"My mouth, duh..." How the heck else were you supposed to eat a sandwich?! The more she interacted with this thing, the more that Ruse realized how broken it was. Kind of disappointing, she'd wanted to find something cool. Ah, well, she'd just have to look a little harder.
The machinery fell silent again and Ruse began to leave when some robotic hands from the floor emerged, grabbing hold of her and holding her tightly in place. "Please remain in place while you are fed your sandwich."
Ruse sighed. Leave it to broken tech to be both completely worthless and overly forceful. She tried to pull out of the arms, but there were simply too many of them. So, she opted to wait for the dumb thing to finish instead. It didn't take long. Another pair of hands emerged holding a massive peanut butter and jelly sandwich, one that was oozing peanut butter as she had asked. As it moved it towards her face, she lifted her hands to try to intercept it.
This was met by yet more arms pulling her own arms down and away from sandwich as it neared her mouth. Ruse struggled a bit in their embrace, watching as the sandwich drew closer to her lips. "Y'know.... I'm good... I can feed myself, really..." She said, now growing annoyed as the messy sandwich was mere inches away. "I can domph mmppphmmm! Mmmm!" The sandwich was forced into her mouth, spilling gloopy peanut butter around her lips and chin. The machine didn't stop until Ruse was nearly gagging, with half of the sandwich stuffed into her mouth. "Initiating transferal and fusion process." The voice said, as Ruse struggled in her bonds silently.
She didn't know exactly what was going on, but she could see various machine appendages moving towards and away her mouth and throat and she felt some of the pressure alleviate. "Fusion complete." The computer said, in a familiar voice that was different than before. It came from a different direction as well - to the side of her instead of originating from the cabinets.
She turned to see an AI construct standing there, pretty much a blank slate except for a pair of familiar red lips on the lower half of the face. It spoke to her in her own voice. "Transferal complete. Congratulations. Your - "mouth" -" it started, playing a clip from when she had answered the machine, ", is now a 'PB&J' 'with extra peanut butter' 'oozing out the sides'." The construct raised a hand, which turned into a reflective surface. Ruse was greeted by an image that would have made her gasp, had she still had the capacity to do so.
The sandwich had not gone away, even though it felt like it. Instead, it protruded from her face where her lips should have been. When she went to move her mouth in reaction, she saw and felt her bread slices wobble, some peanut butter drooling from her now-massive maw.
"Very cute." The construct said, doting on her in her own voice. "I've relieved you of your voice, since you will not be needing it anymore. Thank you for these pouty lips, by the way. What shall we do next?" The AI asked, with a villainous laugh. "Your face? Your boobies?"
Ruse....