Stephen decided to become a robot.
"Well," he said, "If this is going to work, I'd better strip off, I don't want to get tied up in human clothing!"
He stripped down to nothing.
He removed his glasses, and waited for his transformation.
he felt a sudden jolt as parts of him separated. In a flash, he had gained sophisticated ball bearing joints where his bends were, and saw he had become more robotic than a man.
This inspired him, and he began adding more and more sophistication to himself feeling complex gears forming inside of himself, hydraulic oil beginning to pump from an iron heart through heavy rubber tubes that were now his veins. His nipples and bellybutton became bolts and screws, his fingernails and toenails became metal plates, his skin changed to solid silver steel, he clicked and whirred as he moved, and found he could now focus and zoom his eyes as he pleased with sophisticated adjustable lens. When it was all done, a living moving clockwork man had replaced Stephen. Though somehow still in his visage and figure, he resembled complete machinery instead of flesh, every piece of his frail human body approximated as gears, joints, springs, and steel skin.
"My God." he said, startled at the filtered sound of his own voice, like something from a science fiction program, his streamlined and permanently fixed face not even moving. "I'm handsome."
What did Robot Stephen do