red, or maybe it was my diamond hard nipples that gave it away.

A few minutes later "Ok honey, I mean.. Bot, It seems the technician said that you are going to be stuck like this for a little while. They are sending a truck over tomorrow that will download a copy of you from your charging station diagnostics, and set your body up in a chamber to keep it alive. The data processing takes about a week or two, depending. He explained that instead of programming the bots from scratch, way back, all bots are programmed with an altered version of a woman that they copied into the first bot, and what happened was that you replaced her. All they have to do is compare your data files and they can extrapolate what is you. They said not to worry, you are still in your real body, just in a coma. Once they know what part of the program is you they can extract your memories and inject them back into your body if you want to be able to remember everything that's happened to you since you where "boted". Also once they know what part is you they can jump start your real brain, without it they would just be guessing how to jump start it."

"All you have to do is sit on the charging station and do a full diagnostics without reset. A copy of you will be downloaded to the station."

"And for you I asked him what would happen if you where to sit on the charging station and do a full reset. He said that so long as it didn't happen before you did a diagnostics download then you'll be fine because no matter what happens to you in the bot, the real you is still in your body, sleeping. Honey... what if... what we download you... maybe we could... I mean do you want to.. do a full reset and see what happens? Worst case you'll remember everything that happened to you until you do the diagnostics download. Best case scenario they can extract all your memories before they inject them into your brain and you'll remember everything! You can be a real bot for 1-2 weeks!"