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Keith becomes a new man

added 4 years ago BM I S O Muscle Robot

“The outer shell can be altered to any colour and texture you desire. All dimensions can also be adjusted down to millimetre accuracy. Any form desired can be created, regardless of mass or volume,” Keith droned. “Oh no Amos, please let me be Keith. I don’t want to be someone—something else.”

Amos smiled. “You can stay Keith for a little while I guess.”

Keith gulped as the shiny robotic structure formed into the skinny bare bones naked Keith. He slouched down in the seat so as not to be seen.

“Sit up straight Keith,” Amos said sharply. Keith shot up and sat perfectly erect, visible to the world.

“AMOS,” Keith cried. He turned bright red as Amos slowed down the car, watching as people took double takes to make sure they saw the naked man in the car. “I can look like this just sitting here!”

“Well let’s change that!” Amos said excitedly. They pulled up to their dorm and Amos shuttled Keith upstairs and into their room.

“Pause persona,” Amos commanded.

Keith stood upright and his skin turned robotic.

“Let’s create my ideal man,” Amos said. “Grow to six foot six.”

The robot expanded upwards.

“Caucasian, black hair,” Amos said. Every request caused the robot to change. “Olypmic gymnast body, chiseled face, icey blue eyes, completely naked except for a pair of small boxers the same color as your skin.”

The robot was happy to comply immediately. A tall hunk with a body of an elite gymnast stood in the middle of the dorm room.

“Sexy, fast, strong, durable, and my best friend,” Amos rattled off. “People were staring at you, so I want you to release some strong kind of pheromone that not only attracts any person who interacts with them, but also makes them not care about your appearance. I’d like to be immune to this.”

The robot changed slightly, and Amos could smell something in the air.

“To finish off, your name will be...Sam,” Amos decided. “New persona activate.”

Sam shuddered and stared around. “Amos?” he asked confused. “Why am I standing here? Never mind...”

Sam walked over and sat on his bed. His midsection spotted an immense tent. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. An urgent one at that. Amos went to go answer it and it was...


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